Catastrophe Card King-Chapter 1015 - 312 Why did you have to capture this
Chapter 1015: Chapter 312: Why did you have to capture this Plague God of all people?_4
Chapter 1015 -312: Why did you have to capture this Plague God of all people?_4
As a Dragon Descendant, Leonard naturally inherited related habits.
Nobles revered the density of Dragon Descendant bloodlines, so the higher the nobility, the more chaotic their lives, and the more offspring they had.
It was said that the current King of the Red Dragon Kingdom had over a hundred children.
But with so many princes and princesses, not all could have the right to inherit the throne.
Therefore, the struggle for kingship was exceptionally brutal.
Under such brutality, the strong were revered.
After taking note of everyone’s looks and relevant information within the Trial Group, Leonard’s thoughts began to deduce and he confirmed something, thinking to himself, “Heh, with these princes coming… this means that the Royal Family is here for that Great Sword…”
Initially, it was just speculation.
But now, looking at those princes, he was almost one hundred percent certain that the Augustus Imperial Mausoleum was in the Rune Highlands.
It looked like a graduation trial.
In reality, it could be a struggle for royal power.
After all, Aragon had mentioned before that the Olympus Holy Sword, one of the Four Great Sovereignty Sacred Artifacts, was likely to be within the King of Augustus’s Mausoleum.
Some well-informed members of the Royal Family had already extended their hands.
…
Having anticipated this, Leonard wasn’t surprised at all.
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He watched the group of nobles welcomed with bows by the hunters as they walked into the apartments specially constructed for them in the center of the camp.
He also paid special attention to the accompanying guards, noticing many skilled individuals.
“The chances are slim…”
Leonard watched and pondered in his heart.
Unless these noble young masters and mistresses get personally involved, with such security forces, Leonard might not even get past the external sentry.
Those at the bottom of the hierarchy of the Royal Academy’s graduation trial were not in the know, and Leonard lacked sufficient information to deduce exactly what they were up to.
But he wasn’t in a hurry at all.
Based on the current intelligence, the risks in the Rune Highlands were far greater than in the Plague Marsh.
As long as these people were going on an expedition, he might as well wait; the opportunity might just present itself.
The noble youngsters had entered their tents, and the crowd dispersed in a commotion.
What followed were supplies, servants, and the slave procession, which weren’t particularly entertaining to watch.
The slaves were kept outside the camp, chained together like animals.
Leonard gave them a cursory glance.
They were cannon fodder, expendable, and usually didn’t warrant much attention.
However, it was during this glance that he suddenly froze, a surge of surprise and doubt filling his heart, “Eh?”
He even blinked a few times, almost believing he had seen incorrectly.
After taking a closer look, Leonard was certain he wasn’t mistaken; his eyelids twitched as he couldn’t help but complain in his mind, “Out of all people, why did you have to capture this one?”
Recently, there had indeed been many slave catchers all over the Southern Continent.
There were also many people from the East Wilderness on the Old Continent, and many had been captured recently.
But of all people…
They had captured the one person they shouldn’t have.
“Heh, haven’t seen you in a long time, old senior,” Leonard greeted the man with a sneer.
He hadn’t expected to encounter an acquaintance in this manner.
If he hadn’t seen any opportunities before,
Now, upon seeing that slave, he saw one.
The one with a Slave Collar around his neck, a gap in his front teeth, and his lecherous gaze darting around…
If not for Elder Clinton, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time, then who?
If others were captured as slaves, even if it was a hero like Aragon, Leonard would think the future unpredictable.
But of all people, they had captured Elder Clinton, an individual akin to the Plague God?
Based on past encounters, this man was a “death focal point.”
In Leonard’s eyes, there was only one outcome.
No matter what would happen in the future,
Elder Clinton would survive,
The others, if not tough enough, would die.
