The "Alfalfa" is still in the harbor, and since the "Battle Royale" incident caused by Tris, the ship that has been abandoned has been abandoned, and now it looks even more eerie, as if there is a haze on the hull that cannot be dispersed.

Lewis appeared at the "Stronghold Bar" in the afternoon.

The afternoon bar was noticeably more lively than yesterday morning, with several dogs of various breeds tied to the bar's posts by trainers, wearing numbered clothes from sizes 1 to 6.

In front of the living room, an enclosed field made of wooden planks was also prepared, and a few rats were placed in cages on the field.

Some dock workers sat around the bar, drinking and chatting about the hot spots of the day.

"Six's black back is good, he caught three rats in yesterday's game, and it's worth the big bet."

Lewis listened to the movement in the billiard room, and the beautiful Miss Intis did not come, and the people who played in the billiard room today were some rude strong men.

After a few minutes, the "Dog with Mouse" gambling game officially began, and as the rats were released from the cages, the six big dogs who were eager to try were also released into the field, constantly chasing the mice.

In the end, the second dog successfully won the mouse and became the winner of the game, and the dog showed a triumphant expression on his face.

"A glass of Southwell beer."

Lewis looked at the busy dogs, and he unconsciously added a phrase in his heart to "meddle in business".

"My friend, you're here again, are you trying to get that pet?" A man with a mole on his face and dressed in a worker's sackcloth pushed open the bar door and walked in, he looked at Lewis and asked.

"Pay attention to the influence, you always talk like this, aren't you afraid of being beaten?" Lewis looked around, and he suddenly noticed that today's bartender was a bit raw, not yesterday's one.

He graciously asked for a glass of Southwell beer, which was considered a treat.

"I'm not afraid that they will beat me, but I just have to weigh whether I have the ability." The man with the mole on his face took the beer from the bartender and smiled at the bartender.

The bartender's pupils twitched slightly, revealing a look of fear and numbness.

Lewis smiled faintly, the arrogance of strangers has nothing to do with him, anyway, it is not himself who causes trouble.

He took out a yellow coin and bounced it up, which meant that he could bet two games properly.

"I buy the No. 5 Hound."

At the end of one game and before the other began, Lewis threw a sole coin at the dog trainer, and the coin landed exactly on the "roulette" wheel on which he was betting.

The odds used in Dog Mouse are based on the number of bets, with the dealer taking a 5% commission from the total bets and the rest of the money being distributed proportionally to the winner.

"Friend, maybe you don't know the situation in this bar, the No. 5 Hound is the oldest of the bunch, and it hasn't taken a rat for a week, and it's about to be delivered to the restaurant." A man dressed in a loader's outfit turned his head and kindly reminded.

"Maybe we should give it a chance." Lewis didn't change his decision because of a few words from someone else.

After a few minutes, the game of "Dog with Mouse" began again, and Hound 5 pounced as usual, not as strong and agile as the other dogs, but the mouse ran to his mouth, and the game ended.

With 1 Souler, Lewis won a total of £1 and he continued to bet.

After winning three games in a row, Lewis took home a total of 4 pounds, which was not much, but he could feel that the potions were beginning to digest in a slow way, and his actions were approved by the potion.

"You're such a lucky guy." The unloader just now looked at Lewis and couldn't help but say.

At the same time, a number of drinkers in the bar looked over to Lewis, waiting for Lewis's next bet.

Lewis didn't speak again, he played a few more rounds and didn't continue, excessive overdraft of luck is not a good thing, and he will accept it when he sees it so as not to be eaten by "fate".

The man with the mole on his face was surprised to see that Lewis had won five games in a row, he turned around and whispered to Lewis: "After the early morning, the 'Black Pearl' cruise ship, you will know the entry conditions by then." ”

Lewis quietly put down his beer glass, he paid, and left the colony bar.

Someone noticed him, or rather, the "Golden Phalanges", and yesterday when he showed the "Golden Phalanges", he attracted the transcendent.

Guessing that tonight's gathering was mostly related to the transcendent, he made up his mind that he decided to go and see it tonight.

……

I bought a trench coat and a cap at the clothing store, and when it was past 11 p.m., Lewis left the hotel and headed straight for the pier.

In this era, lighting is a relatively luxurious thing, and the dock area is very large, so naturally there are places where lights can't shine.

Lewis was looking for the Black Pearl, and there were many ships docked at the docks, and his night vision was not outstanding, so it took him a lot of effort to determine the name of the ship.

Before he knew it, he had found it after 11:50, but Lewis still couldn't find the "Black Pearl", and he became anxious.

"Perhaps finding the Black Pearl is a condition for attending this party.

I shouldn't look for it with my eyes, hearing and my senses are what I'm good at. ”

Thinking of this, Lewis began to pay attention to the sounds around him, the dock was very quiet in the early morning, and he quickly found the sound of footsteps.

Following the sound of the voice, Lewis found the murder ship, the Alfalfa.

Looking at the terrifying ship, Lewis frowned, and he climbed up.

I saw the words "Black Pearl" printed on the deck in paint, and it was obvious that this trace was made improvised today, and maybe it would be erased tomorrow.

"This organization is very vigilant, and maybe this gathering is worth looking forward to."

Soon, Lewis followed the faint voice to the deck, where a small cubicle was dimly lit, and outside the cubicle stood a man in a worker's uniform.

"Why are you here?" The man wears a funny ring on his index finger set with a black gemstone the size of half a thumb.

"I'm here for the party." Lewis said truthfully.

Suddenly, the comical black gem emitted a faint green glow, and the man nodded, no longer hindering Lewis from entering the compartment.

Lewis had come to understand that what a man was wearing was supposed to be a magical object that could roughly tell whether a person was lying or not.

At this time, there were already a dozen people in the cubicle, and on the left side of the cubicle was a horse lamp, which did not emit enough light to illuminate the room, which caused many places to remain dark and difficult to see the faces of the party members.

However, Lewis had already judged the general situation of the party from the appearance of the men's clothing.

There are workers on cargo ships, well-dressed banking elites, and even suspected pianists.

Obviously, this gathering includes people from all walks of life in Nmatt Port, and perhaps, the people in this group may not all be transcendental, but they must have some understanding of the transcendent world.

(End of chapter)