Catastrophe Card King

If there were people on the platform, the Underworld Train would appear soon after.

Once on the platform, the only choice was to board the train.

If you didn’t board, you would be wiped out by some unknown rule.

Sure enough, shortly after Leonard Churchill stepped on the platform, a translucent steam train emerged from the distant fog.

Just like the previous ride, the conductor, shrouded in black fog, waited at the door.

Dragging his injured body, Leonard walked up to it.

Entering the familiar carriage, Leonard exhaled a sigh of relief.

He initially thought there were no living people on the train.

However, unexpectedly, not only were there people, but also one was a familiar face.

That cascading golden hair. Even though she wore a full-face gas mask, Leonard recognized her as Catherine Carter, whom he had parted with not long ago.

But the state of Miss Lionheart was not good.

Although she had been injured when they parted, her injuries appeared more serious this time, with bloodstains all over her clothes.

Several wounds were turned outward, hemorrhaging fresh blood.

This was clearly the aftermath of a brutal battle.

The train pulled into the station and Catherine Carter grew cautious, prepared for another fierce battle.

However, she immediately relaxed when she saw Leonard board the train.

Gazing at Leonard, who was barely walking with the help of his mechanical arm, she seemed to guess something.

The two of them smiled knowingly.

Leonard went over and sat across from her, his face wearing a relaxed smile, he asked: “What happened? You’re seriously injured.”

Catherine Carter replied nonchalantly, “Just battled a group of people chasing after the train.”

Then, she casually asked, “Do you have any healing potion? Give me two. If I survive this time, I’ll return them to you.”

Knowing that she didn’t carry any good potions in her trial, Leonard laughed and gave her a few, casually asking, “Who’s trying to kill you?”

He really was curious about what the mysterious person had hinted at before.

Hearing this, Catherine Carter glanced at Leonard, seemingly with something difficult to say.

But after only a moment of hesitation, she didn’t hide anything and said: “I just realized that the Lionheart Family has never intended to let a woman take the helm, no matter how outstanding they are. If I obediently married as a political chip, I would still have some value. But I refused. And some of the elders in my family felt that I had no value if I didn’t choose to marry, even seen as a threat, so they made their move. And my brothers are interested in stealing the ‘hero fate’… Overall, there are many who don’t want me to leave the ruins alive.”

Her tone was calm, but her eyes flashed with a stubborn, enduring coldness.

“Oh?”

Hearing this, Leonard’s mouth twitched into a slight smile, now a bit interested.

The story was getting interesting.

According to what Catherine Carter had said, those who wanted her dead were possibly her own kin.

Previously, he had heard that Camilla was being hunted down by her own brother, thinking that it was an exception due to a power struggle and her being born out of wedlock.

But now he saw that the legitimate daughter was treated the same way.

It seemed that all heirs of the high-ranking nobility could not escape this fate.

Catherine Carter did not wish to converse further about this, as she treated her wounds, she said, “What about you? What’s your situation?”

Leonard shrugged, “I can’t really explain.”

Catherine Carter looked somewhat surprised: “???”

Leonard: “The wounds I have were left by the person we met at the blacksmith shop.”

“What?”

Catherine Carter’s expression deepened with confusion.

After pondering for a moment, Leonard voiced his guess, “Although I don’t know why. But now that I’m alive and on the train, I think… he wanted to help me.”

“…”

Catherine Carter listened, her brow furrowed, apparently she didn’t see the connection between being seriously injured and being helped.

Both of them contemplated for a while, but came up with no result.

Meanwhile, the Underworld Train started to move with a “whoo-whoo” sound.

Not lingering on the previous question, Leonard changed the subject, “How come you didn’t get off?”

In his view, it was quite strange that Catherine Carter, who had been on the journey before, came back again.

Catherine Carter took out the Destiny Coin and said bluntly, “I have ridden twice, but there hasn’t been a suitable chance to get off. Divination tells me, if I disembark, I will die.”

Listening to this, Leonard laughed, “Miss Carter’s situation is terrible.”

His words were clearly teasing, but Catherine Carter didn’t show any expression, as she retorted, “Aren’t you the same?”

Leonard: “Heh.”

For both, the current situation was almost a deadlock.

With these words, an initially tense atmosphere suddenly eased.

The carriage was quiet for a moment.

The only sound filling their ears was the “clatter” “clatter” of the train moving.

Catherine Carter then asked, “Do you have any ideas?”

Although they won’t be affected by the Time Domain on the train, they can’t sit there forever.

If found by someone, they would soon be cornered.

“None.”

Leonard shrugged, a look of helplessness on his face.

At that moment, the conductor walked in again.

Just like last time, he took out a teapot and poured half a cup of tea for Leonard.

Only for him.

Catherine Carter still did not receive this kind of treatment.

Seeing this, Leonard found it strange.

He suddenly linked this special treatment with the previous abnormal behavior of the crying angel.

There seemed to be something “special” about him that earned him this special treatment.