Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 195 You Came at the Right Time

Looking at those pure and beautiful female workers in the textile factory, Lewis couldn't help asking:
"Is Baron Reagan's behavior too much? Does law enforcement not care?"

York shook his head and reminded in a low voice:

"Your sympathy may be misplaced, Mr. Charlotte.

They are not forced to. Attending this kind of party is a dream opportunity for countless female workers. They can taste sweets and chocolates that they have never eaten in their entire lives, and they can dress up far more beautifully than usual.

Even, if any female worker is favored by someone with status and becomes a mistress, it can change the fate of her life. "

Lewis slowly loosened his clenched fist, and York's reason convinced him that he had taken it for granted just now.

Borrowing the ability of the "machine", Lewis regained his sense of normalcy. He passed through the crowd and attracted the attention of many girls.

The party outside the castle is not Lewis's home field, but inside the castle.

Those who are invited by Baron Reagan, those who have status will communicate inside the castle. Occasionally, a man will come out if he is interested, and will try to invite a female worker.

Tonight's party will last until dawn. This is a special carnival between the upper class.

The last ray of sunshine dissipated on the other side of the Saipan River. The dinner in the castle had more advanced wines, mellow caviar, and the top black truffles.

The ladies here are dressed in luxurious and beautiful clothes, and many men wear white wool wigs, talking and laughing with the ladies, or sending warm invitations.

There are enough rooms here, so that those who want to rest can find a place anytime and anywhere.

Lewis followed everyone with inspiration, and he didn't dare to turn on his vision rashly. This didn't rule out that he might see something he shouldn't see, which would put him in danger.

A woman in a lace-embellished hat gazes at Lewis intently and coquettishly.

Lewis looked at the lady. For some reason, he found her very attractive.

Although the lady was indeed beautiful, Lewis, who was used to seeing beautiful women, should not have a particularly good impression.

"It's her own problem, it's the extraordinary power that attracted me!"

Lewis immediately suppressed the desire in his heart, he looked away, smiled slightly, and said to York:
"What a charming lady."

Lewis' voice entered his mind, and York woke up from his dreamy state, with an excited expression, and explained:
"Mr Lewis, that's Mrs Dale, Mrs Boris MP.

Of course, she is also a real celebrity, and many nobles and rich people have bowed down under her pomegranate skirt. "

Senator Boris...Lewis nodded. This Mrs. Dale indeed has a lot of scandals, and she is a veritable "famous lady".

He picked up a glass of bright red wine from the table, then his face sank, and he put the wine down.

"Don't touch the wine here, it's adulterated."

Lewis reminded Boris in the lowest voice that the wine here was contaminated with the mother tree of desire, and he could feel it even without turning on his spiritual vision.

There were so many people at the scene, and many of them had already had a drink. It was hard to imagine what it would look like after a while.

However, this also confirmed Lewis' conjecture that Baron Reagan was indeed spreading the pollution of the Mother Tree of Desire.

Perhaps, the other party is using this thing as an addictive substance, and in order to sell it, they have to raise "addicts" first.

After a while, many gentlemen and ladies had gone to the room, and the number of people in the party hall began to decrease.

Lewis' condition was not very good. He barely suppressed the desire in his heart. After taking the pollution, the people around him would spread out unconsciously. Even those who didn't take it would be tortured by desire.

As for York, this low-sequence transcendent had already entered the small room with a certain noble lady.

"I'm careless. I didn't expect that Baron Reagan would dare to add contamination to his drink. Now I can't stay here. If I behave too special, I will definitely be targeted."

Suddenly, Lewis noticed that Mrs. Dale was approaching him, and the other's fingers brushed his shoulder lightly, which made his skin crawl.

"Sir, you really fascinate me." Mrs. Dai'er smiled with her eyes narrowed into crescents.

"This beautiful lady, you fascinate me even more." Lewis briefly exchanged pleasantries with Mrs. Dale, and he invited her to the castle room.

The light of the gas lamp kept jumping, and Mrs. Dale's posture was charming. She hooked her fingers and signaled Lewis to come forward.

Lewis leaned against the wall, and took out a copper whistle from his pocket. He blew the copper whistle, and a sense of coldness swept through the room.

Miss Elana came out from the wall. After seeing the disheveled Mrs. Dale, she twisted her head and turned to look at Lewis, and whispered:

"I think... I came at the wrong time."

Lewis' complexion darkened, and Mrs. Dale, who was sitting on the bed, had already shown resentment and terror in her eyes, and she saw the messenger.

At the same time, the other party's temptation to him became stronger.

He hurriedly said to Elana: "You came at the right time, quickly take away the desire on my body, quickly!"

Miss Elana raised her tail, Lewis felt his body lighten suddenly, and entered the sage mode, which gave him the confidence to face Mrs. Dell.

"Ma'am, don't seduce me anymore, now you are like a pile of pollutants in front of me, with a disgusting smell all over your body."

While chattering, Lewis opened the lead box in his pocket, and held a harmonica in his hand. This harmonica can arouse negative desires deep in people's hearts.

Mrs. Dai'er's face was pale, and a blue flame was lit on her body, and a strong sulfur smell permeated the luxurious room.

"You dare to insult me? Then..." Mrs. Dai'er had sharp horns growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there were mysterious patterns flickering on the horns. She shouted the last words in the most ugly and vicious voice. word:

"die!"

Almost at the moment before Mrs. Dale uttered the word, Lewis blew the harmonica, and the two voices mixed together and exploded.

The air wave generated by the explosion blasted the ground between the two into a pothole, and the pothole extended upwards and downwards, piercing through the ceiling and the ground below.

Facing this terrifying destructive power, Lewis just smiled lightly and reminded:
"I don't want to fight against you, I just came to the party."

He is confident to get rid of the female demon in front of him, but what about after that?

Of course he can escape, but as long as he returns to his original appearance, no one will know that Charlotte Moriarty is Lewis Harvey.

However, if this is the case, York, who brought him here today, will be miserable, and will definitely suffer revenge from Baron Reagan.

(End of this chapter)