Marquis Walton's residence was not as large as one might imagine, nor was it lavishly decorated, but it carried an unmistakable sense of age.
Qin Ran knew nothing about appraising antiques, much less antiques from a dungeon world, but his powerful spirit and perception allowed him to keenly detect the traces of time.
The stone statue before him was one such example.
A life-size shield bearer.
"This is my favorite statue."
"It's the symbol of our family, and one of our treasures. According to legend, Aetandin I commissioned it, and Aitandin II later bestowed it upon our family."
As he introduced the statue in the courtyard just inside the gates, Kuhl Walton's face brimmed with pride.
"It's very fine."
Qin Ran nodded.
He was not merely being agreeable.
Most of the time, Qin Ran was not someone who liked to agree just for the sake of it, unless it was necessary.
And now?
There was no need.
Qin Ran was simply judging the craftsmanship and what the statue represented.
The craftsmanship spoke for itself. If even a layman like Qin Ran found it lifelike, it was naturally the work of a master.
As for its symbolism?
One only had to look at Marquis Walton's actions.
Amid the opposition of most nobles, the marquis had stepped forward to stand before Aetandin VI. Was he not the king's most loyal defender, just like this shield bearer?
Moreover, Qin Ran was certain that Kuhl Walton would inherit his father's resolve.
Although they had not known each other long, Qin Ran was quite confident in his ability to judge people.
Kuhl Walton was a straightforward, loyal knight.
This moment was a perfect example.
Upon hearing Qin Ran's praise, Kuhl Walton, who regarded him as a friend, immediately smiled.
"I knew you'd like it."
"Once