Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 238 Common Sense
Lewis sat aside and drank some water, and replied in a condescending tone:
"People are always fickle. As long as we forbid him from meeting poor girls and give him a chance to meet better noble ladies, this relationship will soon disappear."

Polly Ian shook his head and said:

"It's impossible to find a better noble lady. Before meeting that poor woman, my friend liked the daughter of the Hall family, the most dazzling pearl in Backlund.

Even that pearl couldn't impress him, I can't imagine him falling in love with another noblewoman."

Hey, hey, hey, you weren't talking about Audrey, were you? You know a lot of people...

"Then I can't think of a more suitable way." Lewis stood up and hit the golf ball into a beautiful arc again.

He could try to use the "Fallen Harmonica" to help Polly Ian solve the problem, but he was unwilling to use this method that distorted human nature.

What's more, there is no shortage of mid- and high-level transcendents in the capital Backlund, and using the Fallen Harmonica is likely to attract other transcendents.

Not long after, Viscount Glint and a group of men and women also came to play ball. The noble ladies wore sportswear, revealing their snow-white skin.

Lewis played ball for a while and prepared to end his trip for the day and leave.

Not far away, Polly Ian suddenly fell to the ground, his body twitching and his face becoming increasingly uglier.

The noble ladies were frightened by this scene and subconsciously moved away from Polly Ian.

Greylint threw the golf club aside and quickly took Polly Ian into the lounge.

"I can't handle the curse. I can only go and call Mr. Lewis. We have to do it as soon as possible. This curse seems to be worse than the last one. If we delay any longer, he may die."

Grellint did not try to give Polly Ian the medicine because he knew that his potion would not have any effect.

Just then, the door of the lounge was pushed open and Lewis walked in. He was still wearing his sportswear, but he was holding a big gray rat in his hand.

"Mr. Lewis, please help him. He seems to be cursed again."

"I know." Lewis silently prayed, and a moment later, he saw the thread of Polly Ian's destiny connected to the gray mouse.

"He's recovered." Lewis said a little tiredly. This curse was much stronger than before, and the transfer of fate consumed a lot of his spiritual energy.

If the last curse was just a warning, this time the curse was really intended to kill Polly Ian.

As Lewis made his promise, Polly Ian's complexion gradually returned to normal and his breathing gradually became stable.

The gray mouse gradually turned black, its fur rotted, and it gave off a unpleasant fishy smell.

Greylint was shocked by Lewis's method. Transferring the curse to the mice was something that no ordinary extraordinary person could do.

"Mr. Lewis, I think Polly Ian must have encountered something terrible," said Greyrant.

Lewis nodded and said:
“You’d better find a way to understand his recent actions. I am almost certain that he has been involved in some extraordinary events recently.

By the way, he seems to have fallen in love with a poor girl. I have a feeling that there might be something wrong with that poor girl. You can investigate along this clue."

"I understand." Greylint agreed immediately.

Lewis had lunch at the club and returned to the hotel before 3pm. At 3pm, the crimson in front of him exploded, and Lewis was able to come above the gray fog to attend this week's Tarot Club.

Klein sat at the top of the long bronze table. The figures of the other members emerged one by one. Lewis discovered that there was one more figure in the Tarot Club.

Judging from the pattern on the high-backed chair, this member should be the vampire Emlyn. He had met Emlyn once before, but that was in the Harvest Church.

Klein introduced Emlyn as usual, and then began to read today's diary of Roselle.

After a long while, the Fool's reading time ended, and he chuckled:
"Ladies and gentlemen, you may now proceed with your communication for today."

Miss Justice looked at Derrick the Sun and asked:
"Mr. Sun, are you out of that cycle?"

Sun Derrick nodded first, then looked at Mr. Fate with gratitude and said:
"Thank you, Mr. Destiny. Thanks to your reminder, I was able to help the Chief break the cycle and find the key node of the Angel of Destiny."

"Very good." Lewis nodded and responded to Derrick.

He is indeed the Angel of Destiny. Mr. Destiny's judgments are always so accurate. He is indeed a secret existence who has lived for who knows how many years. His erudition is beyond my imagination... Klein couldn't help but think.

Emlyn the Moon set his sights on Mr. Fate, as he felt that his knowledge was not enough.

What cycle? What "fate" angel? Mr. Fate seems to know a lot of things. His status is second only to the "fool".

The combination of several key words made Emlyn realize that he might have accidentally participated in a remarkable event.

He raised his head silently. As the savior of the vampire race, this kind of event was in line with his identity.

Miss Justice also looked at Mr. Fate. If it weren't for Mr. Fate's reminder, they would never have thought of the Angel of Fate, let alone found a way to break the cycle.

She slightly changed her sitting posture, leaning towards him, and asked Derrick in a normal tone:

"What exactly happened?"

Derrick did not hide anything. He described exactly what he had done, emphasizing the fact that the little boy Jack came from Port Enmat and the mural related to the Angel of Destiny.

“The Chief told me that Ouroboros, the angel of destiny, is one of the eight angel kings who sit under the Lord.

When the 'Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God' was still watching over this earth, he was surrounded by many angels. There were eight leaders of the angels, the kings closest to the throne, including the sons of God, and these eight leaders were the 'Angel Kings'.

The one who created the looping space is, as Mr. Fate reminded me, the Angel of Fate, Ouroboros the Tail-Eater."

Audrey couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Mr. Sun, who are the other seven Angel Kings?"

Derrick shook his head. He didn't dare to ask the Chief, so naturally he didn't know the answer.

Mr. Destiny must know, but these questions are like common sense to Mr. Destiny, and he may not be interested in explaining... Audrey quietly raised her head and looked at Destiny with eager eyes.

(End of this chapter)