In the evening, near the wee hours of the morning, Lewis quietly left the hotel and headed for the local docklands.

The docks were remarkably quiet, the original deep blue sea had become dark and deep, the crimson moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the irritating noise of the steamers had long since disappeared.

Lewis relied on his hearing to find the "Airship", and in this quiet environment, he almost suffocated the noise and revelry of noise.

A private yacht about two stories tall is docked on the coastline in the distance, and the boat is brightly lit, as if something is going on.

Lewis followed the sound to the yacht, which itself seemed unguarded, and he could come and go as he pleased.

Through the window on the deck, you can see a masked ball party taking place.

Elegant gentlemen and ladies danced court dances to the music of the violins, and the dance steps were skillful and elegant, and seemed to have a good foundation.

Lewis had no doubt that the balls on the yacht were attended by the children of wealthy merchants or aristocrats, and that they were the only ones who could afford to hold such a lavish and meaningless dinner.

No, maybe it can't be said to be meaningless, but finding happiness is also a kind of meaning.

After searching around the deck, Lewis's inspiration was suddenly struck, and he looked up to see the words "Airship" written in twist on a piece of tawny parchment.

There seemed to be a trace of supernatural power on that parchment, which could be easily ignored, and even if it was pasted there, ordinary people would not notice it.

That's why Lewis went around the hull of the boat to find it, and he needed a reminder of inspiration.

"It seems to be a magical item, and the magical item is placed here without fear of being stolen? Or is there another means? ”

Lewis did not dare to touch the parchment, and he deliberately walked around the deck for a few weeks, admiring the ladies on the yacht.

The atmosphere of the Kingdom of Rune tends to be conservative, and the ball is naturally not very interesting.

Towards the wee hours of the morning, he came again under the parchment with the words written on it, and under the sea breeze, the parchment crumbled and finally fell from the wall.

Lewis looked left and right to make sure no one noticed him, grabbed the flying tawny parchment and stuffed it into his pocket.

"I just picked up something, and even if I found out, they wouldn't be able to say anything about me.

Storm...... Praise be to the Goddess! ”

Lewis silently added in his heart that the transcendents of the path of fate are like this, they can always pick up something of value reasonably, and this is all the arrangement of fate.

Following the voice, Lewis was again in the cabin below deck, where the "sailor" was still wearing the funny ring, blocked out of the room.

"Why are you here?" Seeing Lewis, the "sailor" again asked in a similar phrase.

"Attend a party."

As Lewis spoke, the jewels on the ring emitted a mesmerizing green glow, and Lewis was able to enter the room behind the "sailor".

At this time, more than a dozen people had already arrived in the room, and one of the men caught his attention.

The man wore a half-gold mask, and if you look closely, you can see that the mask on his face is woven with gold threads, which is a proper luxury.

Wearing such a mask, it is not like you are coming to an extraordinary party, but more like you are coming to a ball, to a ball on a yacht.

As soon as the morning came, the "sailor" sat under the lantern with his back to the light and announced:

"Today's party can begin."

At the same time, the hull of the yacht shook, as if heading towards the vast sea.

Lewis cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "The clue to the search for the mermaid, of course, is alive." ”

The "sailor" looked at Lewis, who seemed to recognize Lewis's identity and said, "Three hundred pounds!" ”

"Deal!"

Lewis painedly took out 30 10-pound notes from his wallet and handed them to the other party in person.

As the Transcendental Sequence progressed, it became more and more difficult to find the material, and the price would increase exponentially, and he had already spent more than £500 just to find clues to the Transcendent Material.

The "sailor" took the money and handed Lewis a note.

When you open the note, you can see a message related to the mermaid:

"There are two clues I can give you, there are transcendents of the Church of the Night in Port Enmat, who seem to have kept mermaids in captivity at Night Vanilla Beach, but they can't be found without special methods, let alone the idea of hunting mermaids.

On the other hand, the route from the Gass Islands to the depths of the Sunia Sea, a mermaid was seen a month ago, and if you're lucky, you could catch a mermaid here. ”

Lewis silently jotted down this information, and he personally preferred to go to the Church of the Goddess of the Night and gather the Goddess's wool rather than go to the Sunia Sea to try his luck.

After all, as the most devout believer of the goddess of the night, he never dared to complain about the tasks assigned by the goddess, and he should collect some benefits appropriately.

What's more, his efforts to be promoted are also to better serve the goddess, and only when his sequence is high enough can he have enough use value.

"When the other materials are collected, I will pray to the goddess to explain my difficulties, and the goddess should understand." Lewis nodded, he just went to get 5 ml of fresh saliva, and it didn't do any harm to the mermaid.

This kind of request that is beneficial to both the goddess and him, the goddess should not refuse.

As Lewis's words fell, the man in the golden blindfold, seated beside the sailor, spoke:

"Buying a 'pharmacist' formula.

In addition, I would like to provide Mr. 'Sailor' with a piece of information about the appearance of a lucky man in the colony's bar, who is called 'Lucky Gentleman'. ”

The "sailor" put the funny ring on his hand, and in an instant, the gems on the ring gave off the color of life, which meant that the man in front of him was not lying.

The "sailor" immediately pulled out a 10-pound note and handed it to the other party, which was considered to be a deal.

The corners of Lewis's mouth curled slightly, his efforts finally paid off, and the stronghold bar finally had his story.

Wait a few days at most, and he will be able to contact the servants of "Mr. Red Dragon".

Then, one after another, the lucky men of the port of Enmat were proposed, and the "sailors" paid the cash in turn after confirming that they were not lying.

The meeting proceeded in an orderly manner, and the gentleman who had been looking for Triss did not entrust any more information about the alfalfa number, but only commissioned a potion formula.

Lewis watched quietly, and in this deal, some deals were made and some were aborted.

According to Lewis's observations, the probability of a miscarriage is extremely high, and there are very few odd deals in the nearly hour-long party.

After all, the level of people participating in the party is limited, and many supernatural items or potion recipes are not available to them.

Lewis now somewhat understood why the Wild Transcendents generally stayed in the low ranks, and it was because they had difficulty accessing Transcendent Resources.

Compared to the official transcendentals, the path of the wild transcendents is destined to be bumpy and tortuous.

(End of chapter)