Chapter 119: Chapter 73 A Strange Letter_2
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The standoff in the street, as Sister Bonny said, caused quite a bit of commotion, but there was no fight.
However, the commotion attracted more and more onlookers.
Leonard Churchill sat in the Rose Tavern, watching the show, but his gaze occasionally wandered through the crowd.
The Silver Moon Sect’s meeting was supposed to start at nine, it was already half-past nine unknowingly.
He had been observing the first floor all along, but he didn’t notice anything unusual.
There were some private entertainment rooms on the second floor of the Rose Tavern. Being enclosed, there hadn’t been many people before.
But now, due to the noise in the street, the people in the rooms upstairs also came out to watch the excitement.
A glance from the comer of Leonard’s eyes sharply caught something.
He saw a guest coming out of a room on the second floor.
This was not surprising, but Leonard saw what looked like uncontrollably flaring Curse Power on that guy’s body, much like an octopus’s tentacles!
Beyond the corpses, Leonard had never seen this kind of irregular charm energy overflow on any living person. He instantly thought of something: “Baron ‘Lone Wolf’?”
But he had seen Baron on the train before, and he didn’t look …
Not everyone had a clown mask to change faces.
Suddenly he thought of something and had an epiphany: “Skin change!”
Leonard finally knew where the skin that the doctor had peeled off had gone.
He also knew why the people of the Silver Moon Sect hid so well.
They changed their skin directly!
The physical change of appearance would be unnoticed by people.
“This craft is really extraordinary…”
Looking at the skin that was no different from ordinary people, Leonard sighed.
But the fact now was that the doctor has been killed, he didn’t know if they could change again.
Seeing the apparition of Baron, he was now sure that the Silver Moon Mirror was their sect’s internal communication device.
He had originally planned to write another compliant letter.
But he dismissed the idea.
It wouldn’t necessarily harm others, and it wouldn’t even slightly disadvantage himself.
Now, apart from a suspect who might be Baron, he was not sure if any of the other people in the pub were members of the Silver Moon Sect.
There was a mole in the Golden Oak Security Company, a complain letter might not work.
If he were to alert them, he might expose the fact that the mirror leaked information.
Moreover, the person had already left.
For a moment, many thoughts crossed Leonard’s mind.
Undoubtedly, they were planning something with this mirror.
But now was not the right time.
These bastards were probably here to talk about the auction in three days. Keeping an eye on that mirror might intercept some information.
Unknowingly, Leonard’s brain had pieced together the information he had, forming vague plans in his mind.
Not long after, Leonard Churchill left the Rose Tavern.
He didn’t expect to discover any big secret in the first place. Just confirming that the mirror was useful was already the biggest gain.
Leonard retraced his steps and returned to the abandoned building.
He checked the traps around the mirror. No one had come looking for it yet. He felt even more at ease.
In fact, when he saw Baron appear earlier, Leonard was already basically sure that there wouldn’t be any trouble with this mirror.
Otherwise, those skittish Silver Moon Sect members certainly wouldn’t continue to gather in the Rose Tavern.
Now that the information that needed confirmation has been confirmed, Leonard didn’t wander around and instead continued to digest the gains from these days in the rundown building.
Whether it was his own enlightenment or his inherent ability to multitask learning, his meditation has become very proficient now, and he didn’t need to focus too much to fully operate the Breathing Method mantra.
He could even afford to do something else in the meantime.
While practicing the breathing method, he couldn’t do anything strenuous. However, there was no need for him to keep his eyes closed.
With this in mind, Leonard Churchill dug out the set of “Card Master Beginner’s Encyclopedia” he had bought from the black market and began leafing through it again.
The feel of the manually copied parchment was pleasant, and although it was pricey, it would last a very long time.
The pages were yellowed with age, and Leonard estimated that the set he held in his hands had a history that almost spanned a century.
Flipping through it always stirred a palpable sense of the weight of the times.
He was inherently curious about everything in this otherworldly place, so even a textbook didn’t bore him in the slightest.
Basic principles of curses, card making, introductions to demon beasts and mutated monsters…
These dry knowledge nuggets felt like little elves entering his brain.
As he turned page after page, Leonard gradually gained a more profound understanding of this world.
His mind was constantly filled with the anticipation of unveiling a mystery.
But, all of a sudden, a letter slipped out from the book.
Leonard picked it up curiously. It seemed to be a letter?
The content was as follows: “Grandpa gave me a birthday gift and said it would be a big surprise. Oh… I’m so curious and can’t wait. But he encrypted it in Taren’s Classics and asked me to decrypt it myself. Grandpa cunningly asked the teachers at the academy not to help me, so I had to decipher it on my own. But… but these ancient characters are so difficult, they give me a headache. I wish someone could help me. Please translate these symbols for me. I’m really excited about the gift. I promise, if I get a response, I’ll study hard in the future, v, x, v, co, ”
After reading the contents of the letter, Leonard couldn’t help but smile slightly.
As he read the words, he could almost picture a distressed girl with her head in her hands at her desk. While she was writing the letter, she was constantly ranting and raving as if sheared by resentment.
Learning a language requires innate enlightenment. Simply giving someone a dictionary isn’t enough for them to learn a language.
Let alone Taren’s Classics, a simplified version of the demon’s language.
Leonard read this text and shook his head with a smile.
He didn’t take it to heart.
This was, after all, an old piece of parchment.
He figured it was probably a letter that the original owner of the book had inadvertently left inside when selling the used books.
Since Leonard was missing a bookmark, he decided to keep this beautifully crafted letter.
He continued to read on.
His reading efficiency decreased.
He had previously been able to immerse himself completely, but now his thoughts were constantly interrupted.
Upon reflection, the symbols on the note seemed to have a certain magical power that resonated in his mind from time to time.
He knew them, but he hadn’t answered them.
It felt.Jike something needing to be done hadn’t been, and something seemed off.
From out of nowhere, Leonard took out a pen.
He wrote a rough translation of a few ancient Taren characters under the piece
of paper: gift, garden, tree house, seal…
He looked at what he’d written and smiled.
Strangely enough, after writing these few words, as if completing some cosmic agreement, he immediately felt invigorated and clear-headed.
Any anxious and restless thoughts in his brain immediately vanished.
Leonard didn’t give it much thought, and sank back into meditation.
Three days passed in a flash.
The day of the auction had finally arrived.
Leonard was puzzled that there had been no movement from Rose Tavern since that day.
But early in the morning, a new secret message appeared in the “Silver Moon Mirror”: “Proceed as planned”.
After deciphering the message, Leonard knew that those guys from the Silver Moon Sect were definitely planning to bid on those items at the auction.
And they were taking action today!
But how could they dare with only a few people?
I was revising the draft and organizing the outline when this was published, so not much progress has been made in these few chapters. I originally planned to take a break and organize, but as I just published, I didn’t think it was appropriate. Luckily, I’ve almost finished organizing. I apologize for any inconvenience..