Following the voice in his ear, Lewis made his way to the second floor, where he heard the voices of two ladies, one soft, the other slightly hoarse, but equally nice.

The soft-voiced woman, dressed in men's clothes, asked:

"Brother...... No!

Sister, isn't that stupid son of the viscount's family dead? He was always harassing me for various reasons, which really made me uncomfortable. ”

The hoarse woman swept towards the other woman lightly, and said coldly:

"Shirley, if you make a mistake next time, I promise, you'll be one of the sacrifices."

Shirley lowered her head and hurriedly apologized:

"Right...... Sorry I just wanted to see Polly too much. Ian died, you know, and his enthusiasm disgusted me.

Obviously, not so long ago, I had the capital to be proud of, the capital to make those street girls cheer, and a man would only make me feel sick. ”

My sister smiled elegantly and said:

"Shirley, you have to face the reality, you are no longer a man.

I've tried to help you curse Polly. Ian, but unfortunately, he was saved twice, and perhaps, he was accompanied by a good transcendent.

Still, in any case, he won't live past today. ”

After a few seconds, my sister sprayed on an intoxicating perfume and put on a sunhat with a wide brim.

"Thanks to the Great Smog of Beckland some time ago, which allowed me to collect enough sacrifices, now, it's time to make those who persecute us pay."

The two left the room one after the other, and at the corridor junction on the second floor, Lewis's figure gradually appeared.

"Shall I go along and see, or do I want to kill both of them here?"

After a little entanglement, Lewis still decided to follow, the Witch Sect has the potion recipe of the "Witch Path", maybe he can follow these two people to find news about the Witch Sect.

Of course, the person Lewis wants to find most is Triss, and as long as Triss can be found, he should be able to ask for a lot of news.

Less than a minute later, Lewis followed the two ladies out the door, already with an extra revolver, a traveler's diary, a golden finger bone, and a harmonica.

His tracking methods are not very clever, so he did not choose to track, but directly used divination.

For divination, Lewis is more handy, although the witch has the means to resist divination, but it is not strong, it is difficult to resist a transcendent person like him, and fate favors him.

The cane guided Lewis all the way through Joe Wood and into the West End.

"This is a house I didn't buy before, and they got here?" Lewis wasn't quite sure, he had looked around the house and found nothing.

Lewis's hearing had already turned on, and he heard the sound of gears turning, and he heard the sound of the stone door closing.

Shirley's voice was slightly weaker:

"Sister, have you been in contact with the 'Desperate Lady'? Does she agree with our actions? ”

"Ignore the 'Lady of Despair', she has disappeared since the Great Smog incident, and now, no one can restrain us."

Lady of Despair, Sequence 4? …… Lewis hesitated slightly, he weakened his senses, after all, there were cases of the "real creator" first, it was better to be low-key.

After a moment's thought, Lewis flipped into the courtyard.

The weeds in the courtyard were still so dense that when I turned on my vision, many resentful spirits were wandering, some of them were thin enough to see the ribs on their bodies, and some were opening their dark mouths and rushing towards Lewis.

However, after all, the resentful spirit is only a residual grudge, and there are not enough of them to hurt even ordinary people, let alone transcendents.

Suddenly, Lewis's inspiration moved, he looked to the side, tilted his body slightly, and suddenly something flew by his shoulder, and the wind that he brought with him ruffled his hair.

"Oops!"

The next moment, Lewis heard the screams of Jiaosheng, judging by the timbre, it was his sister Shirley.

In his line of sight, the half-human-tall grass was pressed out of the humanoid traces.

Lewis smiled faintly, and watched as the pointed roof seemed to have aged to a certain extent and collapsed.

The crumbling masonry smashed into the crushed grass below, and a pool of blood stained the ground red.

Eventually, a woman appeared in the blood-soaked area, with a beautiful face but a dirty men's garment, which looked particularly uncorresponding.

"This ...... Please help me, sir, I am willing to pay whatever the cost.

Please! ”

"I'm still alive, but I'm not far from death, it seems that the doom of a sequence five still can't be carried by sequence seven."

Lewis took back Shirley's bad luck, and he was a little interested in Shirley's call for help, the witch herself was very low and had something to do with the witch sect.

The desperate lady that the two of them mentioned just now gave him great interest, if he could really find a witch in Sequence 4, then, the distance to find Ince. Zangwill isn't far away, either.

"Drink this potion, it will help you gain the strength to live, and then I will come to your rescue." Lewis handed the other party a bottle of medicine that stimulates life potential, which he prepared for himself.

As for those precious charms that could save the other party, he was naturally reluctant to use them, and there was no need to use them for a witch.

Gripping his cane, Lewis quickly entered the room.

He hadn't looked closely at the house when he came to the house before, and it wasn't until he came back today that he found the secret passage in the last room on the second floor.

Pushing open the stone door, there are metal candlesticks on both sides of the corridor, and the candles on the candlesticks are burning, blooming with beautiful flames.

Suddenly, Lewis noticed that his breathing was heavier, and he turned on his vision again, and saw that a nearly invisible silk thread was wrapped around him.

And in the passage he walked through, there were already similar silk threads, almost like well-designed mechanisms.

"The power of the Witch of Pleasure?

This is really a disadvantage for me, who is very easily tempted by desires, and if it weren't for my Miss Elena, I would probably be planted here today. ”

Lewis blew the brass whistle, and Elana, the tool messenger, appeared, immediately taking the lust from Lewis.

For the next half hour, he didn't have to worry about lust coming again.

Ignoring the threads of desire, Lewis continued to walk forward, and he looked straight ahead, and suddenly a picture unfolded before him:

A dagger stabbed abruptly, and even though he blocked it with his staff, the additional force on the dagger directly tore his body in half.

(End of chapter)