The soldier heard the words, and his gaze shifted slightly.
A knight, wearing a silver helmet and a blood-red cloak, tall and imposing, stepped out slowly.
His black armor emitted a cold gleam, and under the setting sun, he approached Lear, looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Where is the Blue Crystal Grass?"
"Are these, the saplings in your hand?"
His task was to eliminate all hidden dangers, and this fellow holding saplings smeared with mud did not look like a nobleman.
Letting a commoner intrude into the manor was simply laughable.
Rose Manor was the residence of the Highness!
Lear's tone was calm.
"Sir, these saplings are not Blue Crystal Grass. I know where the Crystal Grass is."
The burly knight raised an eyebrow.
"So you mean... you don't have Blue Crystal Grass?"
His gaze suddenly became very dangerous.
Lear looked into the other's eyes and spoke slowly.
"No one would risk losing their life to deceive the Highness at Rose Manor."
The other party did not comment.
Lear advised patiently.
"Whether there is Blue Crystal Grass or not can be seen at a glance, it's impossible to deceive."
"Sir, your diligence is admirable, you just need to pass the message to the Highness, and it will ease her worries. The Highness will make the decision, for she has her reasons."
"If there are any mistakes, they are mine to bear, Sir would only gain the reputation of wanting to ease concerns but not finding the right method. Perhaps the Highness would still have regard for you."
As these words were spoken, the knight with the golden helmet's gaze shifted slightly, his expression softened, as he was just about to speak.
Neigh~ The sound of horse whinnies came.
Lear turned his head subconsciously to look.
Seven pure white unicorns pulled a flower carriage entwined with blooming roses, slowly coming from the corner of the street.
The wheels pressed onto the bluestone street, creating a crisp sound.
Wherever it passed, the plants on both sides of the street seemed to bloom like spring, instantly standing with lush branches and leaves, visibly becoming vibrant and lush.
The roses on the walls swayed without wind, as if coming alive, cheering and rejoicing.
Even the air was filled with a unique fragrance.
This scene was like the Goddess of Sprouting driving a divine chariot approaching...
Neigh~
The seven pure white horses slowly stopped in front of the manor gate, driven by a golden-haired maiden, wearing a luxurious deep blue gown, absolutely beautiful with remarkable grace.
Even some top noble young ladies were just like this.
But such a peerless beauty was merely a carriage maid... She got down from the carriage and slowly opened the door of the rear compartment.
In the next moment, a delicate tall figure slowly stepped down from the carriage.
Her skin was as white as jade, tender like a child of three to five years, her face exquisite and flawless, as if crafted by divine spirits using immaculate jade, worthy of being described as perfect.
Her blue eyes were as brilliant and profound as gems, exuding a captivating glow, even a distant glance would engross a mortal.
Her long brown hair floated lightly in mid-air as if losing gravity.
Her shapely figure was dressed in a pure black robe, embossed with a dark pattern of roses, luxurious, noble, and elegant.
Her every move exuded endless mystery and elegance.
Firina Lorand.
The eldest daughter of the Lorand Clan, the true Princess of Lorand City, a magic prodigy who ascended to become a Level 16 Grand Mage at the age of 24.
The favored daughter of destiny, the jewel of Lorand City, the flower of the Northern Province!
The guarding soldiers all raised their right hands to their chests, bowing their heads in the most humble posture.
As if looking even one more time would desecrate this noble and pure princess.
In Noel World, there were two main paths of the extraordinary—Knight and Mage.
By condensing the Seed of Life, one could become a Knight, continuously strengthening their body, stepping into the extraordinary.
This path was subdivided into professions like Warrior, Swordsman, Thief, etc.
Whereas by condensing the Seed of Magic, one could control magic power and become a Mage.
The ranking of Mages was divided into Mage Apprentice, Initial Tier Mage, Middle Tier Mage, High Tier Mage, Upper Position Mage, Grand Mage, and the more powerful Crown Mage and top-level Extraordinary Mage.
Each tier was divided into 3 levels, hence Noel World had clear level distinctions.
Levels 1 to 3 were Mage Apprentices, 4 to 6 were Initial Tier Mages, 7 to 9 Middle Tier Mages, 10 to 12 High Tier Mages. 13 to 15 Upper Position Mages, 16 to 18 Grand Mages, 19 to 21 Crown Mages.
