Leonard Churchill didn't know whether his premonition of danger was accurate.
But he never harbored the illusion that good luck would always be by his side.
Having experienced countless perils, he himself didn't feel any fluctuation.
Even if he guessed that it might be a powerful figure from the Southern Continent who had come for him, he still harbored a 'meet the enemy head-on' mindset.
However, as a loner, he didn't fear for himself, but the few hundred people in the "Rat Camp" beneath the sewers had nothing to do with this matter.
Leonard didn't want to involve others.
He had originally planned to stay with Lenny for a while longer, to stabilize his realm.
Now it seemed he must find a new place.
With that thought, he stood up and walked down the stairs.
No sooner had he descended than he saw Lenny repairing a mechanical arm on that crude table.
The welding light caused the entire room to flicker with glares of blue.
