Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 705: Chapter 231 [X-077-Super Spacetime Postage Stamp]_4

But as he opened it, he was stunned: a letter?

Inside there was nothing special, just a few pages of writing paper.

Leonard thought it might be some sort of intelligence and casually flipped through it.

However, as soon as he saw the familiar delicate handwriting, he suddenly realized.

In an instant, he finally understood, “Is this from ‘Miss Anne’? Hehe, she actually entrusted a detective to find me?”

Looking at it, Leonard couldn’t help but feel a bit of bittersweet amusement.

It felt like a young girl had spent a vast amount of money and effort to do something quite capricious.

Although Leonard had guessed from previous correspondence that this mysterious pen pal might come from a wealthy family, he hadn’t expected her to be this rich.

With an easy smile on his face, Leonard casually began to read the letters.

The content in his hand read as follows: “Grandfather gave me a birthday present, he said it would be a big surprise for me. Ah…”

Reading up to this point, a smile was already covering Leonard’s face.

This was the very first letter they exchanged, the beginning of their story.

A certain young girl needed a translation of an encrypted message in Taron Ancient Language, and Leonard just so happened to know it, so he casually replied.

There was even his own reply!

Looking at the notes on the letter, Leonard also came to understand, “So the letters could be kept on her side…”

The letters and responses he could see would all disappear once written on the paper.

Before, he had thought this was simply some kind of magic.

Who would have thought it was actually being “posted” in some way to the other person’s hands, and still preserved?

Then there was the second letter: “But I’ve encountered another problem recently. After the coming-of-age ceremony, according to family tradition, people of the same age in our family will have a business competition…”

Leonard also vividly remembered that at the time, a certain young girl was asking for business advice.

He gave her some ideas and even took the opportunity to ask some questions about Mental Deformation.

…

The envelopes were neatly stacked.

Visibly handled with great care.

They were ordered by date, one on top of the other.

Then came the third letter: “It went like this: after the coming-of-age ceremony, I won first place in the family evaluation. And then… Then there were a lot of… marriage proposals…”

At this point, Leonard suddenly recalled that scene.

He “instigated” a certain young girl to reject her family’s arranged marriage.

Then the fourth and fifth letters: “Mr. Sunny, I’ve felt true freedom… it was you who truly illuminated my path in life…”

These were the last two letters.

The content revealed that the young girl had not only overcome her broken engagement but also established her own industry.

Oh, Mr. Sunny…

That was the fake name he had used at the time, fearing being targeted by mysterious spells.

For some reason, holding these letters, Leonard felt a happiness welling up from the depths of his heart.

It was a joy unlike the thrill of pursuit.

Reviewing the letters, he imagined “Miss Anne,” whom he had never met, giving him a radiant smile.

“Hehe, how many times have you read these to have worn them out like this…”

Leonard chuckled and shook his head as he looked at the letters in his hand.

They had been carefully preserved.

But judging by the wear and tear, it seemed they had been read over and over again.

Clear signs of the passage of time were left on them.

Just as this thought crossed his mind, Leonard’s brows suddenly furrowed: “That’s not right…”

He suddenly realized that the contents of the letters covered a long period of time.

And the appearance of the letters out of thin air was already bizarre enough.

He had not seen the physical items before and had dismissed it as a “ghost event.”

But now that these very real letters had appeared in his hands, Leonard suddenly felt a very strange sensation.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

It was as if… the thin paper had somehow become heavy.

Imbued with a weight of years.

What exactly was the situation with “Miss Anne”?

Leonard furrowed his brows tightly, expecting to solve a puzzle, only to find himself more puzzled.

But as he flipped through the pages, he found one more letter.

“Huh… is this last one yet to be sent out?”

Looking at the contents of the letter, Leonard had not seen them before.

That meant he had not received it.

The weary handwriting was already slightly blurred, as if caressed by a hand many times: “Mr. Sunny, I hope you are safe. If possible, I… I hope that after you finish your matters, could we meet in person?”

When Leonard saw this letter, he remembered the last reply he had sent, aware that his life was short and that he was going to the Battle of Ironforge to seek the Holy Grail to extend it.

At that time, he entered with almost a fatalist attitude, so he replied that it might be the “last time” they’d meet.

“So, is that why the girl wished to see me?”

Leonard’s eyes rippled gently with warmth, picturing a certain girl blushing, mustering great courage to write this letter.

After all, if he were to die, he thought the girl would regret it too, wouldn’t she?

Leonard had thought that the purpose of the “last letter” was for the mysterious Miss Anne to have that old butler deliver it to him.

As he pondered what to reply if they were indeed to meet, he noticed a very strange fluctuation of Curse Power on the letter.

Leonard touched it, turned it over, and then noticed a Stamp affixed to the paper.

A Stamp on a letter was not unusual.

But when Leonard saw it, his gaze froze.

Because the Stamp turned out to be a Disaster Object.

[ X-077-Super Spacetime Postage Stamp]

Details: Ignoring the restrictions of time and space, it can send a letter to the intended destination;

“This…?!”

In the instant Leonard saw the Stamp, a surge of incomprehensible High-Level Time Rule burst forth.

The Stamp seemed to possess a magical force, pulling him deeper and deeper into its gaze.

Suddenly, the scenery in front of him twisted, turning into a growing vortex that quickly sucked in his entire consciousness.

No, it seemed to pull in his body as well!

He was engulfed by a realm of nothingness and the unknown.

Leonard had a vague guess about what had happened, but there was no time to think it over.

Everything went dark before his eyes, and he lost consciousness.