Sighing silently, Lewis had to admit the helplessness of the wild transcendent.

As a wild transcendent, it is difficult for him to obtain a large number of transcendent materials, and it is difficult for him to obtain powerful seals, and he will even suffer from official hatred.

The meeting continued, and after nearly a minute of silence, a man with his face covered by a cloak spoke, and said in a mellow voice:

"Investigate Wells. Mondstadt, what happened two years ago in the port of Enmat.

As long as it's a valuable lead, I'll pay it. ”

As he spoke, the man threw out the photo, which was still the gentleman with a moustache in the photo.

The last time the investigation was not accepted, the man was recommissioned at this party.

In other words, no matter whether anyone picks it up or not, until the truth comes out, this man will always entrust it.

Miss Stephanie's exclamation appeared before Lewis's eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"I'm a little interested in this matter, how can I contact you if I find a clue?"

The Intis man handed Lewis a small note and said, "Follow the location above, you can contact me." ”

Lewis accepted the note, which was considered to be an acceptance of the commission.

Seeing that no one spoke again, he paused for a moment and asked in a deep voice:

"I want to participate in the auction of the 'Deep Sea Auction House', and if any of you have the relevant channels, I am willing to pay for it.

I'm talking, of course, about auctions that involve supernatural powers. ”

As the words fell, Lewis looked around.

After waiting for a minute or so, there was still no one on the scene to respond to his request, and it was clear that the auction would be stricter than he had imagined.

Without further questioning, Lewis fell silent.

In the gloomy atmosphere, the "sailor" clapped his palms and announced: "This is the end of this party, please do not go on the deck, lest you alarm the ladies and ladies of the ball, the 'Airship' will dock at three o'clock in the morning." ”

Lewis sat in the cubicle until three o'clock in the morning, when the Skycraft docked on the shore, and he passed through Class A and left the ship.

On the deck, the gentlemen and ladies who danced before were gone, and the musicians had long since left, as if nothing had happened.

Ignoring the strange phenomenon, he went straight back to the inn, and took out the parchment from his coat pocket, which seemed to have supernatural powers.

If you do pick up an extraordinary item, this party will be too profitable.

However, when he began to look for the difference of parchment, he found that the object seemed to have lost its supernatural power and became an ordinary piece of paper.

"It's a special 'spell' with 'hidden' powers on it, but those powers are gone."

Lewis let out a long sigh, regretting that he hadn't picked up the bargain.

……

On Thursday afternoon, Lewis took part in a game of "dog and mouse" at the Stronghold Bar, earned a little money for drinks, digested some potions, and left.

Night was about to fall, the warm sun was far away from the land, the cold was coming, and the sky suddenly began to rain, icy and biting rain.

Lewis quickened his pace, and he entered an alley, which was a shortcut back to the inn.

Suddenly, Lewis slowed down again, and he felt a sight behind him, which did not contain malice, but more like observation and scrutiny.

Silently flicking a coin, Lewis saw the king's head facing upwards, indicating that the other party had no intention of making a move.

"The servants of 'Mr. Red Dragon' are going to find me, and I have to behave normally, preferably more inscrutablely."

With this in mind, Lewis silently recited the prayer statement:

"Exclusive to Lewis. Harvey's Magical Items;

The key of light hidden in spirituality;

The great power to rewrite the torrent of destiny ......"

As he finished his prayer, the whole alley seemed to be affected, and the homing seabirds flying through the sky seemed to be intercepted and wandered, and the rain seemed to stagnate for a moment, and then fell again after a second.

This large-scale use of supernatural abilities caused Lewis to feel a rapid loss of spirituality, and he immediately took out his pistol, walked to the end of the alley, and found the gentleman in the suit.

The moment he saw the other party's face, Lewis frowned.

Because this man's appearance is a little too familiar, he is one of the two bartenders in the stronghold bar.

It's just that Lewis can confirm that the person in front of him is definitely not the bartender himself, because the bartender is just an ordinary person, and the person in front of him is a real transcendent person.

As long as you turn on the spiritual vision, you can see how dazzling the other party's spiritual brilliance is.

Without thinking too much, Lewis hurriedly disarmed the magical object and held the pistol against the opponent's head.

"Can you change your appearance?" The ability to unwind the "loop", Lewis asked coldly.

The bartender-looking man was stunned for a moment, he didn't even know what was going on, and he was put a gun to his head.

This is enough to show that the other party is extraordinary, and the person in front of him is likely to be the relative of "Mr. Red Dragon".

The bartender raised his hand and said with a smile:

"Don't be impulsive, my friend, I just want to meet the 'lucky gentleman.'"

"Why are you looking for me? If you don't give a reasonable answer, I'll consider popping your head out! Lewis threatened, even if he knew that the other party was his servant, sometimes he had to pretend that he didn't know anything.

This is the self-cultivation of being an actor, and through this way of processing, you can completely put aside yourself and the identity of "Mr. Red Dragon".

"Okay, I'll tell you everything." The bartender-looking man smiled, the rain slid down his cheeks, and said, "I want to ask you something." ”

He couldn't be sure that Lewis was a relative of "Mr. Red Dragon", so he didn't directly expose the name of "Mr. Red Dragon".

"What's the matter?" Lewis still had a cold face, and the revolver against the opponent's head seemed to be a little harder, as if it would go off at any moment.

"About the method of promotion, the method of promoting the demigod!" Sensing Lewis's nervousness, the bartender-looking man didn't hide it anymore and hurriedly said.

Lewis's pupils shrank suddenly, his fingers trembled a few times, and then he put the revolver in the pouch and said in surprise:

"I see, Mr. Red Dragon asked you to come.

I do know how to advance to a demigod, but I never do a loss-making business, you know? ”

At the hearing of the words "Mr. Red Dragon", the bartender's body suddenly shuddered, and his face showed a fanatical and obsessive expression, and like a fanatic, he knelt down in front of Lewis, completely ignoring the muddy water on his clothes.

"Allow me to praise you, great 'Mr. Red Dragon'!"

In the rain, the bartender's voice trembled slightly.

(End of chapter)