Okay, we know what happened with Bertl’s father but…what happened with his mother? She died when Bertl was a child? Why she didn’t appeared on Tybur’s Festival? And…where’s Marcel and Porco’s parents? They died too, like Bertl’s father?
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Okay, we know what happened with Bertl’s father but…what happened with his mother? She died when Bertl was a child? Why she didn’t appeared on Tybur’s Festival? And…where’s Marcel and Porco’s parents? They died too, like Bertl’s father?
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