Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 235 Hosting a Party
Lewis ordered a beef sandwich for lunch. Compared to Index, Backlund's restaurant always lacked music and romance.

After all, the customs in the Kingdom of Loen are relatively conservative. There are many followers of the Goddess of Night here, and they attach more importance to family and marriage.

Viscount Glint deliberately sat at a table with Lewis. He asked the waiter for a steak and asked in a cold voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Sir, why did you come here, and why did you try to get close to Polly Ian?"

He is very perceptive. I always thought that Greylint was just a funny guy following Miss Justice.

Lewis cleared up his prejudices, paused to eat, and wiped the food residue from the corners of his mouth:

"Maybe you misunderstood me, but I'm just a businessman who wants to come here to make some investments."

"Just an investment? So, you are not cursing Polly Ian?" Greyrant asked again.

You have a very dark mind, no wonder Miss Justice has no interest in you...

Lewis secretly complained about Greylint, then said:
"That kind of despicable method will only damage the reputation of a businessman. What's more, Polly Ian is my friend!"

Lewis's face darkened, warning Grallant in this way not to slander.

He didn't have a bad impression of Greylint, but now he was more interested in Polly Ian. The curse that was attached to Polly Ian must have come from a supernatural being, and mentioning curses inevitably made people think of witches and demons.

And the one he was looking for was also the Witch Cult.

"I see. I'm sorry for my previous misunderstanding."

Grellant breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up his knife and fork, ready to start with the steak on the plate. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and asked again:

"I haven't asked for your name yet?"

"Lewis Harvey." Lewis did not hide anything. He even took out his ID from his pocket and subconsciously wanted to show it to the other party.

After all, having just obtained a fake identity, one will subconsciously want to cover up something.

Grellant had no intention of taking Lewis's ID, but when he heard the name Lewis Harvey, he subconsciously flipped open the document and took a look.

"So you are the father of alternating current, Mr. Lewis Harvey!

I've heard about the alternating current you invented. It's definitely an invention that can change the times. It might even solve Backlund's smog problem.

Perhaps you don’t know that 50,000 people died in the Backlund smog incident not long ago. This is a terrible number. "

"Fifty thousand people?"

Lewis frowned. He certainly knew about the Backlund smog incident, and he knew that it involved the Witch Cult and the royal family. He even tried to remind Klein.

He had no power or opportunity to change this event, and now hearing the death toll, he felt shocked.

Grellint sighed softly and said:

"Yes, this is very sad news, but unfortunately I can't do anything about it."

"It's good that you have this wish. God will definitely reward you for your kindness." Lewis the charlatan said.

After a pause, Lewis tapped the table and said seriously:

"Lord Greylint, please allow me to formally invite you to the party I am hosting. You will see the changes brought about by alternating current."

Grellint's body trembled slightly, and he agreed:

"I will definitely go and bring my friends with me."

Lewis chatted with Grallant for a while, and then left the club after lunch. His luck today was not bad, and Viscount Grallant was a big fish. "This dinner is more of an AC exhibition. I need to show my strength as much as possible, and it would be best if I could summon Miss Justice.

Through this dinner, I may be able to blend into the local aristocratic circle."

For a businessman who is about to host a dinner party, appearance is of top priority, which means that matters concerning the butler and servants cannot be delayed any longer.

Lewis did not intend to put an advertisement in the newspaper or just find a butler. After all, the butler's behavior represented the dignity of the master. A butler with poor manners would find it difficult to live up to his reputation as the "Father of Alternating Current."

To this end, he found a carriage on the side of the road, got on the carriage and silently recited the divination words.

As the cane fell, it pointed to the northwest.

After several twists and turns and more than an hour's drive, Lewis was able to get off the carriage in Cherwood.

He arrived at an ordinary two-story house and rang the doorbell.

"Cuckoo!"

The mechanical bird popped out from above the door frame, which looked kind of cute.

Not long after, a man in a suit with graying sideburns opened the door. He looked at Lewis and asked:

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

Lewis' inspiration reminded him that the man in front of him was the answer to the divination.

He took off his hat and chuckled:
"I am a Loen merchant who just returned from Intis. I am now looking for an excellent butler."

"Businessman?" The man with gray hair on his temples looked at Lewis doubtfully. In his eyes, Lewis was too young and didn't look like a seasoned businessman at all.

At least, he doesn't look like a businessman who can afford a butler and servants.

Lewis shrugged, and he handed over his ID and an Intis newspaper in a bored manner, saying:
"As you can see."

The man with gray hair on his temples took a look at the photo in the newspaper and confirmed Lewis's ID. He finally realized that the man in front of him was indeed a great businessman, even though he was so young.

He straightened his back silently, invited Lewis in, and brewed the black tea himself.

Lewis tasted a sip of black tea and thought the craftsmanship was pretty good. Of course, the skill of making tea should be the job of servants, and the butler needs to have a certain amount of social experience and a sense of the overall situation.

The man with gray hair bowed to Lewis and said:

"I'm Walsh Div. I used to work in Baron Zachley's mansion and have extensive experience."

Baron Zachary, who is that?
Although Lewis didn't know Baron Zachley at all, his good acting skills made him calm and said coldly:

"very good!

I need a housekeeper like you who has rich experience. The salary will be the same as when I worked at Baron Zakley's mansion."

"Thank you very much for your generosity. I won't let you down," said Walsh Div.

He used to work in Baron Zackley's mansion and was proud of his work, but until half a month ago, Baron Zackley fired him casually without even a reason.

This made him very uneasy, and he even keenly realized that something big might have happened to Baron Zachley, which was why he fired a butler so hastily.

After all, butlers are different from ordinary male servants, and each butler is irreplaceable.

Even if someone is to be fired, they will prepare for the handover long in advance and will never do it so casually.

(End of this chapter)