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Chapter 1281 - Chapter 1281 Chapter 394 Is the Rebel Dragon Army Leader Also

Chapter 1281: Chapter 394 Is the Rebel Dragon Army Leader Also a Witch?_2 Chapter 1281: Chapter 394 Is the Rebel Dragon Army Leader Also a Witch?_2 Now, seeing before him a powerful figure who had climbed to the pinnacle of painters, he was curious and at the same time astonished that indeed, none of the fifty-two Sequences were simple.

Just with these techniques of “Spatial Displacement” and “Imaginary Drawing”, anyone who came would be confused.

Because the brim of the hat was pressed so low, Leonard Churchill had not seen his face clearly, even on the arrest warrant, there was only half a face.

But just from that soft and beautiful jawline, one could tell that what the brim hid was absolutely a stunningly beautiful face.

The figure was graceful, the curve of the chest was just right, and there was a waterfall of golden hair, just like Ivan’s perfect golden yellow.

However, Leonard Churchill felt that this Rebel Dragon Army Leader must be an exceptionally beautiful woman, but she dressed very “gentlemanly”.

The tight white suit gave off a very neat feeling, filled with the painter’s uninhibited briskness, and an artistic air that didn’t conform to stereotypes.

…

Griffith subdued Tiger with one move, and the Soldiers still fighting around them also stiffened in unison, as if the scene had frozen there.

It was then that Leonard Churchill realized that everyone around him, except for himself, seemed to have fallen into a “still image” Barrier.

Griffith paid no attention to the struggling enemy.

Turning her face, she looked at Leonard Churchill and took off her hat, introducing herself proactively, “It’s a pleasure to meet you~ My name is Nelly D. Griffith.”

Leonard Churchill also replied politely, “Senior, hello. It’s my honor to meet you.”

Taking off her hat, he saw her face clearly for the first time.

The Rebel Dragon Army Leader was as beautiful as expected, looking very young, her skin tender as though she was a girl, yet the temperament between her brows had the steadiness of a mature woman.

But Leonard Churchill knew her age must not be small.

Because at least on the Southern Continent’s arrest warrant, she had looked like this twenty years ago.

She seemed to have stepped out of a painting, her appearance never changing.

From the first meeting, from head to toe, Leonard Churchill felt an air of “magic.”

However, in the face of such a powerful individual, appearance was insignificant. The strength of the other party alone was enough to command respect from the bottom of the heart.

“No need to be so polite. You can just call me by my first name,” she said.

Griffith was not at all distant, smiling as she walked over and said, “Aragon has told me about Mr. Churchill…”

She did not skimp on her praise, sizing up Leonard Churchill from head to toe, “Seeing you today, indeed, you are far from ordinary.”

A card master of her caliber could probably reconstruct the entire combat process with just a glance at the battlefield.

The strength of the young man before her was even more astounding than what Aragon had described.

As she drew near, Leonard Churchill caught a whiff of a fragrance that was pure and elegant, not at all vulgar, like the scent of a garden in spring.

As she approached, it was as if the whole of spring was coming toward him.

Leonard Churchill modestly said, “Ms. Griffith, you flatter me.”

In both Southern Continent and East Wilderness’ upper-class society, there were similar customs; when formally meeting a noble lady, a gentleman would kiss the back of the lady’s hand.

Leonard Churchill did not consider this important.

But Griffith walked over and naturally extended her hand.

Normally, Leonard Churchill would have gallantly cradled her hand with half a palm, but perhaps because he had just used “Black Demon,” he reached out and, unconsciously, his fingers curled in a dainty manner, slightly touching her palm like a lady would.

In that moment, although Leonard Churchill realized what he had done, his expression instantly changed!

He hadn’t expected the “effeminizing” Contamination from the glove to manifest itself at that moment.

However, just as Leonard Churchill thought his gesture would be extremely rude, Griffith let out a light exclamation of surprise.

Far from being offended, she unexpectedly said, “Are you also planning to follow the ‘Witch’ Sequence?”

“???”

Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill was at first startled and didn’t know how to respond.

But soon after, he felt there was something off about her tone of voice.

Also?

What did she mean by that?

“Giggle~”

Griffith, as if she had fully perceived the rapid change in Leonard Churchill’s thoughts, drew back her hand and giggled behind her hand.

She went on, “I must not have seen wrongly. You have taken the ‘Witch’ Sequence. And… perhaps you’ve undergone Transformation?”

Leonard Churchill felt that she might have misunderstood something and explained, “Senior might be mistaken. I have been Contaminated by a Relic.”

As he spoke, he showed the glove on his right hand.

“Ah?”

Griffith’s expression became puzzled, clearly not recognizing the “Black Demon.”

But she also noticed the high tier of the glove, hence her guess, “A Relic? Could it be a Relic exclusive to the Witch Sequence?”

“That, I…”

Leonard Churchill himself was not sure.

Hearing Witch Sequence repeatedly, he couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity, “May I ask, senior, what is the ‘Witch’ way?”

“You don’t know?”

Griffith looked at him as if she thought he knew.

Otherwise, why would you have mastered the Secret of a Witch yet not know about it?

She paused for a moment, realizing something and said, “Oh, I almost forgot; inheritance is broken in East Wilderness. The Witch I’m referring to is the ‘Queen of Spades-Forbidden Witch’.”

As she spoke, she added, “A powerful and indeed magical Professional Sequence…”

“…”

Leonard Churchill’s eyes twitched slightly as he listened.

This was indeed a Sequence unheard of in the discontinued East Wilderness heritage.

The Q Sequence was a high-tier Sequence, certainly very powerful.

But at that moment, something else came to Leonard Churchill’s mind.

For some reason, upon hearing the name of this Sequence, the fragmented information in his mind linked together.

It inexplicably reminded him of the spell spoken by the “Mirror of the Prophet” on the Underworld Train, “The most beautiful woman in the world is Emperor Lanlingster who has transformed into a witch”…