Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

Pictures flashed through the standing full-length mirror, and Hermione finally obtained information about the Blue Star Brotherhood through divination, as well as clues about the Di Klay Resurrection Society. Unfortunately, I met too few relevant people, which led to the lack of too many important media for divination, so I could only find it in a roundabout way. Fortunately, I did not lack time.

The members of the Blue Star Brotherhood have to go to Langeburg to find them, and they have to make some preparations in advance. The oak barrel street looks quite neat, and it seems that these people have good taste. The next step is to find Lucy and see if there is really that famous girl organization behind her.

Palina, who was tied to the bed with a white cloth, kept squirming there and making whimpering sounds. His hands were tied behind his back, his feet were also trapped, and his mouth was gagged.

"I didn't expect you to be involved in so many things. Thank you for your help."

Hermione pulled back the gag in her mouth, a necessary grievance to prevent her from seeing the yelling.

"Ms. Austin, you don't need to say anything. No one can shake my devout faith. Just do whatever you want. I don't know where my handsome and very rich husband is called. I'm sorry."

After saying this, Palina Hill closed her eyes and looked like she was waiting to die. Hermione was amused by her again, but she didn't expect that this little girl had quite a lot of emotional drama.

"I won't tease you anymore. If you are still troubled by those strange sounds in the future, you can come to me. Do I look like that kind of bad person?"

After being unbound, Palina sat up on the bed. She had known better than to deliberately tease this woman, but she didn't expect that she would really hold a grudge and now she would not let go of her.

"Ms. Austin, are you the witch in the legend? I think you fit the bill. You can use magic, you are young and beautiful, but you are actually very old."

The last sentence came out of Palina's mouth when she realized something was wrong and she quickly covered her mouth and looked at Hermione pleadingly. She didn't mean it.

"Do you also want to become a witch? I think you have a lot of potential, so you can be ageless like me and become the beautiful older witch you imagined."

"Next time first, next time first, I'll give you a ride."

"You'd better stay here, don't forget you're still wearing your nightgown."

At Hermione's reminder, Palina took a look at what she was wearing. It was indeed not appropriate. When she raised her head again, she found that Hermione had disappeared. She lay on the bed with a sigh of relief, spreading her arms and legs in a big pattern.

'These people are really scary. If I had known better, I wouldn't have come to Kamari Town. 'She put her arm away, and there was a tiny red dot on it.

In the dessert shop on Leather Street, Lucy was passing the time here as usual. Fallon also had his own things to be busy with, so it was impossible for her to accompany him all the time.

A tall red-haired girl walked into the store door and immediately caught her attention. Apart from that girl, she couldn't think of anyone else here who had such a temperament.

Hermione also pretended to look at Lucy and nodded towards her in surprise. Sure enough, seeing that she was alone, Lucy waved to her to come and sit with her.

"Ms. Austin, don't you have to work today? Why didn't that person come?"

When she heard Lucy's teasing tone, she still cared about Dermot's attitude towards her before. "It's good to rest occasionally. After all, people are not machines. They can't be running all the time. You have to have some time for yourself."

"It just so happens that I haven't finished what I said before. We can continue chatting. I don't know why I want to say something to you. I also know that my own origin and identity are not good, so I am in awe of those ladies, lest I will So I offended them and returned to my previous life. My family also needs me to support them. You are different and have an equal attitude towards everyone."

"Maybe it's because I have experienced all kinds of things in the world. I think there is no difference between everyone. Death will treat everyone equally." Hermione planned to take it step by step. It would be best if she could use some words. If not, she would use some hair or something like that. Go back to divination to find something.

"Ms. Austin, although you are a very nice person, it can be seen that you have never experienced the feeling of 8 people crowded in a room, because you still have some beautiful fantasies. Whenever the cold wind blows, we can only hug each other. Staying in a pile of wheat straw, I can only eat a few pieces of potatoes and some bread crumb soup every day. So no matter what they say about me, I don't care, and you don't have to worry too much that I can't bear it, and it will be more painful. I’ve been through it all, it’s nothing.”

'That's not what I mean! 'Hermione complained internally that she had used the charm of goodwill in the wrong place and brought out someone's sad past. Why didn't she choose an audience in the first place so that she could heal the other person psychologically?

"I'm sorry, I didn't take your past into consideration. It was my fault." Hermione stroked her back and took the opportunity to take away a few hairs. She didn't know why she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, using her to treat her. I think this can be considered a kind of deception!

"It's nothing. These are all facts. There's nothing I can't say. I'm just like this." Lucy showed some generosity, and her originally depressed mood disappeared.

"Have you ever thought about yourself? Do you want to continue like this?"

"I don't know. These are quite far away for me, but they seem quite close. You are right. I will think about it carefully."

After chatting with Lucy for a while, Hermione said goodbye and left. Before leaving, Lucy once again invited her to visit her hometown of East Poole when she had time. "At least everyone won't be crammed into one room anymore."

Back on the street, Hermione glanced at the sky. The problem in Lingen Village should have been solved. Although it was a bit far away from here, she could still walk back. Then he took out a mirror to confirm. In the picture, Jorah and Flag were bandaged and sitting in an open carriage. There were several tied people in the iron cage at the back. Only Samant was sitting on the coachman like nothing was wrong. Sitting next to him.

Hermione was a little surprised that these people had not had any problems so far. The red color overflowing from the box in the middle seemed a bit strange. Since there were people from the church watching, she didn't have to worry too much.

What did the woman playing the flute say to herself, what did she hope I would like? If you like it, say it boldly, and behave like the Riddler all day long. I seem to understand Bruce Wayne a little bit.

She is a ball of pollution, and I am also a ball of controllable pollution. Is this the reason? I seem to have been involved in other people's struggles, and now I can only resort to tricks. I hope it's a surprise rather than a fright. I have to provide Dermot and the others with some means of protection when I get back!