Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 234 It's Just Magic
Next, Lewis got acquainted with the man again. From the man's self-introduction, he knew that the man was the heir of Viscount Ian. Since he himself had an excellent brother, he himself had no chance to inherit Nobility, only a small part of the property can be inherited.

In many cases, the heirs of nobles also have a lot of helplessness.

Due to the fact that spring has just arrived, some yellow and uncleaned hay can occasionally be seen on the grass used as a golf course, and the busy staff is cleaning it.

Lewis played with Polly Ian. It was his first time playing golf, so both his hitting posture and his holding posture were not standard.

But with the ability of "machine", he can hit the ball to any angle without too much deviation.

"Boom!"

The golf ball flew out on impact, and Lewis hit it far, deliberately off the hole.

After all, the game wouldn't be very interesting if he always had a hole-in-one, and a ball game would be more interesting if it was evenly matched, and either too strong or too weak would cause the opponent to lose interest.

Polly Ian also gestured at the ball, and then sent the ball flying. His technique was not bad, and he was closer to the hole than Lewis.

After playing, he said excitedly:

"Emperor Russell is truly a genius, the golf game he invented perfectly fits my definition of a sport.

Wait for a while, and many noble ladies will also come. The essence of golf is to hit the ball into the hole under the admiration of those ladies. "

Lewis walked to where the golf ball landed for his second shot and agreed:
"Yes, there is no point in sport that cannot be appreciated."

He believed that Emperor Roselle had the same mentality as Polly Ian when he copied the sport, purely for the sake of being handsome among the nobles and getting the chance to sleep with wives and ladies.

After three strokes, Polly Ian won by a narrow margin, with a smug expression on his face.

Lewis casually praised the other party. If he wants to mix into the circle of high society, it is not enough to find someone to play a game with. He must also reflect his own value.

Value exchange, this is the ticket to mix into the high society of Backlund.

And Polly Ian in front of him happens to be the heir of a viscount, and he has the value of making friends. He will try to give the other party some benefits in order to break into the nobles.

Turning on his pocket watch, Lewis noticed that it was almost nine o'clock, which meant that Polly Ian's friends were coming soon, and he didn't have much time left.

"Mr. Polly, I don't know if you've heard of alternating current?" Lewis took the club and retreated to the shade to replenish some water.

"Alternating current? What is that?" Polly Ian had no idea and asked directly.

Don't you pay attention to this kind of things that change the times?No wonder you have no chance of inheriting the title at all.

Lewis rubbed the corners of his eyes, smiled, and said in a gentle voice:
"Alternating current is a new energy source. If you use it to light up the night, you will get dozens of times stronger light than gas lamps.

Even in the dark of night, you can get the same experience as during the day. In Intis, this energy is loved by ladies and ladies. "

Lewis' words seemed to arouse Polly Ian's interest. He looked at Lewis and asked:
"Is there really this energy? I mean, it's got to be at its best at a dinner party."

Of course, what he was referring to was being able to attract those beautiful ladies, so that he would have the opportunity to pursue someone he likes.

"You can try to collect information about this." Lewis smiled lightly, and it is enough to mention a few things about some things. If you say too much, you will always be suspected of having other purposes.

Of course, he did have a purpose.

Not long after, at nine o'clock, a group of people appeared on the court. Among them were men and women, but most of them were of extraordinary temperament.

Polly Ian greeted Lewis and mixed into the crowd. This was his team.

Lewis looked at the group of people, and suddenly couldn't help smiling. He saw Viscount Grelint, an acquaintance. Although it was the first time they met, he could recognize it at a glance with his own characteristics.

However, there was no Miss "Justice" Audrey in the crowd, otherwise, he would go to the bathroom to pray to Mister Fool right now, saying that Mister "Fate"'s favored person is in Backlund and needs Miss "Justice" to cooperate with something .

As noon approached, the number of people on the court began to increase, and Lewis left a little depressed.

Obviously the bait had been thrown out, but it didn't get the desired effect.

"I'm going to find a butler and some servants first, and rent a house in Queens or West End that is enough to show my status."

After changing back to his formal clothes, Lewis took the cane and thought about it in a bad mood.

He pushed open the door of the changing room, but suddenly felt a sense of crisis. Viscount Greint and the ladies surrounded Polly Ian, looking at a loss.

"It hurts... ah!" Polly Ian screamed, rolling on the ground.

Viscount Greint gritted his teeth. He walked into the changing room, took out a bottle of potion and poured it down after a few seconds, but the effect was not obvious.

"It's a curse, although I don't know which extraordinary person did it."

The moment he confirmed the situation, Lewis rushed over. He patted Grelint lightly, and said in a voice that only two people could hear clearly:

"Let me do it, I can handle this."

As he spoke, Lewis pulled out a few hairs from Polly Ian's hair, and then tore a piece of wood from the surrounding chairs.

He wrapped his hair around a wooden block, and used the power of the "Key of Light" to temporarily change Polly Ian's fate.

"laugh……"

Bright blue flames erupted from the block of wood, and it was quickly reduced to a pile of ashes, but Polly Ian had stopped screaming.

Glaint looked at Lewis in surprise. As a Sequence Nine "pharmacist", he could easily guess that Lewis' actions involved mystical power.

Obviously, Lewis is a transcendent of a higher level than him. I really don't know why such a transcendent appears in the club.

Before that, this extraordinary person had been playing golf alone.

Polly Ian had stopped screaming. He looked around and asked:

"What happened just now? I clearly saw that a piece of wood burned by itself."

"It's just a little bit of magic." Lewis took off his top hat and nodded slightly. It's always bad to expose extraordinary power to ordinary people, so he chose to give all the credit to Glaint's potion.

Grelint was greatly shocked, and he watched Lewis enter the restaurant of the club.

(End of this chapter)