Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 611: Chapter 207 My Backer Has a Lot of Influence_2

All kinds of giant steam machinery chugged and puffed white smoke as they transported heavy construction materials, busily working at every building site around the street corners.

The Lionheart Family’s generous investments had given this frontier city in the Old Continent the atmosphere of a large town.

The streets were bustling with people, not just the exiled criminals-turned-hunters from Sinless City, but also many well-equipped, large hunting teams and elite mercenary corps members.

A simple inquiry made it clear that news of the Summer Shepherd City relics had spread throughout the entire Federation.

The emergence of such “Super Tier wilderness relics” had all factions on the move.

Even the other families among the Federation’s five Senators had sent representatives, and various nobility’s private armies and hunting teams had now become the main force in taming the wilderness.

After all, these super tier relics had already revealed too many high-tier treasures — potentially game-changing opportunities for the dynamics of the upper class society, as well as big chances for high-order card masters looking for breakthroughs.

Lion City’s popularity had even surpassed that of the new city developed by the Miller Family near the Demon Cross.

Leonard Churchill went around the Hunter’s Association, inquiring about the latest movements of the forces within the ruins.

Then he headed to the tavern for a drink and, incidentally, to gather information about Abel.

He quickly received news.

Abel had become a celebrity in Sinless City.

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The Brotherhood, having firmly clung to the Lionheart Family’s support, was now securely the largest gang in Sinless City.

As a core member of this gang, Abel had followed Young Master Kak to Lion City and was recently rising to prominence.

As the saying goes, snakes have their own paths, and rats have their own tracks.

With the establishment of New City and the chaos in order, there were too many shady dealings that needed to be done.

Stuff the nobility’s private soldiers and the Security Office couldn’t handle was left to the gangs.

Only the most ruthless could deter those unwilling to follow the rules.

With his combat power and cold-blooded ruthlessness, Abel had become the de facto top gang leader in Lion City.

However, Leonard was actually looking for trouble with this guy and killing him within the city would not be easy.

Leonard wasn’t in a hurry, though. He continued gathering intelligence while also dealing with the after-effects of his recent explosive increase in physical attributes.

He staked out for four days.

That day, at the Rusted Gear Tavern.

The Hunter’s Tavern was bustling day and night.

Leonard had roughly figured out Abel’s routine and had come to the tavern in hopes of encountering the man by chance.

He habitually sat in an inconspicuous corner with an expansive view.

He ordered some liquor and also a beverage girl with a good figure, wearing a short skirt that revealed half her buttocks.

This was standard in the Hunter’s Tavern — while sipping his drink, Leonard also listened to the other hunters chattering and shooting the breeze.

“Oh man, you just arrived so you don’t know. Yesterday, the ‘White Wolf Hunter Group’ discovered a special Alternate Dimension on the eastern outskirts, yielding Golden Quality ‘Spades 6’ and several Silver Material… This news has blown up the hunter circles. It’s said that now big nobles have posted rewards of over a hundred million for high-tier materials. My god, if I could get my hands on a piece of golden equipment, I wouldn’t have to worry for the rest of my life.”

“Really? Gold Level Materials were found?”

“Indeed! My cousin is one of the White Wolf Group’s outer pioneer hunters. He just messed around in the Alternate Dimension for a bit, earning a low clearance rating, but since the main team got Golden Marks, he also got a huge payout. And that guy is so lucky, he drew a minor masterwork Mystery Spell card during the settlement, which was bought by Hansen Commerce for over five million; he went back to Sinless City to live it up today…”

“Oh, stop being envious; let’s finish our drinks and quickly head to the Hunter’s Association to see if there are any suitable taming missions…”

“…”

Hunters talked the most about various pioneering missions, women, and treasures.

Every day in the vibrant new city of Lion City, there were stories of striking it rich.

And that was indeed true.

However, there was a “survivorship bias.”

Only those who survived had the right to brag to others.

Leonard listened with a smile and said nothing.

Having just returned from outside the city, he was well aware of the dangers of the local relics.

The deeper one ventured into the Old Continent, the more high-tier alternate dimensions there were.

Every hunter new to Sinless City would be feverish with stories about streets paved with gold.

While the stories were true, many were purposely spread by the upper-class nobles to lure hunters into risking their lives in the wilderness for them.

After all, the really good stuff inside the relics, if ever unearthed, would eventually flow into the hands of upper-class nobles.

Leonard had seen it a few times now and recognized the one who was boasting the most just now — an information merchant.

He sat leisurely in the tavern, sipping on his drink.

Occasionally, he absorbed some of the city’s dense atmosphere of terror to enhance his understanding of the Law.

Today, too, he was just trying his luck.

Leonard wasn’t sure he could wait for Abel.

But as he drank, something unexpected happened.

He didn’t see the person he was waiting for, but an uninvited guest showed up.

…

While Leonard’s gaze seemed careless, he was actually meticulously watching everyone entering and leaving the tavern.

At that moment, he saw a tall, slim man walk in.

A small mustache, hawk nose, very skinny with prominent cheekbones and distinct facial features.

He wore a Hunting Deer Hat on his head, a brown cloak wrapped around him, a tea-colored smoking pipe clenched in his mouth, and had a black umbrella with a silver handle in his hand.

His attire was completely undisguised.

Anyone could recognize the profession represented by this costume.

This guy was a detective.

Seeing this familiar attire, Leonard’s eyes suddenly stilled, immediately recognizing the newcomer.v