Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

Chapter 58 Successful Application and Interlude (recommendation ticket requested)

"Ms. Hermione, I didn't expect you to love my silly son so much. I'm sorry to delay your trip." Mrs. Dermot, who kept talking about the scene, had already learned that Hermione agreed to her son's request, her expression was a little hesitant, He took a few more glances at Hermione under the black veil.

I found that my inner affection for Hermione was increasing, as if there was a voice saying yes to myself.I also considered that it is not good to delay others, so I was entangled there for a while.

Salmont, who came out, couldn't help but cut in when he saw a few people chatting, and opened his mouth after understanding the general situation.

"This is pretty good! It's good for Hans' growth, so let me test Ms. Hermione's ability to master various languages!"

"Really, it's okay with your help."

Mrs. Dermot glanced at Salmont, thought for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Anyway, she was also very satisfied, so she decided to follow her heart.

Hermione passed these simple translations very naturally. At any rate, she traveled all over the world back then. She hadn't learned or seen anything, so she really couldn't use divination.

"Ms. Hermione, I didn't expect your language skills to be very good. I want you to come here to translate all kinds of books."

Salmont kept praising Hermione, told Mrs. Dermot about the result, and left here in time to receive the next visitor. He couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Sister Hermione, I knew you would succeed." Hans was the most excited and jumped in front of Hermione.If he hadn't taken care of being in the church, he would have jumped up and circled to celebrate.

"Mom, you see what I said, right?"

"My little Hans, pay attention to your image."

Mrs. Dermot could only keep reminding Hans of the etiquette he should pay attention to in public places, but she didn't directly stop him. They are a newly rising citizen class, and the requirements for etiquette are much simplified and practical.

"Ms. Hermione, you can also move to our place. After all, the hotel here is similar to the house on Offrey Avenue. It's really hard to imagine that you have stayed for so long."

"It may be that I often explore in the deep mountains and jungles. I have experienced a lot, and I don't care so much about these."

Of course not, I also care about it!After Hermione chose the room by herself, she hired someone to clean it again, and then cleaned it again with magic. With her special aura, even microbes dare not approach her residence, let alone other things.

The hotel owner has recently lamented that there are no small guests such as mice and cockroaches in his shop recently. Could it be that the god of knowledge and wisdom has given the favor to the believers and made his business much better recently.

"Then I will trouble you, a great adventurer, to tell Hans more about the dangers outside. It is good for children to be curious, but they often forget that there is an old mother who is worried about him."

"Not everyone is suitable to go to the outside world. Sometimes the dreams woven at home are also the best destination for oneself."

Hermione and Mrs. Dermot looked at each other knowingly, and Adai watched Hans follow the two people in front.

Today, many people with poor clothes and dirty bodies come here.Since Salmont became a doctor, believers who were unable to go to the hospital for treatment have come here to seek hope. Father Gerhardt told them not to drive them away, and they can come as long as they want.

Avoiding the poor people who came to ask for help, Mrs. Dermot said goodbye to Hermione on the marble square. They came at a very fixed time, just to avoid the follow-up people.

"Ms. Hermione, I'll have the coachman pick you up at the hotel later. You can go back and get ready. See you this afternoon."

"Sister Hermione, see you this afternoon."

Hermione waved goodbye to Hans and Mrs. Dermot who left. She could feel that Salmont seemed to have something to say to herself, and she had seen her behavior in the past few days.

Walking out of the intact marble square, Hermione set foot on the road back to the hotel. There were many carriages pulling oak barrels on the side of the road. Together with Hermione, they went to the street of the hotel and stopped at the bar next to the private houses on the opposite side. The long-awaited employees began loading and unloading oak barrels.The mellow fragrance filled the streets, attracting many people to watch.

"Beautiful lady, you're back!" The innkeeper didn't know why he was so warm to Hermione these days, and greeted Hermione when he saw her.

"The latest batch of white wine from the Baden Valley has been shipped to the opposite side. Ma'am, you can try it tonight if you have time. Although it is not as good as the blended wine in big cities, it has a special flavor. There are also pure barley and hops. There are also many types of craft white beer and dark beer, sour beer should be very suitable for you.”

In the southern countries, the traditions are thoroughly preserved, and the craft beer and wine are also very suitable for Hermione's taste.

