Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 804 - 256 - I Come to See You One Last Time_2
Chapter 804 -256: I Come to See You One Last Time_2
The light shone through the nightgown, revealing the graceful figure intermittently.
Leonard Churchill sat cross-legged on the sofa, as usual, thumbing through Classic Books and meditating.
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These days, his mind had been incredibly serene, experiencing a soul-soothing peace like never before.
The two of them just coexisted in this way, even without speaking, it was very beautiful.
But suddenly, without warning, a mishap occurred.
A sudden premonition struck Leonard Churchill, and his brows furrowed slightly, âIs it time alreadyâŠâ
He was acutely aware that he was about to leave.
Previously, he couldnât understand what the âWeak Stateâ on his status panel actually meant.
Now, he understood.
The âWeak Stateâ was the Power of Time bestowed upon him by the âX-077 Super Spacetime Postage Stamp,â allowing him to stay in this time and space.
It was like slipping a swim ring on someone who couldnât swim, giving him the ability to float through time.
Once that buoyancy was spent, he would sink back to the bottom of the sea again.
Now, the Weak State had already recovered to over ninety percent.
But this wasnât good news.
It was precisely because of this that Leonard Churchill felt an increasing sense of being ârejectedâ by time and space.
He had never forgotten that he didnât belong to this era.
Just then, Vera Williams finished arranging the flowers and turned around, teasingly asking, âMr. Leonard Churchill, what would you like to eat tonight? Shall we go to West CityâŠâ
Before she could finish, she caught the serious expression on Leonard Churchillâs face.
Sharp as she was, she guessed something was amiss, but asked carefully, âWhatâs wrong?â
Leonard Churchill glanced at her and replied truthfully, âI might have to leave.â
A shadow crossed Vera Williamsâs eyes instantaneously.
After a momentâs reflection, she asked in her lightest and calmest voice, âOh~ so, weâre saying goodbye?â
She could see that Leonard Churchill was unhappy, the first time she had ever seen such an expression on his face.
If she became unhappy as well, both of them would be even more miserable.
Vera Williams wanted their last time together to be happy, just like before.
A moment later, a smile returned to her lovely face.
She walked over and affectionately draped herself on Leonard Churchillâs chest, as she usually did.
The contact of warm skin was no longer about sensuality but made her feel as if she truly possessed this wonderful moment.
She wanted to hold onto this joy.
Neither of them spoke, just embraced for a moment.
But eventually, the silence had to be broken.
With a shallow dimple playing at her mouth, Vera Williams looked at the iron lump conspicuously placed in the room and finally managed to ask the question she had always wanted to, âThat Great Sword is left for me, isnât it?â
âYou guessed it already?â
Leonard Churchill wasnât surprised.
Although the girl was naive, she was very perceptive and intelligent at heart.
âMhm.â
Vera Williams nodded, showing her neat white teeth, âBecause Mr. Leonard Churchill, when you look at that sword, you âspace out.â Just like when you occasionally look at me with the same expression.â
Leonard Churchill: âOh.â
So she had guessed it long ago.
Vera Williams then blinked, âSo, is the Great Sword the⊠keepsake youâre leaving behind?â
She was really clever, guessing the purpose of the Great Sword even before Leonard Churchill could explain.
In a joking tone, her eyes filled with anticipation, she said, âWith it, will we recognize each other once more through this keepsake? Um⊠just like that magical âStamp,â will it magically transport me to you?â
Vera Williams guessed the seemingly absurd outcome.
But she didnât guess the time.
The next reunion would be a hundred years later.
ââŠâ
Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill suddenly felt a burden heavier than death well up in his heart.
He couldnât describe the sensation.
It was a completely new and foreign emotion.
It was a mix of rationality, fury, joy, and sickness⊠an emotion that all his selves couldnât suppress.
The Vera Williams before him saw his distress and took the initiative to comfort him, âMr. Leonard Churchill, donât be so sad~ Iâve already said that Iâm very, very happy to have met you.â
She said with a smile and also asked with a laugh, âWhat about you? Are you happy to have met me?â
Leonard Churchill looked at the pretty face before him, âYes. Meeting you was my fortune.â
Her clear eyes couldnât hide any emotion.
The depths of this girlâs eyes were already a flowing galaxy.
Upon hearing this, Vera Williamsâs eyes curled into a smile, âMmm, yes!â
But she couldnât help asking the question she both anticipated and feared disappointment over, âWill⊠will we see each other again in the future?â
Leonard Churchill looked into those expectant eyes, how could he utter even half a word of refusal.
But before he could speak, the Time Ruleâs repulsion became more apparent.
After a momentâs hesitation, as if exhausting much of his strength, he struggled to utter one word, âWe will.â
âReally?â
Vera Williamsâs face instantly brightened at his words.
It seemed that as long as they could meet again, the parting didnât seem so sad.
She asked eagerly, âWhen will that be?â
Leonard Churchill fell silent upon hearing the question.
The words âa hundred years laterâ simply couldnât be spoken.
He hadnât understood why before, but now he was very clearly aware that every time the subject of time came up, the power of time within him would rapidly dissipate.
He couldnât speak it.
But Vera Williams seemed to understand something from his expression and murmured, âOh, I shouldâve known. It must be a long time if itâs giving Mr. Leonard Churchill such trouble.â