Chapter 461 - 166: I’m Not a Bird in a Cage_4

Chapter 461: Chapter 166: I’m Not a Bird in a Cage_4

Before, the prideful lady would surely have refuted such a feeling of being looked down upon.

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?” Fôll0w current novÊls on n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(co/m)

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 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.