radiothebook Chapter 493 The Uncrowned Castle
Chapter 493 The Uncrowned Castle
Chapter 493 The Uncrowned Castle
The marble floor had long since discolored and was covered in cracks.
However, its sturdiness is beyond question.
And with its beautiful and soft carpets covering the walls, no one cares about how old the building is.
Leo's attention, however, was drawn to the pendants and paintings on the walls on either side.
The murals on the roof are equally eye-catching.
They seem to be describing events in the torrent of time, solemn, majestic, yet simple.
By the way, the word "icy" cannot be omitted.
Leo couldn't feel the emotions in those paintings, as if the painter was just an indifferent artist.
Perhaps that's why Leo likes these things.
The waiter who led the way walked to the front.
He was dressed in black, with a distinctive high collar.
The slightly tilted, soft, wide-brimmed hat gives her an elegant look, making it immediately clear that she works in secretarial work.
Leo had been to many places before, and had occasionally visited a few noble castles.
However, there is none more magnificent than this one.
The architectural style of Lieyang City is already quite unique.
Looking at the whole world, it is perhaps unique.
But this castle gave Leo even more to be impressed by.
There aren't many courtyards here.
The entire castle is a single, unified structure.
One corridor leads to another, one house to another.
Occasionally, one can catch a glimpse of the castle's enormous courtyard, with its robust and lush torch trees adorning the magnificent garden beneath.
Soldiers clad in gold and silver armor, wielding exquisite yet simple longswords, stood at the four corners of the garden.
The blue tulips, with their fragrance, heal anyone who passes by.
Meanwhile, stone statues of women with their fingers intertwined appear in various corners of the castle.
Good heavens, if you say this place is more magnificent than the king's castle, Leo would believe you.
Perhaps this place is even more magnificent than Platinum Castle!
No! This was once the king's residence.
The Scarlet Prince! A man who died young, yet left an indelible mark on history.
Leo passed through countless houses and finally arrived at the Holy City Lord's study.
The man sitting behind the huge desk was the same one Leo had met in the arena.
This man is John Justinian, the Holy Lord of Sun City.
Behind John hung dozens of portraits, the one in the very center being the largest.
Judging from the aging of the frame, it should be the oldest.
John seemed to notice Leo's gaze and turned around to look in the direction Leo was looking.
Then he turned back and smiled at Leo: "This is the Crimson Prince, Ferdinand Justinian."
Leo was taken aback; he hadn't expected this noble man to respond to his curiosity. He then nodded.
John continued, "The Justinian family was once royalty, with even more ancient ancestors, but for Sunfire City, the Crimson Prince was its first master. As the heir to this sacred city, I regard this famous Justinian as our ancestor."
Leo nodded, then curtsied: "Thank you for your explanation, Your Excellency, Lord of the Holy City, hahaha—"
However, Leo couldn't help but laugh.
John smiled. "You seem quite interested in this topic. No wonder, you must have seen the grandeur of the Uncrowned Castle when you came in. Ferdinand was only a prince when he was granted this land. But even after he received the crown, he never brought it back to Sun City, so it named this place the Uncrowned Castle."
"But it is indeed as magnificent as a king's residence."
“It is far more magnificent,” John scoffed. “Have you ever been to Platinum Castle? Ha! It’s a pathetic place! Sinclair was just a bunch of opportunistic thieves; he lacked the regal bearing of the Justinian family. My Sun City remains, to this day, the most magnificent city in the world!”
"Its style is indeed unique," Leo echoed the other person's words.
"It wasn't originally what it is today, but even after Ferdinand became king, he continued to invest in building up his birthplace. His brother, and the successors to the throne for generations, also continued to invest in Sun City. During this time, countless religions clashed and merged in this area. Ha, back then, the Lord was just a non-mainstream deity! Anyway, it was this atmosphere that created the unique style of this place."
"That's quite rare," Leo shrugged. "After all, you were just collateral relatives to the later kings."
"That's true, so the funding from the royal city didn't last long, and afterwards, the Uncrowned Castle had to rely on the Sun City's own finances for development. But our family has never had any issues with funding. However, we have a clear conscience regarding the royal city's support; is it something they owe us?"
"They stole the throne?" Leo asked tentatively.
"Steal?" John sneered. "They weren't capable! They were cowards who couldn't even handle Sinclair. And we gave it to them! It was the Scarlet Prince's dying wish."
Leo nodded, but seemed somewhat confused.
Why would John tell this to a stranger?
Could it be that he wanted to use Leo's words to promote the greatness of this family?
A businessman can only make his voice heard as far as his tongue can reach, but a great writer can transcend not only geographical boundaries but also time.
Leo bowed and said, "My lord, I am foolish and ignorant, please enlighten me."
"I just want to tell you that rumors and records are not all true. Some sacrifices and acts of protection are being passed down silently. And the reason I am patiently telling you these things is because they are related to what I was asked to do for me."
Leo, of course, hadn't forgotten that he was being watched by John.
Right now, he has no way of leaving Lieyang City.
Of course, you can't blame Shirley for reaching an agreement with John; otherwise, Leo would still be struggling in the arena right now.
Leo nodded: "What is it?"
John smiled, and his blond hair and upright posture made him look extremely handsome.
Even a woman meeting him for the first time would probably be willing to sleep with him just by seeing his face.
He waved for Leo to follow.
The two walked to a sofa, and John sat down.
He then gestured for Leo to sit down next to him.
Even when he sat down, Leo didn't dare lean against the cushion.
Because Leo saw that his machine gun was now sitting right in the center of the coffee table.
John bent down, picked up the brass weapon, and examined it closely.
"Last time in the arena, I truly witnessed the power of this weapon; it could kill even monsters with a single blow. Yet it is so small, like a femme fatale, often making people overlook its ferocity."
"It's just a shell; the power comes from elsewhere."
"I know,"
John narrowed his eyes as he looked at Leo, which inexplicably made Leo break out in a cold sweat. "It's spices!"
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