Lewis didn't dwell too much on the affairs of the outer gods, and with his level, he was not qualified to touch these for the time being.

However, as soon as he is promoted to Sequence 4, he will try to communicate with his ancestor, Mr. "Gate".

"I just wonder if Miss Elana can just bring the generator?

Forget it, let's wait for Esther to be transported by ship, always relying on Miss Elana will cause her trouble. ”

Just after five o'clock in the afternoon, Walsh, the butler, had already made arrangements for today, and he would go to see the house in the West End today.

With the Tasok River shimmering golden in the sunlight in the distance, Lewis has arrived at the West End house.

It is a two-storey villa with a small garden facing the house, which is already overgrown with weeds, and some wildflowers grow along with the weeds, giving it a dilapidated feeling.

Walsh Butler explains:

"It was originally a baron's property, and he was in a hurry to use the money, so he decided to sell it, so it only cost four thousand pounds."

Lewis nodded, he walked with the people of the real estate association, the location of this house is very good even in the West End, four thousand pounds is indeed a bargain.

Passing through the small garden and into the living room, Lewis turned on his vision.

In front of his eyes, there was a man in tattered clothes with a flesh and blood on his face.

No, the thing in front of him is not a person, it's just a low-level resentful spirit, even if Lewis doesn't care, it will automatically dissipate after half a month.

Looking to the side, there were a number of similar wraiths, almost filling the living room.

"It's funny, they died here, or did someone get them?"

Lewis slammed into the evil spirit, and the real estate association man opened the house and introduced Lewis:

"As you can see, the rooms here are very well lit and the people who live around are some of the most well-known businessmen in Beckland.

Don't worry about security, this is the focus of the police, and owners like you can also get the focus of the police. ”

"Very good." Lewis pulled a coin out of his pocket, put it in his hand and played with it.

He suddenly asked, "Are you hiding something like me, like someone in this room has recently died?" ”

The face of the person in the real estate association changed slightly, and he hurriedly defended:

"It can't be! I know the house very well, the house was deserted for a year and no one could come in during this time, which I can guarantee in the name of the real estate association. ”

Lewis flicked the coin, the staff member wasn't lying, and he didn't smell any dead people, let alone sign of an invasion from the underworld.

All this indicates that the spirits here are foreign.

But why are so many wraiths born, or what attracts these guys?

"This house is really cheap, but it doesn't meet my requirements, I think we'd better hurry." Lewis immediately denied the house.

Not to mention anything else, the main thing is that there are so many resentful spirits, and it is very uncomfortable to live, although a transcendent person like him is not afraid of resentful spirits at all.

"Okay." The people at the Real Estate Association didn't expect Lewis to deny the house so quickly, and in his opinion, the property here is not bad.

Naturally, Lewis didn't have enough time to care about those resentful spirits, in case he provoked some high-order monsters, he was afraid that he would be in danger.

However, he was very interested in the changes here, what was it that would attract so many resentful spirits?

Leaving the house, Lewis looked down a path not far away, and he suddenly pressed down his half-height silk top hat to cover his face.

Windsor's gaze looked through the carriage window, the corners of her mouth gradually hooked, and she nodded to Lewis in a good mood.

Seeing that he couldn't hide, Lewis had no choice but to smile, which was in response to the other party.

"Miss Windsor probably didn't know that I was back in Beckland, and this is a chance encounter.

It's just that she doesn't live in the Hilton District, why did she come to the West End, and will those resentful spirits in the house have something to do with her? ”

Lewis already had a guess about Miss Windsor's identity, as a lackey of the Mother Tree of Desire, Miss Windsor should be a demon or a prisoner.

"It's a pity that I've never seen Miss Windsor show extraordinary strength, otherwise, I would have been able to judge more information and even figure out Miss Windsor's true purpose.

Send her a letter, for she'll find me sooner or later, now that she knows I'm back in Beckland. ”

Lewis watched Windsor stay away, and he looked at several houses in succession, and finally chose to live in Queens.

It was once a banker's residence, and the house was a little old but clean.

There is also a piano in the study that was left behind, and it is new.

Lewis briskly paid the six thousand pounds for the transaction, and the butler and servants busied themselves and cleaned up the room.

"Sometimes, it's fun to be lazy."

Suddenly, the room became dark, Lewis turned on his vision, and Miss Elana appeared with a letter.

"Professor Eliot sent it?"

Lewis took the letter, opened it and saw its contents, and in less than a week, the small generator he needed would be delivered from Trier to Beckland.

This small generator, which can generate electricity from wind or manpower, is not practical, but it is a necessary item for the banquet.

"Miss Elana."

Before the messenger left, Lewis stopped the other and asked:

"Can you help me a little bit, of course, I mean in reality."

"Hmm." Elanna looked away uneasily and asked softly, "What do you want?" ”

Lewis lowered his face, "Help me send a letter, by the way, help me see a person, just take a look, judge her general situation, if you get in touch, you may be in danger." ”

"That'...... I want a copy of your desires, and a copy of the extraordinary characteristics of a 'serial killer'. ”

The quid pro quo was surprisingly simple, and I had both of them...... Lewis agreed with a cold face, he was actually planning to sell these extraordinary properties, but it was just not easy to sell.

After exchanging conditions, he immediately returned to the study and wrote an innocuous letter to Miss Windsor, which expressed the general meaning that he had not seen him for half a year and missed him very much.

When he had finished writing the letter, Lewis put it in an envelope and handed it to Miss Elena, and said in a mellow voice:

"I need to hear what you have to say about him, even if it doesn't get the letter."

Miss Elena's figure gradually began to become transparent, and Lewis couldn't help but get nervous.

If Windsor had to pretend to be harmless, the other party would not read the letter, let alone reply to it.

(End of chapter)