Chapter 546: Chapter 189 [Xismark Holy Grail]
Although Leonard Churchill had an idea of the identity of the person in the cloak sitting before him, he still asked cautiously.
He also realized that this person wasn’t interested in the contents of the Storage Ring, but was rather indulging in nostalgia.
After all, in her own words, it belonged to the Garcia family.
When asked, the cloaked figure across the fire didn’t explain much, instead, she directly revealed her face.
Under the light of the fire, a face of exceptional temperament was illuminated.
Underneath the cloak was a long dress that showcased the characteristics of the Orlan Dynasty, outlining a stunning figure.
Her skin was delicate and smooth, with a touch of porcelain-like luster. She had the charm of a mature woman yet the skin of a young girl, with a hint of wisdom in her eyes… This was a beautiful woman whose age was hard to distinguish at first glance.
What was most captivating was the rich aura of mystery from the old age about her. She was elegant and dignified, yet had a sense of holiness distinct from the rest of the world.
Leonard Churchill had only ever seen this kind of feeling in the Silver Moon Leader.
It was an elusive feeling uncommon in ordinary people.
Exchanging one look, Leonard Churchill looked at this mostly familiar face and confirmed his guess.
The woman before him was none other than
Tracy Garcia’s mother.
The High Priest of Orlan Dynasty.
One of the top powers of the current era.
Although Leonard Churchill was somewhat unsure – because if his guess was right, things would get complicated – he tentatively said, “That… senior…
Before he could even finish his question, the cloaked figure guessed his doubts and readily admitted her identity, “I am Tracy’s mother.”
Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill made an odd face.
But all the doubts in his heart suddenly became clear.
No wonder she was able to easily open the coffin sealing the Angel’s Remains in the Mysterious Underground Palace;
No wonder she was able to converse with the Tauren in the Blacksmith Shop using the ancient Tauren language;
Aside from the mysterious Elder Clinton, only the High Priest of Orlan Dynasty that has a legacy of thousands of years could have done so.
No wonder she helped him pay the price of forging flying knives, she did it because of her daughter Tracy.
Furthermore, knowing her identity now, Leonard Churchill also realized that when she severely injured him, she must have had other profound intentions.
Otherwise, if it was someone from X Bureau chasing after him, he would have no chance of survival at all.
Considering the current situation, it was clear that she had saved him once again.
Without saying anything else, Leonard Churchill stood up and bowed politely, “Thank you for saving my life, senior.”
The cloaked figure didn’t seem to care much. Her eyes flashed with wisdom as she said lightly, “Your current predicament is somewhat linked to my Garcia family. Saving you is only what we should do.”
Linked to the Garcia family?
Enigmatic as always, Leonard Churchill didn’t play dumb. He was indeed curious about what had happened, so he asked directly, “Senior, do you know why they want to kill me at X Bureau?”
The cloaked figure seemed to know.
But it appeared to be a serious matter, one that was somewhat difficult to explain.
She stirred the fire with a stick, sparks drifting in the air along with the warm air, lighting up her beautiful face through a filter of orange light, making her look even more stunning.
After a moment’s pondering, she finally said, “They weren’t after you.”
Leonard Churchill was all ears, “Not after me?”
The cloaked figure-mother of Tracy Garcia-turned her gaze, her expression slightly peculiar, her tone a bit downcast, “That girl entangled her fate with yours. The people of X Bureau were actually after her. And they found you instead.”
Leonard Churchill immediately understood upon hearing this.
Back in Sinless City, after he killed the city lord Saul Miller and was severely injured, Tracy, to avoid being tracked, seemed to have said that she used a secret skill that entangled their fates together.
At first, Leonard Churchill didn’t pay it much attention.
Although he knew that that miss with the round head was involved in a mess that wasn’t small at all.
Rather, he considered her a friend and thus didn’t weigh the gains and losses.
Now that he heard this, he realized that he had been implicated.
However, it was only a bit surprising.
Even if he had almost died because of it, Leonard Churchill didn’t feel any regret. He was quite calm about it.
The cloaked figure looked at Leonard Churchill’s expressions, while she didn’t say anything, she praised him in her heart and continued, “The little girl said a ‘Mr. Leonard Churchill’ had saved her life a few times. That must be you.”
With that, her gaze fell on the Storage Ring of the Garcia family’s inheritance in her hand.
No wonder it was entrusted to this fellow, she had observed him before, he indeed wasn’t bad.
The cloaked figure said, tossing the ring over, “Since Tracy entrusted it to you, you can keep this ring.”
Leonard Churchill caught the Storage Ring, a faint awkwardness between his brows.
The figure before him was both an elder and a senior, there was no need for courtesies.
He put aside any more hesitation and accepted it.
But when he raised his arm to catch the ring, it strained his wound, causing him to wince in pain and inhale sharply.
For some reason, Leonard Churchill was suddenly reminded of the previous sneak attack that he had suffered.
The cloaked figure seemed to be able to read minds, directly explaining the doubts in his heart, “The reason I severely injured you earlier was because the higher-ups of X Bureau used an incredibly costly secret tracking skill that can lock onto one’s fate. That skill will keep tracking unless the target is dead.”
Listening to this, Leonard Churchill’s pupils slightly contracted. Although, he wasn’t exactly surprised.
The experts of X Bureau were indeed too many. He had already experienced this before.