Just a few minutes after one a.m., Lewis felt the hull of the ship, which was heading away from the docks.

The "unloader" outside the cubicle walked in, put the funny ring in his pocket, sat down near the lantern, and announced, "Today's party begins." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in a formal suit said:

"Look for the 'instigator' Tris, whether it's clues or news.

If anyone could bring his body to me, I could pay up to two thousand pounds, plus whatever I could. ”

As his words spoke, the scene fell silent for a few seconds.

Then, the "unloader" next to the horse lamp said coldly:

"Try to accept reality and not be blinded by hatred!

Your dead wife certainly doesn't want you to be burdened by hatred either, she will want you to live better.

What's more, the official church has not been able to catch Tris, which shows that Triss is certainly not less dangerous."

The man in the formal suit did not reply, he glanced at the people present, and said again:

"Just a little clue, no need to confirm the authenticity, I'm willing to pay 100 pounds for it!"

Lewis frowned, Tris was still in Beckland at this time, she was about to slowly become the container of the "original witch" coming to the real world, and she was being protected by the witch sect at the moment.

In Sequence 8, he fought Tris, and if he hadn't been stopped by Serra, he might have sent Tris to meet the "Grim Reaper".

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

"No need to look for it." After a short period of thought, Lewis decided not to make this undesirable money, and he kindly advised: "You can't take revenge on Tris, not even the official." ”

The man in the formal suit looked at Lewis, his eyes twinkling:

"You know where he is, don't you?

Tell me, just a little clue, I'm willing to pay a hundred pounds! ”

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

At this moment, the "unloader" sitting by the lantern suddenly moved, his movements were so fast that in just a moment, the poor man was pressed to the floor beside him.

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

Didn't you hear, even if it's official, it can't arrest Tris, and you should know the strength of the official. ”

"I'm sorry." The poor man squeezed a word out of his mouth, and he got up from the ground, sat back in his place, and fell silent.

"It's just that the authorities can't make a move against Tris right now, and I can assure you that several powerful transcendents have set their sights on him.

You may not have an intuitive feeling when I say this, these powerful transcendents can easily erase an official team by taking out one of them. ”

After a pause, Lewis added, out of sympathy, that he told a little more story.

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

"I see." The man in the formal suit took out 10 bills and gave them to Lewis, saying, "You deserve it, I know that the following words are just to comfort me, I have been fortunate to see the strength of the official transcendent." ”

Lewis took the money, he didn't refute it again, in the perception of most wild transcendents, the official transcendents were like a nightmare, and whoever could wipe out the entire squad by one person must be bragging.

As the meeting continued, the man, who appeared to be a pianist, spoke:

"Potion recipes can be purchased by spectators, readers, and apprentices."

"I've got the Reader's potion recipe here." Before Lewis could speak, a man whose face could not be seen clearly replied.

"Deal! Mr. 'Sailor' is also invited to be a witness......" said the pianist, looking at the "unloader" in front of the lantern.

The "unloader" nodded, took the potion recipe and used the funny ring to determine if the seller was lying, and took out a citrine pendant, which appeared to be divination.

Lewis watched the transaction unfold quietly, and as he had guessed, there were both truly transcendent beings and ordinary people who had just come into contact with otherworldly beings.

It's just that the party level doesn't seem to be as high as he thinks, and the vast majority of transcendental transactions are at the level of sequence nine and sequence eight.

Seeing that the transaction had progressed to a certain extent, Lewis interjected in the middle and said:

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

As Lewis spoke, several eyes focused on him, as if the request was too horrified.

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 slightly disappointed, Lewis emphasized: "Does anyone know? If no one knows, the transaction request is voided. ”

After checking again, no one spoke, and Lewis understood that his request had most likely failed.

"Perhaps, I can give you news about mermaids at the next party." The "sailor", who was sitting by the lantern, looked over to Lewis and said.

"Looking forward to hearing from you." Lewis nodded, there seems to be an organization behind this "sailor", and the organization can get the news that the "sailor" can't get.

With Lewis's plea failing, the gathering was still going on in order.

The next trading seems to be quite boring, the level of the party members is not high enough, and the trading items are all biased towards low-order items such as sequence eight and sequence nine.

Even if one or two magical items appeared by chance, it would be difficult for Lewis to get into his eyes.

After all, these magical items are either not very capable or have a lot of side effects.

Lewis didn't see the items he was interested in, and he didn't make any deals, just watched as a spectator.

At about two o'clock in the morning, the "sailor" took one look at his pocket watch and said:

"I also have a commission today:

Looking for a lucky gentleman.

There is no clear goal for this requirement, as long as a lucky gentleman is confirmed, and then I verify that he is not lying, he can get a reward of 10 pounds! ”

"Looking for Mr. Lucky? That 'Mr. Red Dragon''s servant is this 'sailor'?

No, the servant of 'Mr. Red Dragon' only arrived in Port Enmat yesterday morning, and this 'sailor' should have been presiding over the meeting here a long time ago. ”

Lewis suddenly remembered the letter he had written, and he disguised himself as a relative of "Mr. Red Dragon", characterized by luck and knowing a lot of secrets.

Although he also wanted the £10 bonus, he suddenly felt that as a hidden being, he should keep it up.

(End of chapter)