Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 5 The Important Person
In the morning, Lewis woke up and ate breakfast, trying to ignore the twisted, malevolent gaze.

"Sister, maybe you should think about getting married, after all, you are not too young." Lewis ate a special sandwich, pretending to chat with Mandy normally.

Mandy got up and turned around. The white dress looked like a lotus flower in full bloom. She smiled lightly, "Then wait until you grow up, how about my sister talking to you about marriage?"

"We are siblings." Lewis swallowed, with an expression of being fascinated by beauty.

"Damn Amon, you stole Mandy's identity and messed with my mind." Lewis cursed Amon and his clone inwardly, and stuffed a sandwich into his mouth.

"We are not related by blood. Both your parents and mine have passed away one after another. You are my only important family." Mandy sat down, seeming to be in a state of sadness.

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

After leaving the night vanilla block, Lewis took the public carriage. He wanted to go to the Goddess Church to confirm whether the real Mandy was still alive, but remembered that Klein's party was usually scheduled for three o'clock in the afternoon on Monday.

"Go to the Wharton Mansion on Mink Street." Lewis said to the coachman. He wanted to strengthen his action time, go to the Wharton Mansion to chat with the young ladies in the morning, and go to the Goddess Church to pray in the afternoon.

The coachman whispered a word of envy and jealousy, then drove the carriage to Minke Street, and parked the carriage in front of the Wharton mansion.

Lewis paid sixpence and entered the haunted 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 noticed the distorted and malicious sight around him, but he didn't feel any danger.

He rubbed his temples, sat in the sun and read Backlund's daily newspaper, and noticed the secret sign of the "Eye of Wisdom" gathering.

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

It stands to reason that there should be no reason for Cherry to harm him, so it can only be that there is something wrong with Cherry herself.

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

Lewis barely suppressed the irresistible desire, he poured two glasses of red wine, and passed a glass to Cherie after she finished changing her clothes.

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

"Cheers to Mr. Lewis." Cherry showed a sweet smile, and she drank the red wine in one gulp.

Lewis didn't drink it until he watched Cherry drink the red wine, confirming that Cherry really had no intention of harming him.

"Mr. Lewis, do you want to play something new today?" After drinking the red wine, Cherry's cheeks were slightly flushed, she bit Lewis' ear, and asked softly.

Lewis' heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little, and under the side effects of the magical item, desire turned into a scourge that almost drowned him.

Perhaps, it's not bad to indulge once now, just to deceive Amon.

However, he can't indulge in the gentleness, and what he wants to do now is to get rid of Amon as soon as possible and save the real Mandy by the way.

"Let's talk about Sera the Witch. You know, I'm not in good health yet." Lewis opened the pocket watch on his chest, glanced at the time, and reminded.

Cherie sat on the edge of the bed in a lack of interest, and complained, "I knew you had a change of heart, but Sierra doesn't just spend the night casually."

"So, what about the conditions for Sera to stay overnight?" Lewis immediately became interested. To be honest, getting rid of Amon is really important, but he also wants to try the taste of a witch.

According to Emperor Roselle, the taste of a witch is an indescribable beauty.

"It seems that it's not bad to indulge once in a while. Anyway, it's all the fault of the magical item. I don't know when I will die at the hands of Amon." Lewis comforted himself secretly. It was all Amon's fault, and it was all mysterious. It's all the world's fault.

"Sierra likes men who are strong, and even more so when they are talented. If you're a poet or a champion fighter, it's a lot easier"

Lewis suddenly felt that he had hope. As an extraordinary person, he could become a master of fighting in a short period of time; as a time traveler, he had a wealth of poetry reserves.

Thinking that his own treatment didn't seem so bad, Lewis wondered how to write a classic poem that would make Serra welcome him with a wagging ass.

Cherry's complexion gradually turned down, she found a black book from the bookshelf, clapped it in Lewis' hands, and said, "Perhaps, you need a copy of "Selected Poems of Roselle", which Sierra prefers. of."

"Unlucky!" Lewis seemed to have been splashed with cold water. He suddenly forgot that there were many traversers in this world, for example, the 360-degree King Russell who pretended to be aggressive.

Flipping through the thick anthology of Roselle's poems, Lewis became more and more worried. Basically, Emperor Roselle plagiarized some famous poems, and for a while, he was only left with emotion.

It seems that wanting to taste the taste of a witch is not something that a Sequence Eight with no background can do.

"Giggle..." Seeing Lewis' frustration, Cherry covered her mouth and laughed, as if taking revenge.

Just after noon, Lewis went to the bathroom.

The most important part of playing Lewis is the uncontrollable desire. If he keeps suppressing himself, sooner or later Amon's avatar will discover the problem.

Then, find a way to get to know Sierra, pretend that you have a higher pursuit, and no longer look down on those vulgar fans.

If that was really a real witch, she might be able to help him deal with Amon's clone at a critical moment, under his calculations.

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

Inadvertently, a dark night flashed before Lewis's eyes. Mandy carried him with a high fever to look for doctors everywhere; he remembered that when his adoptive parents passed away, Mandy hugged him tightly and reassured him that everything would be fine; Mandy is obviously more sad than anyone else, but he insists on supporting the lives of the two of them.

Lewis rinsed his palm, and as the memory of the original owner of the body further merged, Lewis was emotionally affected by the memory that did not belong to him. Mandy was an important relative.

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

Leaving the washroom, he asked for a top hat from the waiter. After putting it on, Lewis took a carriage to the Goddess Church.

(End of this chapter)