Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 247 Real Men

Under the cloak, Triss's face showed a trace of pain, but she quickly recovered and said coldly:
"Even if you don't tell me, I can still find out the result. Besides, the death of Prince Edessak is not a bad thing for me. On the contrary, I am very happy."

She was actually a bit arrogant, having done so much for Prince Edessak, and even willing to stay in the vortex of the struggle to investigate the truth. Sure enough, women who changed their gender were always prone to getting upset...

Lewis did not question Triss's ability, but changed the subject and said:
"I want to investigate what the Witch Cult has done in Backlund, and even destroy some of their plans. However, it is difficult for me to do it alone, and it is even difficult to find where they are hiding. In this regard, I hope to get your help."

Triss laughed out loud:
"Ha! What a foolish act! Your ability is far from enough to cause trouble to the Witch Cult."

After just a few words, Lewis began to realize that Triss did not yet have hatred towards the Witch Cult and George III. Perhaps she did, but it was not as strong as it should be.

Triss now is not someone who can be helped by just a few words, nor can she be easily moved.

Until Triss found herself falling in love with Prince Edessak...

"I suggest you see a doctor and take care of your body and your child. If you change your mind, you can contact Shirley. I look forward to working with you." Lewis retreated into the shadows, hiding his footsteps, and walked silently into the distance.

Triss was silent for a long time. She touched her lower abdomen and muttered to herself in a trance:
"I am pregnant?

How dare he lie to me! I am a man, a real man! "

She glanced viciously in the direction Lewis left, and a black flame ignited in her hand.

Lewis noticed Triss's abnormal behavior, but he didn't care. Triss's ability was not enough to cause him too much trouble.

The only problem is how to make Triss realize that she has fallen in love with Prince Edessak and is willing to take certain risks for revenge.

"She will definitely come back to me because of her personality."

Sneaking into the room where he lived, Lewis's face gradually returned to its original appearance. He was extremely confident that Triss would take revenge.

But now, he couldn't use Triss for the time being, so he had to find another way.

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On Thursday afternoon, most of the invitations had been sent out, and Lewis stood in the study, pacing back and forth.

Among them, several nobles clearly expressed that they would attend the dinner, but there was no response to more invitations.

Boom boom boom!
"Come in," Lewis called.

It was Butler Walsh who opened the door. He lowered his head slightly and said:
"Viscount Glint is waiting in the living room."

"I see." Lewis picked up the half-high silk hat on the coat rack, put it on, and went to the living room.

Viscount Glint was sitting in the living room, and Lewis's appearance made him stand up.

"The dinner will start at eight o'clock tonight." Lewis smiled.

"I'm very happy to attend this dinner, Mr. Lewis." Grallant paused and changed the subject:

"Several friends may not be able to come. Polly Ian is ill and he may not come."

"Sick?" Lewis looked at Grellant in surprise. You are a pharmacist, and you tell me that your friend is sick?
Graylint nodded. "Yes, I didn't expect his feelings for the witch. He hasn't seen the witch for a long time, and he can't eat, which causes his physical condition to get worse and worse." Lewis's face turned a little ugly. This was something he didn't expect. It was hard to imagine that a man would have such a strong attraction after becoming a woman. The witch was simply poisonous.

Of course, he couldn't let Shirley meet Polly Ian. Using a witch was not a decent thing to do. If it was discovered, it would arouse the vigilance of certain nobles.

"I hope he gets better soon." Lewis and Greylint talked about Backlund's condition and waited until after five o'clock in the afternoon before taking a public carriage to the winery.

The winery is a two-hour carriage ride from Queens, and the partygoers tonight will spend the entire night there.

By the time they arrived at the wine estate, the sun was about to set below the horizon. The servants were busy setting out the plates and food. There were many delicacies from Intis at the dinner.

The incandescent lamps have been lit up. It is the 15 servants who provide electricity for this dinner. They will be divided into three groups to take turns generating electricity and bring continuous light to the banquet.

Previously, Lewis had also considered using wind power, which would have made the entire dinner more elegant.

However, Backlund does not have a very windy climate, and using wind power to generate electricity could easily lead to a shortage of electricity.

A man with a mustache and monocle walked towards Lewis, followed by two servants.

"Mr. Lewis, I'm very happy to receive your invitation." The man with a mustache took off his tall hat and greeted Lewis.

"I'm also very happy to see you here, Baron Zachry." Lewis replied. The baron seemed to hold shares in the Anthracite Coal Company. Although he was only a baron, he was very rich.

Zakli waved to the servants behind him, and the two servants dispersed immediately. He said in a deep voice:
“Mr. Lewis, have you ever thought about doing other business and making a little money?”

“Of course, you know, we businessmen are all for profit.” Lewis lowered his voice and said with an extremely interested attitude.

“I just happen to have a good business here. I only need to take a little risk and sell some weapons to West Balam, and I can make at least 10,000 pounds!

This is not necessarily less profitable than AC power, and you only have to take a small portion of the risk. "

Lewis frowned. He certainly knew what selling arms meant. It represented huge profits and official support.

There is no doubt that the sale of arms was also something that King George III condoned. In order to promote himself as the "Black Emperor", the king was doing a series of things that were despised by others.

Seeing Lewis hesitated, Zachli smiled faintly and reminded:
"Don't worry about answering immediately. Just give me the answer within a week. You can have your servant deliver the letter to me."

"Okay, I am indeed a little hesitant. The benefits are exciting, but I have never done similar business before." Lewis smiled and agreed.

If he conducts gun sales a few more times, he might be able to get in touch with the person behind the scenes, and maybe find Ince Zangwill.

But this requires a certain price.

In fact, there weren’t too many gaps that I needed to fill. The reason I finished it was that my results were too bad.

Up to now, the average subscription is 160, for a fan fiction. This result is really not very good, and it is almost not even qualified for full attendance.

But after all, this is the first contract signed at the starting point, so it must be completed from beginning to end.

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(End of this chapter)