The Return of the War Legate

Chapter 556

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Soon, they got to the end of the line.

Rue said, “Let’s head inside.”

Samantha and the others nodded and were about to go into the church when Adrian suddenly said, “I’m going to pass on the prayer session, Mother. I’ll be outside.”

“Why?” Rue asked in confusion.

At that moment, Juno smiled and said, “There’s a rule at Wyvern Peak where its soldiers are forbidden to kneel before anyone except for their parents and benefactors.”

It was then Rue understood why Adrian was skipping the session.

“All right then. You go ahead and wait for us outside. Don’t go off without us, okay?”

After Adrian acknowledged her instructions, Rue brought Samantha and the others in while Adrian waited outside. He was watching the stage when he suddenly heard the voices of children saying

“I want a doll.”

“Me too.

“Me three!”

Adrian instantly looked toward the source of the voices.

At a spot not too far from the church, a group of children were surrounding a very old–looking man. The man had a block of wood in his hands, carving them into wooden dolls. Some children were happily tottering away, wooden dolls in hand.

After a brief moment of surprise, Adrian walked over to where the children were. As he quietly looked at the man making his dolls, memories from more than a decade ago flooded his mind as though Adrian was browsing through his old memories for

confirmation.

“It’s him! It’s Carver!‘

Adrian was able to recognize the old man as the doll maker from all those years ago. Carver’s legs had been amputated for reasons unknown, which was already so when Adrian first met him. However, the man looked a lot older now.

“Calm down, calm down. You’ll all get one each so please line properly,” Carver said to the children with a smile on his face as

he made his dolls.

Hearing this, the children lined up obediently and waited. Shortly after, all of the children got a doll of their own and left happily. Even though everyone had left, Adrian was still looking at Carver quietly. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Sensing that someone was still nearby, Carver continued to make his dolls without even looking up as he asked, “What kind of wooden doll would you like, kid? A tiger? Allon? How about an elephant? I can make you whatever you want. Just tell me what

it is!”

Carver’s expression was filled with kindness as he spoke.

At that moment, Adrian said, “I’d like to have a doll in the shape of Wyvern Peak’s next legate. Could you make that for me?”

Carver was stunned for a brief moment when he heard this and looked up. When he saw that it was Adrian, he said, “You’re here, lad.”

“You know who I am?”

Carver smiled. “I met you once sixteen years ago, but I seem to recall you being around ten at the time. You were here with your parents, I believe.”

“Did you know I’d be here today?”

Still smiling, Carver replied, “I predicted you’d be back here today sixteen years ago, and it looks like my prediction was correct.”

That was the first time Adrian felt that Carver was a rather extraordinary man.