Catastrophe Card King

Sophia Jones glanced at the two chairs pressed together, a touch of surprise crossed her face, but she also gave a slight smile, “If you don’t mind, you can call me ‘Aunt Jones’ just like Rita.”

Leonard Churchill nodded in courtesy and didn’t say much.

Sophia Jones asked again, “I heard some news shared by people in the guild. What exactly happened?”

“It was when I received news that Great Ivan’s goods were looted, so I went for reinforcements…”

Seven Brown narrated the details of what had happened.

When the point of being tied up in the car came, he glanced at Leonard Churchill. Seeing that he didn’t mind, he continued, “Then, Mr. Leonard Churchill stepped in and saved me… It was only then that we became aware of the existence of a third party. Fortunately, Mr. Leonard Churchill managed to kill the Curse Witch…”

Sophia Jones listened carefully, her expression unchanged throughout, a testament to her calm beyond ordinary people.

She didn’t press further into any details that Zoe Brown had intentionally avoided.

For example, how the murder was carried out, what methods were used, or any question that could expose identities.

After listening, she only pondered for a moment and said solemnly, “This matter is of great importance, I need to handle it right now.”

Sophia Jones didn’t plan to stay long. Looking at Leonard Churchill, she gave a gentle smile, “You saved our Rita, so I no longer regard you as an outsider. Once I’m finished with my work, I will properly thank you.”

Then, she turned to Zoe Brown, “Rita, please take good care of Leonard. I will have a doctor come to check on you later.”

Seven Brown nodded.

“I will head down first.”

With a subtle smile, Sophia Jones turned elegantly and left the workshop.

Watching her graceful departure, Leonard Churchill relaxed the caution in his eyes.

He was very clear that Sophia Jones had come up not just to ask about the situation, but also to observe him, the outsider.

“She is really strong…”

Leonard Churchill couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

He couldn’t decipher Sophia Jones’ professional sequence throughout the conversation.

But it was precisely because he didn’t understand, that he knew she was definitely extraordinarily powerful.

However, if he wanted to find out about the origins of the Abel Breathing Skill, he would surely contact the higher-ups of the Flood Gang.

Seven Brown glanced at him, her gaze lingering for a moment before she teased, “Aunt Jones is beautiful, isn’t she?”

Leonard Churchill would never lie with his eyes open, he admitted frankly, “Yes.”

Upon hearing this, Seven Brown wasn’t surprised at all, there wasn’t a man who didn’t admit that Aunt Jones was beautiful.

She even unabashedly said, “Ah… that might be troublesome. In the Flood Gang, I can help you with any woman you desire. But Aunt Jones is off-limits. Of course, if she thinks you’re eligible, then it’s another matter.”

“???”

Leonard Churchill laughed at what he heard.

What sort of logic was that?

But he had no interest in dwelling on this topic.

Instead, out of more interest, he asked, “Is your name ‘Zoe Brown¹?”

“Yes.”

Seven Brown also said, “it’s my mother’s choice. But I thought it was too soft. The old man in the family is called ‘Nine Brown’, so I named myself ‘Seven Brown’.”

Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill immediately understood.

Seven Brown didn’t waste any time chatting about those things, looking at the notes on the table that had just written two articles, she said, “Ah… shall we continue?”

Leonard Churchill also nodded.

The two of them swiveled back onto their chairs, diving back into studying the ancient documents and blueprints.

“If you’re getting tired, shall I arrange for some beautiful girls to help you relax?”

“It seems you know everything.”

“Should you stay here tonight?”

“Ah, you’re really good, you’re familiar with the discontinuous texts used in the Taren Dynasty. How did you learn those?”

Time flew by quickly.

Leonard spent the entire night in the workshop with Seven Brown.

What may have been dry knowledge to others was incredibly intriguing to them.

Leonard Churchill meditated while flipping through the ancient documents, which was not much different from his usual routine.

He didn’t focus much on the mechanical knowledge, but concentrated more on the ancient curse card master’s texts.

While Seven Brown, not familiar with the Taren’s classics, immersed herself in the various mysteries of machinery after successful translation.

The two of them coexisted harmoniously in the archives, immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

Exchanging a handful of words occasionally.

Though they didn’t talk much,

the two gradually became familiar with each other.

Whether people’s temperaments are compatible can often be determined once you get familiar with them.

They both had good impressions of each other.

Leonard Churchill’s original plan was to have a general look through the books here, and Nine Brown is supposed to be back the next day.

By then, he can ask about the Breathing Method.

He thinks there might also be some rewarding surprises along the way.

However, before Nine Brown returned, an unexpected guest appeared in the Flood Gang.

At noon the next day, someone’s voice rang from of the communication- related brass pipeline, “Brother Seven, there’s a troublesome gambler at the casino on the eighth floor, do you want to come down and have a look?”