Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

"Why don't you dare to look at me directly? It's very rude to hug others like this. Don't be so anxious."

After being disturbed by the woman who suddenly came forward, Hermione noticed that there seemed to be some smell of death here, like the remnants of ritual magic.

'No waste at all? 'When people are alive, they are driven to participate in wars, and when they die, the remaining spirits are used for sacrifices.

The brown-blond woman below took a long time to speak before she opened her eyelids that kept wanting to close. She was tired and didn't dare to rest.

"I don't dare. I think I will die after looking at you. My name is Angelica Weinbach, please...

Before Hermione could say anything, the people below had already fallen asleep.

If I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have had this trouble, but this person might have been affected by the remaining aura of death and actually died.

After hesitating for a moment, Hermione dispelled the remaining aura of death. The somewhat numb remaining townspeople felt a little more energetic, and their brains were no longer empty.

"Perhaps this is also a guide of fate!"

Hermione pulled Angelica up. She wore a wheat ear chain around her neck, and the grains were wrapped into small rings and hung on the necklace like fresh wheat.

The original spirituality also completely dissipated at this moment and turned into an ordinary object. She could see that Hermione's difference was also due to the blessing that remained on it.

"Could it be some god who plotted against me? No way!"

After checking several times and finding no abnormalities, Hermione prayed to the Fool several times for protection. She had to pay attention to some coincidences and pay attention to people with malicious intentions.

After cleaning up the traces, she took Angelica to a pool in the forest to help her wash away the smell and sediment on her body.

"You are a respectable person. I came here except for Eliza and the others to take a bath. You can enjoy it for the second time. If it is not of any value, don't blame me for falling out."

Then he gave her good clothes to put on. On the way, she saw some pretty good shirts and men's slacks, which she put on carelessly. Living in this situation is pretty good now, so there is no need to think so much.

Then he returned to the town, found a relatively complete place, put the half-collapsed sleeping mattress, and then placed Angelica inside.

I went to the beach to fry some fish and came back. I found some condiments and salt in the ruins of the kitchen shop. As for wood, there were everywhere.

"Where did the Union Army and Loen fight? Where is this place?"

She asked about the men and women who were attracted by the smell of grilled fish. Judging from their appearance, they had not smelled anything so fragrant for a long time. The food here is not scarce, and there are many fruits from the forest inside. But the cooking conditions were rudimentary.

"We should go to Alagoas State in the Southwest District, which is the frontier and gateway of the Eastern Plateau. This is the town of Dix in Caruaru State. Kind lady, can you give us one? God will appreciate your dedication. .”

The middle-aged man who seemed to have some grace did not come up like a gangster, but still insisted on some etiquette. The person next to me wanted to grab it and run away, but my legs went numb and I found myself unable to move.

"I can share it with you, but you also have to share the information. You are different from them, you understand."

Hermione condensed a ball of black flame into the sunken bay, rolled up the sea water and fell on the ruins of Dix Town, and the sea fish inside jumped around on it.

"Hurry up and pick it up. Won't you find the salt in the ruins yourself? If you want to live, don't care so much."

After finding a reason to disperse these people, some frightened middle-aged people took the grilled fish tremblingly.

In the Southern Continent, Extraordinary people did not need to hide themselves, but this was the first time he saw a person like this who directly waved his hand to stir up the sea water and explode it, and he felt deeply frightened by it.

"Don't worry, I have no interest in you, just treat me as a passerby. I can't save you, you can only save yourself."

"I'm sorry, sir, we just offended you, please forgive me."

The middle-aged man quickly bowed and knelt down to apologize. He was afraid that the other party would be moody, just like those fickle cultists. Kill people while laughing.

"Get up, I accept your apology. What happened here? You yelled?"

"My name is Wilkin James. I am a relatively wealthy resident here. My grandfather was from Loen and immigrated to settle here."

Wilkin, who speaks the local Tutanese language, except for his appearance, has already integrated into the environment here.

“There was an inexplicable fight here a few days ago, and the Feneport-Intis coalition forces that emerged from the bay forcibly landed here.

It just so happened that a group of Loen troops heading south came here to spend the night, and the two fought directly here.

I could only hide in the basement of the yard and tremble, not daring to look at what was happening outside.

Fortunately, my son took his eldest daughter north to go to their grandfather's house, but my wife and youngest daughter died in the gunfire.

The next day I came out holding the cold Winona and found that the place had turned into ruins. Winona was just hit on the shoulder, how did it become so serious?

My little daughter who didn't have time to escape was also buried inside. Her room was the first to be destroyed by the bombardment. I could only help the injured Winona to hide and then come back to look for her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as it was launched, the entire area behind it collapsed and was submerged in the gunfire. When I dug her out, her body was already cold, her blood was solidified, and she was facing our bedroom.

My servants also died inside. It was a bit painful and powerless to see Dix Town turned into what it is now. The fighting armies headed all the way to Alagoas. "

Wilkin calmly told the story. After experiencing great sadness, he became surprisingly calm. The only consolation was that he still had two family members.

After taking a bite of the grilled fish, he said with some sadness, "It would be great if I asked Fergal to go with them. Then Winona would definitely be worried that if she goes with them, I might be the only one who dies."

"My condolences, thank you for informing her. Do you know who she is?" Hermione pointed at Angelica behind her. She sympathized with her, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

Judging from her memory, she had experienced many crueler things more than a thousand years ago, but she accepted them easily.

"It's okay, thank you for listening to me. May the God of Storms protect their new life." Wilkin prayed devoutly.

This is the edge area where Roen and Feysac originally separated. It is common for each other's believers to mix together, and there is no need to separate them as clearly as in the northern continent.

"She is Angelica Weinbach, from Fenneport. She came to Dix to help find supply channels for her family.

Her family is in the spice business. You know that people in Feneport like to pickle all kinds of meat, or in other words, the whole south. There is a huge market for spices there. "