Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

Hermione followed Father Brandt through the square and walked along the road by the river. The trees on both sides blocked the orange sunset light with their yellowish leaves. Hermione felt like a small bridge and flowing water.

There is a small lake below the river, which should be the destination of this trip.

On both sides, there were some people returning home after resting in the square in front of the church, women and children accounted for the majority.

A family that had planned to walk across the stone bridge also stopped there and waited for the two to walk in front of them.

The woman in the pink dress and flowered top hat was already waiting to speak.

She was followed by a servant and a girl who was shorter than her, wearing a yellow bubble skirt, and a waist-high boy wearing a bow tie suit, holding the woman's hand and watching curiously.

"Father Brandt, we would like to invite you to dinner tonight, thank you for your explanation."

"Okay, I'll be there on time, thank you for your invitation, Lady Catherine."

After finishing speaking, the woman looked at Hermione a few more times, then bowed and left.The people around her also took a few extra glances.

"She is Catherine Ernst, the wife of Garcia Town Administrator Carl Ernst, and those two are her children."

"thanks for your introduction."

Hermione, who didn't know how to answer, said this directly. She came here for the sake of Swan Castle, and other people can't control it.

Along the way, Father Brandt introduced her to the town residents he met. It seemed that the relationship was handled very well, unlike his silent temper.

The river emptied into the lake, and Hermione saw the cabin in the woods on the side where there were no houses, and two policemen sat outside watching the scenery boredly.Seeing Father Brandt coming, he quickly stood up to pay his respects.

After saying hello, the two came to the wooden house near the lake, where the sound of sawing and friction could be heard.

Hermione, who turned to the front of the door, saw a man with a beard and hair as disheveled as a chicken coop. He was tinkering with a few logs and a hand saw.

The brown coat on his body was worn out and messy, and the loose trousers also had many cracks. It could be seen that there was a pair of blackened white silk trousers inside, and the uppers of the boots were wrapped with a few pieces of rags.

"Some vanity Brandt, what do you want to ask this time, I am building a boat, and I still lack some tools."

"You can ask the police guarding you for it, and they will provide it to you if it is reasonable."

"I asked those two hypocrites and they ignored me."

Edmund Winter pulled out a bunch of vines from the cabin, threw the handsaw aside, sat down to weave the rope, and never took his eyes off the place.

"As long as you are still in the world, these desires are inevitable, but you are still the same."

"Do you think this ship can swim in the sea of ​​clouds? Can it cross the mundane world and reach its destination? I think there are still some things missing, such as a sail. Then we need to make a main pole. Where is the spruce better? The ones here are too small."

After Edmund Winter finished speaking, he put down the vines that had just been knotted in his hands, and picked up a hand saw to occupy the waist-high weeds on the bank. Some withered, yellow and slender weeds quickly piled up into a small pile.

"Hey, you've seen it too. That's how he is. I don't want to talk to him about the Lord of Knowledge and Wisdom, because I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and shoot him to death." Brandt felt a little helpless.

"I see, let me do it."

Hermione has been watching here for a while like the air, and that Edmund Winter seems to have forgotten her.

This was one of the few times in the long time Hermione had been here that she didn't turn heads. If everyone was like him, those witches wouldn't be able to seduce people.

"Are you going to weave a rope out of grass, hang a hook on it, and crawl over to your destination?"

"No, I want to hook to the clouds, there is the eternity I pursue."

After receiving the reply, Hermione went back to the side and continued to watch him go to the lake to fish for something. Edmund Winter seemed to have nothing in his body, but his spirit body was darker in color. Could it be that he was hiding?
A lump of mud was thrown directly at Hermione's face, and it quickly condensed into ice and fell to the ground. Father Brandt avoided it as expected, and looked at Ed who was back at the door of the wooden house talking to himself. Mond.

"Where did it go? It was clearly still in my hand just now, did it get lost?"

"Here, return it to you."

Hermione manipulated the spider silk to throw the block of silt and ice back in front of him. Edmund picked it up and ate it indifferently. With the other hand, he flipped through a non-existent book, like a student who forgot to eat and sleep Same.