Level 22 and above were the top entities of this world... Extraordinary Mages!
Upon first awakening the Seed of Magic, one could become a Level 1 Mage Apprentice, and as the magic power grew, they could ascend to Level 2, Level 3.
Upon reaching Level 3, a breakthrough was required to advance to become an Initial Tier Mage.
Every 3 levels represented a threshold.
And so on.
The endpoint for the vast majority of mages was the middle tier mages of levels 7 to 9. Those who reached levels 10 to 12 as high tier mages could enter the Royal Academy of the Griffin Empire as professors or join the Mage Legion as leaders.
A Grand Mage, however, could already wield powerful tier-four war magic. Given enough preparation time, they could destroy half a city directly!
This was a strategic force.
At this moment, the Princess of Lorand City was a level 16 Grand Mage!
More importantly, Firina Lorand was only 24 years old!
She was the youngest magic genius recorded in the history of the Griffin Empire!
Her future as an extraordinary mage was almost unquestionable!
An extraordinary mage, in the vast Griffin Empire ruling domains of hundreds of millions, was but a select few!
It was imaginable how dazzling and mesmerizing such a figure was.
This flower of the Northern Province not only enjoyed great fame in Lorand City and the Northern Province, but also wielded immense influence throughout the Empire.
This was a presence that even without the title of the Eldest Princess of Lorand City, could still command the Empire's respect and admiration.
After stepping out of the carriage, Firina Lorand seemed to sense something and looked toward where Lear was.
Her eyes lingered for a moment on the mud-covered sapling.
This was... a Magma Fruit sapling?
This seedling of a magic plant was indeed rare.
The burly knight noticed her gaze in this direction and immediately became excited, his eyes full of warmth as he clutched his chest and bowed again.
"Welcome, Your Highness!"
Lear watched as the other became so excited that his hands trembled slightly, narrowing his eyes.
He also knew that this flower of the Northern Province was akin to a saintess in Lorand City.
Viewed by everyone as a divine maiden.
However, there was still some reflection... was it really necessary, brother?
He looked at the other calmly, ceremoniously placing his right hand on his shoulder and nodding slightly.
He performed a noble's greeting.
"Greetings, Your Highness."
This action drew Firina's gaze from the sapling to him.
Her eyes showed a hint of amusement.
"I heard the air echoing your conversation... do you know where the Blue Crystal Grass is located?"
The air echoed the conversation?
Lear deeply felt the differences of the extraordinary world.
With this, wouldn't solving crimes and catching adultery be as easy as pie?
Of course, it's best not to listen in at hotels...
Looking directly into her brilliant blue eyes, he said slowly.
"I happened to know the whereabouts of the Blue Crystal Grass and heard that Your Highness was offering a high reward..."
Firina paused, her expression somewhat peculiar.
"You're... here for the reward?"
Lear naturally nodded.
"Your Highness, I have already inherited my family's title and will soon become a pioneer lord in a few days..."
Before he finished, Firina already understood.
"I need to brew a special magic potion, and the Blue Crystal Grass is exactly what I need."
"It's invaluable to me..."
"What do you want me to exchange for it?"
This Highness... she must not have done business before, she's quite straightforward.
Lear said in a deep voice.
Firina looked into those calm, pitch-black eyes, free of any hesitation or fear.
Then she glanced at the patches on his clothes, showing a hint of interest.
"It seems, Sir, that you are also a person of determination with your own ideas."
"Could you first tell me where the Blue Crystal Grass is located? After retrieving it, I will surely give you a reward satisfactory to you."
Lear was unequivocal too.
"It's located 200 kilometers northwest of Lorand City, in a valley where lilies bloom."
The value of information lies in its monetization, and selling the information to those who need it brings higher value.
Seeing Lear being so straightforward, Firina was somewhat surprised. Her jewel-like eyes gazed at him with curiosity.
"Aren't you afraid I might default?"
"After all, I am the Princess of Lorand City in your terms. If I defaulted, no one would believe your accusation..."
Lear looked directly into her eyes, glanced at the intelligence panel, and saw the glittering 6-star intelligence, he said calmly.
"Not afraid."
The cost of defaulting, perhaps you... cannot afford it.