Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

"It's all over, it's all over...

Hermione coaxed Dermot, who was being held in front of her. He had been living a little comfortably recently, almost forgetting the truth. Danger is never far away, and it will give you some surprises from time to time. Medel saw that Huber was dead and let go of the children who were blocking the back.

Hans and Adele also ran over to look for the two of them. Hermione had just retreated into their blind spot to avoid distant gazes. Medel saw that the matter was over and did not stop the two of them. They were far away and seemed to be fine after it was over.

Hans and Adele, whose faces had not yet faded with fear and panic, saw Hermione and Dermot behind the tree trunk, and quickly went up to hug them. Black flames ignited and covered them, with invisible ripples floating in the air.

"Mom, sister, it's great that you are okay. Just now I thought I was going to lose you."

"The sound just now made me unable to move and I couldn't run over. Fortunately, madam, you are okay."

Hermione's free right hand touched the tear-stained Hans and Adele, and smiled happily: "Don't panic, just some minor things happened. The God of Knowledge and Wisdom dealt with the fallen people."

After being comforted for a while, they finally calmed down. Mrs. Dermot seemed not to leave her heart. Hermione could only turn her head and look at Salmont standing there, his expression uncertain and complicated.

"Samonte, please report to the church quickly and take everyone present to a mass! They will all be affected to some extent."

"Thanks for reminding me, I almost forgot about this."

Salmont walked towards those who fell to the ground. Lorry, Ortel and others who were aware of the danger in advance stayed far away and were not injured. They accompanied Mrs. Redman to examine the victims who fell on the ground. Redman didn't expect that something like this would happen. It seemed that her husband's happy vacation with her was coming to an end, and there was no need to think about promotion.

"How about we go back first? The activities here seem to have ended." Hermione asked the three people for their opinions.

"Let's go back first. You all listen to Teacher Hermione."

Mrs. Dermot finally spoke. She had just faced the strange Hu Bo, but now she realized that she was very scared. He was simply the devil recorded in the holy scriptures. She still hugged Hermione tightly and embraced the light.

The remains of Hu Bo next to the long table were only bones, his flesh and blood melted to the ground, and the black flames attached to them had long been extinguished. Hermione came to the side and took a look. The teeth under the skull had been separated. She noticed that the remaining pollution on Hubo's body was all in that row of teeth. Considering that the Knowledge Church will come to investigate in the future, it is better not to move and leave it to them to study.

The bold ones saw Hermione there and came up with curiosity. Fallon was a little frightened, so he ran away with Matthias without caring much. Of course, he couldn't say that now. Lucy was also a little embarrassed and rubbed her ears. Unexpectedly, Fallon didn't think of her at all and left her where she was. But again, the plaything can always find a new one.

"Don't come close, stay away. The church will send people to deal with it later. Hu Bo failed to withstand the temptation of the devil and fell, and now he has been punished. When the time comes, everyone will come to the church to say Mass, receive the baptism of God, and return to the church. There is devotion to God in prayer.”

Salmont began to comfort everyone and directed people to help the fallen people to chairs for treatment. Hermione considered that the Church of Knowledge would not leave anyone behind, so it was better to go directly to the church to guard it. She would have to go there later anyway.

"Let's go directly to the church so you can feel more at ease."

"We'll be fine."

Next to the low wall in the small town in the distance, the old man woke up and was worried when he saw the little boy shaking constantly. He gently stabilized him with his hands and called out.

"Schiller, what happened?"

The boy opened his eyes, and the ripples around him retracted his body, his eyes were a little confused.

"I seemed to see someone interfering with our control. The police chief lost control and died. Part of him could not be recovered."

"This is not good! It seems that we have to keep a low profile. It's best to leave here for a while."

"No, we can't leave."

The old man also wanted to understand. "The divine messenger reminded me to rest for a while before leaving! Let others go first."

Jorah and Flag, who were playing cards in Nancy's room, were also approached by a trainee deacon. The policemen who brought him here were a little puzzled. There were also people who came here specifically to play cards. Charlotte and Nancy took turns playing a game with each other, and the one who was free would hum a song or tell a story.

"Mr. Jorah, Mr. Flagg, Priest Gerhardt needs your help. Something happened in that regard."

