Lewis looked at Elena, he did have a request to summon the other party this time, but the depraved desire could not be paid for in vain.

"I don't have any letters that I need your help with this time, but I have a depraved desire for you, which you owe me, and you must give me a corresponding reward in the future." Lewis gestured to the man lying on the bed.

Elana walked up to the man, her tail brushed lightly over the other, and the man immediately calmed down, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

"Miss Elena, you can leave."

Seeing that the matter was settled, Lewis sent Elana away, and he looked at the man lying on the bed.

At this time, the painful expression on the man's face had disappeared, and he struggled to get up from the bed, and said sincerely:

"Thank you, I don't know what you call it?"

Lewis turned on his vision again, and the brown lines on the man's body were gone, except for the humanoid shadow on his chest.

Miss Elana has only taken away the depraved desires for the time being, but the actual problem remains unresolved.

If you want to solve the problem completely, I am afraid that you will inevitably deal with some dangerous existence.

Lewis took off his half-height silk top hat, bowed slightly, and said:

"Lewis. Harvey, I am a merchant from Rune who decided to live in Trier because of my love for Intis culture. ”

The man left the bed and put a simple dressing gown over his body:

"I'm York, a well-known wine taster.

Mr. Lewis, please be sure to try my treasured wines. ”

Lewis wanted to refuse, but York had already acted, and he pulled the cork with his corkscrew, and the ruby-like liquid was poured into the glass.

Flicking a coin and doing a simple divination, Lewis sat down and tasted York's recommended wine.

On the palate, it is very soft on the palate, with a hint of fruit, and the aftertaste turns into a petal-like note.

Even if Lewis didn't understand wine at all, he understood that it was a very good drink.

"This is the highest wine produced by Slope Estates ten years ago, but in recent years it has not been anymore, and it is considered to be one bottle less." York explained.

"It's a rare wine." Lewis chimed in, even though he didn't understand wine at all.

Seeing Lewis's expression of enjoyment, York took the opportunity to make a condition:

"Mr. Lewis, can you introduce me to the young lady who handled the problem for me just now?"

"He can see Elena, he's also a transcendent?"

Lewis glanced at York in surprise, perhaps because of the curse on the other party, which prevented him from discovering that York was a transcendent in the first place.

Or, maybe York wasn't transcendent at all, but just a curse on York's body that allowed him to see things he shouldn't.

"You're a transcendent?" Lewis asked directly.

"Yes." With a surprised look on his face, York smiled and explained, "I once took a potion called 'Monster'. ”

A Sequence Nine, a weak transcendent who can be provoked, provokes an existence that should not be provoked.

Lewis commented on York, who kindly told York how to summon Elena, who would receive the depraved desire as long as he sent a letter, and York would temporarily relieve the painful feelings.

However, he could already foresee that in the next few days, he would receive many letters of unknown meaning from York.

Hiding in the shadows and returning to his residence, Lewis noticed the room where the lady's gasp had come from before, and sighed.

The gentlemen's abilities were somewhat lacking, and less than fifteen minutes had passed.

"I suddenly have a direction to invest, if I can find a large number of 'pharmacists' of the School of Life, let them make potions to improve their abilities, and then sell them in Intis, I will definitely make a lot of money.

Perhaps, when the time comes, there will be no need to worry about the resources required for the promotion of Sequence 5 and Sequence 4. ”

This idea only appeared for a moment, and he immediately dispelled it, the number of transcendents was very rare in itself, and it was even more unrealistic to find a large number of pharmacists to make that kind of potion for him.

Lewis sighed, and subconsciously curled the corners of his mouth as he passed the corner of the stairs on the third floor.

It seems that there is still a strong, long-lasting gentleman, although he still cannot be compared.

……

The next morning, Lewis ate the breakfast brought by the waiter and took Miss Stephanie to the place where the other party had lived.

Unlike Beckland's relatively conservative approach, the streets of Trier are full of lingerie stores, and the variety of styles is even more dazzling.

In addition to lingerie stores, there are also outrageous opera houses along the road.

"The classic tragedy of Russell the Great, Romeo and Juliet?"

When he saw the colorful poster posted outside the theater, Lewis secretly cursed "shameless" again.

Russell, relying on his identity as a traverser, copied other people's things, and he could cheekily put his name on it every time.

Stephanie saw that something was wrong with Lewis's mood, and she asked curiously:

"Mr. Lewis, you also like the plays of Russell the Great, have you seen Romeo and Juliet?"

"Of course." Lewis kept smiling, but in another world, Romeo and Juliet was written by another well-known playwright, and it was by no means the shameless Russell. Gustav.

Instead of discussing the topic with Stephanie, Lewis walked into a clothing store and chose a tunic aristocratic dress with a skirt and a lace-trimmed fan for Stephanie.

As a businessman who likes the style of Intis, it is natural for the female companion next to him to dress up in the style of the Intis lady, of course, this "noblewoman" only refers to the daytime.

About half an hour later, Stephanie found a luxurious house from memory.

The house has stone arcades with Gothic spires and a tall Intis plane tree in front of the house for shade.

The whole house was surrounded by a tall iron fence with withered vines climbing on it.

Stephanie on the side grabbed Lewis's arm with a little more force, and seemed a little nervous.

"Mr. Lewis, you say, will my mother still be here?"

"You have to see it to find out." Lewis smiled indifferently, and as he approached the building, a waiter was waiting at the entrance by the fence, seemingly arranged.

"Hello sir, is there anything wrong?" When the waiter saw Lewis approaching, he bent down and made perfect etiquette.

Lewis straightened up, for a wealthy businessman, it was quite rude to give a waiter a return gift, after all, his status was noble.

Under Stephanie's nervous gaze, he asked:

"Excuse me, this is Lyle. Mr. Snent's residence? ”

(End of chapter)