Chapter 749 - Liar
“Again?” Angor frowned. “Did someone else ask this question earlier?”
The window of the room was suddenly pushed slightly ajar by a strong wind, allowing chilliness to enter the room.
Gurman reached out a skinny arm to pick up his teacup for some warmth, but he then realized his tea had gone cold.
Angor lifted a hand and stimulated the fire elements in the room, causing everything to go warmer again.
“Thank you, good sir.” Gurman’s eyes gleamed.
“Don’t mention it. Back to our topic, was there anyone else besides me who asked you about Lucas?”
Gurman’s expression changed several times.
“You’re right. More than one individual, actually.”
Angor nodded. He knew that Lucas’ headless corpse suggested that he wasn’t executed.
“This is all you found?”
“Yes. This is as much as I can collect regarding the Age of Gold. There might be more to look at, but I’m afraid you have to find them in the Anrum Monarchy, sir.”
“Anrum Monarchy?” Angor knew this name because it was supposed to be Neet’s home, but he wasn’t sure what that place had to do with history.
“Sir, the glorious stages you heard about, including the Age of Gold, the Age of Silver, and later, the Age of Bronze, all started not from Aureum, but the Anrum Monarchy, which is the controlling country of Aureum.”
As a man from Aureum, Gurman was born to be a citizen of a dependent state. In fact, most people in Aureum disliked this unfair treatment. This was also why nobilities from the Anrum Monarchy like Neet didn’t get to enjoy privileges here.
But as a historian, Gurman fully admitted that the Anrum Monarchy was the most powerful country ever to appear at Ferran Land.
“After many wars and disasters, Anrum stayed strong as the dominator of the entire Ferran Land. Over 70% of all nations and states at Ferran are dependent, except for several tribes in the midlands. During his time, Lucas was born into a minor noble clan of Anrum. That’s where you will find more about him, sir wizard.”
Angor nodded again. He had been believing that Lucas was a citizen of Aureum. It seemed he was wrong.
“Well, I’ll not take any more of your time then.” Angor put down the files. “Similarly, I’ll keep the clues memorized. And… Professor Gurman, can I ask a favor?”
“I’m all ears, sir.”
“Can you keep my visit a secret from the others? I mean, don’t tell them I asked about Lucas today.” Angor looked at Gurman in the eyes.
Gurman felt his mind muddled for a brief moment before he answered, “I will, sir.”
Angor looked at Gurman’s forehead, where a small trace of nightmare energy was disappearing.
“Thank you very much.”