This time, I won't be the devil.

If you continue walking northwest, you will arrive at the downtown area. Although it is late at night, the place is still brightly lit and bustling with people.

On the streets of the downtown area, you can see performance artists in strange costumes, street performers playing music, touring circuses and girls handing out small cards.

As for entertainment facilities, there are large casinos, bars, izakayas, dance discos and other places.

The downtown area of ​​the music capital at night is like a low-profile version of Las Vegas. The bright lights, loud music, and noisy crowds together form a bizarre scene.

"Ahhh, it's over! I lost a whole 30! My life is over!"

At the entrance of the casino, a man who lost money playing marbles was crawling on the ground like a maggot, shouting in despair.

"Hey? Why is this boiled water tasteless?"

A drunk who had lost his sense of taste and was talking nonsense bumped into a roadside pillar.

"The world's cutest beautiful girlきゃにょんです! Uncle, uncle, can you pick me up and take me home?"

A girl dressed very coolly was holding a sign to recruit her own owners.

The downtown area of ​​the music capital is also full of vitality tonight, with everything competing for development.

But Sherlock did not stop and continued to head northwest.

After crossing two streets, they arrived at a new place.

This place is completely different from the adjacent downtown area. The lighting here is dim and exudes an ambiguous atmosphere.

Pink magic stone lamps are installed on the walls and pillars. The few dim street lights illuminate the signs in the shape of bright red lips or fresh fruits. There are also staff members dressed in colorful clothes at the door of the store, soliciting customers.

The clothing is mainly dresses that expose the waist and back, in addition to which various uniforms are also available. The staff members stop the customers walking on the street, showing a charming or teasing smile, and chat with the smirking customers for a few words, and then hold hands or hug the waist, and then go into their respective stores.

To put it bluntly, this is a red-light district.

Because of the shadow perception, Frey's five senses were particularly strong at this time. The plump breasts and thighs of the women were faintly visible and swaying everywhere in his vision.

The ambiguous conversations coming from all directions and the charming moans flowing from houses and street corners interfered with hearing, and the smell of alcohol and perfume in the air also assaulted the nose.

In such a complex environment, the effectiveness of using shadow perception to track a specific target will naturally be greatly reduced, and it will also cause mental pollution to oneself.

Frey had no choice but to narrow the range of his perception and quicken his pace to follow Sherlock.

There are various architectural designs in the red-light district, including wooden Japanese-style buildings, high-end luxury clubs, B&B-style private spaces, etc. This is also a differentiated treatment made to please the guests.

At the entrance of each street there is a small hall, with several men in neat suits standing at the door, and a sign that reads:

[Inside the case without information]

This is a place that provides free consultation and introduction to tourists who are new to the place and feel overwhelmed... Although it appears to be like this on the surface, in reality, they are pimps responsible for luring people into the store.

Most of these shops cooperate with local gangs. While collecting protection fees, they also maintain basic order to prevent tourists who do not know the rules from causing trouble.

This kind of information center without any information is the contact point of the gang.

After walking into a secluded street deep in the red-light district, Sherlock stopped and began to look around.

Although Frey had disguised himself, there was still a risk of being recognized if their eyes met. He turned around quickly and almost bumped into the person walking towards him.

At the moment when they were almost facing each other, Frey kicked the ground and dodged with his agility, and in the end they only brushed shoulders.

In order to avoid being discovered, Frey decided to blend in with the other guests for a while and walked towards a nearby shop.

I glanced at the sign and saw that the name of the store was [Backstreet Girls].

After Frey hid under the eaves of the shop, Sherlock also walked into the information center at the other end of the street and greeted the pimp at the door.

A moment later, a man who looked like a gang leader walked out of the police station and exchanged secret signals with Sherlock.

They spoke in slang and used gestures, making it impossible for Frey to decipher the content of the conversation immediately.

Just as Frey was staring at Sherlock, the person who almost collided with him just now walked in front of him.

She was a tall beauty wearing seductive clothes. A little clothing covered her slender waist, boldly showing her brown skin. Her long black hair fell down to her hips. Except for the fact that she had no breasts, her figure was perfect.

But Frey was now busy observing the blond man in the distance, and the woman in front of him would only be in the way.

Seeing that Frey was unmoved, the woman narrowed her eyes, studied his face, and then smiled.

She immediately moved closer, put her hands around Frey's waist, and felt the other's soft legs on her thighs.

But when "she" started talking, Frey couldn't hold it anymore.

"Handsome guy, don't you want to go into the store and take a look?"

A male voice came out of the "beauty's" mouth.

If you look closely, you can see that the skeleton of this girl is more exaggerated than that of an ordinary woman.

In other words, this is actually a transgender person in the physical sense.

Frey really wanted to get rid of this demon, but in order to continue collecting intelligence, he couldn't make any noise and expose himself.

Faced with Frey's motionless state, the other party seemed to think that he was shy, so his actions became more and more intimate.

"My name is Mary. To be honest, I like you very much. I can give you half price..."

As the warm breath brushed against her cheek, Mary followed Frey's gaze and saw Sherlock in the distance.

