The Rarity of Knowledge

The full moon hung high, its silvery light cascading down like a waterfall, bathing the black fortress ahead—dozens of meters tall and standing on the earth like a silent giant—in a layer of shimmering light.

Thump, thump, thump.

After several hours of travel, a luxurious carriage, escorted by several mounted guards, arrived at the heart of the Black Wolf Territory: Black Wolf Castle.

The guards on night duty on the castle walls showed expressions of shock upon seeing this.

Because, by the moonlight, they could clearly see that the driver of the carriage was none other than their great and aloof lord, the "Wailing Wolf" Karen Hughes.

For a moment, the guards thought they were hallucinating, until they confirmed the fact with each other.

Then their hearts were even more shaken.

Just how noble was the guest in that carriage, that their lord would willingly act as a coachman?

A count, a marquis, a duke, or even the most supreme royalty of the Sossia Kingdom! Thinking of this, the guards dared not delay and quickly opened the city gate without Karen even speaking.

With a heavy creak, the castle gate slowly opened, and the chains of the drawbridge slowly turned, the bridge plank landing steadily on the opposite bank of the moat.

"Your Highness, we have arrived at my castle."

Karen turned his head and called out to the carriage behind him.

After a moment, a female voice came from the carriage: "Viscount Hughes, my master is asleep. As a servant, I dare not disturb my master's sweet dreams. Could you please send a few maids to carry my master into the room?"

That Your Highness can sleep soundly in my carriage... Hearing this, a trace of pride rose in Karen's heart.

After all, this was the best proof of his driving skills, and he had not violated his knightly promise—not a single bump.

"Miss Anlìyà, no need for maids, let me do it."

"I am very experienced in controlling my strength. If I carry Your Highness, I can ensure that Your Highness's sweet dreams will not be disturbed."

Karen said in a deep voice.

As a Knight of the Morning Star class, his strength was enough to easily bend steel, but in daily life, he could steadily pick up a teacup and embrace his wife. His control over his strength had already reached a superb level.

"Trouble you, Viscount Hughes."

After a moment of silence, a hesitant voice came from the carriage.

Karen entered the carriage, and after a moment, he carried the sleeping Xian into the castle. After settling Your Highness and his servants, Karen hurried to his bedroom.

He had to immediately discuss with his wife, Danielle, how to deal with and entertain this noble prince from the East Continent.

The next day.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning quietly sprinkled into the castle room through the tall arched windows, casting slender bands of light on the carpet.

Feeling the warmth on his face, Xian slowly opened his eyes.

"This is really the most comfortable sleep I've had since transmigrating!"

He stretched contentedly, then looked around.

He was currently in an extremely spacious room, the floor covered with various carpets, the edges of the carpets slightly curled up, revealing the cold stone floor below, forming a warm contrast.

The walls were carved with exquisite murals, and on each side of the bed was a bronze candlestick, below which was a lifelike wolf head with its mouth open.

The room was filled with a faint woody fragrance, mixed with the coolness of the morning, making one feel particularly refreshed.

"This one room is almost as big as ten of my university's six-person dorm rooms," Xian exclaimed.

He glanced at the layers of bedding beneath him, the touch as smooth as flowing water, and somewhat understood why he had slept so well last night.

Although feudalism is utterly evil, it really does corrupt people.

"It seems someone carried me to the room last night, was it Anlìyà? It really was hard on her..."

Xian thought to himself as he got out of bed and put on the pajamas that were folded and placed on the bedside table.

After putting on his pajamas, he opened the door and walked out.

Someone was already waiting outside in the hallway.

It was an old man wearing a black tailcoat, his collar and cuffs embroidered with delicate silver patterns, appearing dignified and elegant.

His silver hair was combed meticulously, and his face was covered with wrinkles, yet exuded a sense of composure and majesty.

Behind him were two maids dressed in black and white maid outfits, their hair neatly tied behind their heads, revealing smooth foreheads and young, pretty faces.

"Your Honorable Highness Mingyu Xia, I am Xiao En, the butler of Black Wolf Castle, here to await you on my master's orders, may you have a wonderful morning."

Old Xiao En placed his right hand on his left shoulder and bowed slightly, while the two maids behind him neatly folded their hands and bowed down.

"Where are my servants and maids?"

Xian looked at the empty hallway and frowned slightly.

In a completely new and unfamiliar environment, his first reaction was to find someone he knew.

"Your Highness, they have been arranged to stay in the rooms below this floor. Perhaps they were tired from the journey last night, they are still in dreamland. Do you need me to summon them for you?"

Old Xiao En said calmly, his voice steady and clear.

"No need," Xian shook his head.

Knowing they were here was enough, there was no need to disturb them. He wasn't some black-hearted boss who deprived employees of sleep.

"Your Highness, my master Viscount Hughes has asked me to inform you that he will be hosting a family dinner tonight at sunset to entertain you. Besides you, the only attendees will be my master and his most cherished family members."

"In addition, the master has notified all the servants of Black Wolf Castle that they must not disobey any of your orders, and must treat you with ten times the respect they show him. Do you have any instructions, Your Highness?"

Old Xiao En said respectfully.

"...Butler, can you take me to the castle's library?"

After a moment of silence, Xian stated his main purpose for staying at the castle.

"My pleasure, Your Highness," Xiao En replied without the slightest hesitation.

"Your Highness, this is the library of Black Wolf Castle. It was built a century ago by the first Viscount Hughes, and subsequently expanded by successive Viscounts Hughes. It is one of the Hughes Family's most precious treasures."

Old Xiao En stood in front of a closed oak door, slowly narrating.

Xian nodded slightly, a hint of anticipation flashing in his dark eyes.

"Your Highness, I do not have the qualifications to enter here, so please open the door and enter yourself. I will leave immediately."

Old Xiao En bowed slightly and quickly left.

Even the old butler who has worked in the castle for decades isn't qualified to enter the library? Watching the butler's departing figure, Xian looked momentarily stunned.

He realized how severe the ruling class's control over knowledge was in this world.

"If it weren't for the Status Blessing of fourteen hundred million on my head, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the qualification to step into this place even if I struggled my whole life in this world."

Xian couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Immediately afterward, he no longer hesitated, raised his hand to push open the oak door, and walked in... The second female character is about to appear, requesting monthly tickets Thanks(ω)