Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 20 The Goddess Took It Away

Since he no longer planned to believe in the Goddess of Night, Lewis felt that he should convert to a more influential righteous god, or, alternatively, convert to the Eternal Sun.

Thinking of this, Lewis suddenly wanted to praise the sun. Although the Sun Domain was a bit expensive, the Eternal Sun should be very rich accordingly. After all, the authority of that true God included the identities of the God of Contract and the Guardian of Business.

If the object of prayer today was the Eternal Sun, perhaps the ten thousand pounds would have been obtained instead of being thrown out by the goddess during the ceremony.

“Forget it. Actually, the goddess is not bad. At least She once saved my life from Amon.” Lewis felt the burning sensation in his lower abdomen, and he decided to go to Wharton Mansion to deal with some personal matters.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the carriage stopped in front of Wharton Mansion. Lewis got off the carriage and walked into the mansion.

"Is Ms. Serra here?" Lewis asked, throwing his coat and hat to the waiter.

"Please go to Ms. Sera's room. I think she has been waiting for you for a long time." The waiter lowered his head slightly and said sincerely.

Lewis couldn't wait any longer. He suppressed the side effects of the magical item and went to Ms. Sera's room.

The mid-afternoon sun shone into the room. Sera was sitting in front of the dressing table. She was wearing a black silk tight skirt. She leaned forward slightly and applied lipstick on her lips in front of the mirror.

"Welcome, Mr. Lewis." Seeing Lewis come in led by the waiter, Sera stopped what he was doing.

"Nice to see you again, Miss Sera." Lewis bowed slightly and greeted her excitedly. Sera had a great figure and looked like she could give birth to a son.

"Please sit down, let's play a game of Roselle chess first, it's very interesting." Sera asked Lewis to sit down and took out a box of chess pieces, which contained 32 pieces in black and white.

Lewis twitched his lips. Isn't this just chess? Emperor Roselle actually changed his name to Roselle Chess. He is so narcissistic.

Placing the chess pieces on the board, Lewis almost subconsciously thought of various chess moves and coping methods. As a "machine" of destiny, he himself possessed extraordinary computing ability, which was determined by his own characteristics.

Lewis knew he could easily beat Serra, but as a rational gentleman, he decided to maximize his benefits.

Sera moved the chess piece confidently. She admired Emperor Roselle very much and had done a lot of research on Roselle chess. In fact, she had played chess with more than one guest, and even real chess players praised her level.

As the number of chess pieces on the board decreased, Sera gradually realized Lewis's extraordinaryness. She thought she had a deep understanding of Russell chess, but she could not win easily.

"Mr. Lewis, I won." After Lewis's clever release, Sera won the victory with difficulty. She announced her victory with a little joy. The success achieved after hardships always makes people particularly excited.

“Miss Sera is really good at Roselle chess. I didn’t expect that I would lose.” Lewis sighed with a regretful expression.

"Mr. Lewis is also very good." Sera poured two glasses of red wine. She handed one of them to Lewis and said, "Let's toast to Russell chess and the great Russell!"

Lewis drank and spent more than three hours with Sera, staining the velvet quilt with smell, and then left satisfied.

By the way, I would like to sigh again: Emperor Roselle is right, the taste of the witch is amazing!

After Lewis left, Sera tasted the red wine contentedly. Being a prostitute in Wharton Mansion helped digest the potion, and she could also meet many nobles and celebrities, which would help improve her status in the Witch Church. Suddenly, Sera licked the corner of her mouth and said to herself, "Mr. Lewis is great. There are few men as knowledgeable and strong as him, and they have similar hobbies to me."

"Ms. Sera, there is a letter for you." A waiter suddenly rushed in and handed Sera a letter.

Sera took the envelope and opened it, her expression suddenly changed, and she murmured, "She actually wanted to do such a stupid thing!"

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The afternoon sun was nice, but Lewis always felt that today's experience was not very good. Sera played chess very slowly, as if she knew that he had a strong desire and was deliberately teasing him.

"The core of witch roleplay is to bring pain to people. The Pleasure Witch is no exception. Indulging in desire is also a kind of pain. Sera should have been roleplaying just now. She has reached Sequence 6, so she has some understanding of roleplaying."

Lewis twitched his lips as he thought about the characteristics of the witch. When he was feeling proud of getting something for free, maybe Sera was laughing at his naivety.

While walking on the road, Lewis suddenly felt a sense of tiredness. This was not fatigue after exercise, but a prompt from the soul.

Realizing that someone was trying to contact him, Lewis hurriedly got on a public carriage and took a nap in it.

Passing through the pure white in front of him, Lewis saw the empty streets of Tingen City. He took off his hat, bowed slightly, and said:
"Mr. Pales, it's been a long time. I thought you were hiding because you were afraid of Amon."

“Young man, I advise you not to try to anger an angel.” Pales snorted coldly. Lewis’ ridicule made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Lewis shrugged and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I noticed that you defeated Amon's clone. You must return the deception spell to me." Pales Zoroast said seriously.

Lewis's face darkened. He had risked his life to save the Fraud Talisman. How could he possibly return it?

That was one of the few powerful and practical extraordinary items in his hands.

"In fact, I have wanted to return the talisman to you for a long time, but the goddess took the talisman away. You know, it is a little reward for the goddess saving me." Lewis lied, and the characteristics of the "machine" made him lie without blushing or heart beating.

Pales' face darkened. How could the Goddess of Night covet a fraud spell? It was obvious that Lewis lied because he was unwilling to hand over the spell.

The old angel Pales was helpless. He wanted to know why the goddess saved such a thing and made it her follower.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave. Amon stole the fate of my sister Mandy Harvey. I must go find my dear sister. After all, I am a person who values ​​love and friendship." While Pales was not paying attention, Lewis directly exited the dream.

"Lewis Harvey." Pales remembered the name. If he hadn't recovered his strength, he would have stolen something from Lewis and taught him a lesson.

The carriage jolted, and Lewis slowly woke up from his dream. He touched the fraud charm placed close to his body, and felt a sense of accomplishment in protecting his property.

(End of this chapter)