Catastrophe Card King

As it is now, dropping into Sinless City without any connections, the governor had command of no one except his own guards and a handful of Mercenary Groups that could be bought with money.

Sinless City, being largely composed of exiled criminals who harbor an intense hatred for the Federation, no one pays any heed to his supposed “pioneer order.”

For so many years, Sinless City has been lawless and governed by its own set of rules.

At least, hunters are not required to pay taxes on treasures they have risked their lives for.

The gentry now have their eye on the rich pickings of the Old Continent and want Sinless City to become part of the kingdom’s land to continue their exploitation. Naturally, this will not work out.

The conflict between the two sides is escalating.

As Leonard Churchill listens, he unconsciously finishes more than half of his drink.

The tavern is filling up and the atmosphere reaches a climax. The booming music thumps against his eardrums and the hallucinogenic scent of the mist fills the air, stimulating the release of hormones in everyone present.

Sitting alone at the bar, Leonard Churchill has already drawn attention.

Suddenly, a delicate body collided with his.

Turning his head to look, he found a seductive bunny girl, both her looks and her figure were alluring.

She quipped, “Oh, sorry. Handsome, are you alone?”

Leonard Churchill arches an eyebrow in response but does not voice a reply.

Unfazed by his silence, the girl pressed her body against his arm and asked coquettishly, “I’m Sally, may I join you for a drink?”

Leonard Churchill knew this was not a stroke of luck.

It was a paid service.

Or perhaps, someone had noticed his solitary drinking.

Observing his silence, the girl seemed to have guessed his motives and ordered straight from the bartender, “One ‘Matador’, please.”

Leonard Churchill said nothing.

He didn’t intend to stand out.

He had checked the price list earlier, and that Matador drink was priced at 399, which was not too expensive.

So, he courteously took out four banknotes.

The girls in the tavern, who were frequently in contact with various hunters, probably knew as much as the professional information merchants in Sinless City.

Oh, no.

These girls were most likely the informants of the information merchants.

Before arriving, Leonard Churchill had heard that in Sinless City, everything has a price, including information.

Understanding the rules would make things less troublesome.

The girl, seeing him pay, narrowed her eyes contentedly and snuggled up more intimately, asking, “Handsome, did you just return from a hunt?”

“Uh-huh.”

Leonard Churchill knew the smell of the carriage was deeply ingrained in him, so there was no point in denying it.

They chatted as they drank.

Leonard Churchill carefully asked some questions about the information he wanted, and the girl, thinking it was just small talk, answered all his questions.

Like this, half an hour passed, and they were getting along harmoniously.

Seeing that the drinks were almost finished, Leonard Churchill decided to make the worth of the 399 he paid and directly asked a question he was most eager to know, “By the way, Miss Sally. I’m thinking of changing my Breathing Method, do you have any good suggestions?”

The girl, seeing his clueless expression, chirped, “Don’t you want to chat about something else?”

While saying this, she leaned her body even closer to him, her hint filled with ambiguity.

But to Leonard Churchill…

Is that all?

This was nothing compared to the lure of a succubae.

Leonard Churchill’s performance was such that no outsider could tell this was his first time in Sinless City, he appeared to be a seasoned hunter frequenting the tavern.

He reached out and touched her arm, as a show of respect.

Well, the feel was smooth and round, not bad.

But right now, he was still in a “weakened state.”

No time for distractions, he had to be wise in using his time.

Most importantly, the urgency to get a new Breathing Method was at the forefront.

A “Slight Curse Power Loss of Control” negative state had already appeared on the Attribute Panel.

It felt like having a hiccup, the curse power was running amok in his body.

He had heard other hunters in the carriage say that this was a precursor to uncontrollable mutation.

Leonard Churchill understood the cause very well.

The little curse power he had was sucked from corpses, he had no idea how to control it.

He also remembered the hunters frequently saying: the Breathing Method is the most effective way to prevent mutation.

After being asked so many questions, the girl finally realized that the man in front of her was purely here for information.

Was he lecherous but not lustful? Or simply uninterested in her allure?

But she had a professional ethic.

As long as the guests paid, she had to provide matching services.

Sally thought that since he was a hunter, he must know about the Breathing Method.

Assuming Leonard Churchill was looking to enhance his Breathing Method, she opined, “Oh~ The common Breathing Methods available in the market can only train the Curse Power to level nine at most, and they are also inefficient, it’s indeed time to upgrade it.”

While saying this, she continued, “But, it’s not easy to find a Black Iron Quality Breathing Method. Occasionally, you could find some in the Trade Association Auction House.”

As she spoke, she scrutinized his expression, adding, “Then there are the large hunter groups and mercenaries. Like Battle Axe, Hydra, Golden Harp, and Storm… If you’re willing to join a standard group, upon entering the Elite Squad, you would have a chance to be assigned a Black Iron Breathing Method.”

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Throughout the conversation, Leonard Churchill remained indifferent and silent.

In his heart, he had noted all the information she gave.

He had heard from other hunters that to join a Hunter Group or Mercenary

Group, one had to sign contracts and engage in group missions.

In essence, they had to sell themselves.

While they might get resources, they also had the obligation to complete the tasks assigned by the group management.

Leonard Churchill had no intention of joining any Hunter Group for the time being, so he immediately ruled out that approach..