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Honestly, Lin Ruo had just seen this style of dressing not long ago; in the memories of the fourth epoch, both Solomon and Alista dressed in this manner.
Undoubtedly, this person was the descendant of Elder Pallez, Mobet Zoroast, a nobleman of the Solomon Empire from the fourth epoch.
Lin Ruo's gaze fell on Mobet's face, and as expected, he saw the flaxen hair and deep brown eyes described in the original novel.
It must be said that Mobet was quite handsome; however, his high nose bridge and thin lips combined always gave people a sense of arrogance, but perhaps this was a bonus point in some people's eyes?
Lin Ruo thought this, smiled at Mobet, and said, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Mobet. I imagine you haven't forgotten the old man, have you?"
The "old man" here naturally referred to Elder Pallez, and Lin Ruo deliberately used this nickname to further indicate his identity.
After all, if one didn't know the inside story, how could a normal person guess that the intimate descendants of the Zoroast family would refer to Pallez, a Sequence 1, with such a disrespectful term as "old man"?
"Knowing the old man, it seems you're at least not just impersonating after only knowing a name." Mobet chuckled, sizing up Lin Ruo as he spoke:
"But you shouldn't be a descendant of Zoroast. Are you the old man's latest parasitic host?"
Although his demeanor was arrogant, Mobet was clearly not an arrogant person; he had simply mastered the true teachings of the three families who liked to play dead. For instance, if Leonard had heard these words, he would probably have frozen on the spot.
Recalling the plot where Klein and others explored "Groselle's Travels," Lin Ruo chuckled inwardly and said, "Elder Pallez indeed has a parasitic host recently, but it's not me… If nothing unexpected happens, you'll be able to meet him in a moment."
"Huh? So the old man really came?" Mobet was startled for a moment. Seeing Lin Ruo's confident demeanor, he naturally could tell that the other party wasn't lying.
Mobet almost instinctively scratched his head, his expression a mix of nervousness, anticipation, and a hint of daze—in short, it was incredibly complex.
"So you guys came specifically for me? I thought the old man had forgotten about me long ago…"
After being trapped in the book world for so many years, did Mobet ever hope?
Of course, he did, after all, he was the great-grandson of Pallez Zoroast, a direct descendant of the Zoroast family, and one of the old man's close relatives.
He certainly hoped that one day, his great-grandfather would come here to save him, even though Mobet knew that the possibility was very small, but who hasn't had a wish?
However, all expectations were defeated by time. After spending over a thousand years in this book world, Mobet had long given up on such fantasies.
"Actually, he never forgot you."
Lin Ruo looked at him and said:
"After your disappearance, Elder Pallez specifically searched for you, but unfortunately found nothing."
"Ah… so that's how it is." Mobet fell silent for two seconds, then resumed his cheerful demeanor, though his gaze was a bit unfocused. "The old man must have thought I was dead before…"
Lin Ruo didn't speak again; he knew that Mobet most likely wanted to process his emotions.
After all, anyone in this situation would likely have complex feelings.
"Then what's your relationship with the old man?"
After about a minute or two, Mobet seemed to have finally calmed his somewhat complicated emotions. He looked at Lin Ruo and asked, as if changing the subject.
"I've already said it, I'm a friend of Elder Pallez," Lin Ruo said with a smile.
"Friend?" Mobet looked at Lin Ruo suspiciously, his expression clearly disbelieving.
This couldn't be blamed on him; after all, Lin Ruo looked genuinely young, at most in his early twenties. Although the appearance of a high-Sequence Beyonder didn't mean much, Mobet still found it hard to imagine the old man making such a friend, even if the other party's affinity was truly high.
Well, this also indicated one thing: Mobet had never seen a Angel of Judgment back then, otherwise, upon seeing Lin Ruo, he would have recognized him.
"Regarding this, you can ask Elder Pallez yourself once he arrives," Lin Ruo said, his smile still gentle.
"Alright then, how much longer until the old man arrives?" Mobet didn't seem inclined to dwell on this question, saying cheerily, his expression tinged with anticipation and nervousness.
"About… ten minutes?"
Lin Ruo looked towards Klein's location again and estimated.
"Mobet, William, come into the camp and wait. It's still quite cold outside for you," Giant Groselle said with a smile, his expression as honest and simple as ever.
"Let's go, it's indeed warmer inside." Mobet said amicably, it was clear that he now had a very good impression of Lin Ruo.
This was not strange; firstly, Lin Ruo's affinity was indeed high, and secondly, he brought Mobet such good news, which alone was enough to make Mobet's favorability towards him skyrocket.
"Thank you," Lin Ruo politely thanked, then followed Giant Groselle and Mobet into the cave. As for Elf Singer Siatas, she continued to guard the entrance.
Being able to accommodate Giant Groselle, the inside of the cave was naturally very spacious and well-ventilated.
Upon entering the cave, Lin Ruo immediately saw another member of the book's protagonist group by the burning bonfire.
One of them wore an extremely simple white robe, eyes closed, praying intently facing the wall. He didn't look young, with wrinkles already on his face, but not yet ancient, and his hair was a brown buzz cut.
What truly caught Lin Ruo's eye were the various old scars on his body.
Snowman, an ascetic loyal to the City of Silver Creator.
Lin Ruo said this in his heart, he sighed slightly, then turned to look at the other person. That person wore heavy, tough black full-body armor, with a gleaming black straight sword stuck beside his hand. His facial features were quite distinct, clearly a Loenese.
Lin Ruo knew who he was, Frunziar, the last member of the book's protagonist group in the original novel, besides Vice Admiral Iceberg and Klein, and also a soldier from Loen.
"Pious Snowman, he believes in the Creator of all things, the Omnipotent and Omniscient God…" Mobet enthusiastically began introducing the two people in the cave to Lin Ruo. Snowman naturally had no reaction, still praying with his eyes closed; this wasn't because he was arrogant, but purely because he was immersed in the world of faith and didn't want to bother with the outside world.
Frunziar, meanwhile, was sleeping. Mobet wanted to wake him up to welcome the newcomer, but Lin Ruo stopped him.
"It's not too late to formally introduce yourselves after Elder Pallez and the others arrive…" Lin Ruo said, then chatted quietly with Mobet while waiting. After about ten minutes of waiting, Lin Ruo, sensing something, stood up and said, "They're here."
"Really?" Mobet also jolted upright and followed Lin Ruo to the cave entrance.
At this moment, besides Elf Singer Siatas, there was naturally no one else at the cave entrance, but after waiting for twenty to thirty seconds, two figures appeared in their sight.
Lin Ruo's lips curved, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Leonard's excited voice:
"Your Excellency Lin Ruo, so you're already here!"
Lin Ruo's smile froze.
Damn, I forgot to tell Leonard about the fake name beforehand.
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