"Aren't you going to say something? Like thank you or something."

"Is there another one? Those people will probably be very happy when they sleep at night, because there is another person who can sleep with them in their dreams. You are simply the rotten sludge and the deepest sin in people's hearts."

Edmund looked up at Hermione who was asking her contemptuously, and stood up, as if scolding a priest who had betrayed his faith.

"It seems that you haven't realized your crime yet." He looked at Hermione for a while, then suddenly backed away in horror and fell to the ground.

"Forgive me, I'm actually trying to negotiate a deal with the devil. No matter how beautiful the appearance is, it can't hide the ugliness and filth under the skin. The alluring fragrance is so stinky, like the dirt and stale gas stagnant in the sewer. I can't Imagine my eyes, my breath, my ears, my chest filled with these things, and I feel like my soul is rotting."

Looking at Edmund Winter who kept confessing to himself, if it wasn't useful, Hermione would have shot him to death. Everyone is drunk and you are alone, right?

"Forgive everyone here! None of them is innocent, no one needs forgiveness. Flowers and trees, birds, animals and insects, unborn children, and people who breathe the stench, they all need forgiveness .”

Edmund opened his hands in a hugging gesture and closed his eyes, as if he was an angel descending from the world.

Then he was kicked out by the angel Hermione who was walking in the world in front of him, and passed out on the ground, with a hint of intoxication on his expression.

"Things raised by demons, crazy."

"It's pretty good that you have been able to endure for so long. If there are a few ordinary people here, they will probably blame each other."

"He should be affected by something. All that can do this. My him can't see clearly, so he can only vaguely express it. Are you going to the banquet tonight because of these crap things?"

Father Brandt was a little helpless, "You should understand that these show the unspoken rules of husband and wife. It is important to maintain a good relationship on the surface. This person comes here and tells people that there is a devil in their hearts. It is not easy to live until now. .”

"Let me do the divination."

Father Brandt watched as Hermione unknowingly took out a translucent ice mirror from there, and came to the fallen Edmund Winter. The finely carved ice mirror floated above him, inside The screen starts to appear.

He lived normally in the first half of his life. He lived in a local Aboriginal family in Stuttgart. There were parents, younger brothers and sisters in his family. He grew up safely and went to a seminary to study.

Afterwards, the picture began to blur, and when I came out again, it became like this, walking crazily on an unknown road, and came here in constant tossing and turning.

"It's a pity that he was admitted to East Poole Theological Seminary. Although he is worse than those two universities, he is still a talent. We must always maintain faith and awe," Father Brandt, who was also watching, continued to regret .

He could not help but feel desolate for the family that had lost their child, the one whom they had hoped for, a thing gone forever.

Hermione wrote down the address and name of the family. If necessary, she needs to investigate. The premise is that Swan Castle really came to pick up Edmund, and she failed to enter.

After her careful inspection, there seemed to be faint traces of color in the center of Edmond's head, only tiny dots.

When I wanted to replace it into the mirror, I found that there was no response, and I couldn't even do a normal reflection.No wonder it just shows everything is fine.

"Can I enter Schwanstein Castle through him?"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the mirror shattering sounded, which startled the audience, Father Brandt.Then it becomes whole again.

"Is he the one who entered Schwanstein Castle?"

The mirror shattered again, and Hermione simply gave up on the idea.Father Brandt had heard the word twice, and it seemed the legend was about to start digging.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, and kept his demeanor here. As an elder of the church, he knew that there were some things to ask and some things not to ask.

After the divination of the trace did not yield any results, Hermione, feeling helpless, came to the side of the wooden house and patted the wooden wall, leaving a small reflective mirror on it that was not easy to notice.

At that time, if there is a situation, you can rush over directly. As expected, divination is useless for this kind of thing, except for those special people above.

"Let's go back. I'll take a look tomorrow. It seems that we can't communicate today."

"Then I'm going to the banquet, and you will be responsible for this person to the deacon."

