Chapter 355: Nolan Geraint
Is he Eugene Geraint?
Don Juanâs second brother?
Annan couldnât help but glance at the man one more time.
But he still couldnât see what was different about this man.
He was just plain in a scary way.
In fact, he was so âordinaryâ that it was almost magical.
Annan glanced over and couldnât even remember any special features. After Annan looked away, he felt that the face of âEugeneâ in his memory quickly became blurred.
â
Ah
, sorry.â Eugene quickly realized something, apologized to Annan, and invited him to the palace behind him.
It didnât seem like Eugene did anything but Annan suddenly remembered what Eugene looked like.
He didnât say much, just glanced back at the courtyard and followed Eugene into the house.
Although the countâs mansion was not massive, the courtyard was terrifyingly large. The promenade with many marble statues spanned hundreds of meters long, and the diameter of the fountain was more than forty meters. It felt almost like an artificial lake.
The internal structure of the countâs mansion surprised Annan even more.
Pushing open the gate leading to the mansion in the backyard, what entered Annanâs eyes was a long corridor more than 10 meters high, 10 meters wide, and about 70 meters long.
It wasnât the tiles that filled up the walls on both sides of this corridor but mirrors.
Less than 1â10 of the wall was occupied by the standard mirror. Otherwise, the mirror would be in different colors, including dark blue, red, purple, and yellow, all of which at different angles. It wasnât a flat surface, but there were some protrusions here and there.
The size, color, and layout of these âsurfacesâ looked natural. At first glance, Annan found them to resemble the colored stained glass of a church. However, the glasses didnât form any image but merely the refraction of light that sent out multiple colors of light.
There was a pure gold chandelier just above the gallery of mirrors with lighted white incense candles installed on it.
The gentle light was refracted by countless glass pieces with different reflectivity and transparency, giving the mirrored corridor a brilliant and dreamy brilliance.
The rainbow here was like a fog. It was visible and reachable.
Even Annan couldnât help but be in awe when he saw this scene.
âWithout a doubt, this is truly an art.â Annan exclaimed, âItâs so beautiful.â
Eugene just shrugged and said indifferently, âYes, itâs indeed quite shocking at the first encounter. You may feel dizzy after watching it for a long time.
âCompared to this, I think your beauty shocked me further, Your Highness.â
Eugene respectfully and politely praised, âAlthough I have heard that Your Highness Annan and Her Excellency âthe Daughter of the Stormâ looked the same during childhood. I was still surprised when I first saw youâwhat an outstanding appearance.
âHow on earth do you imitate my younger brother? His appearance is much more ordinary than yours. Except for the same black hair and blue eyes, you both are two different people.â
âSo itâs easy to reveal my flaws.â Annan commented jokingly, âThose I want to deceive can see through my disguise; I can only deceive those who âtell another lie and still be deceivedâ. What can I say? This is the worst disguise ever.â
âNot really. In fact, not many people know Don Juan or have seen you. Itâs just a coincidence.â Eugene turned around and explained to Annan seriously, âFor most people, black hair and blue eyes are the unique characteristics of Don Juan.
âAfter all, this is not the United Kingdom. In places where the portrait isnât populated much, hair color and eye color, plus scars and fancy clothes, are all the characteristics to recognize a person. There is no need to be the same as others, as long as you have gone through the important traits. Even if two people have different heights, weights, and appearances, it is not too difficult to disguise as another person.â
â
Oh
, those arenât really my expertise, unfortunately.â Annan smiled and replied humbly.
After all, he wasnât the bald head who could disguise as anyone after swapping clothes. [TN: Hitman reference.]
It appeared as if Annanâs looks had greatly improved his rapport with Eugene. Eugene had been chatting with Annan leisurely for the rest of the journey. It was a casual chat, so Annan was also cooperative in talking to Eugene.
Annanâs incomparable acting skills and the flattering replies of â
Ah, itâs amazing
â and â
Is there such a saying?
â made his rapport points build up even further with Eugene.
Then, Annan quickly noticed something.
Eugene gave Annan a different feeling than the other Geraint brothers.
Eugene didnât have the cunning and decisiveness of Ferdinand Geraint nor the academic rigor and timidity of Don Juan Geraint.
Instead, he gave off the vibe of a âpoliticianâ to Annan.
There could be a possibility that Annan wasnât building a good rapport with Eugene, but Eugene made him think that their relationship had improved.
Annanâs acting skills were outstanding, and he had a considerable understanding of the minds of others. Still, he felt that the smile on Eugeneâs face was indeed sincere and happy.
Annan felt that Eugene spoke to him with sincerity and from the bottom of his heart.
In a short time, Annan became âfriendsâ with Eugene.
As Annan improved his rapport with Eugene, Eugene also made himself appear more trustable to Annan.
In other words, Eugene seemed to have ways to connect with others easily, gain their trust, and build a good rapport.
These three sons of Old Crow seemed talented.
Annan couldnât help but be in awe.
After walking through the corridor filled with glasses, the surroundings became normal. Of course, this normal was more of a relative interpretation. The luxurious decoration at the caliber of the Palace of Versailles [1] made Annan wonder if the countâs mansion was part of Noahâs palace.
Even Noahâs palace, which Annan saw in his nightmare, was far less artistic than the countâs mansion.
The place was more ornately decorated than the palace.
What is the situation with your residence?
âWhere are we going?â Annan asked.
Eugene answered at once, âTo see my father. He is expecting you personally.â
âMaster GeraintâŠâ Annan muttered.
Annan showed no signs of timidity nor hesitation after being about to meet the wise man who secretly controlled all the secrets of a kingdom.
âYou can also call me âOld Crowâ like them, Your Highness.â A gentle voice came from Annanâs side.
An old man with an ordinary face, figure, and voice said happily, âI actually like this title.â
When did he arrive?!
Annan was caught in surprise.
âGreetings, Lord Geraint.â Annan raised his brows and politely greeted the old man, âIâm Annan·Austere-Winter.â
âNolan Geraint.â The old man reached out and shook hands with Annan.
Annan felt the warm and steady grip from the old manâs palm, realizing that this old man was far more robust and vigorous than he seemed.
He didnât even notice when the Old Crow approached him.
If Nolan wanted to assassinate him, he would be dead by now.
Is this the capability of the kingdomâs top agent?
But when Annan looked at the old manâs face, he was startled.
He had seen the old manâs face before.
It was the âpassionate local old man passing byâ who gave Delicious Wind Goose a newspaper that day!
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