Chapter 715: Chapter 234: You Teleport Me Here, Can I Refuse?_2


    There were three separate small castles here, along with dozens of houses.


    Leonard Churchill too was seeing the interior of Machinery City for the first time.


    Having just saved someone, he was brought up here.


    As for the injuries on his arm, they were of course nothing serious.


    If the doctor who bandaged him had come later, maybe the wound would have healed on its own.


    Luckily, the gauze was wrapped around his arm, and no one could tell the extent of his injuries.


    At this moment, as an injured person, he was feasting in the cabin.


    The wooden table was piled high with a mountain of food.


    Roast duck, roast goose, braised meat, mushroom soup, and all kinds of exquisite pastries and cakes...


    Wherever you are, having money always means enjoying better food.


    Machinery City had a large stockpile of food stored on a regular basis, and the Rose Chamber of Commerce was not short of money, thus they had bought the finest quality food.


    And for Leonard Churchill, who saved the life of the guild leader Vera Williams, naturally, he was provided with ample food.


    Bolton Town was a mining town, and outside the window, the roar of steam boilers continued incessantly.


    Leonard Churchill didn’t hold back and ate voraciously.


    The feeling of being full of energy was wonderful. After digesting the “Gluttony” entry, he felt his strength gradually returning.


    And visibly, his shriveled muscles were filling out.


    Across from him, Pigeon had long been stuffed.


    After all, such an opportunity to eat like this may not come again, so he had eaten a lot too.


    Now he lay there, caressing his round belly, unable to move.


    How could Leonard Churchill not understand what he wanted? He smiled and said, “Pigeon, do you want to become a card master?”


    Upon hearing this, Pigeon’s youthful face immediately lit up with excitement as he nodded repeatedly, “Yes, yes!”


    Leonard Churchill smiled slightly, sensing the boy’s ardent and hopeful gaze toward the future just like his own.


    After eating another big piece of meat, he finally smiled and said, “I can teach you.”


    “Really?”


    At this, Pigeon’s face flushed with excitement as he asked, “Mr. Sunny, are you really willing to teach me?”


    “Yes.”


    Leonard Churchill nodded.


    His current level of skill was more than sufficient to instruct an ordinary person who had not yet begun training.


    Even though he hadn’t brought anything with him, he had a vast wealth of knowledge about transcendent abilities stored in his mind from extensive reading.


    The boy had saved him, was simple-hearted, and also possessed a rare “courage.”


    Leonard Churchill was not stingy in rewarding him a little bit and asked, “What do you want to learn?”


    Pigeon clearly didn’t understand much about the card master sequence and simply said, “I want to be as powerful as Mr. Sunny... Is that possible?”


    Leonard Churchill heard this and chuckled softly.


    Although he could give a casual reply to appease a child, the path he walked was not one that others could follow.


    As he spoke, when Pigeon saw that Leonard Churchill didn’t respond, he thought he had said something wrong and quickly added, “If you think that’s not possible, I want to be... like my dad, a doctor, or like Uncle Lester, a fighter?”


    To anyone else here, his words would seem naive.


    Even if someone was willing to teach, one person can’t possibly be skilled in so many things.


    But it so happened that Leonard Churchill was skilled in both sequences.


    “Club A- Fighter,” or any of the four professional directions of the “Healing Path,” he knew quite a bit about both.