At the edge of the Stuttgart school district street area, several people hidden in the backlight opened the shadow on the wall, and a human who looked as dry as a mummy came out of it.

The flesh and blood on his body had already lost its vitality, as if it had been air-dried for many years.Dark curly hair grows on the scalp that falls out at any time.

He was wearing a tattered purple-black robe, holding a simple square box respectfully with both hands, and a key was stuck in the keyhole and hadn't been turned.

"Let Anhalt return to his hometown, at least let him satisfy his desire to destroy the Curtis family."

"The lackeys of the Church of False God are still chasing and killing our messengers outside. I hope this will allow some of our brave men to escape."

A corpse wrapped in bandages continued to emerge from the bottomless shadow, the wall against the shadow continued to age, the originally bright wall faded rapidly, and the powder kept falling down.

One of them took the box and carefully let the other open it.

Passers-by saw this scene and wanted to shout out, but found no response. They wiped their necks with their hands and found a pile of dried powder, and finally disappeared on the ground.

The decayed breath in the box flowed out and poured into the opposite corpse.

It seems to exist in a purple-black endless desert, magnificent and vast, but also extremely far-reaching and vast, bleak and lifeless, just like reaching the end.

The huge eyeball on the dark sky kept turning left and right, and it seemed to be embedded in the darkness, splitting a small eyeball from time to time, floating around.

One of them made its way through the desolate landscape with difficulty, came out of the box, and incompletely burrowed into the corpse on the ground.

"Get together quickly, let's leave quickly, or the old guy won't be able to escape when he comes."

The other two people who heard the words closed the box with difficulty, put it back into the pair of dry palms, and then disappeared into the gap opened by the shadow, and the wall also turned into powder and dissipated, revealing the structure of the room inside.

The occupants and the owner of the room happened to be watching the strange changes there, and noticed the bandaged corpse that kept beating on the ground.

Intuition told them to run, but when they looked at their hands, they found that they had dissipated into dust.The area where the bandaged corpse had been turned into a purple-black desert.

During the night, Hermione was sitting at the table on the lawn behind. Hearing that there were deacons and newcomers coming, everyone thought it would be better to hold a face-to-face exchange meeting at night.

It's a pity that Father Brandt is going to mediate family conflicts, but even if he is there, he doesn't talk much.

Helen and Hermione were sitting on one side, and the deacon Anna Gold and the trainee deacon Apfel were opposite. Luc Kurtz said that he wanted to show off his skills and brought barbecue tools from home. , cook dinner for everyone.

In the Garcia Church, Father Brandt and the acolyte Luc Kurtz are locals, while Anna Gold and Adam Apfel are foreigners.

Kurtz was busy baking and everyone had no time to talk for a while, and Anna Gold, who was sitting across from her, was waiting quietly.

Apfel looked at Kurtz's work a little shyly, as if looking at Anna Gold's profile again.

Helen next to you might not be that familiar with everyone, she rolled her eyes left and right, watching for possible topics, after all, she and Hermione didn't say anything on the road, and together they were not as many as Mira.

"Why are you looking at me, I know I'm very popular, eat quickly."

Kurtz put the tested mutton on the table, and felt that everyone's eyes were on him, so he quickly opened his mouth to tease him.

"Hurry up and eat, it will harden when it's cold, Kurtz is right." Hermione didn't care so much with everyone, they are all members of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, so why not be polite.

"Then I won't be polite, thank you for your hospitality, Deacon Kurtz."

Helen also started to eat, while Anna and Apfel on the opposite side were giving in to each other, and it took a long time before they started eating.

After taking a sip of the light and sweet wine, Hermione leaned on the back of the chair and felt a little more emotional. Even she didn't know what she had planned for such a wandering day. She said she wanted to go back, but now she can't go back after going around.

That's not right, when the four emperors stood side by side, my family hadn't moved to Trier, so that's all going to end later.

At that time, I was also baffled by the primordial witch who had reacted, and was expelled again. I didn't stay for long, so let's count.

"The moonlight is so nice." She said for no reason.