Lewis ignored the half-mad transcendent, and he looked around the underground market, looking for the stall that actually sold transcendent materials.

Following the inspiration, Lewis found a store that was out of the ordinary, and he had reason to believe that it did have exceptional materials.

Of course, there are not many types of extraordinary materials sold here, only the ones that are officially default.

The boss is an old gentleman in a half-height silk top hat and a black tuxedo, and he wears a black cape, which will make him look very occult.

"I want something extraordinary, something truly extraordinary." Lewis stepped closer and reminded.

"Otherworldly items? Then you've found the right person, I have a truly transcendent item here, such as this Charm to Ward Off Misfortune, which has been blessed by the Goddess......" The shopkeeper took out a sterling silver charm and recommended.

Lewis blinked his right eyelid three times in a row, and saw that the sterling silver charm did not show anything special. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but feel that the boss was bold enough to dare to lie to him, a real transcendent.

If it weren't for Mr. Svein's face, he would have wanted to give the boss a silver ring and shout the word "fate", and then sit aside and wait to see the sanction of fate.

"Maybe I'm not asking clearly enough, but I hope you don't deceive me with useless things." Lewis examined himself for a moment, and asked again in a deep voice, "Do you have any recipes here?" The formula for becoming transcendent. ”

Hearing the word "formula", the shopkeeper's face sank, and his fingers trembled and tapped five times on his chest, and he looked like a fake goddess believer.

"Goddess above, how can I have those contraband here?" The shopkeeper looked directly at Lewis and said in a firm tone.

"Well, maybe I shouldn't have asked that." Lewis sighed, he always felt that the shopkeeper should have some real goods in his hands, otherwise he wouldn't have reacted so much.

"Just look around for now, it's going to be a while before I digest the 'machine' potion, which gives me plenty of time to prepare."

"By the way, in a few days it will be time for the tarot meeting to begin, and by then, I have a family member......"

Lewis couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, although there are few real transcendent materials involved in the black market, but there are indeed a lot of ritual items and ordinary items, and Lewis symbolically bought some to use during ceremonies.

Suddenly, Lewis noticed a gaze watching him, and he looked behind his right.

"Mr. Lewis, aren't you going to the Wharton Mansion tonight? Last night, I really wanted to see you. Wearing a top hat with a wide brim and a brightly colored feather on it, Serra looked at Lewis with an ambiguous and provocative look in her eyes.

"No, I've been feeling unwell lately, and the doctor advised me to drink more milk and do less strenuous exercise." Lewis politely refused, when the identity is not revealed, everyone can be the relationship between the guest and the dancing girl, after the identity is revealed, he is really afraid of the ability of Sierra to rise up one day and launch an assassin when he is excited.

Triss, whom he defeated that day, was an important believer in the Witch Church, and he almost killed Triss if it hadn't been for Serra's timely appearance.

This breath, let alone a witch who is good at cursing and revenge, even the official organization can't swallow it.

"But I think Mr. Lewis is healthy." Serra came to the stall and negotiated the price of the item with the owner of the fairy flower seller, and her tone was charming, and she quickly got the boss to give a 50% discount.

Lewis took the opportunity to leave, he didn't understand what Ms. Sierra was trying to do, and it seemed that the other party didn't really care about Triss's life or death.

Returning to the dragon bar along the same road, Lewis saw the two big men playing billiards again, one of the big men saw Lewis come out, and seemed very surprised, he subconsciously took a half step back.

Another big man who was closer to the "seeded" tapped his companion on the shoulder, and the companion was extremely reluctant, squirmed up to Lewis, and asked, "Sir, do you want to ...... A game of billiards? ”

Lewis curled the corners of his mouth slightly and asked, "The kind with bets?" ”

"Oh...... While...... Of course! The big man who spoke was reluctant to gamble with Lewis, but he thought of Mr. Svein's request, so he gritted his teeth and agreed.

"You kick off first." Lewis took off his top hat and coat and defiantly addressed the two.

The big man in charge of playing with Lewis had a bitter face, and he got off to a perfect start, scoring five goals in a row, but not all of them......

Lewis scored it all at once, and while it was unknown why the two idiots were sending him money, it was a good opportunity.

Half an hour later, Mr. Svein came back from his outing, and the big man who was playing with Lewis squeezed out an ugly smile, he watched Lewis score the last goal, and hurriedly said, "I'm not playing today, it's thirty pounds." ”

Lewis shrugged, he was in a good mood, accepted the money and left the dragon bar.

The big man who played with Lewis came to Svein and said, "Mr. Svein, we dragged Lewis as you said, and now that you are back, you will reimburse us for the money you lost!" ”

Svein was in a good mood, he had just done a divination with the old Neil of the Nightwatcher unit, and Lewis had written down a real potion recipe that would surely free Ademisol from his half-mad state if he gave it to him.

Before leaving the bar, he told the gatekeeper of the underground market to keep an eye on Lewis, so that if Lewis's recipe was fake, he could find him as soon as possible.

"How much money did you lose?" Svein asked, pouring himself a glass of wine.

"Probably...... A total of 31 pounds. The big man counted the first pound of bets, emphasized.

"31 pounds?" Svein crushed the glass in his hand and roared, "It's only been an hour since I left, and your IQ is not as good as that of a curly-haired baboon?" ”

……

In the morning, Lewis rushed to Mr. Azik's Hoy University at the appointed time, and today was the time to help Mr. Aziz regain his memory.

As agreed, he and Mr. Azik will explore the small town of Darham.

Well, and Klein, who is doing "archaeological research", will also be brought.

Having paid two pence and got into the public carriage, Lewis rushed to Hoy University.

Walking into the empty space of Hoy, Lewis made the road to the history office and met with the Aziz faculty who was arguing with Senior Associate Professor Cohen.

"Azk Faculty Member, Senior Associate Professor Cohen." Lewis took off his top hat and saluted.

"You're such a polite young man." Senior Associate Professor Cohen nodded at Lewis, who picked up his coffee on the table and took a sip.