Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 132 Mr. Lucky

Just a few minutes after one o'clock in the morning, Lewis felt the shaking of the ship's hull. The abandoned "Clover" was heading away from the dock.

The "unloading worker" outside the cubicle came in. He put the funny ring in his pocket, sat near the lantern, and announced, "Today's party begins."

As soon as the voice fell, a man in a formal suit said:
"Look for Tris the Instigator, no matter clues or news.

If someone can bring his body to me, I can pay up to [-] pounds, plus any other conditions that I can do. "

As he spoke, the scene was silent for a few seconds.

Then, the "unloading worker" beside the lantern said coldly:

"Try to accept reality, don't be blinded by hatred!
Surely your dead wife wouldn't want you to be burdened with hatred, she would want you to be better off.

What's more, the official church failed to catch Tris, which shows that Tris's degree of danger must not be low."

The man in formal attire did not reply, he glanced at the people present, and said again:
"Just a little clue, no need to confirm the authenticity, I am willing to pay 100 pounds for it!"

Lewis frowned. Triss was still in Backlund at this time, and she was about to slowly become a vessel for the "primordial witch" to descend into the real world, and she was being protected by the Witch Sect at this moment.

In Sequence Eight, he had fought against Tris. If Serra hadn't stopped him, he might have sent Tris to see "Reaper".

But now, Tris already has divinity in him, and demigods and below will only become Tris's prey.

"There's no need to look for it." After a short thought, Lewis decided not to earn such money against his will. He kindly advised: "You can't avenge Triss, even if it's official."

The man in formal suit looked at Lewis, his eyes sparkled:
"You know where he is, don't you?
Tell me, I'll pay a hundred pounds for just a clue! "

Lewis ignored him, the poor man suddenly stood up and grabbed Lewis by the collar.

At this moment, the "unloading worker" sitting next to the lantern suddenly started to move. His movements were very fast. After just a moment of hand-to-hand, the poor man was pushed to the floor beside him.

"Calm down, this gentleman is here to protect you.

Didn't you hear that even the government can't catch Tris? You should have a deep understanding of the power of the government. "

"Sorry." The poor man squeezed a word out of his mouth. He got up from the ground, sat back in his original position, and fell silent.

"It's just that the official can't shoot Tris now, I can assure you that there are already several powerful superhumans who are eyeing him.

When I say this, you may not have an intuitive feeling that any one of these powerful transcendental beings can easily wipe out an official team. "

After a pause, Lewis added, out of sympathy, he told some more stories.

Anyway, according to the follow-up trend, Triss will definitely die in the end. The murderer who created the "Clover tragedy" chose to sacrifice his life for revenge and love.

"I understand." The man in a formal suit took out 10 banknotes and handed them to Lewis, saying, "You deserve it. I know that the rest of the words are just to comfort me. I am fortunate to have seen the power of an official transcendent." .”

Lewis took the money, and he didn't refute it anymore. In the perception of most wild transcendents, official transcendents are like nightmares. If anyone can wipe out the entire team by himself, he must be bragging.

The party continued, and the man who seemed to be a pianist spoke and said:

"Buy potion formulas, viewers, readers, and apprentices are all fine."

"I have the potion formula for 'Reader' here." Before Lewis could speak, a man whose face couldn't be seen replied.

"Deal! I also invite Mr. 'Sailor' to be a witness..." As he spoke, the pianist looked at the "unloading worker" in front of the lantern.

The "unloading worker" nodded. After taking the potion formula, he used a funny ring to judge whether the seller was lying, and took out a citrine pendant, as if he had done divination.

Lewis watched the transaction quietly. As he guessed, there were both real extraordinary people and ordinary people who had just come into contact with extraordinary existence.

It's just that the gathering level doesn't seem to be as high as he thought. The vast majority of extraordinary people's transactions are at the level of Sequence Nine and Sequence Eight.

Seeing that the transaction had reached a certain level, Lewis stepped in and said:

"I want to find a mermaid, of course, alive."

As Lewis opened his mouth, several eyes focused on him, as if this request was too frightening.

After waiting for about half a minute, none of the people present spoke. Maybe the mermaid is really hard to find, or maybe the level of this party is really not high enough.

Although a little disappointed, Lewis still emphasized: "Does anyone know? If no one knows, this transaction request is void."

After checking again, no one spoke at the scene. Lewis understood that most of his request failed.

"Maybe, I can give you news about the mermaid at the next meeting." The "sailor" sitting by the lantern looked at Lewis and said.

"I'm looking forward to your news." Lewis nodded. There seems to be an organization behind this "sailor". The information that the "sailor" cannot get, the organization can get.

With Lewis' pleas failing, the party is still going smoothly.

The next transaction seemed quite boring, the level of the party members was not high enough, and the trading items were all low-sequence items such as Sequence VIII and Sequence Nine.

Even if one or two magical items appeared by chance, it was difficult to catch Lewis' eyes.

After all, these magical items are either not very powerful, or have great side effects.

Lewis didn't see the items he was interested in and didn't close any deals, just watching as a bystander.

About two o'clock in the morning, the Sailor glanced at his pocket watch, and said:

"I also have a commission today:
Find a Mr. Lucky.

There is no clear goal for this request, as long as a lucky gentleman is confirmed, and after I have verified that he is not lying, he can get a reward of 10 pounds! "

"Looking for Mr. Lucky? The servant of 'Mr. Red Dragon' is this 'Sailor'?
No, the servant of 'Mr. Red Dragon' arrived at Enmat Port yesterday morning. This 'sailor' should have presided over the party here long ago. "

Lewis suddenly remembered the letter he wrote. He disguised himself as a follower of "Mr. Red Dragon". His characteristic was luck and he knew many secrets.

Although he also wanted a bonus of 10 pounds, he suddenly felt that as a hidden favored person, he should remain in a good position.

(End of this chapter)