Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

"Ms. Austin, this word is more suitable for you. If you dress up appropriately and don't cover yourself up, you will be the most beautiful woman in Faroe. I'm afraid there won't be many upper-class people who will cross your threshold.

"Hello Mrs. Dermot.

Lucy also greeted Mrs. Dermot very politely. Due to etiquette, Dermot also responded to her, with a very confused look on his face.

"Ms. Austin, you are more suitable for light colors. You look like a young girl. But you should also look good in a shirt and skirt. The sweetness of the girl will make people unable to take their eyes away."

"Thank you for your compliment. I'd better restrain myself a little, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to be surrounded by a bunch of people and be remembered every day."

"Yes, after all, Ms. Austin, you are free and don't have so many worries, unlike me."

"Are you going to visit tomorrow's game too? With that Fallon?"

"Yes, after all Fallon is my boss now."

Lucy didn't have many taboos, and she didn't appear too timid in front of Hermione. She was generous and well-behaved.

Dermot clenched his hat with both hands. The man in front of him seemed to be chatting happily, which made her feel very bad.

"Hermione, let's go to the clothing store and have a look, it's almost here.

“Johanna, please deliver these hats to my manor later.

The clerk who had been waiting smiled and took the top hat to pack. Dermot took Hermione's arm and prepared to leave.

Hermione felt that there was no need for Dermot to be like this. The disgust was written on his face, and he had a bad image of herself. It was really a drama for three women. What if Lucy can become a regular employee?

Except for places like Loen, which are relatively stubborn about tradition, the nobles in other areas have long been wiped out by the industrial revolution. Their names can be given randomly in any place, and all the families in the family are dukes. He has also relaxed a lot about his status. It is not impossible for his lover to become his wife. Fallon is still unmarried.

"Just in time, I also plan to buy some autumn clothing. I heard that the knitted wool clothing from the Central Plateau has arrived. It is a new product made in the fashionable style of Intis. I just want to take a look together."

Lucy put the hat back on the model and shared her news with Hermione, without treating herself as an outsider at all. She also spoke to the silent Dermot from time to time.

"Will it be very cold here in winter? Then you really need to be prepared."

Hermione pulled Dermot and Lucy towards the clothing store next door, followed by the maid waiting for Lucy outside.

"It's not too cold. The winter in this area is relatively warm. It's my favorite season. Ms. Austin, you can come to East Poole to have a look when you have time, or you can go to nearby Stuttgart. I believe the wine there will make you appreciate it." Well worth the money.

“The old castles left by the nobles in the past are all very well preserved. According to the legend, only selected people can see the Castle of Neuschwanstein there. There are also many interesting stories about the local folk culture.

Are you hinting at something? Hermione felt that there was something in Lucy's words out of professional habit. It seemed that she was just an ordinary person. Is it because she felt that everything she read recently was to persecute her?

The muscles inside her arm were suddenly tightened. Although Hermione couldn't feel the pain, she still looked at Dermot who was close to her. Her expression was as close as rolling her eyes to express her dissatisfaction, and she held Hermione's hand tightly. Sensitive.

"Hermione, I'm a little tired. Let's go to the cafe and take a rest."

Watching Dermot instantly become frail, holding his forehead with his right hand. Hermione hoped that the world would quickly develop a film shooting machine, otherwise a generation of movie queens would be missed. Now that we have photos, can videos be far behind?

"Sorry, Lucy, I'll take my wife to have a rest first, and we'll talk next time we meet."

"It doesn't matter. Let's take Mrs. Dermot to rest first. It's not good to be too tired."

After saying goodbye to Lucy, Hermione pretended to help Dermot to the neatly decorated small cafe and found a reasonably suitable seat. There was a small pot of pothos decorated in the middle of the small white round table. Dermot regained his energy and walked directly next to Hermione. The brown rattan chair was relatively wide and could accommodate two people.

