"This matter involves supernatural powers......"

After reciting the divination phrase, Lewis flicked the coin, and when he saw George III's face, he understood that it was not simple.

"I need to take this young lady around to investigate some things, and you stay in the room for the time being, and then go to breakfast later." Lewis informs Arthur, and he uses a sleep charm to put the tainted woman to sleep.

Inside, Lewis locked the door, prepared a simple prayer ritual, and entered the woman's sleep.

"This is her dream?"

Outside the window was the crimson moon and the dim gaslights were shadowing.

In the bathroom, the woman met another vague figure, which seemed to have some kind of magic, and what she said was always convincing.

"Arthur. Vader.

That's right, I know you like this man, but he only likes young and beautiful women.

I also know your fear, when one day he will no longer look good, he will definitely abandon you, your love is like a joke that makes people laugh.

Now, pick up this poison-coated dagger, you just need to stab him once and kill yourself, and that man will be yours forever. ”

The woman was a little hesitant at first, but under the other party's bewitchment again and again, she finally picked up the dagger and did what she had just done.

"The killer has been locked in, is an 'instigator', or was once an 'instigator', and only the instigator has such ability."

After the divination, Lewis concludes the ritual and ties the woman up and returns it to Arthur. Vader.

"She's been instigated by the transcendents, and I think most of the people who came to kill you were a woman, and she was pretty like that." Lewis reminded.

"Women?" Arthur. Vader frowned.

Lewis nodded, the instigator belongs to the sequence eight of the witch path, once promoted to the seventh sequence, even if it is originally a man, it will become a woman with infinite charm.

As for the natural depraved such as witches or demons, he himself is quite keen, and he only needs to look at the other party to lock on to this kind of person.

"You don't have to worry too much, just go to the restaurant and have breakfast normally now." Lewis put on a half-height silk top hat and made his way to the restaurant first.

Arthur. Vader followed Lewis, and the two found a seat next to each other, and each had breakfast.

The cruise ship will arrive in the territorial waters of the Kingdom of Rune early the day after tomorrow, and when it arrives, Lewis's mission will be completed.

Breakfast was a salt-baked snail peculiar to Intis, and Lewis just hurriedly ate some caviar and small cakes, which were not very to his taste.

At the same time, he let his inspiration out, paying attention to the particularly attractive ladies.

Of course, it is extremely impolite to use inspiration to spy on others, and if you meet a woman who is extraordinary, it will definitely cause the other person to resent her.

The feeling of being inspected by inspiration is like being stripped naked and placed naked in front of each other's eyes.

"I found it, but it's still an acquaintance." Lewis frowned, seeing that the woman was about to leave, he called the waiter in time, euphemistically remarked the unpalatable food, and then left in a rage.

He blended in with the crowd and casually followed.

Until he left the restaurant, the figure of the other party suddenly disappeared.

"Miss Tifana, please don't be impulsive." Lewis looked at the shadows to the side and smiled.

From there, a woman in a black gown gradually revealed her figure, and she smiled euphemistically:

"Mr. Lewis, I really didn't expect to see you here, I haven't seen you for a while, and you're becoming more and more masculine."

"You, too, are getting more and more charming." Lewis smiled faintly, he could guess that Miss Tifana had been promoted to Sequence Seven.

After all, the feeling of a "witch" to a man is completely different from that of an "instigator", as evidenced by the charm that makes people unable to extricate themselves.

"So, what did you come to me for?" Tifana quietly put away the dagger in her hand, and her face turned cold.

"Actually, I received a task to send diplomat Arthur . Vader returns to Beckland. Lewis smiled faintly, and he pressed his half-height silk top hat and nodded in acknowledgment.

He didn't want to fight Tifana to the death, it wasn't worth it, just a simple warning.

"You can't protect him." Ignoring Lewis, Tifana turned to leave, suddenly feeling empty under her feet.

Fortunately, with her extraordinary skills and dexterous body, she easily alleviated this crisis.

However, the dagger she carried with her fell out, drawing a thin line on her leg, and beads of blood gradually oozed from under her skin.

Tiffana didn't care about her own state, she hurriedly took out a bottle of liquid medicine from her bosom and drank it.

"This woman really smeared poison on the dagger, and this morning's incident is also her masterpiece."

Lewis turned and retracted the bad luck that had been inflicted on Miss Tifana, he didn't want to make too much of a fuss, and if he did, he would definitely attract the ship's security personnel.

When he returned to the outside of the dining room, Arthur. Vader had finished his breakfast and was on his way back to the cabin.

"Did you just find something, Mr. Lewis?" Arthur asked as he let the woman next to him leave first.

"Yes, a woman suspected of being a killer, you need to be careful." Lewis didn't hide it, but said it directly.

Arthur frowned, he didn't ask, and walked away silently.

Lewis returned to the room, and after the warning just now, Miss Tifana should be honest and not have to worry about Arthur for the time being. Vader's safety.

Wait until the morning after tomorrow, the cruise ship enters the territory of the Kingdom of Rune. Vader would then join up with the army, and the mission would be complete.

"I just don't know if the matter of sending the manor will be fulfilled, although we are friends, but the account that should be calculated still has to be calculated."

Tossing the half-height silk top hat on the coat rack, Lewis brewed a cup of black tea and took a silent sip.

Suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and he turned on his vision and looked to the side.

Miss Elana, the messenger, stepped out of the walls of the cabin, handed Lewis a letter, which faded into illusion.

Lewis opened the letter and looked at it, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:

"Mr. Dependent,

I am the most loyal servant of 'Mr. Red Dragon', and I have heard of your erudition from him, and I want to ask you something......"

Lewis patiently read through the contents of the letter, and there were two main things mentioned in the letter.

The first thing is that after the servant was promoted to the seventh "witch" of the sequence, he always felt that the digestion progress of the potion had slowed down, and when he was promoted, he also heard a maddening whisper, wanting to know why such a change had happened.

The second thing is to inquire about an ability that can inflict bad luck on a particular person, and want to know the weakness of that ability, as well as the rest of the abilities of such transcendents.

(End of chapter)