Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1938 - 585: Promotion to Tier 9 [Dictator]_3

Chapter 1938: Chapter 585: Promotion to Tier 9 [Dictator]_3

Little Garcia was still sitting on Leonard Churchill’s lap, watching the two of them chatting, when Bun-Haired Miss suddenly joined in mischievously, giggling: "Leonard, I want your guidance too~"

Bun-Haired Miss had just taken a bath and was wearing only a bathrobe, with nothing underneath, of course.

As she twisted, the robe split open, revealing a vast expanse of her chest.

Her proud bosom swayed before his eyes in a way that made it impossible to look away.

Leonard Churchill took a glance, then another glance.

Little Garcia watched that gaze with a smiling face, seemingly understanding that kind of admiration. It wasn’t the first time, and she wasn’t the least bit shy, letting everything show freely.

She seemed to remember something, and a mischievous flicker crossed her lively and flowing eyes: "Hahaha, just the other day while chatting with Rita, she said you especially like plump ones... I also noticed, it seems to be true.."

"..."

Leonard listened, caught between laughter and tears.

Little Garcia and Seven Brown hadn’t been very familiar before, but they got to know each other during the frequent encounters in the recent grand showdown.

It seemed that after they became familiar, they really didn’t avoid anything.

Little Garcia was still eagerly telling interesting stories she’d heard from Seven Brown: "Rita said a lot more... She also mentioned that back at the Flood Gang, she arranged some special care for you..."

"..."

Camilla was looking in the mirror, though she wasn’t looking this way, occasionally a hint of a smile flickered in her crystal-clear eyes as she listened to those amusing talks.

There were no outsiders in the study, and Bun-Haired Miss showed no intention of restraining herself, instead acting all cuddly.

Leonard looked on helplessly. It seemed he was so familiar that somehow his hand ended up resting on the smooth and perky buttocks without any hindrance.

With a slight force, he kneaded and molded it in his palm.

Previously, when the three lived in the same tent, this scene was quite the norm; none of the three considered each other an outsider, so being cuddly wasn’t minded, nor was it minded being watched.

But it seemed that becoming a king brought a habitually commanding aura. Camilla glanced at the reflection in the mirror, lightly smiled and said: "Little Garcia, at least restrain yourselves a bit, I’m still here..."

Saying so, she seemed to have finished with her hair and turned to leave the study, "Oh well, I’m going to sleep."

Little Garcia watched Camilla leave the study and laughed even more: "Sister Camilla, Leonard asked me to ask you if he could sleep with us."

Camilla’s silhouette had already disappeared from view, but a calm response came from the bedroom: "I won’t fool around with you two."

Little Garcia laughed heartily.

Leonard also commented back with a helpless tone: "Where did you learn that from..."

He knew that Little Garcia was quite open in front of him, but only when the three of them were present.

Actually, most of the time, the Bun-Haired Miss was a very reserved girl at heart.

This teasing didn’t seem like entirely a joke.

Hearing this, a curious sparkle reminiscent of a baby’s gaze shimmered in Little Garcia’s eyes as she straightforwardly said, "Rita said it... She mentioned how once Miss Cikate invited you all to drink [Dragon Root Wine], and then you drank too much... Rita spoke quite amusingly..."

"..."

Leonard felt an inexplicable twitch at the corner of his eyes.

This topic could even be discussed?

In the study, only the two of them were present, and as Little Garcia spoke, her beautiful eyes lifted lightly, not forgetting to add: "I thought you were going to join us in the bath earlier; Sister Camilla didn’t mind, it’s you who didn’t come... Ah, you know, Sister Camilla’s character wouldn’t invite you proactively..."

Leonard listened with a smile.

At his current realm, the carnal pleasure of the flesh was less than a tenth of the friendship between friends.

Amidst the blossoming spring in the room, Little Garcia shifted to the business at hand: "But speaking of which, Sister Camilla’s ’Extreme Cold Law’ is a rare pure dark attribute principle. To progress further at the peak, she’ll surely need to find ways to manage the balance of Extraordinary Traits..."

....

In the blink of an eye, nearly half a month had passed.

Machinery City continued traveling through the vast wilderness of the East, and at the towns they passed by, both Camilla and Little Garcia would go to inspect them.

The news of the New King’s ascension had already spread across the entire East Wilderness, with more and more lords and former ministers coming to pledge their allegiance, waiting to meet the king.

This kept Camilla and Little Garcia extremely busy every day, handling endless political affairs.

Leonard was rarely seen by people.

However, he himself was preparing for an advance to the Ninth Tier.

With the aid of the [Thorn Crown], Leonard was able to comprehend the rule power of the Tyrant every night.

As expected, it didn’t take long for him to steadily grasp that tyrant’s ability for rule control, allowing him to successfully advance his Myriad Aspects Domain to the [Myriad Aspects Holy Domain].

It was a realm of extreme control over laws.

And the Spirit Medium had absorbed more than half, reaching the pinnacle that the earthly body of the Eighth Rank could withstand.

By this point, Leonard had prepared everything necessary for advancing.

That day, again in the study.

The starry sky on the ceiling was itself an ancient relic, historically used by the Augustus Royal Family as an auxiliary restriction for sequence elevation.

This restriction had miraculous effects such as calming the mind, focusing thoughts, preventing mutation, and reducing transcendental setbacks, etc.

At this moment, within the Nine-point Star Array projected by the restriction, Leonard was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

He was preparing to ascend the final hurdle to the human pinnacle of the card master path.

In his hand floated a card brimming with dark qi.

[Dictator]

Quality: Epic

Description: ’Spade K-Tyrant’ Ninth Tier Profession Card on the Kingship Path;

Details: Primordial Template; to fuse this profession card requires a strength and physique not less than 2000, Dark Type elemental affinity A+, Mental Power 1300+; Law understanding evaluation S of kingship, Royal Fortune A+, King’s Domain Extraordinary to Saint; fusion endows dark-type full-attribute enhancement; gains the power of ’Dictatorship’, forcibly altering the rule abilities within an area; receives ’Terrifying Overlord’ entry bonus, +500% mental resistance, +30% mental penetration; elevation of Royal Destiny, +330% Law understanding affinity of kingship; rank elevation, attaining ’Holy King’ status, disregarding pressures below God Tier; Divine Power +1; Fortune +8; sharing of Dynasty Fortune; endowed with super-universe cognition ability;

Leonard carefully examined the entries of the profession card, after confirming a strong sense of compatibility.

He didn’t dwell much longer, infused Curse Power, and the card gradually dissolved into Extraordinary Traits, merging into his body.

This meditation session lasted for ten-odd days.