When Hao Ren came to the west gate of the Palace of the Golden Roses, the carriage of the Kant family had been waiting there for a long time.
An unknown coachman and two unknown attendants appeared in front of him, ready to take him to an even stranger place. Fortunately, there was still one person he knew, and that was Count Willie, who was standing in front of the carriage. This famous young noble did not put on any airs, and was rather cultured. He had been waiting for about half an hour, but when Hao Ren appeared, he still did not seem to mind at all. He was even smiling and talking to a nearby palace guard. This kind of approachable attitude was rare among the nobles.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," Hao Ren explained as soon as he showed up. "I met Grand Duke Loen. The unsmiling man seemed to be very curious about me, and I answered a lot of his questions."
"It's all right. It's worth waiting for a great warrior from ancient times. This kind of opportunity doesn't come often." Willie smiled gently and slightly turned to signal Hao Ren to get on the carriage. "Please get on the carriage. The manor of the Kant family is not far from the city. We will arrive at noon."
The magnificent noble carriage slowly drove out of the steeple gate of the Palace of the Golden Roses. As the carriage gradually accelerated, it soon disappeared at the end of the King's Avenue. When the carriage was completely out of sight, the two guards standing at the gate of the palace looked at each other.
The guard who had talked to Willie before nodded to his companion. "Inform the grand duke that the 'guardian' has left with Count Willie. They are going to meet the others at the Kant family manor outside the city."
There was not much to say on the journey through White City. The carriage drove steadily and quickly on the central avenue of White City. The scenery on both sides of the road flashed by. Hao Ren only saw one white house after another moving in his field of vision. Whether gorgeous or shabby, whether new or shabby, they all had almost the same color. This clean color brought glory and magnificence to the whole city, but it inevitably made people feel bored when they got closer. Willie sat opposite the carriage. The Count, who had just reached his thirties, seemed to be full of pride for the capital of his motherland. He happily introduced the scenery along the way to Hao Ren. They left the King's Avenue, passed through the Tulip District, roared between Knight Street and Blacksmith Street, and finally passed through the triple gates of White City. The view suddenly widened.
Before Hao Ren felt that his lumbar spine was about to break due to the jolting of the carriage, they finally arrived at the manor of the Kant family in the suburbs.
Although the Kant family's territory was located in Hohenberg, they had sent members of the family to serve the king in the royal capital for generations, so their manor here was well managed.
The manor was surrounded by trees, located on the edge of a vibrant forest. A small river ran through the center of the manor. On the north side of the manor, there was a hydraulic mill, and on the south side was directly connected to a horse farm. Due to the ingenious layout, Hao Ren could only see the shadows of some gorgeous buildings in the forest outside the manor. It was impossible to judge the scale and level of construction of the real estate from the outside.
The carriage drove directly through the gate, winding through the forest path, and finally stopped in front of a gorgeous mansion.
A hunchbacked, thin-haired old servant came forward to greet his master and distinguished guest. Willie reached out his hand after getting off the carriage to help Hao Ren. Of course, it was unnecessary, but it could be regarded as the most respectful courtesy of the host to the guest. "Sir Guardian, welcome to the Kant Manor. My adviser and some scholars who have just come from the family territory have been waiting for you for a long time."
Hohenberg was very far from White City. It would take two days to get there even by airship. Hao Ren just arrived in the city yesterday. So those so-called scholars who came from the family territory must have come directly by teleportation circle. In the stable interior of the kingdom, teleportation circle was still the fastest way of transportation, but it was also so expensive that only the upper nobles could use it. Several scholars had used the teleportation circle of the patriarch's house to meet the ancient guardian, which showed how much importance they attached to this meeting.
Hao Ren got off the carriage with an indifferent expression in line with the identity of the ancient guardian and followed Willie into the mansion.
In the main hall of the manor, he saw the 'experts and scholars' that Willie mentioned.
There was a long table in the luxurious hall, and a dozen people were sitting around it. The leader was an old man in a black robe with white hair and a beard that almost reached his chest. The old man looked at least seventy or eighty years old, but he was hale and hearty. Judging from the ruby ring on his finger and the golden runes on his black robe, he should be a senior spellcaster. Sitting on both sides of the old man were two middle-aged men in scholar robes. They looked gentle and elegant, and indeed had the temperament of a scholar. Sitting further away were obviously people of lower status. Although they were also wearing robes, they were probably here as recording staff or assistants.