"I want a cup of the Duchess of the Valley, two cups!" Dermot said to the waiter and looked at Hermione: "Stop thinking about your mint lemon sparkling water all day long."

"But we're here for coffee, ma'am. And you're too lenient, so that's not good." Hermione found it a bit funny. Dermot was too defensive about Lucy. What did he have to be afraid of? .

"You are very lenient, you think that all the poor people have a hand in it. I feel sorry for myself too. Why don't you come and help me?"

"Help, don't I come with you to relax now?"

"It seems that you have finally remembered what you came here to do. I can tell at a glance that Lucy is not a good person. You'd better stay away, or she will sell you out one day."

"Madam, did you see something? Or did you have any experience?" Hermione was keenly aware that there seemed to be something going on inside.

"Do I look like someone who has had that kind of experience? Hermione, you said the wrong thing again. You need to apologize to me. I learned some information through certain channels. It seems that there are some organizations supporting such high-end lovers. figures to exert corresponding influence through them.

"Look at Lucy's behavior, upbringing, and temperament. They must have been specially cultivated. If the family had such conditions, would she still be a lover? There is a high probability. Geisler is probably also fascinated by people like her. After living there, I gave birth to the one who was looking for trouble. I really wanted to sell her to the Red Theater. She should go back to where she belongs.

Dermot unconsciously squeezed the cup tightly, feeling brooding about this matter.

Hermione touched her shoulder to comfort her, and she thought about Eliza's sister, Ines, and whether she might have been brought to Lundberg to become such a person. Later, during my divination, I found that I couldn't find any specific information about her. I only knew that she was probably there. The other party seemed not simple. He also knew how to counter divination, which could block his search, or there might be someone watching from behind.

Hermione prefers the option of having someone above her. If she joins the mysterious circle these days, there will be no boss behind her that she can't talk to. The man never came to Pulitzer again, and there was no further news from Voss's uncle Brudenell. It seems necessary to contact Lucy to find out whether there is that organization behind her.

Then he looked at the depressed Dermot next to him. He had to comfort his friend with complicated emotions first. Otherwise, if he saw himself running to find Lucy like this again, regardless of her feelings, he would probably explode and turn black.

"Being calm and being angry often is not good for your health. It will make you age faster. A good attitude determines a woman's life."

"You don't even try to comfort me, you only talk about truth."

Hermione was a little helpless when she heard this. I have an advantage in instigating and provoking, but I'm not very good at these things. I can't instigate you to do bad things! This does not conform to my own three views.

The waiter, who was watching with fascination, noticed a ragged man approaching outside, and walked outside a little annoyed. It was rare to see such a beautiful and charming lady interrupting my fantasy.

Hermione, who was still comforting Dermot, naturally protected Dermot, held her in her arms, spread out invisibly, and then quickly disappeared. After a while, the waiter yelled outside.

Although it was said that these extraordinary abilities had no effect on her and would not even cause her to be alert, it still made Hermione very angry. I don’t know why she has become particularly angry recently and suddenly becomes friendly. A mirror appeared out of thin air in the free hand, and the divine pattern quickly disappeared.

"I want to know the key people who died out there."

A street quickly appeared in the mirror, with some pedestrians on it and a few homeless people squatting on the side of the street. The sanitary conditions were not very good. Hermione found that the blurry figure of the homeless man looked familiar, but the interference was too severe to see clearly.

'In Langeburg again? I won't go. What if it's a hole specially dug for me, or Tatiana is already squatting there waiting for her to appear. It would be bad if she still brings the angels of the Witch Sect with her. If you jump into a pit even though you know it is there, you won't act like a fool. '

Hermione suppressed the urge to go back for revenge and just reported it to St. Christopher. If there were no key and related items, she would just use her special skills to start cursing.

"Let's go back. There seems to be some trouble outside. It's not suitable to stay for too long. We can also teach Hans what he missed in the afternoon."