mesbooks Chapter 788: 253: This scar I left you, is your glory for a lifetime!
Chapter 788: 253: This scar I left you, is your glory for a lifetime!
Chapter 788: Chapter 253: This scar I left you, is your glory for a lifetime!
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“So the Useless Great Sword from a hundred years ago is actually in his possession...”
Leonard Churchill watched as the young man with the sword on his back suddenly appeared before him, his pupils narrowing slightly.
He couldn’t mistake that bandaged Great Sword.
With such an exaggerated blade, it was highly likely to be the Disaster Object in his hands—the “X-099 – Useless Great Sword.”
And the moment he saw the Great Sword, a lightbulb went off in his head, and a long-troubling mystery suddenly became clear.
He finally knew how Vera Williams found him a hundred years later!
That time, after he and Catherine Carter came out of Summer Shepherd City, they were pursued for assassination by Kak and his group, and they survived only because Great Detective Robin intervened.
At the time, Leonard was puzzled, why did Robin save him?
Only later did he find out it was on Vera William’s commission to find someone.
But why didn’t he save him when they first met and almost killed him instead?
The second time, however, he “recognized” him?
Seeing this Great Sword, the missing logical puzzle piece snapped into place.
It wasn’t that Robin recognized Leonard as the person his client was looking for; he was fixated on the key item—the Useless Great Sword.
At that time, the sword was with Abel, and Robin had followed Abel.
But then Leonard snatched the sword from Abel’s hands, only then did Robin finally confirm that he was “Sunny”!
“Was it the clue I left for Vera Williams...”
At this thought, Leonard suddenly felt a hint of melancholy.
It was an emotion he hadn’t felt for a very long time.
Now he was almost certain that he couldn’t stay in this era for much longer.
If he were to travel back a hundred years, he was highly likely to bring nothing with him.
Just like when he arrived, he would just vanish suddenly.
Duels lead to either death or disability.
Onlookers hoped that Leonard would agree, but Vera Williams, as his friend, did not want to see such an outcome.
She was happy Leonard agreed to attend the ball as her partner, but she did not want him to be hurt because of her.
She knew that in upper-class society, a gentleman refusing a duel was a very embarrassing matter, even seen as more important than life itself to many.
Before the other party could make a scene, Vera Williams stepped forward.
She subtly protected Leonard by stepping in front of him and challenged the young man with the sword, “Who are you? I don’t even know you!”
This claim was very ingenious.
If you don’t know someone, there’s no reason for a duel.
But how could she not recognize the “fight enthusiast” of her peers?
By speaking out to protect Leonard, she had already forsaken her ladylike decorum.
Hearing Vera Williams defending him in such a manner, the onlookers began to whisper among themselves.
Vicious words like “coward,” “spineless,” and “wimp” were also mixed in.
Usually, if a woman took such a stance, the instigator of the fight would back down.
However, the young man with the sword didn’t care about giving face to Vera Williams. He wasn’t there for romance, and pointing at Leonard, he questioned again, “Are you only brave enough to hide behind a woman? Hmph, I thought you were tough, but you don’t even have the courage to accept my challenge?”
“You...!”
Vera Williams glared angrily at the young man before her, her grip on Leonard’s hand showing no intention of letting go, ready to defend him to the end.
But by then, Leonard finally spoke.
His daze was not out of fear.
He was contemplating the matter of the Great Sword.
Snapped back to reality by Vera’s pull, he looked at the young man before him with a meaningful smirk, “Oh, you want to duel with me? What’s your name?”
The young man with the sword declared proudly, “Shepherd family, Barre Shepherd!”
Upon hearing this name, an image of that sly old man with a face as if it were carved by an axe flashed through Leonard’s mind, and he thought, “Old man... turns out you weren’t bragging; you really were quite the looker in your youth.”
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