Leonard Churchill looked at the old fox who placed his bandaged right arm on the gambling table and also eyed it curiously.
The bandages looked ancient, but the overflowing dark cyan mysterious curse characters were somewhat clear.
Leonard discerned curse characters like "Law Sealing," "Contamination Control," "Energy Leakage,"... and others indicating their effects.
The last time he saw something similar was the Corpse-Wrapping Cloth binding the body of the Weeping Angel.
"Disaster Object?"
Leonard guessed in his mind.
And indeed, as soon as the old man wagered his right arm, the invisible scales of fortune unexpectedly balanced out.
In other words, the old man's arm was definitely of extraordinary value.
Leonard's peripheral vision caught a glimpse, and it seemed like the Immortal Aegis Animals in the carriage knew what this object was.
Sophia Jones's expression was grave with a hint of confusion, clearly unaware.
But she acknowledged the value of the object nonetheless.
