Following the crowd, Lewis found a homeless man on the side of the street, he lowered his top hat, covered his face, and said:

"I have something for you to do, go to Storm Church and inform the clergy there that there is human trafficking at the auction on Denia Street."

"Good...... Good. The homeless man looked at the two Soles bills that Lewis handed over, and looked longing.

"As soon as possible, I'm sure you're an honest gentleman." Lewis smiled faintly and slowly returned to the small hotel by the harbor.

The gangster's auction is indeed an opportunity to get your hands on extraordinary materials, but unfortunately, after reporting it today, I don't know if the next party will be held.

"Maybe I need to find a way to enter the auction, where there should be news of the 'Calamity Sea Serpent', or the corresponding transcendent materials."

In the afternoon, Lewis went to the colony bar again, and while he digested the potion, he waited for the servant of "Mr. Red Dragon".

The progress of the potion digestion is very smooth, and at the current rate, it may not take half a month, but only need to use it for another 10 days, and the "lucky one" potion can be completely digested.

It's just that his fame doesn't seem to spread far enough, and no one comes to him today.

Perhaps, it will be until the next transcendent gathering that the servant will know his luck.

……

In the morning, after breakfast, Lewis went to the colony bar again.

There is a tarot meeting to be held this afternoon, and he must return by three o'clock to attend today's tarot meeting on time.

The sea breeze blows away the thin mist, and the roar of the ships and the shouts of the workers mingle with it, a view unique to the pier.

Entering the base bar, the early morning tables and chairs were empty, and the air was mixed with a faint smell of alcohol.

The bartender glanced up at Lewis, then lowered his head and continued to wipe the glass in his hand.

Lewist glanced at billiard room No. 2, and he heard Miss Stephanie speak, a tone mixed with an Intis accent that he liked.

"A glass of Southwell beer." He asked the bartender for a beer, and saw the bartender's ugly face.

Sipping his morning beer, Lewis pushed open the door to the No. 2 billiard room, where Miss Stephanie was playing billiards alone, and the two thugs were watching as usual.

"Do you want a game of billiards? Beautiful Miss Stephanie. Lewis bowed slightly.

"I can't wait to play you in, Mr. Lewis." Stephanie smiled, the corners of her mouth stained with bruised blood, and a bruise was very noticeable.

This is, was beaten? It can't be because you're playing with me, right? …… Lewis tugged at it, Ms. Stephanie is a gangster woman, and playing with him will inevitably be noticed by some people.

However, he immediately rejected the idea, and if the gangster really minded Stephanie playing pool with a man, the other party should find someone to warn him, not a woman.

After all, in the more conservative Ruen, it is not a very honorable thing to beat a lady.

Putting aside the unfinished half of a Southwell beer, Lewis picked up the club and felt the touch.

Under his blow, the billiard balls were sorted and fell into the hole one by one.

"Mr. Lewis, I've heard that you've been playing a lot of 'dog and mouse' games lately, and have never missed a game for days on end." Half-lying on the table, her black leather coat flattering her figure, Stephanie hit the ball into the hole in a special position.

"Maybe it's just my luck, it's not a big deal." Lewis modestly emphasized the word "luck."

"Really?" Stephanie switched positions and sent another billiard ball into the hole.

She glanced back at the two thugs standing and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Lewis, are you also an existence beyond ordinary people?" ”

Lewis's heart trembled, he controlled his facial expression, and said with a light smile: "Why do you ask that?" ”

He knew that Stephanie might have come into contact with the Transcendental, but this was also normal, and many ordinary people were forced to come into contact with the Transcendent Power every year.

Although the vast majority of ordinary people are ignorant of supernatural powers, there are always quite a few "lucky ones" every year who are forced to get involved in supernatural powers and survive.

Some of these lucky people will choose to continue to explore the transcendent world and eventually become transcendent.

The rest will continue to live as ordinary people.

"Your billiards skills are not like normal people, and so is your luck." Stephanie lowered her voice, as if afraid the two thugs standing by the wall would hear.

Lewis did not answer directly, for the transcendental, they would not easily communicate with ordinary people about the transcendent world.

"Looks like you've gone through an untold story." Lewis lowered his club and responded in an equally low voice.

"Yes." Stephanie nodded slightly, "Since coming to Port Enmat, I've experienced several incredible things, and even paid the price. ”

How many times? …… Lewis noticed Stephanie's wording, and it seemed that Miss Stephanie was not here by chance.

With three consecutive blinks of his right eyelid, Lewis turned on his vision, and in this state, he could see Miss Stephanie's aura color.

Under the vision, Miss Stephanie's hands and feet are bright red, and her head and brain are bright purple, indicating that she is in good health.

Looking through the etheric body, he saw that the other party's astral spirit body was dark, which represented negative emotions such as melancholy and sadness.

"Miss Stephanie, it seems, hasn't been in Port Emmatt for long." Lewis turned off his vision and smiled indifferently.

"Yes, I only came to the port of Nmatt two years ago, and I was not happy and lost my freedom." Stephanie took Lewis's remaining half of the Southwell beer and drank it up.

Her expression was serious, with a hint of sadness mixed with seriousness.

Lewis noticed the word "two years ago", and the last time at the Black Pearl party, an Intis man commissioned a two-year-old investigation. Mondstadt!

After wiping the cue with chocolate powder, Lewis continued to hit the billiards, his heart was a little uneasy, Miss Stephanie seemed to have something to do with an extraordinary incident two years ago.

It's all Intis, maybe Wells. Mondstadt and Stephanie met and experienced the same transcendent event.

Miss Stephanie was lucky to have survived that extraordinary event, while Wells. Mondstadt was unlucky, and his life was lost in the port of Enmat.

Miss Stephanie did not elaborate on what had happened to her, and she drank the half of her beer, her brow covered with a bleak mist.

(End of chapter)