Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 1576: Chapter 480: Hunting the Seventh Rank [Thornback Dragon Python]_2 Chapter 1576: Chapter 480: Hunting the Seventh Rank [Thornback Dragon Python]_2 Not only was she curious, but the other members of the Revolutionary Army were also very keen to find out what this mysterious person’s story was.

The experience at the city-gate at noon was also the first time they realized how ingenious the disguised identity they had just obtained was.

Moreover, the professional guiding skills they had witnessed along the way definitely belonged to someone who had spent years in the Magical Beast Forest.

What was more important was that everyone had noticed that this person had an unusually close relationship with their Leader.

But their Revolutionary Army didn’t have connections that far-reaching.

“Hehe.”

Leonard Churchill chuckled.

To avoid some unexpected situations earlier, such as the check at the city-gate, he had used a disguised identity.

Now there was no need for the disguise; with a quick turn of his head, the Clown mask changed, and he had returned to his original appearance.

Bonnie saw him and her eyes immediately lit up, “Ah, I knew you’d be good-looking. Hmm… quite handsome.”

She blinked, gave him a careful look, and suddenly said, “Huh… why do I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before?”

The members of the Revolutionary Army were all engrossed in their own tasks, appearing not to gossip, but their peripheral vision was fixed on Leonard Churchill’s face.

Sophia Jones looked at everyone’s expressions, said nothing, but a helpless smile appeared on her face.

Leonard Churchill dropped a hint, “Arrest warrant.”

“Ah… right!”

It then dawned on Bonnie, “You’re the one on the arrest warrant… the one who killed the Lord of Sinless City from the Miller Family… that one…!”

Leonard Churchill nodded and introduced himself, “Yes. Leonard Churchill. Pleased to meet you, Miss Bonnie.”

Although he was often on the Wanted list in East Wilderness, his acquaintance with Sophia Jones was personal, and the others in the Revolutionary Army were not aware of it.

Their impression of him was still stuck on the time in Sinless City.

Even his tier was thought to be at the first or second.

Bonnie was very surprised but then she understood, “So you’re from East Wilderness? No wonder…”

As she spoke, she looked at Leonard Churchill, remembered his low tier on the arrest warrant, and then patted her chest confidently, declaring, “Ah… now that we know each other, we are friends.”

Leonard Churchill listened, and there was a strange look in his eyes, but he remained silent.

All along the journey, he and the Healer had been the key protection targets in the team, closer than the others.

He quite liked the Healer’s personality, and he smiled faintly, “Yes.”

Sophia Jones listened to the conversation between the two, feeling somewhat bemused.

…

Now that everyone knew, they understood why the Leader’s friend was who he was.

And being from East Wilderness themselves, they also felt an inexplicable sense of kinship.

Curiosity satisfied, the camp that had been eerily quiet for a moment became lively again, as everyone started doing their own things.

Since they had to continue adventuring tomorrow, after dinner, they divided into squads for night patrols, and the rest of the people gradually retired into their tents to rest.

Leonard Churchill originally had his own tent, and it made no difference to him whether he was outdoors or in an inn; in any case, he would just meditate.

However, he had just experienced the marvels of the Immortal Controlling Art the night before.

With this Secret Skill supporting him, it was as if Leonard Churchill had gained the understanding of Sophia Jones at Seventh Rank Peak, which made looking into his own Realm much simpler.

It felt like a middle schooler’s logical thinking applied to elementary school problems; many previously arcane issues suddenly became crystal clear.

This resonance of comprehension was irresistibly addictive.

Leonard Churchill also needed multiple attempts to deepen his understanding.

During the exploration period, it was the perfect time to make use of this, and if he truly comprehended his Domain, not only would his strength surge, but he could also consider advancing to the Seventh Rank.

In the inn, it didn’t matter; after all, there were only two of them, and whatever they did was inconsequential.

But out in the wilderness, it was a little inconvenient with many members of the Revolutionary Army Leader around.

As he pondered, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye of Sophia Jones also looking over.

It was as if both had come to the same realization.

Sophia Jones’s expression showed a moment of hesitation, but then it vanished.

Her heart was open, with nothing she needed to avoid.

She turned and went back inside her tent.

Eventually, someone had to have the thicker skin. After waiting a moment, Leonard Churchill stood up, walked over, and said, “Aunt Jones, there’s something I want to discuss with you…”

Speaking, he entered Sophia Jones’s tent.

Once he did, he stayed the whole night.

…

The next morning, the group began to pack up their camp early to depart.

After all, in the camp, Leonard Churchill and Sophia Jones had discussed “matters” all night long, and it couldn’t be hidden from anyone.

It wasn’t any special tent; you could clearly hear everything that happened inside.

Of course, everyone knew nothing untoward took place.

But precisely because of that, everyone was even more perplexed.

Now that they had shared a tent, just what was the relationship between the two?

Getting up early in the morning, despite maintaining an indifferent, non-gossipy demeanor while each went about their tasks, you could catch people from time to time stealing glances at the two subjects of interest.

What struck them as strange was that it was the first time they’d seen their Leader clearly more than just friends, or perhaps combat companions, with a man.

Leonard Churchill was an outsider; it wasn’t their place to ask.

Sophia Jones was the Leader; it wasn’t their place to inquire about this private matter either.

The troupe was filled with a thick atmosphere of gossip early in the morning.

Sophia Jones obviously noticed it too.

But she had no intention of explaining.

First, it was hard to explain.

Second, even if she did explain clearly the reason, it would be just the same as not explaining.

On the road, Bonnie would sneakily ask a question, and Leonard Churchill would candidly reply, “I asked about some Transcendent cultivation matters.”

They were all mutually trusted partners; curiosity was just a form of anticipation and well-wishes.

As he said it, everyone believed him, and didn’t feel it differed from any other day.

…

Half a month flew by in the blink of an eye.