Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

Chapter 84 Sudden Changes
Inside some dilapidated thatched houses, the cleanly dressed old Tatton brought the little boy Schiller to the ritual altar that had been set up. Three strange candles had already been lit, and several figures could be seen outside guarding the door.

"Envoy, come with me, we can start now.

"I understand.

Then the old Tatton and Schiller put their hands together, and looked at the opening of the altar in front of them devoutly:
Voice of God
all voices personified
babbling in spirit

You are the listener of the whisper and the essence of the whisper

I pray for your strength
I pray that you will save the pious believers who are in trouble
I pray that you will cleanse the town of Kamari from the scourge
Campanula ~ listen to the herbal medicine of all things in nature, please pass on the power to your devout believers
Grass of slippery words~ the herbal medicine that belongs to babbling, please bestow power on your sincere believers
The orange candlelight turned milky white, the surroundings suddenly became silent, and the invisible ripples poured into Schiller's body...

In the temporary control room behind the church, Jorah is torturing the bound homeless survivors.He sat on the stool, held a pistol, stared at the slovenly homeless man in front of him, and the sour smell didn't affect him at all.The tramp with a dark face and loose hair looked at Jorah with clean eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time.

"Hurry up and tell me who your accomplices are, and I'll give you a treat."

"Do you want to know? Then ask our god. Hahaha...

A violent sound wave came out, and Jorah hid directly behind the table. When it was calm, the homeless man who was tied up had his facial features twisted, his mouth opened and he died.

People who heard the commotion came and kicked open the door one after another. The body of the homeless man was lying on the chair, and the isolation wooden fence around it was broken. Jorah got up from behind the table, kicked the drawer in front of him, and the table changed instantly. into crumbs.

His ears were bleeding, and he was a little shaky when he walked. Gerhardt and others who came over kept saying something to him, his eyelids drooped, he was a little tired, and then fell down.

"Take Jorah to rest for a while, Samante, you are a doctor, just treat him."

The sound of rushing footsteps outside made Father Gerhardt aware that something was wrong.Fleger came here quickly, and Dunman was parallel with him.

"Officer Gerhardt, the homeless man in the police station died, and even the prison guards and nearby prisoners were not spared. Is Jorah alright?"

"It seems that this incident is out of our control. May they rest in peace in the Temple of Knowledge." Father Gerhardt looked much older and prayed devoutly. "Deng Man, I'm afraid you will have to work hard this time. The principal culprit has probably escaped. Thank you for your timely assistance."

"I'll go back and explain the situation to the director, and remember to send a telegram to Fort Lange."

Without stopping for a moment, Deng Man turned his head and left. He had just sent the investigation materials over when he saw the corpse on the fountain square. He had just finished dealing with the traces with Fleger when he heard what happened at the police station.The events of the past few days have been one after another, making him exhausted from running back and forth, but he dare not relax in the slightest.

"Let's go to the police station and have a look."

"Okay. I guess the principal culprit has already run away, and the divination pictures sent over are useless. It's too late."

"Let's check for traces first!"

Gerhardt and Flagg stepped into the dark street and walked towards the police station.

Hermione in the manor seemed to feel that there seemed to be a fluctuation of power in the town, and she didn't pay much attention to it. This kind of thing was handled by the church, so she had to solve her own problems first.

He casually controlled the bat hanging on the wall. It looked like an ordinary creature in nature, but Hermione couldn't hide these little tricks. She was already a little tired of the other party's voyeurism.

"Am I pretty? Since you want to see it so much, I'll show you some pretty ones."

Hermione's arm was split open, revealing her pale and patterned appearance. The bat let out a violent roar and turned into smoke and dissipated in the air.

Then go back to your room and perform divination in front of the mirror.

"I want to know who is spying on me."

A thick shadow appeared on the mirror surface, and there was nothing else, the surrounding darkness became thicker, Hermione interrupted quickly, she found that this shadow seemed to invade reality.It was nothing to her, but the rest of the manor were ordinary people.

The other party seemed to be well prepared and not afraid of his own investigation.Are you a member of the evil god organization?It shouldn't be Tatiana. If she found out, she would have attacked me long ago.

First, find some clues from the surroundings. Hermione feels that if these hidden existences can help her get rid of the original witch, she doesn't mind introducing the great existences to them.I've been here for so long, and I haven't developed any believers yet. It seems that I have to find an opportunity to find some reliable ones.

"Where is the peeping me?"

The scene in the room emerged in the mirror. There was a mass of festering flesh and blood on the ornately decorated bed. A naked woman sat down and yelled while clutching her chest.

'There is something wrong, you guys are discussing on the bed and still looking at me. ' Hermione wanted to burn this pile of flesh, to desecrate herself, and death would be easy.

"Where is this place?" Hermione then learned about a street in Lange Castle, and information about the deceased, a certain administrative officer of Lange Castle and his mistress.Hermione has no interest in these things, she wants to know the real man behind the scenes.

"Information related to that person."

Several pictures kept appearing, some in the panicked streets, some in ordinary houses, and those people spoke a name that kept appearing.

"Fei Na? Don't fall into my hands. I feel that I need to release myself. I hope you can bear it."

Ignoring so many things, Hermione lay down and rested directly. It was time to prepare a powerful curse to arrange voyeurism, otherwise everyone would think they could step on themselves.If you do it one more time, you can follow the network cable to find someone based on the mystic connection.

In the morning, Hermione was well rested and half-lyed on the bed to let herself go, and waited until Duffy came in before getting up to tidy up her image.

"Dafik, do I look good?"

"It's very beautiful. I don't know why after I saw you, Miss Hermione, I lost interest in everything else, and everyone else, too, was talking about you in private."

Seeing Dafik with a shy face holding the clothes at a loss, Hermione smiled, and then looked to see if she could use the hunter's ability to make others disgusted to balance herself.

"What are you talking about about me? Is it something like love?" Hermione whispered in her ear, and left to wash up, leaving Duffy in a daze.

"What am I talking about? Is it a twitch?" Hermione patted herself, hoping it wasn't schizophrenia, just a bad taste left over from the past, and then went to the bathroom.

When he came to the teaching study, Hans had already been waiting here, and Emma, ​​who lowered her head, was sitting beside him, wearing a light red floral dress, and her hair was simply tied into double ponytails.Adai came with breakfast.

"Sister Hermione, why do I feel that you are a bit ordinary today, not as attractive as usual."

"Maybe your freshman period is over. You men are like this, and I have always been like this. After eating, go to class seriously."

It seems that the effect is not bad, and the consumption of spirituality is nothing to her. Hermione is very satisfied with Hans' reaction.She is wearing a teal lace-trimmed dress today, and her hair is simply braided.I'm trying to see if I can block each other's bugs, and use the hunter to make others hate me to balance the witch's charm to others.

"Emma and you too, let's have breakfast first, and if you have anything to say, you can talk about it if you need my enlightenment."

In front of Emma, ​​Hermione tried her best to show an amiable appearance. This age is an important moment for constructing the Three Views and accepting external information, and it is good to help as much as possible.

Emma ate in silence, did not respond to Hermione, feeling a little depressed.

"Crying won't solve the problem, let's grow up first. Blaming and losing your temper will not be fruitful. I should say these things when you grow up."

Touching Emma's head, Hermione didn't say anything, she was just a spectator and couldn't make decisions for the Gessler family.And I was still on Dermot's side, it was really difficult, it was easier to curse people.

(End of this chapter)