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Chapter 1069 - Chapter 1069 Chapter 328 Could This Holy Sword Be Fake_3

Chapter 1069: Chapter 328: Could This Holy Sword Be Fake?_3 Chapter 1069: Chapter 328: Could This Holy Sword Be Fake?_3 Now that we’ve opened the Imperial Mausoleum and seized its treasures, they’re finally in my pocket and truly my own gains.

I’m not even talking about the stuff in those few hundred Storage Rings–there’s the Moon Wheel, Brain-eating Worm Queen, Dark Matter Crystals, Profession Card, Primordial Copper Plate… these Supreme Treasures.

You could say the harvest is bountiful.

Indeed, if you want treasures, you have to look to the nobility.

Including the nobility buried underground.

If it were just me adventuring alone, I would probably not find so many treasures even after countless high-difficulty trips to the Alternate Dimension.

But the harvest is just one aspect.

Thinking back on the adventures along the way, Leonard Churchill also enjoyed the thrill of dancing on the edge of a knife.

Of course, it’s all thanks to having many friends who are also powerful.

At that thought, Leonard glanced at Bun-Haired Miss.

The campfire illuminated a round but adorable face.

Tracy Garcia was holding a wooden spoon, scooping a bit of soup, gently blowing on it, and taking a taste before revealing a satisfied expression.

Just as she looked up, she caught Leonard looking her way and blinked, asking, “The meat is stewed now. Mr. Leonard Churchill, would you like to try some?”

The pot of meat soup was bubbling away, the aroma filling the air; Leonard smiled and affirmed, “It smells delicious.”

Hearing this, Tracy laughed happily, “I’ve been on my own in the wilderness lately, so I’ve been practicing cooking.”

As she spoke, she served a bowl for Leonard.

The two chatted casually when suddenly they heard a light cough.

Tracy quickly looked over, “Oh… Sister Camilla, you’re awake?”

Seeing Camilla awake, Leonard’s last bit of worry dissipated. Being awake meant the situation wasn’t serious anymore.

Camilla glanced at Tracy, then at Leonard. Although her expression remained cool, seeing her two best friends made a touch of warmth flicker in her eyes.

She said, “I’ve caused you trouble.”

Tracy seemed unhappy with Camilla’s politeness, pouting, “Sister Camilla, what trouble is there~”

Leonard also felt Camilla had become colder than the last time he saw her, knowing this was due to her Professional Sequence.

The path of the White Queen is not easy to walk; the higher the tier, the colder the nature.

He didn’t mind and smiled, “Long time no see.”

“Hm.”

Camilla gave him a look, pondered for a moment, and also said, “Long time no see.”

While they were talking, she couldn’t suppress a light cough, and a trace of fresh blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Leonard: “Your wound…?”

He had treated the wound himself and obviously knew it was serious. Being contaminated by a high-level Law of Fear wasn’t easy to handle.

Camilla, acknowledging what he did, showed gratitude in her eyes but then shook her head softly, “It’s no trouble now.”

With that, she took out a delicate silver Holy Grail and held it in her palm.

As a surge of white Curse Power was poured into it, the Holy Grail emitted a faint Holy Light.

Before one’s eyes, the marks of Law burns on Camilla’s skin faded rapidly, and the color returned to her face.

In just a few breaths, she was completely recovered.

“Huh… Such strong healing power,”

Leonard observed, surprised.

The Xismark Holy Grail, a symbol of “Benevolent Healing,” seemed to be well-understood by his old friend, judging by the effects she was able to produce.

The healing was as effective as his own Undying Curse.

Oh, right, the side effects of his Undying Curse had been healed by the Grail as well.

Tracy, as if she already knew, watched Camilla recover and smiled with dimples showing, “Sister Camilla, you must be hungry, right? The food has just been prepared, let me get you a bowl…”

Camilla simply responded, “Hm.”

Once the injured had recovered, it seemed there was nothing to worry about anymore.

They sat around the campfire, sipping the steaming meat soup.

“We three haven’t had a chance like this to meet up since we parted ways at the Grand Cemetery Labyrinth last time.”

“Wow, Sister Camilla, you have no idea how incredible Mr. Leonard Churchill has become. His disguise is masterful; those from the Southern Continent didn’t notice a thing…”

“Later on, he even killed a Fifth Tier Dragon Descendant…”

“…”

The three of them together felt remarkably relaxed with each other.

Tracy appeared very excited, her mouth never stopping as she chattered about the thrilling adventures they had encountered in the Tomb.

While Camilla seldom interrupted, it was evident she enjoyed this time together.

Leonard felt the same way.

Both women before him were friends with whom he’d faced life and death many times. Being able to sit and talk together greatly relieved the tension from adventuring, bringing joy to both body and mind.

There was no need for formalities.

While discussing the topic of the Imperial Mausoleum, Leonard directly asked, “Speaking of which, Camilla, did you all come here in collaboration with the Southern Continent folks this time?”

Camilla nodded, “Yes. Previously, the Allied Forces sent a message, saying they had made contact with the Southern Continent and could cooperate. At first, we thought it necessary to be cautious. But then we heard it was through a friend of yours, and cooperation was quickly reached after meeting…”

Leonard nodded in understanding.

As he had suspected, the news of the mausoleum had indeed leaked from the Rebel Dragon Army. And those who had breached the Tomb three thousand years ago were really from the rebels at the end of Taren’s era, including ancestors of some high-ranking members of the current Rebel Dragon Army.

Camilla: “The Southern Continent has a very powerful ‘Prophet’, and the high command of the Rebel Dragon Army didn’t dare get involved in anything related to the Imperial Mausoleum to keep it secret. Given that the East Wilderness isn’t a concern in the Southern Continent, joining forces with us became the best choice… With the Olympus Holy Sword in hand, subsequent wars will be faced with greater assurance…”