While the battle outside the border was getting fiercer and fiercer, and the attacks of the Chaos were incessantly scouring the barrier of Order, the interior of the kingdom was still peaceful. White City was like a gorgeous gem embedded in the great plain. When the sun, Ulo, shone on the earth, the whole city shone brightly. People were awakened by the morning light and came to the avenue inlaid with white slate, greeting each other as they prepared to devote themselves to the day's work. So the city was like a machine that was slowly starting up, gradually turning with a kind of lazy sound.
The gate of the Palace of the Golden Roses opened to both sides along with the creaking sound of the mechanism running. Knights and heralds in bright clothes and on horses galloped out of the palace gate with the orders from the king and some other high-ranking people. Some of them ran to the mansions of certain dukes or counts, some ran to the mysterious tower of the Royal Warlocks Union, and some ran to the halls of scholars and sorcerers. The information they carried was enough to keep many people busy for a long time. Last night's banquet did not seem to hinder the ruling machine of the ancient kingdom at all. Instead, it injected more power into it. Now that the king had received the latest information from outside the border of Chaos, the scholars were trying to figure out the cause of the mutation of the furnace device, and the masters of occultism began to rummage through the piles of files, trying to find the next sign of the tide of Chaos. The generals and soldiers were also busy. After Princess Veronica personally explained the situation, the voices of doubt about General Marcus's failure in guarding the border suddenly disappeared as if the powerful ministers only now remembered that it was more important to help the old general guard their own homes than to pursue the responsibility of the old general.
The news about the Ancient Guardian spread with the actions of these heralds. It first entered the homes of every great noble, and then it spread in two ways. One part was spread to the lesser nobles through the knights of a lower rank, and the other part was spread more widely through the gossip of the noble ladies during their leisure time. When the maids heard the news, they told the cooks, and the cooks told the coachmen. The coachmen used the news as bragging material in the tavern. So the whole city seemed to have suddenly become the witnesses of the emergence of the guardian. With some tacit consent, the news spread at an alarming rate. The nobles and officials at all levels received detailed and accurate reports, and there were seven or eight versions of exaggerated statements circulating in the market. Some even swore that the goddess of creation had decided to come to the Kingdom of Taros in person, and the ancient guardian was just a precursor.
Obviously, the news would soon spread to the powerful church state of Sanctum, and it would be placed on the table of the pope.
In the border battle not long ago, the army of the Theocracy had withdrawn from the battlefield early, resulting in the defeat of the kingdom's western army. Although the Theocracy could not be blamed for the current situation in the west, it was clear that the king of Taros wanted to hear an explanation from the high and mighty pope. The emergence of the ancient guardian might make the indifferent people of Sanctum react.
At least, they would send a representative of equivalent status to check on the situation.
His Majesty the King of Taros obviously did not know the situation of the secret investigation team of Sanctum. He did not know that the investigation team had now landed in the southern part of the kingdom and was trudging in the dark jungle of the southern part.
The ancient guardian, who was almost the core of this series of events, had just broken free from the seal of the soft bed half an hour ago. At this time, she was standing on a balcony of the Palace of the Golden Roses with a sleepy face.
Veronica, who had changed back into her military uniform, stood in front of Hao Ren, looking valiant. "Sir Guardian, it seems that you did not rest well yesterday. Is it because you are not used to the living environment of the Palace of the Golden Roses? Or the attendants did not take good care of you? "
"No, the attendants are very responsible," Hao Ren waved his hand. "It's just that I am not used to people standing inside and outside the house when I sleep. It's like a funeral."
Veronica laughed. "It's very like your style."
"I saw several groups of people running out from the door below today." Hao Ren glanced at the Rose Avenue below the balcony. A few knights escorted a herald across the stone road. "It's quite busy."
Veronica looked helplessly at the seemingly unconscious party. "Half of them are going everywhere to report the situation of the ancient guardian. Probably there will be scholars and representatives of the Arcane Tower coming to see you soon."
