Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

When Geisler saw Adai with red eyes, he realized something bad was about to happen and hurriedly came to the room. Within sight, Marilis was kneeling beside the bed and crying, and her son Hans was also there with his arms folded and whispering indistinct words. His wife Dermot was sleeping on the bed, sleeping peacefully, as if he was experiencing the comfortable sleep he had last night.

He felt a little dizzy, so he quickly held on to the standing cabinet next to the door and leaned back. There was a smashing sound, and some dried flowers and ceramic vases fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to regain his previous calmness when communicating with others, but tears still flowed down unconsciously. He thought about the time when they first met and how they became like this. He had forgotten it. Although it was just a normal business marriage, they were obviously very happy at that time.

He came to Hermione's side and took Hans who was holding him, putting his arms around Hans' head and shoulders.

"I want to know why."

After combing through many words, Geisler found that even though he had all kinds of words in his heart, he could only say this sentence. He could only look at the familiar face on the bed and recall the past.

"Someone came here last night. Her spirit body or soul is gone. I don't know if it was taken away or simply gone. I failed to protect her." Hermione also looked at the person on the bed, quietly There is no unnecessary movement while sitting there.

Palina, who seemed to have no one noticed, also spoke very guiltily. This was a big reason for her. "Sister Austin left to save me. She has already worked hard to protect us. I shouldn't be here."

"Maybe I shouldn't have agreed to her in the first place." Geisler suddenly wanted to laugh, laughing at his regret. If that thought had begun to erode his heart, would there be a good ending even if he didn't agree?

"Ms. Hermione, I know your situation is not simple. If you lose your soul, can you get it back?"

"I already have some clues. She should have kept them. I will look for them." Hermione knew that she couldn't use normal people's thinking to think about the motives of these extraordinary creatures. Maybe they were just for fun, but there was still a glimmer of hope. exist. But she didn't dare to speak out about the fragility of ordinary people, which was simply vulnerable.

"Can I know who did it? At least I have to know who killed my wife. Where should I find this?" Geisler also understood some of the mysteries of this world and spoke very restrainedly.

"Those things are very dangerous. You still have Hans and Emma to take care of, so don't be impulsive." After a few words of advice, Hermione handed him the mirror. The blurry face in the window glass inside had a smile, as if paying attention. When someone is looking at her, she responds with respect.

"Natalia, how could it be her, how could it be."

There was a hint of surprise, disbelief, regret, and trembling in the voice. Hermione caught the fallen mirror and put it away, lamenting the necessity within chance! Emma, ​​who had been standing by at a loss, looked at her father when she knew the name. I have been here for so long, and this is the first time I heard this person mention her mother's name.

Geisler let go of Hans and fell beside the bed. Unable to control himself any longer, Geisler covered his face and cried. Hermione had closed the door to prevent other unrelated people from seeing her.

"It turns out I was the one who harmed her. She came back to find me. It was me who abandoned her. It was me."

"She is no longer the person you know, she is just still using the appearance of a human being."

Hermione had seen before that she was just a combination of pollution, probably an alternative product of the sacrificial ceremony. She didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. She still had some conscience and didn't push her daughter into the fire pit.

Then she looked at the little girl next to her, and feeling Hermione's eyes on her, Emma couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"When did she disappear? Do you know this?"

"She disappeared more than a month before you came here. She fostered Emma with an acquaintance and paid her a month's foster care fee. Later, when the time came, the family couldn't find her, so she found me through connections and asked me Take it back."

"Have you noticed anything unusual about her?"

"We haven't gotten along for a long time, and we only pay her regular support, except for occasionally visiting Emma. So I don't know much about this. I hope she finds a good family to get married, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this. This This is the Lord’s punishment and judgment on me.”

"It's useless to say more now. Things have already happened. Leave the rest to me. I hope you believe me and I will make up for my mistakes."

Hermione sorted out the existing clues. Natalia should have joined the organization that the person belonged to last night, the Universal Society's Voice of God, and became a victim of the sacrificial ceremony. She should still have some instincts, otherwise she wouldn't have come here.

I wonder if the little boy Schiller has any contact with her, and whether he also ran into Swan Castle. How to get inside is also a problem. I still don’t know what is inside and what it looks like? But pollution is definitely inevitable.

"Is there anything I can do?"

"Work hard to expand the territory of those sports and spread my name. I need these to recover. The better my transformation, the greater my confidence." Hermione didn't mind telling the people present, they They are basically the central contact figures in this matter.

"You don't need to remind me, we will all do it. Don't worry, I will protect your naming rights."

"There is no need to be so sad. The body has been protected by magic. All we need to do is find the soul. She is now in a vegetative state. Take more care of her, move her body more, and stay well."

Hermione, who tried her best to comfort them in the end, couldn't comfort herself, something she wasn't even sure of.

While everyone was grieving around the bed, Hermione pulled Emma over. She was a little scared and resistant, as if she knew it had something to do with her mother. The result of the divination was still the ancient castle standing on the white mist. Her mother Natalia was really dead, but Hermione did not tell her this.

Adai went to help her mother Marilis, and the two hugged each other and looked at the bed wiping away tears. Geisler also stood up straight, checked his heartbeat and breathing, comforted Hans, and asked him to feel the still heartbeat.

"Mom will definitely wake up. You have to protect her." Geisler encouraged Hans, who didn't speak much, and asked him to continue holding Dermot's arm. Seeing Emma being held in front of Hermione, she also breathed a sigh of relief. She had done something wrong from the beginning.