Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

Hermione stretched out her hand to catch some water drops and looked at the color of the sky. When will the violent storm stop? The Lord of the Storm will appear. Someone here needs help.

My sense of crisis has not been lifted yet, but it has been reduced a lot and I no longer feel anxious to leave here.

Lev came over with anxiety and some hesitation on his face, "Ms. Hermione, can I learn like last night? A ball of flame appeared at the end of my finger."

"This is very dangerous for you. It is not something you learn, but something you acquire through certain channels. That will cost you your life."

"Is there no way for people like us to change our situation? It's just like dying in the sea one day without anyone remembering it."

Lev was a little excited and held his trembling hands on the wall. This may be the first time he cried about himself and his fate to others.

This question stumped Hermione a bit. Knowledge is power and cannot be used. The knowledge in this world is monopolized!

There is no solution for ordinary knowledge, because they have never gone to school and cannot afford it.

In a sense, they really cannot change their situation, unless they are the lucky ones chosen.

"I can't answer your question. In the past, I might have told you 'knowledge changes destiny'. Sometimes I would ignore certain details and substitute my situation for those around me. It turns out the difference is quite big."

"Does knowledge change destiny? But people in the Knowledge Church only take away those smart children. Are we abandoned? Can we really enter the kingdom of God after death?" Lev was already leaning against the wall, his tone getting worse. Speak more quietly.

When Hermione saw Lev in front of her, she felt a little pity in her heart. If I hadn't suddenly appeared, you would have been fine living in such confusion. Sometimes, once you understand the truth of life, you will lose hope in life.

"This world is not as simple as it seems. Whatever you gain, you will lose something, or you will lose everything without gaining anything! It is chaotic and disorderly, and we cannot predict our own destiny."

Hermione was also a little confused, so it was better to give him a little hope.

"Skeletons like that one last night are just here to explore the way. There will probably be many more coming later. You will have a chance only if you survive, so work hard to stay alive first!"

Lev's heart wavered when he heard Hermione's words. He stopped and straightened himself up. "Will you also die?"

"Maybe! If I'm lucky, I might live like a skeleton. For me, death is not necessarily the end. I'll see if I have a chance then."

Hermione was enjoying herself, she should be able to escape from here, at least the passive protection would still be there.

Don’t you know what will happen to this island? But you certainly can’t say that to them.

"I just realized how big the world outside the fishing village is, and how many people like you there are." Lev was guided away by Hermione, and at least he no longer struggled with his situation.

"Am I like this? If you can, you can find out if you go out and take a look. Okay, I'm going to inquire about the situation and buy two buttons. Do you know where there is a grocery store here?" Hermione felt that she still needed to sew. It's better to do it once, although it won't have any impact.

"The daily necessities in the village are all at the pier. I'll take you there!"

"Okay, let's go."

The charm Hermione was currently exuding was not strong, and could be offset by being less focused and determined.

Coupled with my own extreme restraint, there shouldn't be much trouble. Each held a simple broken umbrella and left here.

Mrs. Dori in the house also heard the conversation and kept praying, hoping to survive these few days safely.

The roads in the village below were very muddy due to the rain. Hermione walked nimbly on the stone and weed paved areas without getting too much muddy water on the soles of her shoes.

The residents next to the road were a little curious when they saw Hermione. Although Hermione had her red hair pulled up and tied into a bun, everyone was still curious. Some of them leaned against the fence and watched Hermione's retreating back.

Next to the small square, Bill asked about the news about the passenger ship's voyage and bought some relatively fresh fruits and coconuts.

Just as he was about to walk into the dilapidated gate, he saw a well-dressed strange woman with red hair walking towards the dock led by a villager about the same height.

"Sean, McLenna, come out quickly."

Hearing the call, Sean and McLena came to the door and saw Hermione and Lev who were already walking away from the edge of the square. Although the distance was a bit far, several people could still see clearly.

"Another redhead. She doesn't look like the villagers here. She looks like a high-sequence Beyonder. She makes me feel very dangerous." Sean felt like he was seeing a natural enemy. He thought of the country next door. of that family.

"We should worry about our situation first. Such a beautiful girl is definitely not from this village. I didn't expect that there is this person on the passenger ship. I have never seen it. It doesn't matter if there is a high-sequence person here, we don't have to panic so much. ." McLina took the fruit and started eating it.

"It's better not to provoke her. The more beautiful a woman is, the more she looks like a poisonous snake."

"Go back! It's none of our business, we have to go home quickly."

Hermione glanced at the people at the door of the dilapidated Church of Knowledge, but didn't pay attention. Could it be that the maintenance workers sent by the main church were here? It’s really time to fix it! Sean and the others took off their coats. They were a little messy and looked like maintenance workers.

"Everyone, have you ever encountered any troubles?"

Dodge walked around, constantly chatting with people, and came to Valery and his group who came to drink again today. Valery and his group were waiting to see if there was any business.

"Yes! It's a lot. For example, if you don't have money."

"I can't get a wife, and I don't have the money to get one."

"I can't eat it well. I haven't eaten meat for a long time and I don't even remember what it tastes like."

Dodge was a little confused, "Isn't fish meat?"

“Brother, fish doesn’t count as meat here.”

"Yes! It seems that you are not a believer in the God of Knowledge and Wisdom."

Dodge wanted to ask a few questions to deepen each other's impressions, but when he heard the word "believer", he instantly became energetic.

"I am indeed not, but I can talk about the great Father whom I believe in, the Lord who created the world."

"Really? What's so magical about it?" Yuri took a sip of beer and the conversation was like water. Anyway, it was boring to listen to. No one cares about pagans here on the island. When I was about to die in the sea, no god came to save me. I had to rely on myself.

……

Bonnie was not rocking in the sea today and was in much better condition. Feeling something, I got up and went to the old glass window in the corridor on the second floor to look outside. When my eyes looked at the house below, I never looked away again.

"What's wrong, Bonnie." Tobias brought the coffee over. Seeing Bonnie who was motionless, she felt a little strange, so she stretched out her hand and shook it.

Bonnie's consciousness returned to reality and she said to Tobias, "I'll go down and take a look. That person seems to be very dangerous."

"Who is it?" Tobiah followed curiously.

Hermione came to a simple grocery store, where an old lady with gray hair was sitting, mending an old blouse.

"Grandma Julie, my friend is here to buy a button and see if there is anything suitable."

"Lev. Your friend is a very beautiful girl!"

Hermione immediately stepped forward to talk to Grandma Julie about the situation and showed her her collar. In fact, she just needed to sew her coat, otherwise it would be a bit awkward.

"It's a very good material. What a pity. There are buttons of the same color here, but the shape and material are slightly different. My child, can you sew them on?"

"No, I haven't sewn anything yet." Hermione was a little embarrassed.

"Then let me sew it for you! Sit down for a while." Hermione took off her black coat and gave it to Grandma Julie. The white lace inner shirt was still as white as ever, and the dark gray high-waisted long skirt was tied tightly around her waist by a small belt. Showing off her slender figure.

Lev next to him was a little embarrassed, not sure whether he should look at it or not, and turned his head away from the scene.

A woman with the same red hair appeared in his sight. She was equally beautiful, but not as beautiful as Hermione. Unlike Hermione, that woman had a heroic spirit.