The next morning, the five travelers were having breakfast in the hotel's cafeteria. Taro expressed, as he dipped the tip of his croissant into the coffee with milk.
"Nick, your ancestors migrated to Canada from this area, didn't they?"
"Yes."
"Do you have family traditions that go back to the past in Carcassonne?"
“Grandpa Pierre must undoubtedly have know something about it. I remember when I was a child he used to tell me stories of religious persecution. Apparently my remote ancestors were Cathars. There were tales of treasures from the Cathars, but I never heard a mention of the Holy Grail in that context. "
"Do you think Grandpa Pierre will be able to guide us in our steps here?" Asked Jack.