Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 130: Mr. Red Dragon's Follower

Lewis put the stamp on the envelope and wrote the address of Wharton Mansion in Tingen City. As for the sender's address, of course, he wrote the current hotel.

Suddenly, his inspiration was touched.

He blinked his right eye three times to open his spiritual vision, and saw a shark swimming out from the wall, holding a letter tightly in its jagged teeth.

As the shark opened its mouth, the letter fell into Lewis's hand, and the shark passed over Lewis' body and finally sank under the floor.

I opened the letter and found a piece of straw yellow paper inside.

“Dear Mr. Red Dragon:

I have arrived at Enmat Harbor this morning, but I still have no idea about my promotion.

For ordinary extraordinary people, it is too difficult to cross that line.

Of course, for you, crossing that line may just be the beginning of becoming a stronger person.

I will work harder and strive to be able to participate in your plan to kill the demigod as soon as possible.

Please allow your humble servant to send you the most sincere greetings. "

Lewis sat in front of the desk, tapping the cedar tabletop gently. Mr. Red Dragon's servant came to Enmat Port, a Sequence Five who was seeking an opportunity to be promoted to a demigod.

Sequence Four is a high sequence. The extraordinary beings in this sequence can already use the mythical form for a very short period of time. Their life level can already be classified as "God".

Regardless of which sequence a transcendent is in, advancing to Sequence Four is a qualitative improvement, and the difficulty of advancement is several levels higher than that of the middle and low sequences.

"Maybe I should help him, using the knowledge I know." Lewis couldn't help but think that helping Mr. Red Dragon's servants was also helping himself.

After all, Mr. Red Dragon now is himself, and Mr. Red Dragon’s servants are his servants.

What's more, he might be able to exchange some resources from these servants. If everything went well, he could even let these servants form a simplified version of the Tarot Club.

“This promotion is indeed difficult for you.

I have an unknown follower who knows a lot of things and is currently seeking promotion opportunities in Enmat Port. If you can find him, you may be able to find relevant information about the promotion.

He is an extremely lucky guy, and he knows more secrets than you think."

After racking his brains, Lewis briefly mentioned himself. He wanted to appear as a follower of "Mr. Red Dragon" and the other party must not discover the fact that he was "Mr. Red Dragon".

This is a bit difficult, as he cannot tell the other party the real information, and he also needs to ensure that the other party can find him.

Lewis drafted the letter, went to an advertising agency, printed it out, and sent it by courier.

After doing this, he began to wander the streets, looking for an opportunity to digest the potion.

Not far away, huge steamships shuttled around the port, bringing goods from all over the world, including specialties from the southern continent and the culture of Intis.

As the second largest port in Loen, more than a dozen giant steamships dock at Enmat Port every day, making a huge contribution to the development of this port city.

"Enmat Port is a port city. Maybe I can meet a lady from Innis here and experience the customs of Innis." Lewis walked along the dock, occasionally looking up to see if there were any beautiful street girls on the roadside.

The Intis girl he met in the bar this morning gave him a strong shock. Whether it was her generous and enthusiastic personality or the confidence she displayed all the time, she was obviously different from the women in the Kingdom of Loen.

Suddenly, Lewis stopped walking. He used his senses to search around quietly until he was sure that no one was looking at him. Then he lowered his head and pretended to pick up the 5-pound note while picking up his shoes. "If I just wanted to be an ordinary person, I could live a good life with my ability to pick up money." Putting the five pounds into his pocket, Lewis felt like he had gotten a bargain.

Suddenly, his foot slipped and he fell on the bluestone brick road. A pile of horse manure could be vaguely seen in front of him.

Lewis stood up calmly, dusted himself off, and thought that his recent luck might have been overdrawn.

"Using the money I pick up to digest the potion is still too slow. I should go to the bar more often to participate in the 'dog catching rat' gambling activities. Luck needs feedback..."

Thinking about this silently, Lewis crossed the street and turned into another one.

At the entrance of the street, a little girl was handing out flyers. Lewis took the flyer and flipped through it. It was a bounty notice about Tris.

“In Enmat Harbor, there are still people offering a reward for Tris, the murderer of the Clover massacre.

Also.

After all, Enmat Harbor was the first port that the Alfalfa docked at. The instigator of the tragedy destroyed countless families."

With a light sigh, he threw the bounty away.

Perhaps, this world is just so unfair, and although Triss is not living well, he has become Triss, a puppet of the Witch Cult.

Later, she will have another chance to burn herself for love, for her own prince.

……

The morning sun shone on Tingen City as usual. Although the tragedy of the Blackthorn Security Company alarmed many people, it did not remain hot for long.

Dunn is a hero who saved the city of Tingen, but he is also a poor wretch who is constantly fighting against danger and madness.

Few people knew what Dunn had done, and there was no media hype about it, which buried the incident of the Evil God's Offspring in official documents and in the memories of the Nighthawks.

Miss Serra took the letter from the waiter, who opened it and took out a piece of letter paper and a bottle the size of half a thumb from it.

The letter contained Lewis's handwriting, which detailed his feelings of longing.

"Mr. Lewis has arrived at Port Enmat. He is seeking promotion and expressing his love to me!" Sera's face showed a joyful expression. Her fingers were trembling slightly, and even the letter paper was trembling.

When she opened the small blue bottle, a scent of roses filled her face. She carefully sprinkled some on the back of her hand, sniffed the scent, and looked intoxicated.

After a moment, she took out a pen and wrote a reply letter:
"Mr. Lewis:

Thank you for your letter. I miss your strength and want to be by your side.

I really like the Intis perfume you gave me. I like its smell and its color.

I hope you can get promoted soon. I don't want to stay in Wharton Mansion anymore. I just hope to be your exclusive dancer."

After writing the letter, Sera attached a blank postcard with a tall Intis sycamore tree printed on it.

She sealed the letter and filled in the address Lewis left, hoping that the letter would be delivered to Port Enmat as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)