Chapter 446: Chapter 162 Illusion
Translator: 549690339 I
Leonard Churchill regarded the renowned detective Robin Smith appearing before him, a mysterious amusement glinting in his eyes.
The detective’s presence had become apparent the very moment Reuel Bible appeared.
It seemed he wasn’t a recent arrival.
He’d been here for a while, simply watching from the sidelines.
Reuel Bible cast a serious look at the figure under the black umbrella.
He had donned a cloak himself to conceal his identity.
If the figure before him intended to intervene, without pulling punches, it would be impossible for Leonard to make his escape.
If he did intervene, however, Reuel Bible’s identity would be exposed on the spot.
Word would spread: a high-priority federal fugitive had killed four agents from the X Bureau, while he himself helped the criminal escape – a troublesome situation.
There would be not only the disapproval of his colleagues to face, but also the pressure from the influential Miller Family and the Lionheart Family.
Renowned detective Robin Smith, a playful curve on his lips, gleefully asked Reuel Bible, “The fugitive is wanted by the Miller Family, and I certainly can’t let him go. What do you think?”
Although he was uncertain why this agent from the X Bureau would aid a fugitive, he had guessed that their relationship was not simple.
Yet, more intriguing than the case,
He was curious to see how human nature would make choices when faced with interests and disadvantages.
Reuel Bible looked at Robin without uttering a word.
However, his actions of locking onto Robin’s aura told others of his choice: he would fight, no matter what!
Naturally walking the path of the Outlaw professional sequence, he was accustomed to an unrestrained life.
For him, the only rule was to follow his own.
Among experts, a mere slip in controlling their aura could lead to the opponent seizing the initiative. Robin’s eyes narrowed slightly, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
He had only hypothesized before that the man in the cloak was an official.
It wasn’t until now that he confirmed this man to be the famous ace agent of the Federation’s X Bureau.
Being cocky before him meant courting death without knowing how you’d die. The hellish aura of his black umbrella surged, and countless tendrils emerged. However, he showed no fear, mumbling, “Oh, wow! So it’s you.”
In others’ shoes, one might hesitate for various reasons.
But with this man, Robin bore no doubt that he would strike decidedally.
Seeing Reuel Bible’s unyielding stance, the renowned detective found himself in a difficult position.
He really didn’t want to tussle with this person.
Because he saw the end already.
Destroying their amicable relationship, yet unable to retain the man, this would mean nothing for him.
But after all, he had been paid by the Miller Family to do a job, and must do something.
Robin didn’t intend to force Reuel Bible to back down, but he couldn’t just retreat either.
Seemingly struck with a brilliant idea, his face flashed a brief smirk. Turning to Leonard, who could have escaped but didn’t, he proposed, “You’re quite strong indeed. Fancy a bet? I’ll fight you with my power at the second tier. If you win, you can go. Sounds good?”
Having paused briefly, he continued, “Doing so… I believe… your friend won’t be put in a difficult position either.”
Upon hearing this, Leonard’s eyes flickered with anticipation.
He agreed without hesitation, “Sure!”
Gazing at the unruffled gentleman detective, Leonard sported a grin going from ear to ear.
Just then, as their eyes met, it was as if their souls were in perfect sync for a fleeting moment.
In that instant, he knew that the detective before him was is his kindred spirit. A bona fide gambler.
A man who would bet his entire fortune with the rich, yet wouldn’t shy away from wagering the only bowl a beggar had.
Even risking his life for it,
To hence find joy in it.
Finding such an understanding adversary was certainly an unexpected delight, just from the mere encounter.
Let alone an opportunity to gamble head-to-head with him.
That excited him far more than the prospect of defeating that supposed third-tier God Thief… Leonard was pumped!
The moment he agreed, he felt a familiar rush of excitement coursing through his veins.
His hormones went into overdrive, his fur thickened, and his werewolf body suddenly swelled, becoming even more imposing than before.
“Hahahaha…here it is, here it is! This feeling is finally back!”
The crimson glow in Leonard’s eyes burned fiercely as an untamed growl echoed in his heart.
Waves of euphoria rocked his brain and surged through his veins, his blood turning from hot to boiling.
He hadn’t felt this familiar and exhilarating feeling since he killed Saul Miller. He felt as though he was floating, his soul having ascended to the cloud nine. This was even more exhilarating than the wildness triggered by the Wolfsbane! The most direct manifestation was a significant boost in his attributes on the data panel, like strength and agility.
Hardly a moment later, with a loud ‘pop’, Leonard’s towering werewolf figure disappeared.
The third-tier God Thief not far away watched in shock, “He… He wasn’t even trying all this while?”
At this moment, he noticed the werewolf moved 20-30% faster than when they were fighting earlier!
Leonard wasn’t hiding his abilities on purpose.
It was just this state came only in the face of something that truly intrigued him, or a crisis that drove him to the edge, which made him this excited.
The third-tier God Thief he faced earlier was nowhere close.
He was merely warming up then. Now, it’s high time to get serious!
Watching Leonard charge forward, a worried Reuel Bible mumbled to himself,
“His mental deformation seems to have worsened…”