Catastrophe Card King

Upon hearing that, Reuel Bible’s interest was piqued. He asked, “Brother Leonard Churchill, would you be interested in joining our ‘Federation X Bureau’? I see great potential in you. If you are indeed interested, I can serve as your sponsor. All the induction procedures will be simplified…”

“This…”

Leonard Churchill, hearing these words, was likewise surprised.

Did Bible give no concern to his murder of a high-ranking noble?

To join the X Bureau felt akin to landing a promising public service job in his previous life.

For ordinary people, it was like manna from heaven.

But Leonard Churchill took no interest.

He enjoyed this world solely for its mystery, danger, and thrill…things that reminded him he was still alive.

He wasn’t seeking a stable job.

Did Bible invite him because of that “angel”?

The two assistants nearby couldn’t hide their astonishment, puzzled as to why their captain would invite a stranger.

Getting into the X Bureau was not an easy feat.

It was typically the best graduates of the Federation University who qualified as interns.

Just like them.

The first criteria were to ensure the origin and identity of the personnel.

The second was strength.

The Federation University in Dragon City was the holy land for curse card masters.

One could say that while not every university graduate would become a high-tier curse card master, over eighty percent of existing high-tier curse card masters had studied at the Federation University.

The two assistants were in disbelief. Would their captain really engage fervently with a solo hunter they met in a place like Sinless City?

“This… I might need to consider.”

Leonard Churchill did not reject outright.

He had a feeling he might cross paths with this official organization in the future.

“Indeed. Think it over. When I was younger, I felt I might get shackled, but the bureau is actually pretty good…”

Reuel Bible laughed heartily, expressing understanding.

Everything he said was sincere. His invitation was not imposing-he genuinely sounded like a friend.

Thinking about it, Leonard Churchill was frank and said, “Before that, can you give me the Light and Dark Cross? Or perhaps, we could trade for it? I think I need it…”

He had also observed that Reuel Bible was very insightful, even noticing how he looked at the cross for slightly longer.

The other party had probably already guessed that he was interested in the item.

He had wanted to buy it, but Bible clearly had no need for money.

So he vaguely hinted he had an angel and needed the cross.

If that wasn’t possible, he would trade for it.

Although the angel was in the Holy Nail, Leonard Churchill dared not claim it as his own.

But there was no doubt that the Holy Nail belonged to him.

Currently, it seemed that the cross held higher value than an uncontrollable angel.

“This…”

Upon hearing this, the otherwise decisive Reuel Bible looked hesitant for the first time.

He was unaware that Leonard Churchill wanted the cross for the divine blood it held; he thought it was for the angel sealed within the Holy Nail.

In fact, when inviting Leonard Churchill, aside from genuinely thinking he was fit for the chaotic order of the “outlaws” and thus a talent to be cherished, there was another important reason.

That was the X Bureau’s containment procedure.

Putting a forbidden existence like the “Weeping Angel”, which could cause widespread death, into containment was a top priority for the X Bureau.

But right now, the repercussions of the angel were upon Leonard Churchill, forcing them to handle the Holy Nail cautiously lest they cause a great issue.

The correct way was to take him along with them.

Arresting him was obviously not the correct course of action.

So, the best choice was to ask him to join the X Bureau.

With another talent in the Bureau-and an angel to boot-it would be killing two birds with one stone.

Reuel Bible said, “This matter involves too many complicating factors, I can’t make a decision.”

Seeing Bible furrow his brows, Leonard Churchill knew this matter was tricky.

Not in terms of dealing with the relic cross.

But in figuring out how to take the angel along.

The creature had taken tens of thousands of lives before being controlled.

If it were to lose control in a big city, the consequences would be catastrophic.

Taking it into containment and sealing it in the headquarters’ warehouse would be the most rational choice.

That Bible was in a dilemma affirmed that he had no intentions of using force.

With his strength, he could easily do so.

Leonard Churchill was well aware of his limitations-he did not believe that he had the ability to control such a dangerous existence.

Everyone assumed he would refuse and consider a trade instead.

But unexpectedly, Bible changed his tone seemingly having found a good solution, “How about this? We make a bet. We’ll roll the dice to see who gets a higher number. If you win, the cross is yours. If I win, I take it. Also, I’d like to invite you to visit the bureau. After touring the place, you can then consider whether or not to join us.”

Astonished at the sudden proposition, Leonard Churchill immediately agreed, “Sure!”

He generally took no interest in bets.

But this one that seemed to hold the fate of his future had him interested.

Reuel Bible laughed heartily upon hearing his response, “Great!”

Not only did Leonard Churchill leave a good impression on him, but he was also impressed by the young man before him.

But as soon as those words left his mouth, the assisting Ada’s expression changed. She urgently reminded him, “Captain!”

She knew that the bureau’s regulations weren’t binding for their captain.

But that was for other occasions.

Last time, he handed over the body of the ‘Plague Doctor’ Hensen to Leonard Churchill due to a passing comment. But how could they let someone of uncertain origin take away an entity as significant as an angel?

Reuel Bible waved his hand, signaling Ada not to speak..