Chapter 286: Chapter 122 Curse Witch (Seeking Subscription, Seeking Monthly Tickets) _2
Translator: 549690339
But by the time he looked back from the front of the car, Leonard Churchill had already jumped off the carriage, carrying the bound Seven Brown on his shoulder.
Churchill didn’t plan to reveal his identity by transforming, and as luck would have it, he jumped off the car right above a carefully selected overpass.
Carrying a person, he jumped off without hesitation!
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Abel, radiating a terrifying curse power, also leaping off.
Churchill scoffed. He raised his arm and the steel cable instantly shot out from the mechanical arm, already altering its direction mid-air.
Abel truly had remarkable strength.
Seeing he couldn’t catch up, he fiercely accelerated towards the ground, then ran after him at a sprint, once his feet touched the floor.
Jumping bridges, smashing walls, his speed didn’t decrease a bit.
But Churchill didn’t exhibit any signs of surprise or panic.
His lack of hesitation was merely due to a concern about this “third-party”, not Abel.
If he truly committed to running, even with carrying Seven Brown, he was confident that his current agility would allow him to shake off Abel.
Especially in such a complicated terrain.
As expected.
After a few leaps using the steel cable, Leonard suddenly darted into an underground culvert at a corner.
Abel, who wasn’t skilled at tracking, was like a headless fly without a target, darting haphazardly around as soon as he lost sight of his quarry.
Listening to the mad howls from outside, Churchill’s gaze turned cold.
Noticing that this culvert seemed very deep and had air circulation going further inside, he surmised it must have complex internal structures.
Without any delays, he ran like mad, carrying Seven Brown through this sprawling underground pipe network.
As he ran, he also took out two Deodorization Potions and poured them over himself and Seven Brown on his shoulder.
And he carefully left no trace behind.
Shaking off Abel was easy.
But for the others, it wasn’t so straightforward.
Having witnessed the previous incident with Seven Brown, Leonard had suspected that the “third-party” was a mysterious type Curse Card Master.
Such card masters often have tracking methods that are difficult to defend against.
Leonard didn’t dare be negligent and set up some warning traps along the way.
After he got very deep underground, he found himself in a huge underground space.
Looking around, the area was vast with pipes extending in all directions, allowing for plenty of escape routes.
Faint sounds of water could also be heard.
Finding this place, he finally stopped.
He set Seven Brown, who was on his shoulder, down.
Seven Brown had been silent throughout.
But Leonard knew she was conscious.
Even now, she hadn’t removed her armor, probably suspecting that this “rescue” was part of the enemy’s scheme.
If she took off her armor, she would be completely helpless.
Churchill understood this caution.
He didn’t say anything unnecessary. Instead, he said directly: “You were ambushed just now. It’s possible a mysterious type card master left some sort of mark on you. Think carefully. If you can identify and remove this mark beforehand, only then can you be completely safe.”
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After hearing these words, Seven Brown also felt they made sense.
However, she remained extremely cautious.
After all, how could it be such a coincidence that someone came to her rescue just when she was kidnapped?
After a moment of silence, she quit beating around the bush and asked directly: “Who are you really?”
Churchill didn’t feel the need to hide anything and said, “We met once at Old Benson’s antique bookstore. At that time, I needed a multi-element breathing method, which you directed me towards the Black Market’s ‘Silver Star Mysteries Shop’.”
“Is… is it you?”
After hearing these words, Seven Brown’s tone was obviously very surprised.
It felt like a dream.
If the other party had invented any history, she would still have preserved a suspicious attitude.
But this person mentioned something she would never have expected.
She did remember.
Not the encounter at Benson’s shop – she hadn’t paid attention to that.
It was later when she heard the steward of the guild mention the chase in the Black Market.
At that time, the Guild steward said she had introduced a very powerful young man, which surprised Seven Brown herself.
It turned out that she had mentioned it casually when she noticed that man providing bread to a beggar.
She hadn’t imagined it would cause such a disturbance.
Later, she had also checked, and it seemed that man had something to do with Governor Miller and was a wanted criminal.
But there wasn’t any news on him after that.
Seven Brown didn’t worry about it anymore.
She didn’t expect to encounter him again.
Moreover, it was under such circumstances, when he had saved her?
Except for the bookstore owner, no one else was present during that encounter at Old Benson’s shop.
It didn’t seem he was lying.
But… wasn’t that guy a Card Master Apprentice?
With the skills that he just showcased, enough to escape from Abel, this was not something a regular person could do.
Seven Brown asked directly: “How did you end up… on the Brotherhood’s van?”
Churchill replied, “I wanted to know the follow-up to that breathing method. As Abel was the only one who knows about it, I just followed him.”
He didn’t try to cover it up.
After all, he had heard about this breathing method from Seven Brown’s mouth.
Most importantly, Churchill was not sure if he could get all the information from Abel.
People with that level of skills wouldn’t leave survivors easily.
This Seven Brown was from an old black syndicate, maybe she knew the origin of Abel’s breathing method.
Upon hearing this, Seven Brown found herself believing most of it.
The logic seemed to be sound.
But, she still couldn’t understand, why it was such a coincidence.
Also, even if this identity is genuine, could his motive for saving her be something else?
Such a skilled person couldn’t possibly be nurtured by the Sinless City, he seemed more like a subordinate of some noble families.
She hadn’t forgotten that she had been set up not long before..