Hao Ren slapped his forehead. He had actually expected this, but it was still a headache when it came to it. In order to not continue to think about these troublesome things, he decided to change the topic. "By the way, you came to see me early in the morning. What's the matter?"
"My brother and sister want to meet the legendary ancient guardian," Veronica laughed. "They were seriously ill before and missed the welcoming ceremony. They didn't even show up at the banquet yesterday. Ania is much better today. She wants to see you early in the morning, but I'm worried about her health … "
"Oh, of course, that's not a problem." Hao Ren suddenly reacted. "I'll go see her. I'm also quite curious. "
Veronica was stunned. "Curious? Curious about what? "
Hao Ren coughed twice. "Ahem, nothing. I'm just curious about what your brother and sister look like. I've heard you mention them a few times, but I haven't seen them yet. "
"You'll like them." Veronica smiled without a doubt. She turned sideways and gestured for Hao Ren to get on the carriage. "Ania is a smart and lovely girl. Andrew is also very obedient."
After a while, Hao Ren was taken by Veronica's carriage to the east side of the Palace of the Golden Roses, where the princess and the prince, who had not yet recovered, were resting. The carriage stopped in front of a small garden of a separate building. A gravel road passed through shrubs and flower beds, zigzagging to a white steepled house not far away. Veronica got off the carriage first. "Your Excellency, please wait here for a moment. I'll go see if they're ready."
Members of the royal family had a lot of rules. Receiving guests often required a very tedious preparation work. After the preparation was done, it needed to be confirmed inside and outside. Usually, this was done by the attendants. But Veronica obviously preferred to confirm in person, so Hao Ren understood. When Her Royal Highness disappeared into the gate at the end of the gravel road, he got off the carriage and strolled around the flower beds. Unlike the magnificent Palace of the Golden Roses, this "side hall" on the side of the palace was more approachable. It lacked some of the gorgeous decorations, but more of a warm and amiable atmosphere. The colorful plants in the garden in front of the door were much cuter than the huge stone statues and reliefs in front of the main hall.
While Hao Ren was strolling, the sound of a skirt sweeping across the grass suddenly came from the side, and then a young girl's slightly surprised voice sounded. "Huh?"
Hao Ren looked up and saw a girl in a white princess dress, with long lavender hair and a brass kettle in both hands standing in the flower beds. He was stunned for a moment. "Veronica? Why did you change your clothes at the same time? You're not used to it … "
The girl in the flower beds was a little confused and a little scared. "Huh?"
"Wait a minute, you're not Veronica," Hao Ren suddenly realized. "When she stepped back, she was like a tiger landing on the ground. Are you Veronica's sister?"
Ania looked up and down at Hao Ren before smiling. Her face was a little pale, and her voice was soft. "You must be the 'Ancient Guardian' that my sister mentioned. I'm Ania? Beluni? Ansa. You can just call me Ania. "
Ansa was the surname of the royal family of Taros. Just as Hao Ren thought, the girl in front of him was Veronica's twin sister. After figuring this out, Hao Ren finally noticed the difference between the princess and Veronica. She was thinner, probably because she had just recovered from a serious illness. Her face was also very pale, and her eyes seemed to be bigger. She exuded a gentle and quiet temperament. Even if her health was not good, she was still dignified and elegant. Veronica had never shown a trace of similar aura. The biggest impression that the princess gave to Hao Ren was that she wielded a knight's broadsword that weighed more than 30 pounds, chopped melons and vegetables, and kicked all kinds of enemies into the ground.
After confirming the identity of the person in front of him, Hao Ren had a thought: How could they develop into such two extremes when they were born from the same parents? The two sisters were like smurfs created by the veteran to experience life. One had almost maxed out her intelligence, and the other had more than 200 points of strength.
Just as he and Ania looked at each other awkwardly, the door not far away was suddenly pushed open with a bang. Veronica rushed out with a little boy under her arm. "My Lord Guardian, bad news! My sister is missing! "
Hao Ren and Ania stared at the knight princess, dumbfounded.
After a moment, Hao Ren pointed at Ania. "Your sister is watering the flowers outside. Didn't you see her?"
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