The only people who were really qualified to participate in this meeting were probably the old man in the black robe and the two middle-aged men.
Hao Ren raised his eyebrows as he walked into the room. He looked at the walls around the room and saw that each wall was painted with exquisite murals. Most of the murals depicted scenes of knights fighting bravely, glory falling from the sky, and warriors being blessed by the gods and resurrected.
Willie noticed Hao Ren's gaze and smiled proudly. "The Kant family has been in the army for generations, and our bloodline gave birth to the best soldiers in the kingdom. Most of these murals depict the stories of my ancestors. Of course, half of it is true, and the other half is legend. We believe that the warriors of Hohenberg are blessed by the goddess of creation. Whenever we die bravely on the battlefield, we will immediately be inspired by the gods and resurrected in another world. "
Hao Ren nodded. "A glorious family."
"I'm afraid it's nothing compared to you," Willie said half-jokingly. After Hao Ren took his seat, he ordered the servants to serve tea and began to make introductions. "This is my adviser, also a highly respected wizard and scholar of the Kant family, Scholar Lamore. Next to him is Mr. Handel, who specializes in ancient history. And this is …"
Willie introduced the esteemed experts and scholars, and Hao Ren nodded as he listened with an expression as if he had memorized everything. At the end, Willie introduced him to everyone, even though everyone already knew who he was. "This is the ancient guardian that I mentioned to you, Hao Ren. He came from a thousand years ago. In the Thousand Year War, he guarded the Cassouin Grand Temple until the last moment, and after a thousand years of slumber, Veronica woke him up from the temple."
Hao Ren took a sip of the black tea in front of him and glanced at everyone in front of him. "There's no need for meaningless greetings. I'm not from the same era as you, so it's probably impossible to talk about family affairs. Let's get straight to the point. It's said that you know of a Wolfwalker, who appears in the mountains in the north? And this Wolfwalker looks like the person I described? "
The black-robed old man, Scholar Lamore, took out a few pieces of paper from his arms. The top one was the revelation that Hao Ren gave to Willie. Lily's sunny smile was particularly eye-catching. He loosened his hand, and the pieces of paper floated smoothly in front of Hao Ren. "The legend of the Wolfwalker is very old. Only the people of Hohenberg know these stories, and only those of us who are obsessed with ancient knowledge can tell it completely. You probably can't get it from others. We found some ancient records from our family's territory, and we copied something from them. You can have a look. "
Hao Ren spread out the pieces of paper and found that the bottom two papers were the information provided by the Kant family. On one of the papers, he saw a blurry image.
It was a portrait of a girl with wolf ears standing on the top of the mountain and looking down. Although it was not clear enough, he could vaguely make out the outline of Lily.
"This is the only portrait we found. Two hundred years ago, the Wolfwalker last appeared in front of the world. A wizard apprentice who got lost in the mountains was lucky enough to record the hermit's appearance with a recording crystal. But that was eight hundred years ago, so you might not be able to recognize it. "
Hao Ren smiled and put the information aside. "It's quite valuable. So do you have a way to find this Wolfwalker now? "
"It depends on how much more detailed information you can provide us." A scholar spread out his hands. "The Wolfwalker doesn't communicate with outsiders, and this' outsider 'even includes the Kant family. We can only be sure that she is still living in seclusion in Hohenberg and the White Sand Valley, but it's still difficult to find her whereabouts. Perhaps you can answer a few of our questions to make it easier for us to find her. "
Hao Ren continued to smile. "Just ask."
"So first of all," Lamore sat up straight, "is this Wolfwalker also one of the guards of the Cassouin Grand Temple? Is she a warrior of the Theocracy like you? "
Hao Ren raised his eyebrows. "Is this question related to the whereabouts of the Wolfwalker?"
"Yes." Lamore stared at him. "We can narrow down the search based on the answer to this question."
"She's not." Hao Ren shook his head. "She's not a guard of the Cassouin Grand Temple."
Across the table, several scholars immediately exchanged glances after hearing this answer. Finally, everyone nodded.
Hao Ren noticed a flash of light in Lamore's eyes. It seemed that he was a little happy with the answer.
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