Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 5 Important People
In the morning, Lewis woke up and had breakfast, trying to ignore the twisted, malicious gaze.

“Sister, maybe you should consider getting married. After all, you are not young anymore.” Lewis ate a special sandwich and pretended to chat with Mandy normally.

Mandy stood up and turned around. Her white dress looked like a blooming lotus. She smiled faintly and said, "How about I talk to you about marriage when you grow up a little bit?"

"We are brother and sister." Lewis swallowed his saliva, with an expression as if he was mesmerized by beauty.

"Damn Amon, he stole Mandy's identity and confused me." Lewis cursed Amon and the other party's clone in his heart and stuffed a sandwich into his mouth.

"We are not related by blood. Our parents have passed away one after another. You are my only important family." Mandy sat down and seemed to be in sadness.

Lewis didn't say much. As a dandy boy, if he performed too well, it would easily arouse Amon's suspicion.

After leaving the Night Vanilla District, Lewis took a public carriage. He wanted to go to the Goddess Church to confirm whether the real Mandy was still alive, but he remembered that Klein's party was usually scheduled at 3 pm on Monday.

"Let's go to Wharton Mansion on Mink Street." Lewis said to the driver. He wanted to speed up his action schedule, go to Wharton Mansion to chat with the young ladies in the morning, and go to the Goddess Church to pray in the afternoon.

The coachman muttered something of envy under his breath, then drove the carriage to Mink Street and stopped in front of Wharton Mansion.

Lewis paid sixpence and entered the nostalgic place.

The waiter took the clothes and gloves from Lewis, and Lewis entered Cherry's room as usual.

The rising sun shone in from the east window, making the room less dim. Lewis concentrated and was aware of the distorted and malicious gaze beside him, but he no longer felt any danger.

He rubbed his temples, sat in the sun and read the Backlund Daily, noticing the secret signal of the gathering of the old gentleman "Eye of Wisdom".

After a while, Cherry pushed open the door, and Lewis frowned slightly, and he sensed the vague sense of danger again.

Logically speaking, Cherry should have no reason to harm him, so the only problem could be that there was something wrong with Cherry herself.

"Mr. Lewis, you came really early today." Cherry pulled the curtain in the corner, changed into a dancer's costume, and put on makeup.

Lewis barely suppressed his uncontrollable desire. He poured two glasses of red wine and handed one to Cherie after she changed her clothes.

"The doctor said that my condition has improved a lot and I can drink some," Lewis explained.

"Cheers to Mr. Lewis." Cherie smiled sweetly and drank the red wine in one gulp.

Only after watching Cherry drink the red wine did Lewis drink it, confirming that Cherry really had no intention of harming him.

“Mr. Lewis, do you want to try something new today?” After drinking the red wine, Cherry’s cheeks flushed slightly. She bit Lewis’ ear and asked softly.

Lewis' heartbeat suddenly quickened a little. Under the side effects of the magical item, desire turned into a flood and almost drowned him.

Perhaps, it would be a good idea to indulge myself once now, just to deceive Amon.

However, he couldn't indulge in the gentleness of life. What he had to do now was to get rid of Amon as soon as possible and rescue the real Mandy. "Let's talk about the witch Sera. You know, I'm not well yet." Lewis opened the pocket watch on his chest, glanced at the time, and reminded.

Cherry sat on the bed with no interest and complained, "I knew you had changed your mind, but Sera doesn't just stay overnight."

"So, what are the conditions for Sera to stay overnight?" Lewis immediately became interested. To be honest, getting rid of Amon was indeed important, but he also wanted to try the taste of the witch.

According to Emperor Roselle, the taste of a witch is indescribably wonderful.

"It seems that it's not bad to indulge myself occasionally. Anyway, it's all the fault of the magical items. I don't know when I will die at the hands of Amon." Lewis secretly comforted himself. It was all Amon's fault, the mystery's fault, and the world's fault.

"Sera likes men with strength, and even more so men with talent. If you were a poet or a fighting champion, things would be much easier."

Lewis suddenly felt that he had hope. As a transcendent, he could become a master of fighting in a short period of time; as a time traveler, he had a rich reserve of poetry.

While thinking that his treatment didn't seem so bad, Lewis was thinking about how to write a classic poem that would make Sera welcome him with a wagging butt.

Cherry's expression gradually fell. She found a black book from the bookshelf, slapped it into Lewis's hand, and said, "Perhaps, you need a copy of "Selected Poems of Russell", which is what Sera likes more."

"Bad luck!" Lewis seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water. He suddenly forgot that there were many time travelers in this world, for example, the Emperor Roselle who showed off his 360-degree vision.

Lewis flipped through the thick volume of Russell's poems, and the more he read, the more distressed he became. Basically, all the famous poems were plagiarized by Emperor Russell. For a moment, he was left with only emotion.

It seems that tasting the witch's flavor is not something that a Sequence Eight with no background like him can do.

“Hehe…” Seeing Lewis’ frustrated look, Cherry covered her mouth and laughed, as if she had taken revenge.

Just after noon, Lewis went to the bathroom.

The most important part of playing Lewis is the irrepressible desire. If he always suppresses himself, sooner or later Amon's clone will find out the problem.

Well, find a way to get to know Sera, pretending that you have higher aspirations and no longer care about those mediocre women.

If that was really a genuine witch, perhaps she could help him deal with Amon's clone at a critical moment, according to his own calculations.

Lewis clenched his right hand. If the Amon who was monitoring him was just a clone of Sequence 7, he might have a chance to get rid of it with the help of magical items.

Inadvertently, Lewis's eyes flashed back to a dark night when Mandy carried him on her back with a high fever to look for a doctor everywhere; he remembered that when his adoptive parents died, Mandy hugged him tightly and comforted him that everything would be fine; he remembered that Mandy was obviously more sad than anyone else, but she held on to support their lives.

Lewis rinsed his palms. As the memories of the original owner of the body further integrated, Lewis was emotionally affected by memories that did not belong to him. Mandy was an important relative.

Although they are not related by blood, they are a part of Lewis' life.

After leaving the bathroom, Lewis asked for his top hat from the waiter, put it on, and took a carriage to the Goddess Church.

(End of this chapter)