To be honest, Lin Ruo had only seen this style of clothing not long ago. In the memories of the Fourth Age, both Solomon and Alistar were dressed in these styles.
There is no doubt that this person is the descendant of Mr. Pales, Mobet Zoroaster, a nobleman of the Solomon Empire in the Fourth Age.
Lin Ruo's eyes fell on Mobet's face, and as expected, he saw flaxen hair and dark brown eyes as described in the original work.
I have to say that Mobet looks pretty good, but the combination of his tall nose and thin lips always gives people a sense of arrogance, but in the eyes of some people, this may be a plus point?
Lin Ruo thought so, smiled at Mobet, and said: "This is our first meeting, Mr. Mobet, I think you haven't forgotten the old man yet!"
The old man here naturally refers to Mr. Pales, and Lin Ruo deliberately used this nickname to further identify himself.
After all, if they didn't know the inside story, how could a normal person guess that the close descendants of the Zoroastrian family would call Pales, a Sequence 1 man, an old man, which is not really a respectful title.
"I know, old man. It seems that at least you didn't just know a name and came here to pretend to be." Mobet chuckled. He also looked at Lin Ruo and said:
"But you shouldn't be a descendant of Zoroastrian. Are you the old man's latest parasite?"
Although he has an arrogant temperament, Mobet is obviously not an arrogant person. He is just a true heir of the Gou San family. If Leonard heard these words, he would probably freeze on the spot.
Recalling the plot of Klein and others exploring "Grossell's Travels", Lin Ruo smiled from the bottom of his heart and said: "Mr. Palles did have a parasitic target recently, but it was not me... If nothing else happens,
, you can see him in a while."
"Huh? So the old man is really here?" Mobet was stunned for a moment. Looking at Lin Ruo's determined look, he could naturally tell that the other party was not lying.
Mobet scratched his head almost subconsciously. His expression was nervous, a little expectant, and a little dazed. All in all, it was very complicated.
"So you came to see me specifically? I thought the old man had forgotten me long ago..."
After being trapped in the book world for so many years, has Mobet ever looked forward to it?
Of course I had expected it. After all, he was the great-grandson of Pales Zoroaster, a direct descendant of the Zoroaster family, and one of the descendants close to the old man.
Of course he expected that one day his great-grandfather would come here to save him. Even Mobet knew that the possibility was very slim, but who didn't have that wish?
But no matter how much expectation he had, he was defeated by time. After spending thousands of years in the world in this book, Mobet had long given up on this fantasy.
"In fact, He never forgets you."
Lin Ruo looked at him and said:
"After you disappeared, Mr. Pales specifically looked for you, but unfortunately found nothing."
"Ah...that's it." Mobet was silent for two seconds, then returned to smiling, but his eyes were a little wandering, "The old man must have thought I was dead before..."
Lin Ruo didn't speak again, knowing that Mobet most likely wanted to calm down his mood.
After all, it is most likely that individuals will have complicated emotions in this situation.
"Then what's your relationship with the old man?"
After about a minute or two, Mobet had probably calmed down his slightly complicated mood. He looked at Lin Ruo and asked, changing the subject.
"I have already said that I am a friend of Mr. Pales." Lin Ruo said with a smile.
"Friend?" Mobet glanced at Lin Ruo suspiciously, his expression clearly showing disbelief.
This can't be blamed on him. After all, Lin Ruo looks really tender. He could be in his early twenties at most. Although the appearance of a high-sequence Beyonder can't explain anything, Mobet still has a hard time imagining that the old man would make such a friend.
, even if the affinity of the other party is really high.
Well, this also shows that Mobet had never seen the Judgment Angel back then. For example, after seeing Lin Ruo, he should have recognized it.
"About this, you can wait until Mr. Pales comes and ask him in person." Lin Ruo said with still a gentle smile.
"Okay, how long does it take for the old man to arrive?" Mobet didn't seem to want to worry too much about this issue, and said with a smile, with a bit of expectation and nervousness in his expression.
"About...ten minutes?"
Lin Ruo looked at Klein's location again and estimated.
"Mobert, William, go into the camp and wait. It's still relatively cold for you outside." Giant Grossel said with a smile at this time, his smile as honest as ever.
"Let's go, it's really warm inside." Mobet said in a friendly manner. It was obvious that he now had a very good impression of Lin Ruo.
This is not surprising. Firstly, Lin Ruo's affinity is indeed high. Secondly, he brought such good news to Mobet, which in itself was enough to increase Mobet's favorability towards him.
"Thank you." Lin Ruo thanked him politely and followed the giant Grosel and Mobet into the cave. As for the elf singer Xiatasi, she continued to guard the entrance of the cave.
Being able to accommodate the giant Grossel, the interior of the cave is naturally very spacious and very ventilated.
Lin Ruo took a quick look after entering the cave and saw another member of the protagonist group in the book next to the burning bonfire.
One of them was wearing an extremely simple white robe, with his eyes closed, facing the wall and praying attentively. He looked not too young, and even had wrinkles on his face, but he was not too old, and his hair was brown.
Inch hair.
What really caught Lin Ruo's attention was probably the various old scars on his body.
Snowman, an ascetic who is loyal to the Creator of Silver City.
Lin Ruo said this in his heart. He sighed slightly and turned to look at another person. That person was wearing heavy and tough black full-body armor. He had a black straight sword with a cold light in his hand. His facial features were quite deep and very sharp.
He is obviously a Loen man.
Lin Ruo knew who he was, Long Zell. In the original book, the last person in the protagonist group besides Lieutenant General Bingshan and Klein, he was also a soldier from Loen.
"The pious ascetic monk Snowman, he believes in the Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God..." Mobet enthusiastically began to introduce the two people in his cave to Lin Ruo. Snowman among them naturally had no reaction and remained closed.
He prayed that this was not because he was arrogant, but simply because he was immersed in the world of faith and didn't want to interact with the outside world.
Long Zell was sleeping, and Mobet wanted to wake him up to welcome the newcomers, but was stopped by Lin Ruo.
"It won't be too late to get to know Mr. Pales and the others formally..." Lin Ruo said, and then he chatted quietly with Mobet while waiting. After waiting like this for about ten minutes, he sensed something.
Lin Ruo stood up and said, "They are here."
"Really?" Mobet stood up in excitement and followed Lin Ruo to the entrance of the cave.
At this moment, there was naturally no one else at the entrance of the cave except the elf singer Xiatasi, but after waiting for twenty or thirty seconds, two figures appeared in the sight of several people.
Lin Ruo curled her lips and was about to speak when she heard Leonard's excited voice:
"Your Excellency Lin Ruo, it turns out you are already here!"
Lin Ruo's smile froze.
Fuck, I forgot to tell Leonard about the pseudonym in advance.