Now that he had received the money, Lewis didn't intend to leave Triss alone, he wore five rings on his left hand that temporarily served as lucky charms, and took all the night realm charms, armed himself to the teeth with the charms, and then rushed to the bottom of Iron Cross Street.

"Pan-fried meat, fish, and oyster soup!"

Street vendors shouting and selling their wares, and children in ragged clothes mingle with the crowd, occasionally swallowing or quietly reaching out to the goods on the street.

Lewis found a small hotel, spent two pennies on a tattered outfit and put it on, pretending to be a resident and blending in with the crowd down Iron Cross.

Coming to a high-traffic street, Lewis blinked his right eyelid three times in a row to observe the people around him.

Soon, he finds several patients who are about to become terminally ill due to serious health problems, which is likely to be Triss's next target.

Pretending to be careless and following one of the patients with a bad liver, Lewis crosses the end of the street and sees a herb shop.

He quietly followed the crowd and watched as the patient with a bad liver entered the herb shop, and by the time he came out, he had an extra packet of potions in his hand.

Suddenly, a lady wearing a fisherman's hat with her face covered by a black veil and unable to see clearly patted the patient lightly, and then quickly stepped away.

Lewis's inspiration immediately sensed danger, and if he was not mistaken, the woman was Triss. As a witch of Sequence 7, Triss has the ability to perform evil rituals, and naturally has the ability to collect the lives of those who are dying.

Shaking the charm in his hand, Lewis hurriedly followed, the nature of the machine was enough for him to control his body perfectly, and not emit any easily detectable aura.

Following the lady all the way to the less crowded alleyway, Lewis suddenly rushed forward and punched the lady in the back of the heart, accompanied by the word "fate" shouted from his mouth.

The witches are all natural assassins, and although Lewis is a strong fighter, he doesn't dare to fight them hard, and if he doesn't pay attention, it will be tragic to be stabbed in the neck.

However, as long as you inflict a strong doom on the other party, then it is no problem, the key of light is a very powerful magical item, as long as you are entangled in this doom, the average transcendent can even do something to stab yourself with a knife.

"It feels great to have a lot of spells." Lewis sighed in his heart, and then pinched the lady's slender wrist, pinned her to the ground, and pressed her knee against the other person's slender neck.

"Be honest, or I'll send you to your god!" Lewis fumbled with Triss's otherworldly objects while guarding against possible doom that might affect him.

"Mr. Lewis!" The woman's voice was slightly surprised, and she turned her head with great effort, and the look in her eyes shook abruptly.

Lewis frowned, although this lady had the same sense of danger as Triss, judging from the touch of her skin and voice, this lady was not Triss at all.

Taking off the black veil from the woman's face, Lewis couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him, and the person he caught was a dancer from the Wharton Mansion - Cherie.

"What's your relationship with Triss?" Lewis embarrassed to shove a few of the I-Sol bills back into their original places, and asked as Cherry's face turned red.

As Lewis let go of her hand, Cherie got up and took a few steps back, distancing herself from Lewis.

"Mr. Lewis, you are also transcendental?" Cherie reached under her clothes, and the aura of danger on her body became a little stronger.

Lewis smiled indifferently, facing Cherie who had fallen under the spell, he was the Child of Destiny within five minutes, and he didn't have to worry about the other party making a rash move.

What's more, although the assassin is strong, his fighting will not be too weak.

"That's right, I'm an extraordinary, and I took the 'machine' potion half a month ago." Lewis replied abruptly, and then asked, "You must have just taken the potion, as you can see, you are not very skilled." ”

At this moment, Lewis finally understood the source of the sense of danger in Cherry's body, the other party has been contaminated with the aura of the original witch, and these aura is likely to be transmitted through Triss.

"Yes." Cherie stared at Lewis and said, "It's not for you to meddle, I can leave here as if I didn't see you, and you're welcome to continue as my guest." ”

"It's up to you to go back, otherwise, I'll consider handing you over to the police or the night watchman." Lewis said dismissively.

Cherie frowned, she thought for a moment, hesitated and pulled out the dagger at her waist, her body became light, and she stabbed forward.

As Lewis was about to dodge, a flower pot fell from above and hit Cherie on the back of the head, causing her to faint.

"Never ignore the power of doom, even the transcendent." Lewis glanced up in the direction the pot had fallen, and a plainly dressed woman hurriedly closed the window, dissociating herself from the falling object.

Lewis spread his hands, he actually wanted to thank the lady who threw the pot.

Helping Cherie to the hotel in front of the bachelor's apartment, Lewis asks for a room, and then ties Cherie's hands and feet.

Thinking that it would be a while for Cherie to wake up, Lewis continued to go out to find Triss.

It's clear that Cherie isn't here to collect lifespans, she's just a bait that Triss has put out. At the moment when she did something to Cherry, Triss probably noticed him a long time ago.

"Where is she going to hide?" Lewis thought for a moment, since Triss was going to collect the lifespans of dying people, the slums were the best place to go.

Every day, people die here, who have neither family nor property, and even if they do, they don't attract attention or even call the police.

However, Cherry's arrest today will definitely cause Triss to be alarmed, and in the next step, maybe Triss will not come to Iron Cross again.

"If only I could find a place for Triss to stay, then I can wait for the rabbit." After a rough search for a sense of danger down Iron Cross Street, Lewis found nothing.

He decided to go back to Cherie and ask if she might know something.

Back in the dilapidated hotel room, Lewis pinched the corner of his eye slightly, and the tied up Cherie had fled.

"Don't trust machines too much that they can't make mistakes, and don't trust that everything will follow the programme." Lewis sighed, knowing that he had underestimated a transcendent.

At that moment, the machine potion provided feedback, and his spirit cheered, a symbol of further digestion of the potion.

"Fortunately, the result is not too bad, and it is a surprise to sum up the acting method." Lewis paid the hotel owner's lodging fee, changed his clothes and left Iron Cross Street.