"Is this potion any different from the one usually used to make mummies?" the young guard asked as he looked at Princess Yamalana.
Mummies were an indispensable part of ancient Egyptian civilization, and almost everyone knew of them—but when it came to the process of making mummies, it was not something ordinary people could master. Otherwise, the number of mummies passed down to the modern era would not have been so scarce.
Princess Yamalana seemed surprised that the young guard was actually interested in the potion itself. After thinking for a moment, she said, "This Formalin potion was obtained through special channels. I later brought it back here, then had the scholars here study it with me. It took quite some time before we found substitute ingredients and successfully prepared it."
"Special channels... Somewhere outside the desert?" the young guard asked at once.
Princess Yamalana replied, "Those channels aren't available to ordinary people. Even if you knew about them, it would be useless to you."
The young guard merely nodded, seemingly with no intention of asking further. His attitude of knowing when to stop made Princess Yamalana's beautiful eyes curve slightly. She suddenly understood why being around this fellow felt so comfortable.
Because he was merely curious and had no ulterior motives... He had not the slightest ulterior motive toward her. Princess Yamalana found it difficult to imagine why someone like him had become a guard in the royal palace. Perhaps he would have been better suited to the path of a scholar.
"Ibn, are you interested in studying?" Princess Yamalana asked, her eyes suddenly shining.
"Studying?" The young guard smiled. "I quite like studying."
Princess Yamalana pressed on. She spread her arms, her expression carrying a trace of the fervor of some mustached leader. "Ibn, you're still young, and