Super Righteous Player
Chapter 358 - 355 Nolan Geraint_1

Chapter 358: Chapter 355 Nolan Geraint_1

Is this Eugene Geraint?

The second brother of Tan Juan?

Annan couldn’t help but take another look at him.

But he still couldn’t see what was so different about this man.

He was so ordinary that it was frightening.

—In fact, it was a kind of demonic "ordinary".

At a glance, Annan couldn’t even remember his distinguishing features; and as soon as Annan looked away, the memory of "Eugene’s" face quickly started to blur in his mind.

"Ah, my apologies."

Eugene quickly realized something, apologized to Annan, and invited him into the palace behind him.

No particular action was seen—yet suddenly, Annan could remember what Eugene looked like.

He didn’t say much, just looked back at the courtyard and followed Eugene inside.

While the size of the Earl’s manor itself wasn’t that large, its courtyard was frighteningly expansive. Just the corridor adorned with numerous marble statues was several hundred meters long, and the diameter of the large fountain pond exceeded forty meters... It was almost like an artificial lake.

The interior structure of the Earl’s manor was even more startling to Annan—

Upon opening the backyard gate leading to the manor, what appeared before him was a long corridor, over ten meters high and wide, stretching about seventy meters in length.

And on both sides of the corridor walls, there were no tiles, only countless mirrors.

—Yes, all mirrors.

Traditional mirrors accounted for less than one-tenth of them. The rest included deep blue, red, purple, yellow mirrors, all angled differently. They were not perfectly flat, but protruded slightly to the left or right.

The size, color, and layout of these fragments looked very natural. To Annan, they felt somewhat reminiscent of the light of stained glass atop a church. But there were no images, just the reflection of multiple different shades of light.

Right above this mirror hallway hung a chandelier of pure gold, with white scented candles burning on it.

The gentle glow, refracted by the numerous glass pieces of varying reflective indices and transparency, enveloped the entire mirror hallway in a brilliant and dreamy radiance.

Here, rainbows were like mist... Visible and tangible.

Even Annan couldn’t help but be awed by this sight.

"...This is undoubtedly, true art."

Annan exclaimed in admiration, "It’s really beautiful."

Eugene just shrugged his shoulders, saying indifferently, "It’s really stunning for a first glance, but it’s quite dizzying after a while.

"Compared to this... I find your beauty to be the more shocking, Your Highness."

Eugene praised respectfully and politely, "Although I’ve heard that Your Highness Annan resembles ’Lady of the Storm’ when she was younger... seeing you for the first time is still surprising. Such an outstanding appearance...

"How could this be an imitation of my brother? His looks are much more ordinary than yours, and apart from having the same black hair and blue eyes, they’re completely different people."

"That’s why it was easily exposed, huh."

Annan joked humorously, "Those who need to be deceived can see through my disguise; I can only fool those who could be deceived by any other lie as well. This might be called the most failed disguise."

"Not at all... In fact, there aren’t many people who know Tan Juan or have seen you; it just so happened to be a coincidence."

Eugene turned back and earnestly made excuses for Annan, "For most people here, ’black hair and blue eyes’ are the defining traits of Tan Juan.

"After all, this is not the United Kingdom. In places where the spread of portraits is not widespread, one’s hair and eye color, plus at most scars and exotic outfits, are pretty much the whole of a person’s identifying features. There’s no need to look exactly like another; as long as the most important traits match, even two people with totally different heights, weights, and appearances can impersonate each other without much difficulty."

"I don’t understand all these things you’re talking about..."

Annan said with a laugh, responding modestly.

After all, he was not able to immediately take on someone else’s identity just by wearing their clothes, unlike some bald guy.

Perhaps due to Annan’s appearance, Eugene seemed to have a much higher regard for him. Throughout the journey that followed, Eugene kept making conversation with Annan—about trivial information, so Annan cooperated by talking with him.

In the midst of Annan’s incredibly realistic acting, and amidst flatteries like "Ah, that’s amazing," "There’s such a saying?" and "I see," he could visibly notice that Eugene’s fondness for him seemed to have risen further...

It didn’t take long for Annan to notice something.

Eugene gave Annan a feeling that was unlike that of his older brother and younger brother.

He lacked Ferdinand Gerant’s cunning and decisiveness akin to an old fox of the underworld, nor was he like Tan Juan Geraint, possessing a scholarly style of rigor and timidity.

If one had to say... Eugene gave Annan the impression of being closer to a "politician."

Perhaps it wasn’t that "Eugene’s fondness for himself had increased."

—Rather, it was "Eugene made Annan believe his fondness for Annan had increased."

Annan’s acting was very outstanding, and he had a considerable understanding of other people’s psychology. Precisely because of this, he could clearly perceive the genuine and joyful smile on Eugene’s face.

He conversed with Annan with a sincere heart.

In a very short time, Annan had become "friends" with him.

Yes.

As Annan increased his fondness for Eugene, he also increased Annan’s trust in him.

—This was a talent for conveniently connecting with others and gaining their trust and favor.

The old Crow’s three sons really were each so talented...

Annan couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

After walking through the mirrored corridor, the surroundings began to return to normal. Of course, this normality was only relative—The luxurious decorations on the level of the Palace of Versailles made Annan wonder if this Earl’s mansion was part of Noah’s royal palace...

Even the Noah’s palace Annan saw in his nightmares didn’t have decorations as artistic as this Earl’s mansion.

Decorations more luxurious than the royal palace...

What’s the situation with your family?

"Where are we going?"

Annan asked.

Eugene immediately answered, "To meet my father.

"He specifically asked to see you."

"Lord Geraint..."

Annan murmured.

About to meet the Sage, the wise man secretly controlling all the secrets of a kingdom, Annan felt not a trace of cowardice or hesitation.

"You can also call me ’old Crow’ like they do, Your Highness."

The Gentle voice came from beside Annan.

An ordinary-looking old man with an average build and a common voice cheerfully said, "I actually quite like that nickname."

...When did he?!

"Hello, Lord Geraint."

Annan raised an eyebrow, politely bowed to the old man: "I am Annan Winter."

"Nolan Geraint."

The old man extended his hand to shake Annan’s, giving it two light shakes.

Annan felt the hot temperature and steady strength in the old man’s palm, realizing this elder was far stronger and younger than he appeared.

He hadn’t even noticed when the old Crow had approached him...

If Mr. Nolan had wanted to assassinate him, he probably would have been in grave danger by now.

Is this the skill level of a kingdom’s top stealth expert?

But when Annan looked at the old man’s face, he paused for a moment.

Because he had seen this old man’s face before.

—This was exactly the "kind-hearted local senior" who had passed by and given him a newspaper with delicious storm goose!