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But right now, Catherine Carter’s face was surprisingly calm as she retorted, “So why did you, Baron Charles, come here as well?”

Leonard Churchill always felt that this woman changed a lot each time he saw her. He replied, “Mission.”

Noticing his perfunctory response, Catherine asked, “What else?”

Not indulging the lady, Leonard chuckled and replied, “Shouldn’t you, Miss Carter, answer my question first before asking yours?”

Catherine glanced at him, thought for a moment, then said, “I’m here for the trials.”

Leonard merely shrugged, “Oh?”

He was reminded of the deceased Young Master Kane. “The coming-of-age trials?” he asked.

That couldn’t be right.

Female heirs of the Lionheart family never had to go through these sorts of trials.

Catherine shook her head and very calmly replied, “The Hero Trials.”

“???”

Leonard was confused. The term was completely new to him.

Seemed like some secret of the Lionheart family?

But Catherine didn’t intend to explain further. “I’ve answered two of your questions. Now, Sir Charles, isn’t it time for you to be a gentleman?”

Leonard shrugged. “I’m here for the mission. And… I’m interested in that relic.”

Upon hearing this, Catherine also seemed surprised.

It didn’t seem like he was lying.

Her eyebrows knitted slightly as she thought for a moment before asking directly, “You… do you know that predecessor?”

Predecessor?

Leonard was equally surprised to hear this.

If she referred to him that way, does that mean she knew of Elder Clinton’s uniqueness?

At this moment, he immediately understood why this woman was in this team! Seeing her eyes filled with an unhidden desire for knowledge, he countered, “Do you know Elder Clinton too?”

Catherine shook her head.

Upon hearing the name “Elder Clinton,” she immediately suspected that Leonard may not be aware of the predecessor’s uniqueness.

Right.

How could an average person know such a top-secret?

Looking as she seemed to lose interest, Leonard realized he should say more, Elder Clinton and I are friends. So, you came because of him?”

Catherine was evidently skeptical. She casually replied, “WelL.you must have quite the life to be friends with that predecessor.”

“???”

This made Leonard more curious.

He was sure that the Lionheart family’s lady knew something. So, he asked, Miss Carter, did you join this temporarily recruited team because of Elder Clinton?”

Catherine didn’ t deny it. Instead, she asked seriously, “Are you truly friends?”

Leonard nodded, “Yes.”

Considering that he and Elder Clinton have been through life and death together, they were not strangers. Claiming to be friends didn’t seem far-fetched.

Upon hearing this, Catherine looked incredulous.

But it did make sense.

If they weren’t close, they wouldn’t be in the same team.

Leonard was now interested in the information Catherine had and asked, “So, why would it be ‘fortunate’ to know Elder Clinton?”

Catherine gave some thought to this. Then she asked, “Are you sure you want to hear it?”

Leonard chuckled lightly, not minding at all, “Of course.”

There was a flicker in Catherine’s eyes. She asked again, “What if I told you that upon knowing this, you’d get a huge trouble, would you still want to know?”

How could Leonard be someone afraid of troubles?

He said directly, “Yes.”

“Alright!”

Catherine could tell Leonard wanted to know more, she had the same intention.

She continued, “But before I tell you, I want to be clear… what exactly is your relationship with him?”

Leonard’s eyes narrowed slightly, “A bond borne from shared dangers.”

Upon hearing this, Catherine frowned, appearing to deeply ponder, but she didn’ t continue to ask any more.

After a moment of silence, she didn’t beat around the bush. “Two hundred years ago, when my grandfather was still alive, that old predecessor already looked this way. So, the family passed down some secrets… He carries a great deal of karma. Anyone without great fortune who comes into contact with him, dies.”

Upon hearing this, Leonard felt a twinge in the corner of his eyes.

The Elder seemed mysterious before.

Now that he heard this, the whole thing felt even spookier.

Like… an old zombie crawling out of a grave?

As she spoke, Catherine looked at Leonard solemnly, “In our family, the number of people who knew about this doesn’t exceed one hand. But except for my grandfather, all the others have died. So, do you regret hearing this story?”

Leonard was genuinely surprised.

Not regretting.

Rather, hearing about this “karma,” he was reminded of a phenomenon: Elder

Clinton always manages to survive. Could it be… at the cost of sacrificing teammates?

Leonard himself carried a “luck of the draw,” he understood very well what it was like to be favored by misfortune.

Every time a misfortune happened, he seemed to be involved.

Could this man carry an even more horrifying negative BUFF?

And also, what’s the whole circumstance?

The old man looked the same two hundred years ago?

Just how old was he?

Upon hearing this outrageous story, Leonard felt no fear.

On the contrary, he thought knowing Elder Clinton added a touch of legend to his life.

Leonard didn’t care about karma. He asked, “So, what about you?”

Without good fortune, coming into contact means death. So, did this Lionheart lady come looking for death?

“Me?”

Catherine’s eyelashes fluttered, her gaze deepened, as she casually replied,

“I’m not a bird in a cage.”

At this, Leonard blinked in surprise.

Then, he broke into a smile.

He suddenly felt that this woman was getting interesting.