Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 138 Two years ago

Following the crowd, Lewis found a homeless man on the street. He lowered his hat to cover his face and said:
"I have something for you to do. Go to the Storm Church and inform the clergy there that there is human trafficking at the auction on Denia Street."

"Okay... okay." The homeless man looked at the two-sol note Lewis handed over with an eager look.

"As soon as possible, I believe you are an honest gentleman." Lewis smiled faintly and slowly returned to the small hotel by the port.

The gang's auction is indeed an opportunity to obtain extraordinary materials, but unfortunately, after today's report, I don't know if the next gathering will be held.

"Perhaps I need to find a way to enter the auction. There should be information about the 'Disaster Sea Serpent' or corresponding extraordinary materials there."

In the afternoon, Lewis went to the stronghold bar again. While digesting the potion, he waited for the servant of "Mr. Red Dragon".

The digestion of the potion is progressing smoothly. According to the current speed, it may not take half a month, but only 10 days to completely digest the "Lucky Man" potion.

However, his reputation didn't seem to spread far enough, and no one came to see him today.

Perhaps, the servant will not know his good fortune until the next extraordinary gathering.

……

In the morning, after breakfast, Lewis went to the stronghold bar again.

There is a tarot meeting to be held this afternoon, and he must return before three o'clock to attend today's tarot meeting on time.

The sea breeze blew away the thin mist, and the roar of ships and the shouts of workers mixed together, which was a unique sight at the dock.

Entering the bar, the tables and chairs were empty in the early morning, and the air was mixed with a faint smell of alcohol.

The bartender looked up at Lewis, then lowered his head and continued to wipe the glass in his hand.

Lewis deliberately glanced towards the billiard room No. 2. He heard the voice of Miss Stephanie. The tone of her voice mixed with the accent of Intis was unique and charming, which was the feeling he liked.

"A glass of Southville beer." He asked the bartender for a glass of beer and saw the bartender's ugly face.

Drinking his morning beer, Lewis pushed open the door of billiard room No. 2. Miss Stephanie was playing billiard alone, and two thugs were watching her nearby as usual.

“Would you like to play a game of billiards, beautiful Miss Stephanie?” Lewis said with a slight bow.

"I can't wait to play a game with you, Mr. Lewis." Stephanie smiled, with bruises on the corners of her mouth and a particularly obvious scratch.

Was he beaten? It couldn't be because of playing basketball with me, right? ... Lewis' heart ached. Ms. Stephanie was a woman of gangsters. Playing basketball with him would inevitably attract the attention of some people.

However, he immediately rejected this idea. If the gangster really minded Stephanie playing billiard with a man, he should have sent someone to warn him instead of attacking a woman.

After all, in the conservative Loen, hitting a lady was not a glorious thing.

Putting aside the half-finished glass of Southwell beer, Lewis picked up the club and felt the touch.

Under his hits, the billiard balls seemed to be sorted and fell into the holes one by one.

"Mr. Lewis, I heard that you have been playing the game of 'dog and mouse' a lot recently and have never failed for several days." Stephanie half-lay on the table, her black leather jacket setting off her figure, and she hit the ball into the hole in a special posture. "Maybe I'm just lucky, it's not a big deal." Lewis said modestly, emphasizing the word "luck".

"Really?" Stephanie changed her position again and sent another billiard ball into the hole.

She turned her head to look at the two thugs standing there and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Lewis, are you also a being beyond ordinary people?"

Lewis’ heart trembled, he controlled his facial expression, smiled faintly, and said, “Why do you ask that?”

He knew that Stephanie might have come into contact with a supernatural being, but this was normal. Every year, many ordinary people were forced to come into contact with supernatural powers.

Although the vast majority of ordinary people know nothing about supernatural powers, there are always many "lucky people" every year who are forced to be involved in supernatural powers and survive.

Some of these lucky people will choose to continue exploring the extraordinary world and eventually become extraordinary people.

The rest will continue to live as ordinary people.

"Your billiards skills are so superb that you don't seem like a normal person, and so is your luck." Stephanie lowered her voice, as if she was afraid that the two thugs standing by the wall would hear it.

Lewis did not answer directly. For the extraordinary people, they would not easily communicate the news of the extraordinary world with ordinary people.

“It seems that you have experienced an unknown story.” Lewis put down the club and responded in the same low voice.

"Yes." Stephanie nodded gently, "Since coming to Enmat Port, I have experienced several incredible things and even paid a price for them."

Several times? ...Lewis noticed Stephanie's wording, it seemed that Miss Stephanie's coming here was not accidental.

Blinking his right eyelid three times in succession, Lewis turned on his psychic vision. In this state, he could see the color of Miss Stephanie’s aura.

In the psychic vision, Miss Stephanie's hands and feet were bright red, and her head and brain were bright purple, which meant that she was in good health.

Looking through the etheric body, he saw that the other person's astral body was dark, which represented negative emotions such as depression and sadness.

"It seems that Miss Stephanie has not been in Port Enmat for long." Lewis closed his spiritual vision and smiled indifferently.

"Yes, I just came to Enmat Port two years ago, encountered some unhappy things, and lost my freedom." Stephanie took the half cup of Southwell beer left by Lewis and drank it.

Her expression was serious, with a hint of sadness in it.

Lewis noticed the word "two years ago". Last time at the gathering on the "Black Pearl", an Intis man commissioned an investigation that happened two years ago, and the person being investigated was Wells Mond!

After wiping the cue with chocolate powder, Lewis continued to hit the billiard ball. He felt a little uneasy in his heart. Miss Stephanie seemed to be related to a supernatural event two years ago.

They are both from Intis, so perhaps Wells Mond and Stephanie have met and experienced the same extraordinary event.

Miss Stephanie was lucky, she survived the extraordinary event, but Wells Mond was unlucky, he lost his life in Enmat Harbor.

Miss Stephanie did not explain her experience in detail. She finished the half glass of beer, and her brow seemed to be covered with a bleak mist of sorrow.

(End of this chapter)