Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1799 - 546: Return to Sinless City_2

Chapter 1799: Chapter 546: Return to Sinless City_2

The lady of the "Capen family", in terms of identity and status, could definitely be called a princess.

And now she has become a cheap prostitute in an ordinary tavern?

Tracy Garcia felt soft-hearted and somewhat sad, as if she should do something, but didn’t know what to do, "Ah... so should we...?"

Leonard Churchill shook his head and interrupted, "No need. Everyone has their own destiny. She probably doesn’t want to meet people who once knew her."

War has always been cruel; this is just a small glimpse of countless tragic fates on the battlefield.

As he spoke, his gaze had already retracted, and a thread of cause and effect had extended in his mind.

At that moment, the bartender served the drinks.

"Cheers."

"Yes, it’s been a long time since we had a drink together. Cheers."

"..."

The three clinked their glasses, drank, and chatted.

...

Outside the window on Downing Street, the streets were crowded with people.

Although the war of conquest in the East Wilderness had halted, the wealth accumulated over three thousand years was still a great treasure trove for the people of the Southern Continent.

As long as one had the strength to loot inhabited towns, they could make a fortune.

Fully armed mercenaries and adventurers could be seen everywhere on the streets.

At this moment, a hooded man walked into an inconspicuous black alley and suddenly disappeared into the shadows.

As soon as he vanished, a few sneaky but utterly confused individuals appeared at the entrance of the alley.

Meanwhile, in the tavern, Leonard Churchill raised his glass and said, "The information has been confirmed. The Iris Legion originally received the intel and intended to ambush the Royal Court but accidentally destroyed a secret mechanical factory. They brought back a semi-finished ’Titan Battle Armor’ and a lot of production materials. They should be stored in the Third Legion’s warehouse, just two blocks away from Downing Street..."

Although the three hadn’t gone anywhere, their shadow clone had already gathered the necessary intelligence.

Hearing this, Tracy Garcia also said, "Did those people deliberately spread the news? It really seems to be a bait."

Camilla rarely spoke and said, "Even if it’s bait, the people of the Royal Family will definitely come."

"Indeed."

Leonard Churchill smiled and nodded.

He could even deduce that the Marshal of the Iris Legion was able to keep the mecha in violation of the Holy Tribunal’s prohibition due to the widespread "bait tactic."

It was an obvious bait tactic, but the three knew that the people of the Orlan Royal Court had no choice but to fall for it.

After all, the "Titan Battle Armor" was too important for King Arthur, even concerning future wars and rule.

Mechanical battle armor can’t be made with just blueprints alone.

It also requires enough resources, mechanics, and a great deal of high-precision production equipment.

The higher the level of the battle armor, the greater the demand for talent and equipment.

Training talent takes time, and it’s not something that faith pollution can quickly produce.

Back when Orlan was restored, the Song Family almost swept all of the Federation’s high-tech talents. The Orlan Royal Court being able to piece together a Titan production line was no easy feat.

Now that it’s been taken, they have to get it back no matter what.

Moreover, the materials required for the Titan Battle Armor are very rare, especially in the East Wilderness where top-tier magic power metals are scarce, making it difficult to gather them.

Back then, the Song Family, known as the "Black Gold Trade Union," was the largest mine owner in the East Wilderness. According to the Song Family’s mineral deposit experts, the known top-tier magic power metals in the East Wilderness can hardly make ten Titan Battle Armors.

This is why the Orlan Royal Court has always had its eyes on the Alliance Army, because they have few people in the Old Continent but urgently need resources from over there.

So, with a production line taken, they will definitely come back.

....

"It won’t be easy to rob those items and people back in Sinless City..."

"Indeed. Given the current defense layout, even an Eighth Order Card Master would come and get trapped. For the Ninth Tier... Other than Moon God Arachne, I can’t think of anyone from the Royal Court with such power..."

"That Moon God probably won’t come. The Ninth Tier Marshal of the Iris Legion is likely waiting for a powerful expert to walk into the trap. An old god who hasn’t condensed godhood is not necessarily unmanageable for someone who has reached the peak of demigod power..."

"Indeed. Those three Titan Battle Armors extracted from the Imperial Mausoleum might have the capability to break through, but if they get damaged here, there would be no more cards left. Tsk tsk, now that King Arthur must be having a headache..."

"Forcing a direct robbery doesn’t seem possible. I think the best plan might be to ’steal’..."

"..."

The three drank their wine, analyzed the gathered intelligence, and found the situation increasingly interesting.

Now, the main players in this game are the Orlan Royal Court and the Iris Legion.

Leonard Churchill’s group appeared as "spectators" watching the chess game, intrigued by calculating the moves both sides would take next.

But the situation wasn’t completely unrelated to them.

They came here also to see if there’s an opportunity to get their hands on the treasures in the warehouse.

Leonard Churchill and his group weren’t interested in being the prime movers.

But understanding the moves of both sides might provide a chance for them.

However, it seemed that the Orlan Royal Court had little chance of success.

That Ninth Tier Marshal Andre was a genuine top-tier expert, a battlefield veteran who could foresee all imaginable strategies.

Unless the Orlan Royal Court could use an unexpected tactic.

Leonard Churchill’s group knew more about the Orlan Royal Court than the people of the Southern Continent, and they understood the situation in the Southern Continent better than the people of the Orlan Royal Court.