Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 112 New Instructions
After making the sealed spiritual wall, Azik blew the copper whistle, and a chilly feeling quickly came over him.

Lewis turned on his psychic vision and saw a giant skeleton messenger coming out from under the floor.

The skeleton messenger was taller than the ceiling, with only half of its head still below the ceiling, looking down at Lewis. The hollow eye sockets of the skeleton burning with ghostly lights seemed to have a condescending look.

"I want to send a letter!" Lewis held up the letter without a stamp or address and faced the skeleton messenger, expressing his dissatisfaction.

The skeleton messenger snatched the letter from Lewis' hand, turned around, turned into an illusory bone and drilled into the floor.

Lewis had a look as if he had eaten a fly. Mr. Azik's messengers were always so strange. Every time he sent a letter, he might encounter different situations.

"Let me make a plan. If there is a battle in the near future, I can consider summoning a skeleton messenger to help me resist the opponent's attack.

This will allow me to take revenge on that arrogant messenger, and at the same time, I can use the messenger to temporarily stop the opponent's attack, killing two birds with one stone!"

As he thought about it, Lewis frowned again. The only thing he was not sure about now was which messenger would be summoned when the whistle was blown. If it was the friendly messenger, then there would be trouble.

I'm afraid that after the messenger blocked the knife, he will have to face the messenger's difficulties in the future.

After about 30 minutes, crimson light gradually shone in from the window, and Lewis was suddenly awakened from his sleep, his inspiration triggered.

When he turned on his psychic vision, he saw a huge bony claw reaching out from under the floor and throwing a letter in his face.

Then, the bony claw retracted into the floor, as if it had never appeared.

With dissatisfaction with the messenger, Lewis opened the letter sent by Mr. Azik:
“Lewis, your description reminds me of something.

I vaguely remember that I was once an 'immortal' and stayed in this stage for a long time.

Thank you for the tip, although this information didn't help me recall much, it gave me a direction to track down.

Next, I will try to collect information about the God of Death. The 'Spiritual Cult' is one direction. I heard that this is an organization that originated from the southern continent."

After reading the letter, Lewis put it on the gas lamp and burned it into powder, feeling both relieved and worried.

The good news is that Mr. Azik has finally found the direction of the investigation, but the worry is that Mr. Azik still has a lot of memories to recover.

With Mr. Azik's current state, he is still unable to fight against Ince Zangwill who holds the Sealed Artifact 0-08.

Lying in bed again, Lewis couldn’t help but think:
"Perhaps, I must postpone the acquisition of 'Seal Artifact' 0-08. What I need is to advance as quickly as possible.

Ince Zangwill is still too powerful for me at the moment. The Sealed Artifact 0-08 even caused the fall of an angel, so his strength should not be underestimated.

Unless I can find a strong foreign aid, otherwise, in my current state, going to look for Ince Zangwill would be a death wish."

Lewis touched the black bell he carried with him and fell asleep with melancholy about the future.

In the morning, he woke up early and printed the letter at a nearby advertising shop before seven o'clock:

"My humble servants, you still lack strength.

The matter of the sacrifice has come to an end. I need to see you digest the potion faster and improve faster.

From now on, you can travel around the world to find your own opportunities. What I need is a powerful extraordinary person, not a waste, understand?"

After printing the contents of the letter and buying the still warm envelope at the post office, Lewis stopped by the roadside and suddenly raised his head.

He looked at a shop next to the post office. On the right side of the shop hung a yellowed wooden board with the word "Lottery" written on it. Below the word was an advertising pattern of the index and middle fingers crossed.

The lottery tickets of the Kingdom of Loen are also arranged in combinations of numbers from 0 to 9. Once a group of numbers is selected, the staff will print out the numbers and stamp them with an official seal.

Here he stopped and bought three lottery tickets, the winning of which might help his role as "Lucky Man".

After stuffing the lottery ticket into his wallet, Lewis returned to his rented hotel. He put the letters into four fresh envelopes and made a sealed spiritual wall.

Then, Lewis took out the black bell with patterns and shook it after injecting spirituality into it.

Suddenly, a unique sound vibrated within the spiritual wall. This sound was mixed with extraordinary power, making the surroundings quickly become cold.

After a few seconds, a bat with blue flames on its wings flew out from the ceiling above. It grabbed the letter with its claws and flew into the ceiling with flapping wings.

Summoning four messengers in turn, Lewis mailed all four letters he had written and issued new instructions.

“Perhaps, one day in the future, I will have the opportunity to meet these four people in real life.

When we meet, in order not to destroy the personality of "Mr. Red Dragon", I can pretend to be the spokesperson of "Mr. Red Dragon".

Just like the World Gehrman Sparrow, he is both Klein and Klein's follower. "

Lewis smiled. Fortunately, there was no video technology in this world, otherwise he would be exposed sooner or later if he continued to do this.

After doing these things, Lewis left the hotel and began to try to find his own luck.

The role of the "lucky guy" is so simple, he just needs to make himself lucky enough to easily digest the potion.

However, this simplicity is somewhat complicated because he has to try to balance luck.

Otherwise, when luck is overdrawn, bad luck will appear.

The bad luck of the "lucky guy" is not simply bad luck, but the possibility of dying in a funny way.

He might encounter an out-of-control carriage hitting him when he goes out, or he might be casually involved in a fight between extraordinary people and be killed in the aftermath of the battle.

The last demon incident was a serious lesson. As a supernatural being, it was completely abnormal to encounter the demon's murder scene because of falling into the sewer.

Before he knew it, he had walked a long way away from the Harvest Church. During this time, Lewis only picked up a 5-pound note.

Suddenly, a piercing gaze came over him again, and Lewis adjusted his half-high silk hat, which made him realize that the events of the day before yesterday were far from over.

"I don't know when Blau's commission will arrive. Maybe I should go back to the detective agency to see. If Blau wants to convey the commission to me, it must be in the mailbox." After a slight pause, Lewis changed direction.

(End of this chapter)