Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

It's still raining heavily on Konot Island, and there are thick dark clouds all around. Hermione, who stayed for a few more days, was already planning to say goodbye and leave.

I got a reply saying that I seemed to have found traces of the deep-sea thunder whale, but Theresa didn't seem to be particularly useful. Maybe she was waiting for him to go back.

It's time to come to an end for some of the episodes that happened on the island in the past few days. I didn't expect that there is a saint in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in this small place, and that I would have the opportunity to leave a mark in the history of others as an anchor point.

"Are you leaving? Mr. Austin. I don't know when we will see you next time!"

Curtis came back wearing a raincoat and covered with water. Simmons had already gone to inspect the back in advance. He didn't care much about this, so he might as well spend more time checking the surroundings.

The ground inside had already been invaded by water droplets, and all the things easily affected by moisture from downstairs were brought inside. Bruno Bastian also came here to avoid the water on the ground.

"Thank you so much for your help these days. I hope we can meet again in Maxi later, and Lundborg will be even better."

"Then don't die suddenly. Those people probably have other goals now, and you can just make some operations."

"Of course not. I think I can still live for a few more years. I can't get out now, and the telegraph signal is not good. I hope so."

After chatting with Bruno Bastian for a while, she looked at Cordis and remembered some of the previous things.

"How is your child? Don't be impulsive anymore."

Hearing this, Cordis touched his beard in embarrassment. This was to remind himself not to be too reckless, otherwise he would fall into someone else's trap like last time.

"Relationships need to be cultivated. Let's talk about it later when we get back. We don't have that much time to think about it now."

"See you next time, I hope to see you all in Ma Xi."

Hermione, who had made a joke, shook hands with Bruno and Cordis, and the news was revealed in the heavy rain.

The two looked at each other for a few times, shrugged their shoulders, and turned back to take a rest. This period of time was also a rare opportunity to recuperate.

Hermione came to the coast covered by the heavy rain, looked back and walked directly to the sea surface to condense the ice and the boat disappeared into the waves.

This time I only saw the druid named Dele at the hospital, but I didn't go to the battlefield, which is a pity! I didn't see the internal command of the war here, but I did see the cruelty.

The falling rain was blocked by the condensed ice umbrella, and the rolling waves also separated, and she headed straight towards the mainland.

In the valley that became dilapidated and desolate, the spreading black flames were extinguished, and Lin Duo left with Wiget and the help of the man in the dark.

"I almost fell for these people. I can't bear the thought that they were originally men."

"Shouldn't I be the victim? What are you worried about?"

"Remove the traces first! Otherwise, it will be easily touched."

Tatiana, who was a little anxious, had no choice but to stop chasing. The opponent had already left here and cut off the traces. It seemed that he would not be exposed again in the short term.

Likoris's expression was calm, as if he had known for a long time that the other party would not be caught by him so easily, and such an ending was not surprising.

"They have a '0' level sealed object to protect them. It's normal for them to escape. Let's go back."

"What about the other ones? They ruined our plan. Why don't they go back with revenge?"

"Don't worry too much. It's not too late to take action when the time comes. Just don't go to places like small countries recently."

Her brown hair spread out to eliminate the traces here, and she took Tatiana away directly, leaving behind the soil that had become a ruin.

A few drops of rain fell, and a few buds emerged from the broken clods of soil and quickly grew into human shapes. Looking at the destroyed scene around them, they were a little annoyed.

Then he waved his hands towards the ruins, and little green dots fell into the soil and quickly grew out, turning the place back to its lush green appearance.

The surrounding yellow color affected by the winter is about to turn green, and the broken and uneven land is also shaped back to the appearance of a mountain forest.

"There are no clues at all? Is it a heretic or a secret sect? Have those people already come in?"

The muttering vine man blended into the trees and left with confusion and analysis.

After driving out of the heavy rain area, Hermione received a letter from Pulitzer. They hadn't seen each other for a long time and asked when they would go back, otherwise they would forget their original appearance.

Half a year has passed in a flash. I didn't expect that she had experienced so much in such a short period of time. Hermione was also a little emotional.

Thinking about myself running away without developing any feelings, I am really not suitable for a role similar to a godmother. I guess Eliza's sister is more afraid of me.

The land on the horizon in front is clearly visible, and the place covered by dark clouds behind is gradually moving away. Those people must have used ritual magic to influence it.

After leaving a few messages that she would go back and take a look after finishing her work here, Hermione stepped on the ice and reached the land.

Perhaps due to some reasons of her own characteristics, she seemed to randomly come to a war-torn place.

Passing through the trees on the shore, I saw some shabby and dark towns, and the smoke in front had dissipated.

Behind it was the indented bay, where the firelight had died out, leaving a dark and messy pier.

It should be similar to the immigrant town built here by people from the Northern Continent. There are small bumps and woods outside to block the sea breeze. It is not surprising to have such a design.

Walking down the area of ​​coconut trees and low shrubs is the edge of the town. The residential buildings that were damaged by artillery fire and bombs are no longer as neat as before, and most of them have turned into ruins. Exploded masonry and planks littered the ground.

There were not many people left, most of them were carrying small boxes inside the ruins to check if there were any valuables or searching for some supplies.

When Hermione walked in, her clothes were incompatible with these people. She looked like an unexpected intruder.

The remaining residents, whose clothes were a little dirty and a little depressed, just took a few glances and continued to search for their things.

Perhaps it was because Hermione was empty-handed that no one paid attention after just one glance, and no one came up to threaten her or search for anything?

Entering the ground scattered with stones and planks, there were many burned bones exposed on it. The person lying down was also dying and drank the water handed to him by others.

Hermione didn't need to look carefully to know that the war between the Union Army and Loen must have spread here.

"Ma'am, can you take me away? Please, just take me home and I will give you a lot of money."

The young woman with some smelly clothes sat up and hugged Hermione's calf. Her weakness made her unable to hold on, and her originally pretty young face looked haggard. The slightly curly brown-blonde hair is messy.