Many eyes were fixed on Reinh. Even the guards around them reacted and looked at the handsome young man with surprised expressions.
"Is he that kid? The illegitimate child?"
"I didn't expect to see him here. But he really looks like a pure Vorhelm. It is like his mother's blood did not affect his appearance at all."
"But how old is he? Twelve? He looks a little too big for his age, doesn't he?"
Of course, not everyone spoke about him politely or with indifference. There were many people whose eyes were full of contempt and mockery at this moment.
"That I have to enter the Garden of Crowns at the same time as this trash… tch!"
"An impure blood. A trash like this is a disgrace to the Vorhelm."
Illegitimate children, especially the illegitimate children of the Patriarch, were almost always hated and looked down on by the entire Vorhelm Clan.
This was because impure blood children had never reached a high position or strong power in the whole history of the clan. All of them were considered worthless trash.
There was no clear reason for this, and because of that, people believed Reinh would have the same fate.
"Can we enter?" Lina looked at the guard when she sensed the tense atmosphere and asked directly.
"Of course, please go ahead."
The guards also stared at Reinh with strange eyes, but they did not say anything. In the end, they were only guards, and they had no right to insult a Vorhelm, even if he was impure blood.
The three of them quietly entered the Garden of Crowns.
Magnificent and shining palaces, and manors more luxurious than the next.
Reinh glanced at the estates. They looked like an empire. No change could be seen in his expression.
"Young master…" Lina wanted to say something, but when she saw the cold expression and the ruthless aura coming from her young master's body, she swallowed her words.
Reinh stared coldly at the Garden of Crowns.
After several years, he had returned here again?
In this life, twelve years had passed.
But if he counted the time from his previous life, from when he was exiled from this place, then decades had passed.
And now that he returned, he did not know how he should feel.
Anger? Hatred? He did not feel any of them… it was more like indifference.
"Young master, two rooms have been given to us for our stay. Should we go there first or do you want to take a walk around the area? Also, they requested that the purity test for your bloodline be done today, but they will tell us the time later." August spoke respectfully.
"It is better to take a walk first."
He wanted to see if there was a chance to meet the younger generation of the Vorhelm family or not.
"Then I will take my leave for now, young master." Lina could not follow them, so she bowed respectfully before leaving.
As Reinh's official guardian, she had to go to the related department and give a full report of these twelve years to the Chief of Guardians, and also officially report Reinh's return.
After that, silence filled the area as Reinh started walking around. They passed the palaces, looked at the gardens, and even visited the training area for guards and soldiers.
But honestly, there was nothing special there. It looked more like a decorative place.
Reinh reasoned that maybe in the past, guards and soldiers used this place for duels.
Right now, almost all soldiers and military forces of the Vorhelm family lived in military bases around the family's estates and even in different parts of the world.
After that, they went toward the center of the Garden of Crowns.
A small garden with short walls full of different sword marks and imprints of powerful strikes.
"These were made by the Flag Holders, right?" He looked at the marks. On some walls, there were special symbols that were clearly made by powerful attacks.
He could feel a very strong force inside them.
If he was not mistaken, several years had passed since these marks were made.
But the symbols still carried the aura of the ones who created them.
Such a level of power in one strike was only possible for nine-ring mana users.
"Yes, young master. These symbols were created during duels between the Flag Holders of the family."
This small garden was the main place where big duels between the high-ranking members of the Vorhelm Clan took place throughout history.
"This one… which one of them made this?"
One of the wall marks that looked like the symbol of a dragon caught his attention.
But not because of its strength, because of something else.
He could feel the smell of death from it.
If we talk about the strongest marks, there were other sword marks that could make his body tremble unconsciously, Marks made by ten-ring mana users, or in other words, the Celestials.
"The third son of the Patriarch, Nicholas Vorhelm."
"Oh? Then it makes sense."
The corner of his lips curved slightly.
This mark, this symbol, had a huge amount of authority in it.
The difference between the aura in this mark and the others was very large.
Nicholas Vorhelm, the third son of the current Patriarch, one of the most famous figures in the world, and one of the main candidates for inheritance.
And in truth, a monstrous genius.
"Have you met him before?"
"Lord Nicholas? Yes."
"What kind of person is he?" Reinh asked as they started walking again.
"He is like a leader. When he needs to be cold, he is cold and indifferent. When he needs to be generous, he is generous. But…" August explained.
"But?"
"I feel like he hides his real personality. Like there is a monster sleeping deep inside him." After a short pause, he answered.
Reinh stayed silent. Nicholas's talent was related to death.
A person with death-related talent usually had mental and personality problems in more than ninety-nine percent of cases.
In fact, if it was not because of those mental problems, that one would never have been able to manipulate him.
If that had not happened, Nicholas would probably have become the heir of the family.
Unfortunately, in the last battle, both Nicholas and the first son lost to that person, and that person received the right of inheritance.
"Young master, this is the training ground. Almost all the children from the branch bloodlines can train here."
Suddenly, they reached an open area as large as a football field.
There were no walls around it.
Parts of the ground were dirt, and other parts were wood and metal.
There were several practice dummies that moved like robot dolls using magic arrays and runes. Their role was to act as training partners.
Even if they looked advanced, they were actually not very advanced.
The most advanced version of these dummies had awareness, and only the main bloodline children and the family's geniuses were allowed to use them.
"I thought there would be special training rooms instead of this place."
"There are, young master. But only the main bloodline children and accepted geniuses are allowed to use them." August explained.
"So the main bloodline children have a big advantage from the very beginning, huh?" Reinh said with a cold mockery.
"Yes, but I still don't think they can defeat you, young master." August smiled.
This was not flattery. He really believed that even the main bloodline children could not defeat his young master.
Maybe at the beginning he did not think so, but after the last week he became sure of it.
Reinh did not answer.
His eyes stopped for a moment on the young people who were training.
"Young master, it seems the time has come. It is time to determine your bloodline purity percentage."