Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

The black flames on the rubble gradually extinguished, and there was no other light source except some surrounding areas that were ignited. On the ground, Russell was twisted by the shadow pulled by the flickering fireworks.

Hermione tried to track him down and found that the other party had completely cut off contact. The guy with the backstage was indeed difficult to deal with. Did the witches also feel the same way when they were chasing her?

During the day, there are still narrow and dilapidated streets and houses, and there are not many people. Now it has become a ruin, which makes her somewhat sad.

The isolation auxiliary ritual failed, and the residents in the distance also noticed something strange. There were noises and strange movements in different directions.

They were still worried about why there were so many strange phenomena just now, and why the side of the Yildi River had completely changed.

"Why are you doing this? Who are you?"

Count Russell, who clenched his hands, was breathing heavily, staring at the incomplete position on the rubble, without suppressing the indignation in his tone, having forgotten the original danger.

"Do I still need your opinion on what I want to do?"

After finishing her help, Hermione clapped her hands and left. What she did just now was to share some pressure with the Tillings family. That Mrs. Lesa would not focus on her family or herself if she wanted to take revenge later.

As for Earl Russell's attitude? None of your business. The most he could do was to mention to Grantster, whom he knew, that something was wrong internally.

Earl Russell, who had not yet calmed down from reality, suddenly found that he was the only one here, and the person who intervened was not aware of when he left.

The secretary and adjutant also ran here. Most of the streets here were destroyed and blocked the roads, and the darkness made walking a little troublesome.

The person who gave them the extremely dangerous aura seems to be no longer here. Why is the count clenching his fists in front of a pile of ruins and rubble? Is it because of the lady?

"Go immediately and ask them to get rid of those people. No one will be left alive."

"Yes, Lord Count."

The adjutant and secretary both looked at each other. They didn't know whether they were talking to one person or both, so let's leave together.

The earl seemed to be in a very bad mood. It would be better not to get into trouble at this time.

Walking through the difficult night road from the original road again, back to the martial law cross street in the next district, each led the redwood soldiers guarding here to their destination, and then there was constant and intensive gunfire.

Parry also came here with Elze Russell, who was holding his drowsy half-sister Barsolti Denno Russell in his arms.

In order to prevent the accident that Lesa might take Danno away, Earl Russell did not let them stay at home, but hid in a church somewhere.

"Father, you have to be more careful. Aunt Lesa is no longer here! Danno still has me to take care of her, so that's fine. After all, being with those people is not the right choice."

Elze approached Earl Russell and kept talking about his thoughts and opinions without any concern for the occasion and emotions.

Pari covered his forehead. This was in line with Elze's nerves. He didn't care about the occasion or his father's identity at all. It would be fine if it were leaked.

"Can't you find someone to talk to today? Get out of here."

"Didn't you tell me to calm down a bit recently? I'm leaving right now, just in time to take Danno back to bed. It's really too chaotic outside."

Elze, who had not been here long, held down his sister who was about to go to her father for a hug, caressed her back and left with Pari.

The prepared security teams and Sequoia soldiers have also arrived here to search, and the dark city is ablaze with lights.

Hermione, who returned to the guardrail on the top floor, woke up the two people who had sat down and fell asleep, and took them back to Vernut's old house.

There was also a lot of movement outside the courtyard, and a few firelights passed by from time to time, but they did not affect the inside.

"Is this the end? I don't know what's going on with them."

Graf found that except for being attacked unexpectedly once, it seemed that he had not experienced anything else, except for the scene where he saw the firelight dancing wildly.

The wound on his shoulder seemed to have no effect, and the medicine was quite good. It was a warning to myself not to let down my guard no matter what when I went out.

"Some losses are unavoidable, and the other party also ran away. But at least they will be more conservative if they have conflicts in the future."

The old Kerns sat on the chair and opened his eyes to answer the questions of his younger brother. His younger brother Tyne had also left Yasen with his people. This time he really thanked the distinguished guest for his help.

"Everyone should go back and rest. It has nothing to do with us from now on. Just be careful of the Star Yan Society's revenge."

Graf pushed Kerns back to the room, and Angelica, whose face was still in disbelief, also walked back with difficulty. She clearly saw those visions, and she could never go back, just like Hermione did to her. Say this is fate.

Coming to the space below again, Hermione chatted with her old friend who had been paying attention to what she was observing, and reminded him that he could almost find a supporter.

"I'll think about it. It'll be fine if you don't find it troublesome then."

"As long as you're awake."

"They told me that His Majesty was resurrected and got a response. Do you think I should believe it?"

Faced with this kind of knowing question, Hermione did not give her own analysis. Change does not happen overnight, and acceptance requires a process.

"If you think it is, then it's okay. If it's not, it doesn't matter."

"Too perfunctory."

Joao woke up leaning against the pile of debris next to the wall, and quickly looked left and right to look for Joao, but due to the darkness, he could only see the place in front of him.

The people leaning here with him were all residents he didn't know, and from time to time there were a few people from the security team carrying people and throwing them here.

Don't worry too much. If Ao wakes up, he will go back by himself. Staying here is not an option.

Anxious to know the outcome of this battle, he quickly took a few breaths to clear his consciousness, and then disappeared into the darkness without anyone noticing.

If the Tillings family was severely damaged by Xing Yanhui, then I would still contact someone.

Maybe this is the result, after all, the bias of Lun's group of guys is very obvious.

The wooden house surrounded by trees shone with dazzling light. Just a moment later, the surroundings returned to calm, and the original sounds of animals gradually faded away.

Lesa threw Jose, who was holding her arms with one hand, onto the wooden bed. With her left hand, she tucked the hair that fell in front of her forehead and eyes behind her ears. Her beautiful appearance was no longer the contemptuous one it was before, but instead was filled with anger and viciousness.

who is it? Why didn't the person hiding in the shadows take action from the beginning? When did he take action?

I thought about the possibility that it might be Tillings’ help, or someone from the official side, or maybe he just happened to encounter this incident.

It was because of his own fault that he allowed his helper to be held back and ignored him. It would not have been like this if it was a little more troublesome.

Lysa, who couldn't deal with the mess, sat on the edge of the wooden bed. The surface of the unconscious Jose's skin continued to have bulges, and she still needed to soothe the negative effects of interrupting the ritual.

Dealing with the matters in front of you first and then going back to settle accounts will only be a pity for some members of the organization that you have developed. And him.