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"It's nothing, please come with me, Mr. Thias."

Paul nodded slightly, then turned and led him out of the corridor at a leisurely pace.

After turning a few corners, they entered a more spacious and bright main corridor. Every so often, there were tall arched windows on the right wall, and sunlight shone through the windows, making the whole corridor alternate between light and shadow.

Outside the arched windows, you can see fringe trees planted for ornamental purposes. These trees are tall and their blossoms are covered in white flowers. It is currently the flowering season, and many petals have fallen and are blown up by the breeze to land on the windowpane.

Despite being separated by a wall, Morian could still faintly smell the floral fragrance in the air with a light sniff.

"We are now in the reception area of ​​the White Rose Palace," Paul explained calmly from a short distance ahead.

"This area is mainly used to receive non-VIP visitors, and to house some advisors and mid-level attendants. It has a total of forty-seven rooms of various sizes."

As Morian walked, he looked around. The floor beneath his feet was smooth marble, but the material of the wall to his left was completely different. It was also made of stone, but the surface was rough and had textures.

"Considering your special status, we did not arrange for you to stay in the VIP living area on the north side. We hope you will understand." The old butler thought for a moment and decided to add a sentence.

"It's alright, Mr. Paul," Morian said with a nonchalant smile. "It's not a problem at all."

These are heartfelt words; he is already very satisfied to enjoy special treatment in this world.

Staying in the current room, Morian felt a sense of familiarity, and for the first time, he rediscovered the feeling of staying in a hotel before his time travel.

Paul, who was walking at the front, nodded in acknowledgment and said nothing more.

Soon the two walked straight along the corridor and came to a huge outdoor courtyard. They did not go out into the courtyard to admire the view, but instead looked out from the corridor.

Upon reaching this point, the right side no longer features walls and arched windows, but rather rows of carved stone pillars. These pillars are slender in the middle and wide at both ends, with a space between each pair of pillars allowing people to step out into the courtyard.

"This is the palace courtyard, but only one part of it," Paul began. "It's often used for sightseeing and socializing, and ordinary servants can also come here to rest."

Looking around, Morian saw several winding paths leading into the courtyard, made of smooth gravel. Long wooden benches were placed deep inside the courtyard, creating a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

"The four areas of the White Rose Palace are all connected to the central main hall area. Except for the ceremonial plaza at the main entrance, the other areas can be directly accessed by corridors to the main hall," Paul continued.

The interconnected structure... it's like a giant anthill? Morian thought to himself.

After a while, a gate nearly three meters high stood before them, with two guards in crisp uniforms standing on either side. When they saw Paul, they both bowed slightly, their movements perfectly synchronized.

In fact, there were guards like this every so often along the way, so the prevention work was quite effective.

Morian, unfazed by this, simply constructed a "map" in his mind, piecing together the areas he saw to aid his memory.

As the guards helped open the door, Paul then passed through it, and the space behind the door suddenly became vast and spacious.

Only now did they enter the true core area of ​​the White Rose Palace.

The magnificent central hall, nearly twenty meters high, makes first-time visitors acutely aware of their own insignificance, with several giant crystal chandeliers hanging from the dome.

Surprisingly, these chandeliers are made entirely of solid gold, with the bright, luminous parts made of dazzling gemstones, exuding extravagance.

"This is the central hall. Further in is the 'Kingdom Council Chamber'." Paul glanced at the bronze door on the left side of the hall. "The 'Kingdom Council Chamber' is generally not open to the public, so let's head straight to the next area."

Hearing what the other person said, Morian also turned his gaze away from the door and followed him into the east corridor.

After passing through several archways, they arrived at another courtyard on the east side, where they could still see the backs of several gardeners pruning the branches.

Unlike the previous courtyard, this one is planted with elegant white magnolia trees, their trunks encircling a central circular fountain, upon which stands a human-shaped sculpture.

"At the far east end is the VIP living room, while the south side leads to the royal family's private area and the Cabinet Chapel."

Just as Paul was making his introduction, a series of rapid footsteps came from ahead.

The explanation suddenly stopped, and Morian couldn't help but raise an eyebrow to look at him. He saw that Morian's expression was slightly serious and wary, but he quickly returned to normal.

Before the figures ahead arrived, Paul quickly composed himself, becoming respectful and reserved.

The leader was a man in his early thirties, who was a little taller than a normal adult male and had a more robust and upright physique.

The man had his blond hair meticulously combed, and his face was handsome. Although his features were deep, the contours of his face were surprisingly harsh, exuding the natural temperament and majesty unique to the powerful and wealthy.

"This is the current second prince, His Highness Raymond Everett," Paul quickly whispered, reminding Morian to be mindful of etiquette.

Behind Raymond followed a dense array of guards, but the most noteworthy was the middle-aged man in a dark gray officer's uniform, whose epaulets indicated a high rank.

The man had a resolute face, dark skin, and eyes that scanned his surroundings like those of a hawk, including Paul and Morian, who had suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

As his gaze swept over him, Morian immediately felt a series of cold, pricking sensations, as if he had been completely locked onto by the other party.

Meeting on the same road, Raymond clearly saw them as well. His gaze lingered on Paul for a moment before settling unabashedly on Morian.

Fortunately, this scrutiny did not last long.

Paul dared not be negligent and immediately stepped forward, bowing with the utmost respect:

"Good morning, Your Highness Raymond."

Morian followed suit, mimicking Paul's gesture with a bow.

He deliberately lowered his head to avoid direct eye contact with the other person.

As they approached, the procession suddenly stopped, and the second prince's questioning voice rang out:

"Butler Paul, who is this gentleman beside you?"

"Your Highness, this is a psychological consultant recently hired by His Highness Eric, who is responsible for assisting Miss Laurent in recovering her mental state."

Paul's respectful answer was impeccable, both revealing his identity and conveniently using Diana as a legitimate reason.

Psychological consultant… Raymond considered the word carefully, and the corner of his mouth seemed to twitch very slightly, whether out of sarcasm or some other emotion, it was hard to tell.