"So you already have someone in your heart. What a pity."

It seems that I have been mistaken for a gay stalker.

Just when Frey thought Mary would give up, she suddenly put on an elder's tone and reminded him:

"If you like someone, you can't just watch from afar. You have to take the initiative. Let me help you."

"Then we can go together as three people." After saying that, Mary was about to go and say hello to Sherlock, but Frey quickly stopped her.

Since they had already attracted the attention of the surrounding customers, Frey had no choice but to walk into the store and then rented a room by the window on the second floor to continue observing.

In the pink room, Frey stared at Sherlock silently through the window, and took out a notebook to record his conversation and gestures with the gang leader.

Three minutes later, they seemed to have reached an agreement. Sherlock handed over the briefcase in his hand and left quickly.

Since the two people were speaking in code the whole time, the specific content of the transaction cannot be deciphered for the time being. We can only roughly infer that it is related to food, supplies and the like.

Considering that rash action might alert the enemy, and that it was already late today, Frey planned to leave first after memorizing the appearance and panel information of the gang leader.

But when he was about to get up, he suddenly felt something strange in his body. At the same time, the door of the room was opened and Mary, who was prepared, walked in.

For some reason, Frey always felt that the woman in front of him was more attractive than before, and her whole body exuded temptation.

Mary walked to the bed and pressed herself against Frey. The fragrance in the room mixed with the aroma so close to her made her feel dizzy and dazed.

Gender doesn't seem to be that important anymore...

Of course, it was impossible for Frey to change his orientation in such a short time. After comparing all the differences before and after, he immediately realized that there was something wrong with the aroma coming from the ventilation duct in the room, and it was very likely that it contained aphrodisiac.

Because his attention was focused on Sherlock, he temporarily ignored the tricks of this kind of store.

Frey took a breath, and as the aroma entered his nasal cavity, his body became even hotter, and it seemed as if insects symbolizing desire were crawling all over his limbs.

If he stayed in the room any longer, he would soon lose his mind.

There was no other way. I could only beat away the demon that was clinging to me, and then break through forcefully.

A true egalitarian, Frey would mercilessly elbow anyone he met, no matter who he was.

Although doing so would offend the gangs and cause a commotion, it was still better than being drugged and losing her virginity in a confused state.

Moreover, according to Bondoli's laws, it is illegal to use aphrodisiacs without the customer's consent.

Just as Frey concentrated his strength on his arms and prepared to punch, a familiar voice rang in his mind:

Tip: The talent [Wholehearted Yearning] has been activated.

At the same time, Frey's consciousness immediately returned to calm.

He seemed to have transformed into a great sage who had seen through the world in an instant, and all the sounds and sights before him could no longer disturb his mind.

It seems that the excessive amount of aphrodisiac fragrance was judged as the [Charm] effect, and was thus eliminated by [Devotion].

Noticing the change in Frey's eyes, Mary froze for a moment out of confusion. Frey seized the opportunity to get up and leave the room.

"I've decided to be with the person I like for the first time." He waved his hand and walked away.

Looking at Frey's handsome back, Mary fell into deep self-doubt.

The aphrodisiac was naturally put there by her. Unlike other normal shops, this "Back Street Girls" is owned by a gangster boss, so it specializes in illegal activities that cheat people.

She came to the red light district to vent after a breakup, but ended up falling for the aphrodisiac, being controlled by gangsters, and left with a lot of debt, eventually ending up like this.

I didn't expect that the man just now could overcome the aphrodisiac with his willpower.

Considering that he was always looking at the other blond man, it seemed that there must be a deep love affair between them.

"Is this the power of love?"

……

After returning to the hotel, Frey first passed by Sherlock's room. Because the door was closed and the curtains were drawn, he could not detect what was going on inside.

But before starting the tracking, Fred used a steel wire to tamper with the door lock and slightly adjusted the angle of the door handle.

At this time, the handle returned to its original position, indicating that Sherlock had returned.

After confirming this, Frey returned to his room, washed his body and clothes, and eliminated all traces of going out before lying down on the bed to rest.

It is now certain that Sherlock of the Hayek Group has made some kind of deal with the underworld.

Moreover, the store just now was also managed by that group of gangsters. The fact that they illegally used aphrodisiacs might be used as a handle in the future.

[Devoted Wholeheartedly] This talent of ignoring enchantment once caused great trouble to Frey, the Demon King, but today he received help from it.

Speaking of the object of the hero's admiration, her former lover Midori is still in the hands of the cultists.

In a sense, this is a talent that was born with her.

Another reason why Frey accepted this commission was that he wanted to meet the hero's ex-lover and learn more about the hero's life from her, which would also be helpful in studying the hero's abilities and skills.

Frey already had a few guesses about where the cultists were hiding, but that would require further investigation tomorrow.

I hope Miss Midori hasn't been killed by the cultists yet.

Thinking about these things, Frey fell asleep.

Because he slept too late, he was woken up by Noelle the next day. It was already 9 o'clock in the morning and the canonization ceremony of the performer was about to begin.

Didoris had left early to attend the ceremony.