The "sailor's" commission caught the attention of the party members, and the mere submission of a message about the "lucky man" was rewarded with 10 pounds, which was all too rare and expensive.

Without much explanation, the "sailor" glanced at his pocket watch again and asked:

"Is there anyone else who needs to trade? If not, this is the end of today's gathering, and the Black Pearl will return to port at 4 a.m., and you can leave on your own. ”

Suddenly, a man hiding in the shadows spoke, this man had brown eyes and his face was completely obscured by the cloak on his body.

"I'm going to investigate one thing, investigate Wells. What happened to Mondstadt in this port was two years ago. As he spoke, the man threw out a photograph and exposed himself to the light of the lantern.

In the photo is a man with black hair and brown eyes, he has two mustaches, but the whole person looks very handsome.

"Sir, you should go to those private investigators to investigate people or things, and I am sure they will be happy." The gentleman, who was suspected to be a pianist, glanced at the photo and interjected.

"No, an ordinary detective can't do it, he may have met with something extraordinary." The man in the cloak explained.

Lewis could tell at a glance that the person in the photo was an Intis man, and in terms of dress, the Intis man was clearly different from Rune.

They are romantic, so they like to wear some bells and whistles to attract women.

With the end of the commission to find someone, the party scene was quiet again for about a minute.

Under the lantern, the "sailor" glanced at the people present and said, "This is the end of the party, and you can move freely on the 'Black Pearl' for the rest of the time, but please don't make any suspicious moves." ”

The words of the "sailor" were more like a warning, and Lewis did not pay much attention to it, and he took advantage of this time to get to the deck.

At night, the sea is crimson, and the moonlight is rather eerie.

There are some traces of blood on the deck, which tell of the tragedy that happened before the "Alfalfa", and even make people suspect that there may be a haunt of the ghost on board.

By this time, the "Alfalfa" had begun to return to its home, and Lewis could vaguely see the pier in the distance, but the ship was not moving in a straight line, but deliberately avoided the high-traffic port.

A man in formal clothes stepped onto the deck, leaning against the railing, a young but vicissitudes of life revealing in the crimson moonlight.

"Ever since I learned the truth about the 'Alfalfa' incident, I've been looking for 'Instigator' Tris."

Lewis didn't speak, and with this man's current ability, even if he found Tris, it would only be to find death.

Seeing that Lewis ignored him, the man left the deck and let out a heavy sigh.

The crimson moon rose into the air along its track, and Lewis only felt that the moon was exceptionally round and bright tonight.

"Tomorrow is the full moon again, and it's only been less than two weeks since the last full moon."

Lewis couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart, but fortunately, he could now go to the Source Fort and temporarily escape the ancestor's "life curse".

For the descendants of the House of Abraham, the most terrifying time period for the full moon should be in the middle sequence.

When the low sequence, the curse engraved in the blood is not so powerful, and when the high sequence, the life level itself has been sublimated, and it should barely be able to resist the whispers of "Mr. Men".

As the clock ticked to four o'clock in the morning, the "Alfalfa" docked at an almost deserted dock, and Lewis disembarked and pressed the cap on his head to hide himself in the shadows.

Today's gathering is indeed not very fruitful, but it cannot be said that there is no gain,

Turning on the gas lamp in the hotel room, Lewis took off his thin gloves, and the indelible black marks on his right hand remained.

The "Sun Phalanges" were taken out of the lead box, and Lewis silently recited the Hermes word corresponding to "purification", and a few drops of golden liquid fell on his hand, making a "snort" sound.

The black veins seemed to have been drained of some strength, and retreated a very short distance towards the back of the hand.

"The pollution from the ground should be the Chaos Sea, and these pollution can only be sealed, and even the gods cannot completely destroy it.

Even if I was exposed to a very small amount of pollution, it took a lot of time to fight. ”

Lewis was a little glad that the dead knight was nearly a hundred years old, so he was not polluted by the residual "Chaos Sea" characteristics, but only left a "tattoo" on his hand.

However, the transcendent trait that belongs to the "Wind Favorite" cannot be used, and can only be used as a "source of pollution".

After a short rest, Lewis left the hotel before ten o'clock in the morning, continuing to look for a chance to digest the potion.

"I'm going to the 'Colony Bar' today, both to digest the potion and so that the servant can find me."

Lewis smiled faintly, he wanted to play a lucky enough gentleman, and he also wanted people to publicize his luck.

At this time, the bar has just started to open, and the game of "Dog and Mouse" will not open until the afternoon.

"A glass of Southwell beer." Sitting at the counter, Lewist looked at the bartender's face.

The bartender he saw today was the same one he had seen when he first came here, except that the bartender's face had a thin scab of blood that looked like a bruising.

"Yesterday's friend didn't brag, he really beat up the gangsters." Lewis smiled as he took the beer from the bartender and walked towards billiard room two.

Today, the Intis girl is here and playing.

"Ms. Stephanie, isn't it boring to play alone?" Lewis glanced towards the billiard room, ignoring the two thugs and chuckling.

"Welcome, Mr. Lewis, if you're here to play billiards." Stephanie didn't wear black leather today, but she had a great figure, and even in a low-cut dress, she was still pleasing to the eye.

"I do enjoy playing billiards." Walking into the billiard room, Lewis put aside the remaining half of a beer, picked up the cue, and hit it.

Suddenly, the white ball hit a half-colored ball on the table, and the half-colored ball hit the table repeatedly, and finally entered the hole accurately.

"Mr. Lewis, your skills are still so amazing, the best professional snooker player I've ever seen, not as good as you." Stephanie looked at Lewis with undisguised appreciation in her eyes.

"Maybe it's just my luck." Lewis said modestly.

As a "lucky man" of the fate path, his athletic ability has long been a few streets better than that of professional athletes, of course, athletic ability is only a small part of the "lucky" ability, in addition, he is also good at all kinds of complex calculations, with far more luck and senses than ordinary people.

Although the transcendent of the Destiny Path is not weird enough, it can make an ordinary person become a genius in many aspects and reach the peak of life.

Of course, the premise is not to stop at the "Plague Priesthood" stage.

(End of chapter)