Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 177 The Former Residence
Lewis looked at Elana. He really had a request for summoning her this time, but the corrupt desire cannot be paid in vain.

"I don't have any letters to ask for your help this time, but I have a depraved desire for you. You owe me, and you must repay me accordingly." Lewis pointed to the man lying on the bed.

Elana walked up to the man, her tail brushed lightly over the man's body, the man immediately calmed down, and his breathing gradually became steady.

"Miss Elana, you can leave now."

Seeing that the matter was dealt with, Lewis sent Elana away, and he looked at the man lying on the bed.

At this time, the painful expression on the man's face had disappeared, he struggled to get up from the bed, and said sincerely:
"Thank you, I don't know what your address is?"

Lewis turned on his Spirit Vision again, and the brown lines on the man's body had disappeared, only the human-shaped shadow on his chest was still there.

Miss Elana only took away the corrupted desire temporarily, but the actual problem is still not resolved.

If you want to solve the problem thoroughly, you may inevitably have to deal with some dangerous existence.

Lewis took off his half-height silk top hat, saluted slightly, and said:

"Lewis Harvey, I'm a businessman from Loen. Because I love Indian culture, I decided to stay in Trier temporarily."

The man left the bed and put on a simple nightgown:

"I'm York, a well-known wine connoisseur.

Mr. Lewis, please do try my wine collection. "

Lewis wanted to refuse, but York had already acted. He used the corkscrew to remove the oak cork, and the ruby-like liquid was poured into the glass.

After flipping a coin and doing a simple divination, Lewis sat down and tasted the wine recommended by York.

After the entrance, the taste is very soft, with a light fruity aroma, and after the aftertaste, the aroma turns into the breath of petals.

Even though Lewis didn't know alcohol at all, he understood that it was a very good drink.

"This is the highest-grade wine produced by Slante Manor ten years ago, but it has been out of stock in recent years, so it's one bottle less." York explained.

"A rare wine indeed," echoed Lewis, even though he knew nothing about wine.

Seeing Lewis's expression of enjoyment, York took the opportunity to propose a condition:
"Mr. Lewis, can you introduce me to the lady who handled the problem for me just now?"

"He can see Elana, he is also a Transcendent?"

Lewis looked at York in surprise. Perhaps it was the curse on the other party that prevented him from discovering that York was an extraordinary person in the first place.

Or, York is not a transcendent at all, it's just a curse on York that allows York to see things he shouldn't see.

"Are you a Transcendent?" Lewis asked directly.

"Yes." With a surprised expression on York's face, he smiled and explained, "I once took a potion called 'Monster'."

A Sequence Nine, a weak Transcendent, provoked an existence that shouldn't be provoked.

Lewis commented on York. He kindly told York the way to summon Elana. As long as he sent a letter, Elana would collect the fallen desire, and York could temporarily relieve the painful feeling.

However, he could already foresee that in the next few days, he would definitely receive many letters of unknown meaning from York.

Hiding in the shadows and returning to the residence, Lewis paid attention to the room where the woman was panting before, and sighed leisurely.

The gentlemen's ability is a bit insufficient, and less than 15 minutes have passed before and after.

"Suddenly I have a direction for investment. If I can find a large number of 'pharmacists' from the life school, let them make potions to improve their abilities, and then sell them in Intis, I will definitely make a lot of money.

Perhaps, at that time, the resources needed for the promotion of Sequence Five and Sequence Four don't have to worry about it. "

This idea only appeared for a moment, and he immediately dismissed it. The number of extraordinary people is very rare, and it is unrealistic to find a large number of pharmacists to make that kind of potion for him.

Lewis sighed, and when he passed the corner of the stairs on the third floor, the corners of his mouth subconsciously curled up.

There are still, it seems, strong, enduring gentlemen, though still no match for him.

……

The next morning, Lewis ate the breakfast served by the waiter, and took Miss Stephanie to the place where the other party used to live.

Unlike Backlund's relatively conservative ones, women's underwear shops can be seen everywhere on the streets of Trier, and the styles are even more dazzling.

In addition to lingerie shops, there are also an outrageous number of opera houses along the roadside.

"The classic tragic work of Emperor Roselle, "Romeo and Juliet"?"

When he saw the colorful posters posted outside the theater, Lewis secretly cursed "shameless" again.

Roselle, relying on his status as a time traveler, can't copy other people's stuff, and he can put his own name on it cheekily every time.

Stephanie saw something wrong with Lewis' mood, she asked curiously:

"Mr. Lewis, you also like the plays of Emperor Russell, have you seen "Romeo and Juliet"?"

"Of course." Lewis kept smiling, but, in another world, "Romeo and Juliet" was written by another well-known playwright, definitely not the shameless Russell Gustav.

Without continuing to discuss this topic with Stephanie, Lewis walked into a clothing store and chose a tunic aristocratic dress with bustle and a fan with lace trim for Stephanie.

As a businessman who likes the style of Intis, the female companion next to him must naturally dress up in the style of the lady of Intis. Of course, this "lady" only refers to the daytime.

About half an hour later, Stephanie found a luxurious house according to her memory.

The house has stone arcades, a Gothic spire, and a tall Intis plane tree in front of the house for shade.

The whole house is surrounded by a tall iron fence with dead vines climbing the iron fence.

Stephanie on the side grabbed Lewis's arm slightly stronger, and seemed a little nervous.

"Mr. Lewis, do you think my mother will still be here?"

"You have to look to find out." Lewis smiled lightly. He approached the building, and a waiter was waiting at the entrance by the fence. It seemed that there were corresponding arrangements.

"Hello, sir, what can I do?" The waiter saw Lewis walking towards him, and he bent down, showing perfect etiquette.

Lewis straightened his body. For a wealthy businessman, it was quite impolite to return a gift to a waiter, after all, his status was distinguished.

Under Stephanie's nervous gaze, he asked:
"Excuse me, is this the residence of Mr. Lyle Slant?"

(End of this chapter)