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He mysteriously produced three dice, gently tapping them on the table.

It seemed like a subtle pre-roll move, which no one at the table seemed to notice any irregularity.

However, Elder Clinton, who was sitting aside, seemed to discern something and glanced at him curiously.

He noticed the flow of Order Law on the dice.

But he did not speak up.

Leonard Churchill didn’t perceive anything profound, but he felt a vague sensation, as if the very rhythm of destiny was pulsating.

Reuel Bible tossed the dice, which clattered and tumbled on the table.

Their gazes were glued to the dice as they came to a halt.

They landed on “3, 4, 5”.

Neither a small nor a large number.

Looking at his roll, Reuel Bible raised an eyebrow and muttered to himself, “Not a bad roll.”

Then, he looked at Leonard Churchill, saying, “Your turn.”

Without much thought, Leonard Churchill picked up the three dice.

The moment he was about to toss them, he experienced a sudden throbbing in his heart, as if he had seized control of the destiny.

It was a sensation far stronger than what he had felt when he was betting his life against the Gambling Hound in room 407.

This feeling of holding destiny in his hands always gave him an inexplicable confidence and excitement.

He suddenly grinned.

Upon seeing this, Reuel Bible had a sense of foreboding and his pupils instinctively contracted.

Leonard Churchill threw the dice.

As the dice rolled around on the table, they finally revealed “666”.

All the people at the table were dumbfounded.

The two young assistants blinked their eyes in disbelief.

If there wasn’t any foul play, such luck was simply unbelievable, wasn’t it?

Even Elder Clinton looked confused.

Leonard Churchill looked at the outcome without any upheaval in his heart, as if …it was inevitable that he would win.

Reuel Bible squinted his eyes upon seeing this.

Then, an understanding smile surfaced on his face. He spoke with clear laughter, “Alright. You win. The stuff is yours!”

Had it been any other number, he might have had doubts about his decision.

But 666, there was no better choice than this.

The Order had made the choice for him, saving him the hassle of hesitating.

Speaking of which, Reuel Bible raised his glass again, “Let’s drink!”

Leonard Churchill also laughed, “Thank you.”

The two of them, through a game of dice, had concluded a bet that would have scared people to death if they knew.

Seeing the result, Assistant Ada’s face turned rigid. She felt as though they were taking this a bit too lightly.

Mushroomhead, who was beside her, had a bitter look on his face. He asked, “Um…Captain, how am I supposed to write this report?”

Reuel Bible took a gulp of his drink nonchalantly and said, “What do you mean how? The Silver Moon Sect’s people got away, the whereabouts of the Cross and the Angel are unknown. How else would you write it?”

Mushroomhead: “Oh.”

Meanwhile, as Leonard and his team were drinking at their camp.

An armored steam train was rapidly heading towards Thunderbolt Fortress from the Gold-digging Port of Sinless City.

It was the investigation team of the Lionheart Family.

A man and a woman were seated in a carriage that was meticulously protected by a barrier.

No guards were nearby.

Just the two of them.

The man was dressed in a sharp gray military uniform, his characteristic golden hair inherently handsome and steadfast. However, a distinctive scar over his left eye gave off an oppressive air of a hardened military man.

Four stars on the shoulder of his military uniform shimmered brightly.

This was none other than the youngest four-star general of the Federation, the power figure of the Lionheart Family, the “Golden Lion”, Carlo!

He had another status, the uncle of Young Master Kane, who had just been assassinated.

Seated across from him was a woman in a glamorous red court dress.

About the same age as Carlo, her face bore no signs of aging. Instead, she exuded an air of aristocracy and carried an indomitable spirit that suggested her long-standing high position.

“The five council families of the Federation are still discussing how to split up the cake that is the Old Continent. The conservatives even suggest complete destruction of Sinless City, severing the link to the Old Continent…heh, those fat pig politicians are truly daydreaming…”

“The impact of the Old Continent is too great. No one dares to guarantee what they’ll find on this land of miracles. It’s normal for those high-ranking members of the parliament, who have been enjoying privileges for too long and fear that someone might shake the power in their hands, to not want to change the status quo…”

“By the time those greedy politicians finish their discussions, we will have already stationed ourselves firmly on the Old Continent.”

“General Carlo. Don’t forget what you promised me when the time comes.”

“Of course, Madam. You possess the most complete information about the Old Continent, and our Lionheart Family holds the strongest military force in the Federation, our cooperation will undoubtedly be very pleasant.”

II II

They chatted and laughed, both obtaining the results they desired.

At last, the lady in red rose, her smile accentuated by a nod, “Then, here’s to a successful partnership.”

Even though Carlo was one of the highest military authorities in the Federation, he didn’t dare underestimate the woman before him. He rose to his feet, offering a gentlemanly hand.

The lady in red smiled seductively, “Well, I won’t disturb the General’s rest any further. We should be reaching Thunderbolt Fortress soon, I will go change my clothes.”

Carlo nodded, signaling, “Someone, escort the lady out.”

The carriage door opened, and a maid came in to respectfully see the beautiful lady out.

When the coast was clear, an old man dressed in a black tailcoat strolled in with a telegram in hand, “General, we’ve just received this telegram. The Seventeenth Legion of the Fierce Beast Corps has set off. They’re heading to Sinless City as we speak. They should arrive in five days.”

Upon hearing this, Carlo chuckled coldly, “Heh, that good-for-nothing nephew of mine did do the family a great favor.”

As Carlo’s most trusted strategist, this matter was planned by him from the very beginning, “Indeed. If it hadn’t been for the assassination, the Fierce Beast Legion would have faced opposition from the parliament if they wanted to station themselves in Sinless City. On top of that, the Miller Family, who are still technically in charge of Sinless City, would undoubtedly be the first to object.”

Carlo asked, “All is taken care of?”

The old man replied, “Yes, General. Even if somebody manages to investigate, it was General Rex of the Iron Hand Legion who had placed the bounty on the black market. After all, Young Master Kane had just killed his only daughter. There’s no way it could be linked back to us… And your journey had been arranged for months in advance, no one would ever question your motives.” Carlo mused for a while, making sure no loose ends were left, before saying, “Hmm. After the Legion settles in, get rid of the major gangs in Sinless City as soon as possible. Take control of the Gold-digging Dock earlier, so we can recruit some hunters and start large scale developments on the Old Continent.” “Yes.”

The old man nodded, then hinted at the outside of the carriage, “And… The lady?”

Hearing this, Carlo’s eyes glinted sharply. He shook his head and said, “Those remnants of the old era are too naive. Today’s Dragon City is no longer the Supreme Royal Court, and the major families of the Federation are far more powerful than they were during the Orlan Dynasty. How could they possibly restore their regime? However, they do have their uses for now, so we’ll cooperate with them as per the terms. The infiltration by our spy division must also be intensified….”