"I understand, lead the way quickly." Jorah and Flagg ended the card game at hand, said goodbye to Charlotte and Nancy, and left.

Jorah pulled the police officer over and told him, "Look out for me. If that Moritz deducts their wages again, you come and tell me. Otherwise, you just wait to go to the small village below to watch the stars."

Leaving the somewhat miserable police officer behind, the two waved and left. Charlotte and Nancy inside quickly sent them out the door.

The Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom next to the Marble Fountain Square rarely had a large group of people gathering at this time, and some people from outside sneaked in out of curiosity.

After the solemn ceremony, there seemed to be a shimmer of light falling, and the portrait on the dome seemed to come to life, invisible ripples floating and disappearing. Everyone felt that the world was much quieter, and they felt relaxed and happy physically and mentally. After it was over, Father Gerhardt was busy dealing with the incident, and everyone went home. Mrs. Redman kept apologizing to the guests, but did not invite everyone to come back next time to make amends.

"Mrs. Redman, you don't need to pay too much attention. Hubo just let himself fall. Let's go back first."

"Thank you for your understanding, Ms. He…Austin."

Hermione took the three frightened people back on the carriage and looked at the streets full of pedestrians. Danger was always around, and the people she cared about had to be protected.

In the church conference room, Father Gerhardt, Salmont, Jorah Flagg and others were sitting around the table, with the sealed Hubo remnants in the middle.

The negative effects are obvious, and the mental pollution is also great. It makes all kinds of noises ring in the ears of those who come into contact, and the final superposition can lead to death. Some non-existent sounds can also be heard. Different environments have different effects, and several people dare not try it. If you leave it there and leave it alone, some strange sounds will be heard over time, and those who hear it will be polluted to a certain extent and must be baptized to remove the negative effects.

"Now, Jorah and Flagg, please investigate Hubo's matter first. You can leave the fugitives alone. They may have fled abroad. This item must be sent to Langeburg. Let Lucas know The officiant will check to see if he can find any clues through divination."

Father Gerhardt was also surprised. Although he knew that Hu Bo had misbehaved, he should not have fallen into association with evil gods. He came to the church last week. Last week? Now we need to find out when he fell.

"This guy just visited a brothel last night, so it's good that he's getting retribution now. Don't worry, Priest Gerhardt, we'll go investigate first."

"You should be careful and don't push yourself too hard. If something goes wrong, seek support immediately."

"Don't worry, when it comes to running away, I can really run ahead."

The old habits still affect Jorah, who is carefree and ready to investigate, and Flagg bids farewell to Father Gerhardt like a student. Now the police are already sealing off Hu Bo's residence and secret location, which is not a secret at all to his subordinates. Deputy Director Sost was even more active and went to arrest people upon receiving the order.

Father Gerhardt asked Salmont to put the contaminants in the basement first, and then there would be a line of strong people there to escort them to prevent accidents.

It wouldn't be a big deal if just an ordinary person died, but the death of the police chief would have to make everyone vigilant. Let’s appease the people who saw the scene first! Father Gerhardt found himself a little helpless. After all, he was only human!

Qiao La walked out to the door of the church, waved his hand, and several policemen waiting around quickly followed him. He felt like he was back to the days when he was the boss, and this life seemed to be pretty good.

"Go to Hu Bo's house first. You can lead the way and take a look. Remember to find the coachman who sent Hu Bo to the administrator's house."

Jorah quickly separated two policemen to look for the coachman, and the remaining one led the way to Hu Bo's house. As for the others, they can only be postponed. I just heard the report from the police officers. I didn’t expect that this guy was actually a stallion in the town. When he died, many people probably clapped and applauded. The deputy director had already sorted out a lot of information. Report information.

A few homeless people squatting next to the square saw Jorah and his group leaving, and the somewhat thin man blended into the street crowd and returned to the low mud wall. The old man frowned after listening to his report. Who did this Hu Bo offend? Now in order to clear up the relationship, we have no choice but to investigate together, otherwise our organization will be exposed when we handle mass mass.

"You should also pay attention and try to find those people with the authorities. Don't worry about anything else. Let some people leave directly."

The old man asked the visitor to convey his meaning quickly. Now he had to make two preparations. He had to give up as many chess pieces as possible and go to Langeburg to avoid the limelight. Who would care about the disappearance of a few homeless people.