Chapter 228 Relics
When Dayuan was impoverished, the Hengwang Mansion was the only grand and magnificent building in Danshui City. It represented the dignity of the entire Dayuan and demonstrated the status of the Hengwang of the Great Xia Dynasty. Even though Qin Lan was short of money, he still insisted on building it in a splendid manner.
The high-ranking official is now rolling in money, but the Prince Heng's mansion has not been expanded. Only the interior has been modified according to Qin Mo's requirements, which are to say, it is to be finely decorated.
The grand reception hall of the Prince Heng's Mansion clearly impressed the distinguished guests from the Western Continent. The glass windows made by the Grand Minister and the various precious mahogany pieces from Southeast Asia, crafted by the top elven artisans, were transformed into flooring and decorations, finally creating the kind of "high-class" atmosphere that Qin Mo desired. This "high-class" atmosphere even left the temple envoys, who were accustomed to seeing all kinds of palaces and churches in the Western Continent, in awe.
"Your Highness, Lek Wieger sends his greetings and brings you the Temple's best wishes."
Lek Wieger was a handsome middle-aged man, tall and dignified, with a special aura in every move he made. Qin Mo had never seen anyone else with such an aura. If she had to describe him in words, it would be... "upright and righteous".
"Please have a seat! Guest from afar, I was not in town at the time, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Qin Mo gestured for Lek Wieger to sit down. His young and handsome face exuded both dignity and refinement, showcasing the demeanor of the empire's top nobles.
Upon hearing that someone from Aiya had brought Qin Lan's belongings, he dared not delay and hurried back. However, Uncle Lin, who had been waiting, made him change into the python robe unique to princes before coming out to meet him, and repeatedly instructed him... not to lose the dignity of a prince.
"No, your palace fascinates me. If I weren't afraid of disrespecting you, I could stay here for a whole... no, a whole year."
After sitting down, Lek Wieger also sized up the young prince. He had heard that the officials of the Imperial Palace were notoriously poor just a few years ago, but this young man had changed that.
The prosperity and wealth of the high-ranking official exceeded his imagination; the distance from the dock to the palace alone made him exclaim in admiration many times.
The surging crowds, the gorgeous clothes, and the happy and satisfied expressions on the faces of the pedestrians were all things he had never seen before, not even in Venice, the wealthiest city in the West.
"I am also very interested in the arts and architecture of Xizhou, and I would be very happy to learn about and appreciate them if I had the opportunity."
“Oh! If Your Highness goes to the Western Continent, you must visit Rome. Whether it is theology or architecture, the temple is the most outstanding place.”
"And... your father sacrificed himself for the Temple, and the Temple will compensate you in some way." Lek Wilger's tone became noticeably somber at the end, and his eyes were filled with sorrow.
Looking at the genuinely emotional Leck Wilger, Qin Mo gently asked, "Do you...know my father?"
“Of course, I was appointed by the Temple as Qin Lan’s attendant, and I fought alongside him on the battlefield. He saved my life several times. He… is a respectable man.” The sadness on Lek Wilger’s face disappeared, replaced by an expression of pride, gratitude, and remembrance.
"Oh! My father loved to charge into battle, and perhaps every time you've been in danger, it's related to him! But you haven't blamed him; thank you for your understanding."
Qin Mo learned about her adoptive father's personality from Uncle Lin and Uncle Wu. As for Lek Wilger, his situation as an attendant was tragic. Following a reckless expert would exponentially increase the danger.
"No, Your Highness, it is my honor to fight alongside Lord Qin Lan. He has taught me a great deal. Without him, I might never have become a great knight."
Qin Mo didn't know much about the Temple, only that the clergy were mainly priests, while the warriors were called Temple Knights. From apprentice knights to knights, grand knights, knight commanders, and finally paladins, the Temple had a complete knight training system, which was also the key to the Temple's ability to fight against the orcs for thousands of years.
The handsome middle-aged man in front of her was the Great Knight. Qin Mo could only sense the "righteousness" emanating from him, but she did not feel the familiar fluctuations of Yuan Qi. She couldn't help but wonder if his "righteousness" was the source of their power.
"Lek, do you... know the specific cause of my father's death?"
Qin Mo felt she had said enough polite formalities and finally asked the question that had been on her mind.
"Your Highness, the lord suddenly summoned me, requesting a journey to the Elven Royal Court. At the time, I was ambushed by an unknown assailant and severely injured, unable to accompany him."
"My lord didn't blame me; he just comforted me and told me to take good care of my injuries. He even explained the difficulties I had in my cultivation. I only recovered from my injuries last year and became a Great Knight, but my lord... is no longer here."
“I am ashamed that I was not by your side when you needed me the most. This is an item that you entrusted to me before you left. I felt that there were hidden reasons for Da Rao’s death, so I never entrusted it to anyone. That’s why I came to Da Xia to give it to Your Highness.”
Looking at the wooden box that Lek Wilger solemnly handed over, Qin Mo sighed. She couldn't get the specific cause of Qin Lan's death from him, so it seemed that the truth was hidden very well.
The wooden box was simple, but that was only the exterior. Inside was a metal box with no keyholes or seams, except for an intricate marking on the top.
"Your Highness, this should be a mark left by the Lord. Only the bloodline he designated can activate it."
Lek Wilger pointed to the mark on the box, then stood aside, adopting the posture of a standard attendant.
Logically, Lek Wilger's behavior was suspected of invading someone's privacy, but Qin Mo understood that this was his last responsibility. The aristocratic life in the Western Continent was too "chaotic," and she herself looked so special that she aroused suspicion!
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