Chapter 745: Chapter 241 Sacrificing Bolton Mechanical Town (Request for Monthly Pass)_2


    Any incident involving pollution from the Old Day Deity was complicated.


    Moreover, to stop such a grand Sacrifice Ceremony, there must be powerful Divine Believers behind it.


    At that moment, Leonard Churchill became even more certain of his speculation: those people were after the secrets in the Mithril Vein!


    As he thought this, Pigeon, who was beside him, suddenly cried out, “Mr. Leonard Churchill, be careful!”


    Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a Vampire lunging at Leonard Churchill’s back.


    However, this level of a Card Disciple monster posed no threat to Leonard Churchill, whose senses had already detected the creature’s movements.


    Not wanting gunfire to cause too much noise, he lifted his foot for a Roundhouse Kick, smashing the Vampire’s head to the ground with a force akin to a steel whip.


    Seeing it wasn’t completely dead, he stomped down again, and a “crack” signaled the shattering of the skull.


    Glancing at Pigeon, who had clenched his fists ready to fight, Leonard Churchill smiled and praised, “Good observation and quick response.”


    Although he had only trained for five days in Basic Boxing, the little guy’s progress was truly godly; at least he now had the courage to face monsters.


    Thinking of something, Leonard Churchill tossed his gun from his waist to him, “Take this, just in case of an accident, protect yourself.”


    “Yes.”


    Pigeon took the firearm and nodded seriously, “Mr. Leonard Churchill, I will!”


    They had been in contact for the past few days and were familiar with each other.


    Leonard Churchill didn’t dare to delay and prepared to leave first.


    Whatever those Vampires were up to, staying in Bolton Town was not a good choice.


    Vera Williams also followed obediently.


    Having never experienced such danger, fear was evident in her expression.


    “Are you saying that the contract for the transfer of the Lord’s rights and interests of Machinery City has been signed?”


    “Yes.”


    “So, I am a step too late then?”


    “Third Master Williams, I have already agreed to sell Machinery City to your Song Family; please spare my life...”


    “Tsk tsk... selling to the Song Family is not the same as selling to me.”


    “...”


    The interrogator, a sullen middle-aged man with a small mustache, had no intention of sparing Baron Bolton.


    Upon hearing this, the guards beside him immediately twisted the neck of the young Lord.


    A Lord without any authority was now completely without any value.


    This middle-aged man with a mustache was none other than Derby Williams, head of the third branch of the Song Family, and the uncle of Vera Williams, Third Master Williams.


    With the death of Baron Bolton, the blood beads on his body began to seep out from his skin and gathered on the mysterious person in the blood-colored cloak.


    Seeing this scene, Derby Williams’s expression was unreadable as he murmured, “My niece has kept her methods quite secret. She sends a message back while having already secured the Lord’s transfer. If she were to succeed, no one in the Song Family would be able to suppress this young upstart in the future...”


    “Too bad we found out too late. If I had known earlier that the girl had obtained that ‘Prospecting Map’, we wouldn’t have had so many accidents.”


    Derby Williams thought of something, turned to glance at the person in the red robe drawing blood, and frowned, “Your subordinates are truly incompetent. When I asked you to kill someone, you botched it?”


    The person in the red robe responded unapologetically, “You might want to think more about the information you gave us! Didn’t you say there were only a few low-level guards? How did that ‘Sunny’ from the Secret Guards appear out of nowhere? Without him, we would have finished the job long ago. Now, not only have we lost some of our people, but the X Bureau has also set its sights on Bolton Town ahead of time. This made our sacrifice so hasty...”


    “...”


    Hearing this, Derby Williams’s expression also turned sour.


    He knew that blaming anyone at this point was pointless.


    His face darkened for a moment, then he said, “The war between Count Fremont and Councilor Boen is about to end, and the Federation’s councilors’ attention is shifting here. They’ll soon find out the truth behind the war that was intentionally stirred up. We need to speed things up...”