Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

The rainy days in a row for several days have made the autumn cold a bit worse, and the originally cool summer clothes have turned into the thick clothes of early winter. The heavy rain at the beginning has turned into a light drizzle now. Geisler, who came back on the way, originally planned to hold two more games for investors and partners, but now he can only put it on hold and go elsewhere.

After Hermione finished assigning homework to Hans, she came to the new floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony on the second floor. The light raindrops outside hit the stone handrail. The flowers decorating the flower plate had withered, and the green leaves were a little dark yellow. The looming sea level in the distance is filled with white mist, as if solidified.

A carriage below drove off the somewhat muddy road and returned to the gate. Dermot had a gathering with Ortel and the others today, but he didn't expect it to end so soon. Hermione thought she only came back in the afternoon, so that she could still use the connection in the mirror world to talk to Palina or Lucy.

Because Palina took over the singing to open the football match, she could only continue to wait here for the sunny day of the match. The management gave her some extra compensation for the delay. She usually respected and feared Hermione who suddenly appeared. No habits.

Hermione also hummed some good songs she had heard before and asked her to compose the music and sing it to her officially. Also, she must not be allowed to sing that pornographic tune again, otherwise she will be taught a lesson. Palina was hung up several times because of this. If we want to take the formal route in the future, it is better to remove these things as soon as possible.

Tough spider silk appeared in Hermione's hands, and she could feel that her strength had recovered a little. The seal left by Mr. Fool seemed to have self-awareness, rebalancing the imprint left by the original witch according to her own recovery, and restoring herself. Corresponding strength.

As for the annoying crystal that was also wrapped in the body, it was probably made by the original witch using her high status to target herself, so she could suppress herself and invalidate the witch's abilities. See if you can absorb it in the future and use it to steal part of the original witch's power, just as compensation for yourself.

Or if you see that hidden existence that pleases your eyes, give it to Him to play with. Hermione felt uncomfortable thinking about going back without revenge.

Through several exchanges with Lucy, Hermione also initially grasped some information about the famous organization behind her. It seems that the scope behind it is quite wide.

Use your mistress to influence those in power, try to make policies that are beneficial to you, predict and avoid the dangers that will follow, and maximize your profits no matter what.

It had to be said that people everywhere were like this. Hermione thought of the ancient people who curry favor with high-ranking people by giving them concubines, and then throw them away casually, just like a piece of merchandise.

After asking, Hermione felt a little guilty for some reason. Lucy was able to tell her what was on her mind so quickly because she used charm on her.

There is no burden on the villain himself, but Lucy is obviously a self-reliant person. The more he knows about her past, the more embarrassed he becomes. Although Fallon doesn't have a wife yet, Lucy is just like a commodity.

'What's the difference between me and a heartless man now? With the spider threads in her hands connected, Hermione started playing the tumbler game she had played as a child. With another pair of hands, she could play with herself. Or like the secret puppet master, gather several secret puppets to form a mahjong table.

Dermot, wearing a dark fur shawl and a tight, thick skirt, came to the second floor. He saw Hermione standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in a daze, and quickly walked over.

"Is this a fun game? This is the first time I've seen this crystalline thread material."

Although Dermot was half a head shorter than Hermione, he still put his shawl on Hermione and did not take off his long velvet gloves. The two of them crowded together and left in time with Rosina behind him.

"The game I played by chance when I was a kid is called Twist. Dermot, if you feel cold, there's no need to hold on. We can go to the study."

Hans, who was still a little hazy after his nap, looked at his well-dressed mother and teacher Hermione, who was still giggling at the strangely knotted silk thread, and kept picking at it with his hands. He could only sit with Emma and wait. To end. The little girl was obviously there holding a small book and looking fascinated.

On the beach of the coastal village, the rain has caused the quicksand to condense into lumps, and the footprints left on it were quickly filled up by the rain. Waldo and Dunman, wearing raincoats, came here to inspect the strange area reported.

The gray-black irregular area is incompatible with the surroundings. Most of the things inside have long since decayed into ash, and only the barely discernible wood of the original coconut trees remains.

According to information provided by eyewitnesses, the man who had previously tried to enter to look for his wife began to grow older after walking a few steps, and finally turned into ashes, leaving only rotten bones. Later, the villagers no longer dared to approach this cursed place. Now the marks left have been washed away by the rain, leaving some reluctant traces.

"There should have been high-ranking people fighting here before. The pollution left in this area is the trace of their battle. The sand and other things washed out by the water have returned to normal."

"Fortunately, it was fixed in this small area and did not involve the villages inside."

After Dunman finished speaking, he picked up the dead fish floating on the shore and threw it inside. He saw the complete rotting process. In the end, only a set of bones remained on the ground and shattered into small bone fragments.

For some reason, the two people present heard the sound of falling very clearly, and a few invisible notes came from it. They felt as if their brains had been hit hard, and they fell directly on the beach and passed out. The policemen on duty in the distance also fell under the awning.

In a farmhouse somewhere, Old Taton opened his eyes and quickly called his sons to walk into the rain together.

The sky on the beach outside has completely darkened, and the dark clouds in the sky make the darkness particularly deep. Waldo and Denman inside the awning opened their eyes and woke up. The policeman next to them was still lying on the table. Several people dressed as fishermen were standing guard here. When they saw them waking up, they quickly came over to ask.

"Officer, I'm glad you're okay. We're still waiting for you to deal with that area."

"Village Chief, did you bring us back here?" Waldo's head was still a little swollen, but fortunately he was still alive.

"Yes, I don't know why everyone near here fainted for some reason, which kept us busy for a while."

"Remember not to let anyone get close to it, and don't throw anything in there. We will deal with it as soon as possible."

After Waldo thanked the village chief, he ignored his aching head and quickly went back with Denman to send a telegram to report the investigation results.