Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 626: Chapter 211: The Arrival of the Thirteen Knights, An Invincible Lineup! (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Queen Catherine of Orlan stood under the spotlight in a luxurious and opulent court gown.

Her figure was voluptuous and radiant, jewels sparkled dazzlingly, exuding an overwhelming noble air.

It must be said that the queen’s presence was indeed full and commanding.

Catherine’s father, “The Golden Lion” Carlo, introduced her with great ceremony.

However, he only mentioned that this “Madam Catherine” came from an ancient noble family with a long history, without disclosing her true identity.

OId noble families were innumerable in the Federation.

The Orlan Dynasty had ruled for over two thousand years, burying various large and small ancient noble families in its history.

If someone suddenly rose to prominence, the surname of that noble family would once again enter the public eye.

Even many nouveau riches liked to explore their bloodlines, tying themselves to the name of some ancient nobility to highlight the legitimacy of their noble blood.

This was not unusual in the current upper class society of the Federation.

Thus, no one doubted the origins of this Lady Catherine.

Most assumed she was Carlo’s lover.

Yet, watching this woman make her appearance, Leonard Churchill’s expression turned subtle.

This woman had some guts, using herself as bait.

The opponent clearly understood that a feud over matricide could not be shared under the heavens, Camilla would certainly seek revenge.

Having failed to kill her at Rose Manor had left him with a significant hidden danger.

Rather than continue to hide, it would be better to resolve this danger earlier and be at ease.

After all, Camilla had merged with the royal heritage’s “Diamond Q – White Queen” Epic Source Card.

Not to mention the special significance this card held in the Royal Court, if she were allowed to grow, it would become increasingly difficult to eliminate her in the future.

…

Leonard watched the “target” make her entrance and clapped along with the other guests.

However, he was covertly searching the crowd for Camilla.

Observing the two high-ranking individuals on stage, Leonard casually inquired, “Does your father have an affair with this Lady Catherine?”

Catherine Carter gave him a look, seemingly feeling the description was not quite fitting for high-ranking nobility, but she didn’t deny it either, saying, “Who knows? If so, it’s not surprising.”

The alliances within the nobility, aiming for stability, relied not only on mutual interests but also on a web of complex private lives and blood relations.

Leonard listened and laughed.

He didn’t care about the private lives of others.

He just wanted to see… what was the Lionheart Family’s attitude toward the “Thirteen Masked Knights”?

After all, that organization was no stranger to the top-tier nobility, but they also regarded it as a utilitarian “tool”.

Camilla was his friend, and Leonard’s stance naturally sided with his friend.

Catherine was also sharp. Hearing Leonard ask about this, she tilted her head and inquired curiously, “Are you interested in this?”

Without waiting for Leonard’s response, she had already guessed something, saying, “Even though he is my father, it doesn’t mean it’s my stance.”

This kind of tacit understanding seemed to form after they had faced life and death together.

Leonard listened and smiled without speaking.

Because at that moment, he felt a familiar cold aura sweeping through the entire banquet hall, and inwardly exclaimed, “As expected, she’s here!”

At the same time, Catherine’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The next instant, the temperature in the originally warm and harmonious banquet hall plummeted sharply!

In the air, visible frost started to form and fall.

The barely dressed ladies shivered with cold.

The guards also became alert immediately, drawing their swords and surveying the room.

“What’s going on? Why has it suddenly gotten so cold?”

“Such a strong killing intent, could there be an assassin?”

“…”

The guests also became aware that something was amiss and began murmuring among themselves.

Leonard, however, had already chosen a safe corner with Catherine; now, seeing the incident unfold, they cleverly avoided the main battleground where a fight might break out.

On stage, Carlo and Catherine, heavily protected by guards, also had very composed expressions.

After all, they were the planners of this event.

In full view of everyone, under a huge crystal light, the chilly air rapidly condensed into a mass and then materialized into a human shape.

Upon closer inspection, it was a person clad in a black cloak, wearing a white background mask with special runes.

Behind her, there was also a phantom of an ice and snow Demon God wearing a crown.

Even without seeing her face clearly, Leonard knew it was Camilla from the Ice Ability.

This ability to transform into Elements was indeed quite convenient, allowing her to come and go as she pleased.

But seeing the runes on the mask, Catherine frowned and murmured softly, “The Exile.”

“???”

Leonard glanced at her questioningly.

This nickname was new to him; did it hold some deeper meaning?

Catherine transmitted her voice, “I’ve seen some Top Secret Files. Two hundred years ago, during the Blood Mist Coup that brought down the Orlan Dynasty, there was a Knight among the Thirteen Knights who wore a mask with this pattern, codenamed ‘The Exile’. It’s said… he was a major force in battle. That knight who wore this mask, in the coup, killed his way through several Orlan Royal Army legions alone.”

“…”

Leonard listened, also slightly astonished.

He had heard some details about the history of the Thirteen Knights from Reuel Bible, knowing that each mask seemed to represent some special meaning and heritage.

However, before he could ponder further, the battle commenced.

As soon as Camilla appeared, the surrounding guests fled in terror.

But the guards rushed forwards immediately, trying to capture her.

However, the cold aura around Camilla seemed like a no-go zone for living creatures, and as the armored guards drew near, the sounds of ice encapsulating them, “crack” and “crack,” could be heard.