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Chapter 1214 - Chapter 1214 Chapter 374 City of Thieves

Chapter 1214: Chapter 374 City of Thieves Chapter 1214: Chapter 374 City of Thieves The coffin is the source of the soul nourishment effect on the Underworld Train.

Leonard Churchill had been curious about what exactly it was before this.

Besides, the unknown always makes one suspect that there may be some uncertain risks.

At present, he felt that, apart from the passenger in compartment 007, the mysterious coffin was something that had to be treated with caution.

Sophia Jones listened and retorted with a question, “Coffin?”

“Yes. Right in the compartment in front of the first-class, there’s a black coffin…”

Leonard Churchill reiterated what he had seen earlier.

Sophia Jones paused briefly, as if trying hard to recall something, then raised her eyes to Leonard Churchill and shook her head, “I don’t know. The notes contain a lot, but I didn’t see anything about a ‘coffin’ when I read them before.”

“Oh.”

Leonard Churchill heard this and didn’t ask any further, as the notes could be reviewed slowly.

He then asked, “Aunt Jones, can you open the door to room 001 now?”

Sophia Jones looked at the compartment door and nodded, “Yes. When I was recognized by the notes earlier, I gained many permissions for this train.”

While speaking, she walked over and grasped the doorknob of the compartment, and as if through biometric recognition, the complex ancient patterns on the lock lit up.

With a “click”, the door opened.

…

Inside the room, Susu Garcia, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, looked at the door opening with an expression that could not hide her surprise.

She had already been astonished when Leonard Churchill entered using spatial means before.

She hadn’t expected that this time, the door would be opened directly?

One should know that this compartment was designed to restrict certain dangerous Undead Spirits, with extremely high-level restrictions. Aside from the White Family Head, no one could open it.

Witnessing this, Susu Garcia sized up the newcomers.

Leonard Churchill took the initiative and introduced, “Auntie Garcia, this is my friend Sophia Jones, also the leader of the Revolutionary Army.”

As he spoke, he also introduced Susu Garcia to Sophia Jones.

Although the two had not met before, they were somewhat familiar with each other’s reputations.

Most importantly, with Leonard Churchill as a trusted intermediary, the atmosphere of their meeting was harmonious.

Sophia Jones and Susu Garcia nodded to each other out of courtesy.

Leonard Churchill’s original intention was to help Auntie Garcia get out of the Neon Train.

However, after stating his intentions, Susu Garcia shook her head, “Thank you for your kindness. However, I cannot leave now.”

Leonard Churchill was surprised by her response and looked at her questioningly, “???”

“It’s complicated. I’m not here entirely because of the Orlan Royal Family,” Susu Garcia spoke calmly, seemingly resigned to her situation, “In short… I cannot leave now.”

“…”

Hearing her words laden with unspeakable difficulties, Leonard Churchill didn’t press further.

Moreover, the “imprisonment” was no longer urgent.

It was confirmed the person was on this train, and the door could be opened at any time, so whether she could leave now seemed less important.

Susu Garcia seemed to be contemplating more.

Seeing that Leonard Churchill and his companion could open the compartment door, she asked, “If I may be so bold to ask, Miss Jones, have you already obtained the control permissions for Neon?”

Sophia Jones nodded.

Susu Garcia heard this and seemed deeply moved, as if she suddenly saw hope for resolving issues that had been troubling her for a long time.

With great emphasis, she said, “This Underworld Train has been going to the Underworld for countless years to supplement the Undead Air. It is also tied to the special Contract with the Immortal Aegis Animals, and it’s the most important nurturing method. However, after the last member of the White Family of the Seventh Grade passed away eight hundred years ago, the train has since been traveling in this Plane, never having been to the Underworld again…”

As the High Priest Orlan, she clearly knew more about things others did not.

Listening to this secret, Leonard Churchill and Sophia Jones finally understood what was going on with the train.

So those special Immortal Aegis Animals had been brought from the Underworld before?

It seemed like another mysterious and unknown Domain was unfolding before them, and Leonard Churchill was full of curiosity.

Susu Garcia aware of their curiosity outright said, “What I know also comes from the Great Priest Lineage’s inheritance. I have not been to the Underworld either…”

Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill’s expression became slightly peculiar.

For others, the Underworld was something from myths and legends, an existence of uncertain reality.

Leonard Churchill had thought so too until then.

But because of Tracy Garcia, he had seen the gate to the Underworld with his own eyes.

After a pause, Susu Garcia looked at Sophia Jones again, and said politely, “If possible, I would like to borrow your permissions, Miss Jones, to visit the Underworld and verify something left by my ancestors.”

Leonard Churchill was thoughtful; the Great Priest Lineage seemed to have a special connection with the Underworld since ancient times.

Sophia Jones too had only learned that the Neon Train was headed for the Underworld after boarding.

Even after reading the notes, she had for the first time confirmed the existence of the Underworld in reality.

Although she had the permissions, theoretically enabling the train to return to the Underworld, such a proposal seemed magical for a human.

After all, the legendary Underworld was not a place for the living.

Contemplating this, Sophia Jones glanced at Leonard Churchill beside her and, without much hesitation, accepted, “Okay.”

Susu Garcia heard this and thanked them politely, “Thank you.”

Leonard Churchill didn’t ask Auntie Garcia about her purpose for going to the Underworld, thinking if she could tell, she surely would.

He instead asked, “By the way, Auntie Garcia, do you know anything about the coffin on the train?”

Others might not know, but perhaps she would.

After all, the Orlan Royal Family also had a similar coffin.