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They had been delayed a little while digging for the “Demonfall Spirit Media” at the Hero’s Tomb, making them the last to come out.

However, that had no impact.

When they emerged, they weren’t at the entrance; the “Battle of Ironforge” Alternate Dimension had disappeared.

As expected.

With the Xismark Holy Grail, such an important Plot Item, now gone, the entire narrative of “The Third Holy Grail War” had lost its meaning.

It was like when Leonard Churchill took away the Power Gem Golden Sphere, affecting the subsequent dimension’s narrative.

He even suspected that there would be no more major battles following Ironforge City.

“Pop, pop, pop…”

No sooner had they appeared than the incessant sounds of gunfire reached their ears, flares illuminating the camp with intense brightness.

Noah Wright, that guy who came out earlier, had stirred some trouble; now the camp was in chaos, with all sorts of catastrophes and wild beasts frantically charging at the camp walls.

The Lionheart Family’s top brass, though aware of the great changes in the dimension, were too busy defending the camp to spare any troops.

Even though the sentry in the watchtower spotted the sudden appearance of Leonard Churchill and Camilla, no one was able to come around and capture them in time.

In a flash, the two of them had vanished into the ruins of the city.

…

Apparently, not even the Lionheart Family had anticipated that this high-difficulty War Mode would suddenly be broken.

Or maybe the trouble caused by Noah Wright was significant enough.

Either way, the two of them escaped without any issues.

Running swiftly along the ruined streets, Leonard Churchill and Camilla moved swiftly.

Soon enough, the sound of gunfire could no longer be heard.

They then stopped in front of a Ruined Building.

Camilla, with her strong sensory abilities, confirmed the safety of their surroundings. They then chose a room on the top floor of the Ruined Building that was both concealed and had escape routes, planning to rest for a bit.

In the dim room, they sat down on the floor.

Camilla, still not fully healed from her injuries, began meditating in a cross-legged position.

As soon as she settled herself, she became as still as a sculpture of ice, devoid of any presence.

Though there was no change in temperature, just one glance at her was enough to invoke an eerie chill, as if one’s soul could freeze over.

“…”

Leonard Churchill glanced at her, then shifted his gaze away, knowing it was the effect of the Demon God Secret Skill she was cultivating.

As for himself, he was in pretty good shape, thanks to the “Curse of Immortality” having healed his serious injuries.

The remaining minor injuries were insignificant to his body’s current healing capabilities.

The stronger the body, however, the greater the need for food.

Having fought all the way through the Alternate Dimension, his stomach was rumbling with hunger.

Leonard Churchill then took out a field stove from his Storage Ring and cooked a pot of Predictive Stew.

Before long, the pot over the fire, bubbling with meat stew, released an enticing aroma into the air.

Leonard Churchill served himself a bowl using his utensils and turned to Camilla, “Want something to eat?”

This was their first exchange of words since their reunion.

But their old friends’ tacit understanding didn’t necessitate any false pleasantries.

At his words, Camilla opened her eyes, showing the first sign of liveliness. Although she showed no desire for food, she nodded and hummed lightly in agreement.

At that moment, she reached out to unfasten the buckle of the Anti-Poison Mask she had worn on her face.

With a gentle lift, her silky silver hair cascaded down smoothly.

Leonard Churchill arched an eyebrow slightly at the sight of that exquisitely beautiful face.

It was the familiar face of his old friend.

Yet there was something unfamiliar about it.

No emotion stirred on her beautiful face, an apathy towards the world that seemed almost otherworldly, as if she were too ethereal to be touched by the mundane.

Even though they were reunited, Camilla showed no signs of joy.

Leonard Churchill was aware of the changes she had gone through and understood them completely, showing no concern as he handed her the food as if nothing had changed.

Camilla nodded her thanks, chewing carefully, taking slow bites.

Meanwhile, Leonard Churchill pulled out several pieces of dark bread, soaking them in the stew and eating heartily.

As for whatever had happened to Camilla during that time, whether she had joined the “Thirteen Masked Knight Organization” or had other concerns, Leonard Churchill did not ask.

The two had always been comfortable with this way of interacting, each going about their own business, finding their company enjoyable without needing to say a word.

After dinner,

Camilla continued to meditate and heal.

Leonard Churchill, sitting by his packed bag of “Demonfall Spirit Media”, began absorbing the Extraordinary Traits from the Energy Baryte, taking out the “Hero Garen’s Godfall Cultivation Insights Manuscript” he had previously acquired.

He started reading the manuscript.

It was a cultivation diary.

What was recorded within were not the Mantras of cultivation, but the insights of the hero Garen as he cultivated, as well as some history concerning the Secret Skill.

It was fortunate that Leonard Churchill had already mastered this Demon God’s Mysterious Technique, for otherwise the manuscript would have been of little use.

“That year, I became the youngest Leader of the Kingdom Golden Gryphon Legion, favored by His Majesty the King and blessed with the opportunity to cultivate this divine Secret Skill…”

“The ‘Godfall Secret Skill’ is truly the most powerful God Skill I’ve ever seen. The key step in my journey to becoming a Legendary Knight was relying on this Secret Skill to comprehend the ‘Godfall Domain’. But it was only after I stepped into the Epic realm that I truly realized how superficial my understanding of this Secret Skill was… ”

There wasn’t an opportunity to examine it carefully before.

Now, with the beginning already making Leonard Churchill even more intrigued, he thought to himself, “The Fifty-two Demonic God Secret Skill, even an Epic strongman says he’s only touched the surface, tsk…”