In addition, people here generally like ham, sausage, and red sausage made of pork, which are very delicious when eaten with sauce and whole wheat bread.Of course, it has to be fried and grilled, so that the aroma is better preserved, and Hermione is a little in awe of boiled and mixed with salad.

Due to the pressure of life, few people can often eat these things here. Most of them eat products such as sea fish, or sell sea fish to other places in exchange for meat, so that they can save costs by making them themselves.

"Lucius, I'm leaving here. I promise someone else to be his tutor for a while. Thank you for your hospitality."

The owner of the hotel was named Lucius Schutz, and he became familiar with Hermione who was walking around these days, and felt a little sorry to see Hermione's back when she left and went upstairs.

"Hey, stay away, don't hinder my business, who wants to come to my shop with you at the door." Lucius saw the beggars outside slowly pushing to the door of his shop, and hurried to drive them away.

Hermione went back to the bedroom to tidy up her things briefly, folded the newly purchased dresses and put them in the suitcase, so it wouldn't be so troublesome if there was a traveler around.Go anywhere safe in the world.

Seeing Hermione coming down with the box, Lucius hurried forward regardless of staring at the people outside.In his middle age, he couldn't help but look a little mellow, which made Hermione think it was those salesmen.

"Master Lucius, what's the matter with you?"

"Beautiful Ms. Hermione, can I have a meal before leaving? I'm ready."

Looking at the embarrassed Lucius in front of him, he was about the same size as himself, which seemed a little funny.But Hermione also understands that apart from encountering some people from better families who are tall and tall, most of them are at the same level as her, and there are reasons such as malnutrition.Also, I seem to be a little taller, 1.7 meters, which seems to be the inheritance brought by family genes.

Follow Lucius to a quieter compartment. There is a meat platter on the table, which is common local meat such as ham slices and sausages; creamy mashed potatoes that can be spread on bread; tomatoes, cucumbers, Mixed vegetable salads such as lettuce; there is also the common staple food of whole wheat bread, with meat sauce and jam on the side, and icing, you can choose according to your own taste; your favorite puff pastry and goat cheese are also available There is a bottle of red honey wine from the Baden Valley.

'Why is it so grand, it didn't serve some ordinary sea fish or relatively ordinary dishes like fooling ordinary tourists. 'Hermione didn't see so many types available on the menu. The meat is basically a fish with more than a dozen tricks.

"Shopkeeper Lucius, what are you?" Hermione pretended to be stupid, the shopkeeper didn't mean it.

"That's it, Ms. Hermione, I see that you often go to the church recently, did you encounter something? Or you are homeless. You see, I have been busy for half my life, and I have my own property here. Would you like to live here with me?"

Lucius' eyes were a little dodgy, and he didn't dare to look directly at Hermione, so he could only keep observing from the corner of his eye.

"Shopkeeper Lucius, with your conditions, you can find a woman in Kamari Town who can help you work. Why did you fall in love with me? If I am a liar and take away all your property, wouldn't you be in vain? Been busy half my life."

Hermione wanted to laugh a little, but she didn't expect to prepare so grandly to confess to herself, but unfortunately, she is a walking disaster, and getting too involved with herself will not end well.

"I believe that you are not such a person, Ms. Hermione, and I am willing to dedicate my property to you."

At this moment, Lucius looked at Hermione obsessively through the black veil, and the intoxication on his face showed that he was still in his own imagination.

'Are you affected by your own charm?I really have sinned deeply! Hermione wanted to correct Lucius as soon as possible. He might have been troubled for too long before.

"I'm sorry, I'm engaged to someone else, and I'm often wandering outside."

Hermione secretly stimulated Lucius's spirit, and made him wake up and hear these words, so that he could give up on himself.I didn't lie to him, I was engaged to a certain girl more than 1000 years ago, but I didn't become a Jagged Knight.Nor did she have a baby with a man before she was promoted like her own mother.

"Is that so? Yes, such a temperamental lady is not easy at first sight."

Lucius skipped the previous steps and drank the red mead, the sweetness in his mouth turned into bitterness.Hermione, who was sitting opposite, found a reason to leave here. There are always some regrets in life, I hope you can let it go!
When they came to the door of the store, the coachman was already waiting here, asked Hermione's identity and drove her to Gessler's house.The road is a bit old, and the bumps are obvious when walking.

(End of this chapter)