Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 130 Mr. Red Dragon's Blessed One

Lewis put a stamp on the envelope and wrote down the address of Wharton House in Tingen. As for the address of the sender, of course he wrote down the current hotel.

Suddenly, his inspiration was touched.

Blinking his right eyelid three times in a row to open his spirit vision, he saw a shark swimming out of the wall, holding a letter tightly between its jagged teeth.

As the shark opened its mouth, the letter fell into Lewis' hands, and the shark passed around Lewis, eventually sinking under the floor.

Open the letter, inside is a straw yellow letter paper.

"Dear Mr. Red Dragon:

I arrived in Enmat this morning, but I still have no idea about the promotion.

For ordinary extraordinary people, it is too difficult to cross that line.

Of course, for you, crossing that line may just be the beginning of becoming a strong player.

I will work harder and strive to be able to participate in your plan to kill demigods as soon as possible.

Please allow your humble servant to send you the most sincere greetings. "

Lewis was sitting in front of the desk, lightly tapping the fir tabletop. Mr. Red Dragon's servant had come to Port Mater, and a Sequence Five was seeking an opportunity to be promoted to a demigod.

Sequence Four belongs to the High Sequence. Transcendents of this Sequence can already use the mythical form for a very short time, and their life level can already be classified as "God".

No matter which sequence of Transcendents, promotion to Sequence Four is a qualitative improvement, and its promotion difficulty is several levels higher than that of the middle and low sequences.

"Maybe I should help him and use what I know." Lewis couldn't help thinking that helping Mr. Red Dragon's servants was also helping himself.

After all, Mr. Honglong is himself now, and Mr. Honglong's servants are his servants.

What's more, he might be able to exchange some resources from these servants. If all goes well, he can even make these servants form a simplified version of the Tarot Club.

"For you, this promotion is indeed difficult.

I have an unknown relative who knows many things and is currently seeking promotion opportunities in Enmat. If you can find him, you may be able to find news about promotions.

He is an extremely lucky guy who knows more secrets than you can imagine. "

After racking his brains, Lewis briefly mentioned himself. He wants to appear as a follower of "Mr. Red Dragon", and the fact that he is "Mr. Red Dragon" cannot be discovered by the other party.

This is a bit difficult, he can't tell the other party the real information, and he has to let the other party find him.

Listing the letter as a draft, Lewis went to an advertising agency, printed it out with a printer, and delivered it by courier.

After doing this, he started to wander the streets, looking for an opportunity to digest the potion.

Not far away, huge steamships shuttled around the port, and they brought goods from all over the world, including the specialties of the Southern Continent and the culture of Intis.

As the second largest port in Loen, more than a dozen giant steam ships dock at the shore every day in Enmat Port, making a huge contribution to the development of this port city.

"Emmat Port is a port city, I might be able to meet Miss Intis here and experience the style of Intis." Lewis walked by the pier, occasionally raising his head to see if there were any beautiful people on the side of the road. Street girl.

The Intis girl he met at the bar this morning gave him a strong sense of shock. Whether it's her generous and enthusiastic personality or the self-confidence she displayed all the time, she was obviously different from the women in the Loen Kingdom.

Suddenly, Lewis stopped in his tracks. He calmly used his senses to search around until he confirmed that no eyes were looking at him. Then he lowered his head and picked up the 5 pound note while pretending to be lifting his shoes.

"If I just want to be an ordinary person, I can live a good life by relying on my ability to pick up money." Stuffing the five pounds into his pocket, Lewis had the illusion of taking advantage.

Suddenly, he slipped and fell on the road paved with bluestone bricks, a ball of horse manure could be vaguely seen in front of his sight.

Lewis stood up calmly. He patted the dust off his body, thinking that his recent luck might have been overdrawn.

"Using money to digest potions is still too slow, I should go to the bar more to participate in the 'dogs take mice' gambling activities, luck needs feedback..."

Silently thinking about it, Lewis crossed this street and turned into another.

At the entrance of the street, a little girl was distributing leaflets. Lewis took the leaflets and looked through them. It was a reward list for Tris.

"In Enmat Port, there are still people offering a reward for Tris, the murderer of the Clover tragedy.

Also.

After all, the Port of Enmat was the first port where the Clover docked. The instigator who caused the tragedy alone destroyed many families. "

Sighing lightly, he threw away the reward list.

Perhaps, this world is so unfair. Although Triss is not doing well, he has become Triss and a puppet of the Witch Sect.

In the future, she will have another chance to burn herself for love, for her own prince.

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The morning sun shone on Tingen City as usual. Although the tragedy of the Blackthorn Security Company shocked many people, it did not last long after all.

Dunn is a hero who saves the city of Tingen, and he is also a poor creature who is always fighting against danger and madness.

Few people knew what Dunn had done, and there was no media exaggeration, which made the incident of the son of the evil god buried in official documents and buried in the memory of the Nighthawks.

Miss Serra took the letter from the waiter. He opened the letter and took out a piece of letter paper and a bottle that was only half the size of a thumb.

On the letter paper is Lewis' handwriting, which describes the feeling of missing in detail.

"Mr. Lewis has arrived in Enmat Port, he is looking for a promotion, and he is expressing his love to me!" A joyful expression appeared on Sera's face, her fingers were trembling slightly, and even the letter paper was trembling.

Opening the blue vial, a scent of roses came to her face. She carefully sprinkled some on the back of her hand, sniffing the scent lightly, her expression fascinated.

After a while, she took out a pen and wrote a reply letter:
"Mr Lewis:

Thank you for your letter, I also miss your strength and want to be by your side.

I like the Intis perfume you sent me very much. I like its smell and its color.

I look forward to your promotion soon. I don't want to stay in the Wharton Mansion anymore, I just hope to be your exclusive dancer. "

After writing the letter, Serra sent a blank postcard with a tall Intis plane tree printed on the postcard.

She sealed the letter and filled in the address left by Lewis, looking forward to the early delivery of the letter to Enmat Port.

(End of this chapter)