Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1840 - 557 Half Man, Half Woman_3

Chapter 1840: Chapter 557 Half Man, Half Woman_3

The voice was exceedingly gentle, like the most melodious words of this time, making it impossible for anyone to refuse.

The price of the wine was high, but Leonard Churchill knew it was a kind of exchange.

A glass of wine, in exchange for the mysterious rules he had just broken in some tavern.

He did not hesitate and responded without losing etiquette: "Of course. It’s my honor."

Realizing that the other side had no malice for the moment, he raised his gaze without giving anything away, and began to scrutinize the visitor before him.

A black dress that hugged her curves, perfectly outlining her exquisite figure.

The mere sight of her figure exuded an unparalleled beauty that could topple a nation.

However, this only deepened Leonard Churchill’s puzzlement.

Because this presence, this attire, felt strangely familiar to him.

As his gaze moved up from her slender neck, a breathtakingly beautiful face came into view.

Yet, what astonished Leonard Churchill was not this lovely face but because he had seen her before!

Before him was... the person he had seen in the Alternate Dimension as the "Black Crow Castle Bandit" of the Southern Continent, Emperor Lanlingster!

...

"Indeed!"

The moment Leonard Churchill saw the woman in the black dress, all his previous speculations were confirmed.

The person before him was the Witch Lanlingster!

That emperor had separated a part of his consciousness and left it in this relic.

Thinking of this, Leonard Churchill could not help but get excited.

Unlike the fictional scenarios in the Alternate Dimension, this relic contained the consciousness the emperor himself had divested!

In a certain sense, this was another side of the Great Emperor himself!

Like touching across hundreds of thousands of years, recognizing that emperor who once stood at the pinnacle of the entire plane, Leonard Churchill felt a strong sense of curiosity and anticipation.

The woman in the black dress saw Leonard Churchill’s momentarily rigid gaze and chuckled lightly: "It seems you know me?"

She said as she sat on the high stool nearby.

Leonard Churchill stated straightforwardly: "You are Lanlingster... Ma’am? I had the honor to see you once in the Alternate Dimension."

He guessed that the Witch Lanlingster had probably not ascended the throne as an emperor yet, so how should he address her?

Mister was surely inappropriate... Miss? Madame?

He ended up saying Ma’am.

The bartender didn’t ask the woman in the black dress what she wanted to drink, seemingly familiar, and directly poured a glass of crimson wine.

The woman in the black dress just smiled faintly: "Oh."

She did not deny her identity.

Leonard Churchill stood in solemn awe.

Just in time for the exchange, the bartender was pouring wine, and his gaze fell on that glass of red wine again, speculating what effect the wine would have.

But thinking he had no money left, his hesitation increased.

However, in the eyes of the woman in the black dress opposite him, he had no secrets to hide.

The woman in the black dress chuckled: "You’ve got some guts, daring to drink at the Rose Tavern on your first visit. Yet, with your current tier, you can’t afford a second glass of Soul Wine."

...

Leonard Churchill’s eyes narrowed slightly as he listened, realizing that there was more to it.

He also realized that this mentioning was a kind reminder, for which he genuinely thanked her: "Thank you for the reminder."

The woman in the black dress smiled nonchalantly, took over the wine glass handed by the bartender, and sipped gracefully.

This scene surprised the tavern’s patrons.

This newcomer was unharmed?

Anyone who had sat in that seat never returned to the tavern again.

That seat was the biggest taboo in the Rose Tavern.

....

The tavern fell eerily silent.

It seemed the tavern monsters dared not look straight at the woman in the black dress, yet they gazed at the newcomer as if he were a monster.

But Leonard Churchill himself felt fine, looking at the Witch Lanlingster before him, couldn’t help but say: "Your beauty is indeed as legendary as it is unparalleled..."

Previously, in the Alternate Dimension, it was just a fleeting glimpse, but now she was really sitting before him, clearly in view.

This charm, like the Great Sun, truly made Leonard Churchill feel he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

With no desire, just a sincere appreciation for ultimate beauty in the world.

The woman in the black dress’ eyes sparkled, her lips lightly pursed, "Oh? Is that so..."

She gazed at Leonard Churchill and said: "You’re not bad yourself."

"???"

At first, Leonard Churchill didn’t make much of it, thinking it was a normal courteous response.

However, after a pause, a moment of deep terror struck him.

I complimented your beauty, what do you mean by "You’re not bad yourself"?

Am I also beautiful?

Seeing his stunned expression, the woman in the black dress slightly raised the corners of her eyes and laughed: "Haven’t you looked in the mirror?"

This reminder made Leonard Churchill realize something.

He thought of looking at the high glass of wine before him, only to see his own face reflected.

The reflection in the glass showed himself as half a handsome man in a suit and half a strikingly beautiful woman in a black dress.

Though either half was perfectly normal.

But pieced together, an absolute "monster"!

No wonder those patrons had odd expressions looking at him before; Leonard Churchill realized his form was even stranger than those with beast transformations.

The woman in the black dress once again saw through everything and laughed: "Oh, seems like it’s your first time seeing your soul."

...

This made Leonard Churchill realize this was his soul.

He also understood why.

The witch’s mutation contamination was on the soul, making it more intuitive how severe it had become.

After the initial surprise, Leonard Churchill accepted this fact.

The woman in the black dress seemed to sense something, giving him a meaningful look.

Leonard Churchill looked at his pocket watch, realizing he didn’t have much time left in this space.

The woman in the black dress glanced at his checking time action, thought of something, and lightly shook her head with a chuckle.

Leonard Churchill keenly observed her reaction, vaguely sensing she might be insinuating something.

As she didn’t show any hostility, he boldly asked: "Do you think... my pocket watch time is off?"

He asked the most pressing question.

This was the most crucial thing concerning his life and death.

Although he was sure he hadn’t miscalculated the time, he couldn’t rule out the influence of some mysterious force on his perception.

Unable to detect it himself, the best way was to ask directly.

The woman in the black dress sipped her wine, those beautiful eyes seemed to see through everything, her smile grew brighter, "You’re quite astute, meticulous, and cautious... haven’t seen such an interesting person in a long time."

Leonard Churchill heard the compliment but didn’t feel exceptionally outstanding.

In the presence of this Great Emperor, anyone would pale in comparison.

Clearly, her words had deeper meaning.

Indeed, the woman in the black dress suddenly shifted her tone, countering: "But, do you think... there is a flow of time here?"

Leonard Churchill was struck like a bolt, realizing he might have been wrong in some methods from the moment he entered this space!

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