Hearing the door, Mrs. Slunt turned and looked at Lewis, who had just entered the room.

"Welcome, Mr. Lewis.

Wait until to-morrow, the money for the next batch of drinks will come down, and I will give you forty percent of the profit, about five thousand pounds, according to the agreement. ”

Five thousand pounds! It's almost enough to buy a big house with a courtyard in Trier, it's still a good location, and it's enough to buy a magical item that works well and has very few side effects.

"It's great to see the wines of Camp Sloan taking Trier by storm again, but I'm here to say goodbye to you, and I'm returning to Rune in the near future."

Lewis took off his top hat and bowed slightly to Mrs. Slunte.

"Oh my God, how could it be so sudden?" Mrs. Slant stood up in a pretended exaggeration, and she asked, "Is there anything important to attend to?" ”

"Yes, this is related to my business in Rune, and it is indeed a very important matter, please tell Miss Stephanie for me." Lewis made a casual excuse and fooled around.

"Okay, I wish you a speedy solution, Slunt Manor welcomes you at any time." Mrs. Slunt lifted the hem of her skirt and nodded to Lewis.

Lewis nodded and left in a carriage.

The place of promotion was chosen to be the cemetery of Amun, which had been explored, which was sparsely populated, so that he would not become a street rat that everyone shouted at.

The carriage clattered along the bluestone brick pavement, and Lewis bought a copy of the Trier Daily and watched the vulgar stories on it.

"Well, the wife of MP Boris has had another scandal, this time with a member of the House of Lords......"

Compared with the Beckland Morning News, the stories in the Trier Morning News have many twists and turns, perhaps this has something to do with the customs of Intis.

Suddenly, Lewis was inspired, and he looked out the window to see a man and a woman sitting in another side-by-side carriage, the woman was Mrs. Dale, and as for the man, Lewis guessed that it was the often cuckolded Boris Councillor.

It's rare that the relationship between their husband and wife is so good, and Congressman Boris doesn't have special habits, such as liking to be a bystander. Lewis thought badly.

Mrs. Delle looked at Lewis, covered her mouth with a lace-edged fan, and said in a small voice:

"Mr. Lewis, I can sense that you are gradually falling into the dark side, why not try to believe in the 'dark side of the universe', in that case, even I can be your man."

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in demons myself, let alone demons with a bad brain." Lewis's heart was beating so hard that he hurriedly blew the brass whistle and summoned Miss Elena.

Lady Dale looks great, but it's a pity that it's a bus that can explode at any moment, and an apostle of the Mother Tree of Desire...... Lewis, not without regret, ordered Miss Elana to take away his desires.

In fact, the demon is not bad, but it is easy to die, and the key is that Mrs. Dale still has her husband.

The next moment, as Miss Elena's tail swept over, he felt all unhealthy thoughts disappear.

At the same time, Congressman Boris turned his head to look at Lewis, who was a face that was younger than Lewis had imagined.

Opening his mouth, the corners of Congressman Boris's mouth were almost cracked to the base of his ear, and he smiled and beckoned.

"I wipe ...... Congressman Boris is really abnormal, no wonder a grassland above his head can endure it! ”

Frightened by the image of Congressman Boris, Lewis hurriedly asked the coachman to speed up in order to get rid of the two people who looked abnormal.

Immediately afterwards, he went to the University of Intis to meet Professor Esther, and explained what he was about to leave, and hoped that AC power could be extended to the world as soon as possible.

Eventually, he rode in a carriage to the outskirts of Trier, northeast of Trier.

"You can go back, and the cost of my carriage has been settled." Lewis stepped out of the carriage and said to the coachman.

The driver glanced at his surroundings in confusion, he didn't know why Lewis had come here, it was far away from the city, and it was difficult to see people.

However, because he was not familiar with Lewis, he couldn't ask directly, so he gave the horse's ass and let the carriage leave.

Lewis let go of his calamity-inducing nature, and images emerge before his eyes, all of which are about his injuries or deaths.

"Last, at least 48 hours without dying, and then the opportunity for promotion may appear, and Amon's abandoned tomb may be a good place to go."

With a press of the half-height silk top hat, Lewis stepped forward, avoiding the hunter's trap and a few more bolts of lightning.

Walking along the passage leading to the underground, you will eventually arrive at your destination this time.

Amon's tomb had been in no danger since his last visit, and more importantly, the Quaternary burial ground was strong enough to help him withstand most of the misfortunes from the outside world.

Pushing open the stone door engraved with the words "Welcome," Lewis was able to step underground, the rows of candles still there.

Lewis lit a few and walked towards the burial chamber.

……

In front of a house in the King's District, Councillor Boris stepped out of the carriage, and from time to time the face of the Rune man came to mind.

The moment he saw Lewis, he was already sure that Lewis had a strong aura of depravity, even stronger than him.

For transcendent beings in other ways, the Fall is the most filthy thing that hinders them from approaching God.

But for the transcendents of the demonic path, the Fall happens to be a proof that they are closer to the gods, and it is also one of the traits necessary for them to advance to the high ranks.

"My dear, what is the name of that gentleman of Rune?" Boris asked Lady Dale.

"Lewis. Harvey, the light you admired yesterday was brought by this gentleman, who invented the alternating current and was a servant of the god of steam and machinery. Mrs. Dyer stepped out of the carriage, knowing well Boris's pride.

Boris has always been known as the genius of the Andrerad family, the closest person to that great being.

"It's hard to imagine that the Favored of the God of Steam and Machines is so depraved, he is more like a demon, and he is very compatible with you." Boris complimented absent-mindedly, as if he did not care at all about the attack on himself in words.

"Yes, I think so too, and more importantly, I believe that he will one day become a believer in that great being, there is no doubt about it." Lady Dale covered the corners of her mouth with a lace-trimmed fan, and her eyes showed mockery of Boris.

Boris ignored his wife and went to the backyard to tease a monkey in the cage with its fangs exposed.

"Baby, I need your help." Boris gave the monkey an unforgettable smile.

The monkey shuddered, and after a few seconds he said:

"Your wish is my wish."

(End of chapter)