Chapter 1610: Chapter 489 Demon Beast Attacks the Camp Chapter 1610: Chapter 489 Demon Beast Attacks the Camp “Senior.”
The cloaked Madam Mister approached, greeting Elder Clinton with respect.
“???”
Elder Clinton was taken aback once again.
A flicker of embarrassnt crossed his dark, aged face.
It seed he was puzzled by yet another encounter with soone who knew him, and whom he could not rember.
The old man asked, “Er…do we know each other?”
Even with her face veiled, the sultry voice of Madam Mister held a hint of allure as she chuckled softly, “Have you forgotten? You once visited my manor. But that was a very long ti ago.”
To others, these words might not seem unusual, but Leonard Churchill, upon hearing them, couldn’t help a twitch at the corner of his eyes.
Manor…
Could it be the “Black Crow Fort” in the Alternate Dinsion?
But that was sothing from over a hundred thousand years ago.
Could it be that Elder Clinton t Madam Mister over a hundred thousand years ago?
When Leonard thought about the Forbidden Ruins Stele he saw at the bottom of the cliff at Black Crow Fort in the Alternate Dinsion, it indeed seed possible.
But no matter how he pondered it, the idea felt absurd.
Two people who have lived from the end of the Chaotic Era to the present… Truly outrageous.
Madam Mister greeted Elder Clinton and seed to have recognized Leonard as well. She glanced at him, her clear eyes revealing a teasing smile: “Handso boy, we et again~”
With Madam Mister initiating conversation, Leonard couldn’t pretend not to recognize her. He courteously gave up his high stool, saying, “Madam Mister, long ti no see. I didn’t expect to et you here.”
It wasn’t entirely unexpected.
The Holy Church had always been announcing the extermination of heretics, and he had known for a while that there were vampires active in the Death Domain.
What he had not expected was that, with a Red Robed Archbishop present in the camp, she would still dare to show up so openly.
She certainly had nerve.
“Thank you~”
Madam Mister did not stand on ceremony, habitually smoothing her unnecessary priest skirt as she gracefully seated herself on the stool.
She looked at Leonard and teased: “That day we t at the Hundred Confluence Opera House, I thought you might co to catch up later. I even prepared fine wine, but ended up waiting in vain for most of the night…”
It sounded like the plaintive emptiness of a flirtatious lady.
But Leonard knew it was mockery and casually replied with a smile: “Definitely next ti.”
“Heh~”
Madam Mister raised her eyebrow and smiled coyly, seemingly amused by this playboy’s response.
Her gaze briefly swept to Sophia Jones, and she added: “The young lady is indeed very beautiful~ No wonder.”
Leonard didn’t explain, rely smiled.
Sophia Jones also remained silent, but she felt there was sothing odd about being called “young lady.”
By the sound of it, this woman shouldn’t be much older than herself.
But glancing at Leonard’s expression, she seed to understand sothing.
Anyone involved with Senior Clinton was likely to have an extraordinary background.
…
Although everyone seed to know what was going on, the atmosphere was still a bit strange.
Leonard broke the silence, “Madam Mister, what brings you here?”
Of course, he knew that the Countess wasn’t here to see him.
There was only one possibility: Reuel Bible couldn’t show his face, so Madam Mister was here to talk business with Elder Clinton.
“Oh, seeing you almost made forget my business.”
Madam Mister patted her ample bosom, concealed under her loose robe, and ordered so wine from the bartender. Then she addressed Elder Clinton, “Senior, I would like to ask for your divination assistance.”
Upon hearing this, Elder Clinton no longer cared about recognition, imdiately warming up with the appearance of a shyster who wouldn’t let any business opportunity slip by, eagerly inviting, “Oh, well, say no more… Miss, what do you want to divine?”
He patted his chest ready to boast: “I dare not brag about other things, but when it cos to divination, I am the most seasoned diviner in this camp. Fortune-telling, luck analysis, matchmaking, locating things…pendulums, tarot cards, poker, nurical spirits, astrology…there’s hardly anything I don’t know a thing or two about.”
This grandiose claim was overheard by nearby patrons, who scoffed disdainfully: Didn’t this guy just claim to be an information rchant? How is he suddenly a diviner now?
He may be the oldest, but as for divining… all those freelance diviners in the market had sothing in common with deceit.
Hearing his boast of being “proficient in everything,” others imdiately pegged him as a charlatan.
However, Madam Mister seed to believe in him sincerely. After listening to Elder Clinton’s words, she affird, “Hmm. I was skeptical back in the day. Now that your divination has co true, I realize how shallow my knowledge was…”
Leonard felt there was a hidden implication in her words.
Madam Mister didn’t dawdle, promptly handing over a Gold Coin, she inquired: “Senior, I’d like to ask about fortunes and misfortunes.”
“Ah… that’s easy.”
Elder Clinton’s gaze lingered on the Gold Coin, blurting out reflexively: “Are you here for treasure hunting and adventure in this forest? You should know that this is deep within the Magical Beast Forest, filled with imnse dangers, especially with the recent ergence of top-tier Demon Beasts from the Mysterious Realm… The risks are great…”
This sales talk was viewed by bystanders as worthless. Who doesn’t know that the Magical Beast Forest is dangerous? Pure drivel.
Madam Mister frowned upon hearing this.
Yet she seed to have learned so obscure rules, silently producing a few more Gold Coins and placing them on the bar, asking, “Is there a way to avoid these risks?”
Sure enough, as soon as she did this, Elder Clinton’s eyes lit up.
It has to be said, the old man still maintained a sense of professional ethics.
Since he took the money, he obligingly added: “Miss, you’re lucky to have t . If you truly encounter mortal danger, heading southeast may resolve the peril…”
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