Chapter 490 - 174: Why do you want to kill me?

Chapter 490: Chapter 174: Why do you want to kill me?

Leonard Churchill and his companions left the Blacksmith Shop, running aimlessly through the quiet, pitch-black alleys searching for any overlooked clues.

The walls and water tanks of these dark alleys, or even the occasional translucent, bizarrely shaped black ghosts that would drift out from underneath the stone slabs.

[The Polluted Songstress], [The Polluted Stone Soldier], [The Drowned Ghost Polluted], [The Unknown Night Wandering Spirit]...

The lantern-lit streets were mostly filled with neutral creatures, while the evil spirits hid in the alleys, occasionally jumping out.

At first, they were startled, but as they got used to it, they stopped caring.

Under the influence of Elder Clinton and Leonard Churchill’s “Summer Shepherd City Undead Affinity +15” aura, these evil spirits seemed hesitant to attack and would scare them a bit, then leave.

The four of them continued on this way.

After getting used to this ghost-filled environment, the ancient city from thousands of years ago suddenly seemed to provide a tranquil and peaceful feeling.

It almost seemed like it wouldn’t be too bad to settle down here for the rest of their lives.

The four of them wandered aimlessly, almost as if they were out for a walk.

However, after half an hour, there were still no leads.

Finally, Colin couldn’t take it any longer and asked, “Mr. Leonard Churchill, exactly what are we looking for?”

From their many interactions, he knew not to rely on his grandfather in the team. The lady doctor rarely spoke; only Leonard Churchill seemed to take the lead.

Leonard Churchill shrugged, “I don’t know.”

He truly didn’t know.

Before stumbling upon a precise clue, he had no idea what they were looking for.

He glanced at Elder Clinton next to him, “Of course, if your grandfather could remember where we have been in the last few days, we would know.”

At this, Catherine Carter also glanced over.

Elder Clinton was feigning ignorance.

The atmosphere was tranquil and full of a unique aesthetic.

Catherine Carter also stood by the railing, her eyes blinking lightly, a faint haze slipping through her clear eyes mixed with a deep gaze. She murmured, “Feels good.”

Leonard Churchill chuckled lightly, “Oh?”

Catherine Carter felt as free as a canary escaped from its cage for the first time, her heart inexplicably delighted, “I have a feeling that if we really can’t get out, it wouldn’t be too bad to be buried amid the gentle breeze and fine rain.”

Leonard Churchill smiled and didn’t comment.

The young lady of a noble family often held such fanciful ideas.

However, this originally slightly poetic atmosphere was suddenly shattered.

Upon stepping onto the bridge, Elder Clinton looked around and seemed to recall something after hearing the previous conversation, “Oh...”

This sudden exclamation instantly attracted the attention of the three.

Elder Clinton did remember something. He looked at Catherine Carter with an unsure tone, “Ah... I seem to recall that you did die.”

Hearing this, the mood instantly froze.

Catherine Carter was also startled, “I died?”

After a moment’s thought, Leonard Churchill also felt that this statement contained a lot of information.

If Catherine Carter died, did it happen during the last round of time travel?

So what happened that led to her death?

Could there be any danger here?

However, Elder Clinton’s next words caused all three of them to stiffen.

He tried to remember something and said, “Yes. It was Leonard who killed her with his own hands.”

Leonard Churchill: “...”

Colin: “...