Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

The aisle was already a little crowded, and Jorah and Flagg were helped here by the intern aide. Samant understood what they were here to ask. Remove irrelevant people and talk to them about what happened. The higher-ups sent people directly to handle the investigation, but I didn't expect that they would come back here in the end.

This makes Salmont a little uneasy. Are these guys going to sacrifice the entire town? I hope the church will send a truly strong man to deal with it, otherwise he will consider leaving Kamari Town.

Hermione, who was resting in the room, opened her eyes, and then came to the roof of the building. The falling rain automatically avoided her body. She looked towards the main part of the town. There were quite a lot of forces fighting there, and the strong sound was much quieter here.

'I hope nothing happens to anyone, it's been such a troubled time! '

When Hermione woke up in the morning and went back to rest after watching for a while, she felt the surroundings, which were still real. 'It's great that everyone is still here. It would be great if there was no such thing. I would rather return to ordinary life. 'She was a little sleepy and tired of the extraordinary events that happened recently, as if they were constantly reminding her of the reality of this world.

The light rain outside has stopped, but the sky is still gray and has no intention of clearing up. It may rain again in a while. If she were still at her peak, Hermione would just do good deeds and disperse these rain clouds.

'Want to go and see the church? That blast was a bit powerful. After muttering, he took out the mirror and looked at the scene in Fountain Square. The church was intact, some people were coming in and out, some old figures were there, and there was a man on crutches next to him.

"Teacher, the people nearby just had their glass broken, and no one had any accidents."

Salmont and several trainee deacons checked the area, but nothing unexpected happened. As for Waldo and the others, they sent a telegram to St. Borgia Church in Langeburg last night. I believe their matter will be handled by strong people for follow-up.

He didn't know much about this either. The higher-ups directly bypassed them to make arrangements, and they didn't know until something went wrong. No matter how bad this is, they will only follow in the footsteps of Waldo Dunman.

"You did a good job last night and eliminated the hidden dangers. I am afraid that the small village on the coast is already in danger."

"What if they were just contaminated when they came back? Teacher, don't worry too much. It should be not far from here, and there will be news soon."

"hope so!"

Hermione put away the mirror and realized that the storm of the previous incident had not passed yet, what they seemed to be preparing, and what was going on in that coastal village.

“The location of that village…

In the coastal village, the top layer of sand on the beach has dried. Hermione walked over it without leaving any footprints. She felt the same power that accompanied the strange woman she met before, which was the same as the one that attacked Perec.

When we came to the somewhat irregular gray and black area, it was silent inside. The sea breeze blew the quicksand out and returned to normal. Some debris brought inside quickly dissipated at the edge and turned into powder and became a gray and black member. There are no villagers around, maybe they have all evacuated.

"You came just in time. Can you please do me a favor? If I had dealt with it according to my previous ideas, I would have just destroyed it. Now it seems that I have one more choice."

Colombel, who had left in a hurry before, appeared here. It was indeed qualified for a saint to deal with this kind of pollution. Hermione was not surprised. After all, the previous elite team could be silently polluted.

"There's nothing wrong with sealing it into the mirror. You may need to reinforce it yourself. I can only use my power passively now."

"Just some hope is enough, I will sort it out, thank you for your help."

Colombel's face was calm, and she said she didn't want Hermione to interfere too much in this matter. Was she provoked? It just so happens that I can have some leisure time. After all, this is someone else's territory. I am just a traveler, so I can just sneak some anchors.

The small mirror engraved with divine patterns appeared in Hermione's hand, and the entire irregular gray and black area reflected in it became real. The layers of illusory space were about to overflow and the pollution was trapped inside. The flowing darkness covered the entire mirror surface. . The original area turned into a flat and clean sandy land, with fine yellow sand rolling in the wind.

Colombel took the small mirror and took out a simple book with a brass cover. It automatically opened to a blank page, and the small mirror placed on it became a small pattern inside, like a child's hand drawing.

Closing the book, Columper said goodbye to Hermione: "I'm going to track that thing first. See you next time."

"See you next time."

After informing the busy man Colombel, Hermione walked a certain distance on the beach and then left. There were still some people in the village. Was it lucky or unlucky?

After two days, the weather cleared up and it didn't rain again after that. Finally, the long-lost football game is about to start again. The flyers in the streets make everyone forget the sounds of the previous two days, and life is back on track.

After Hermione lay down comfortably and enjoyed Palina's massage service, she taught her how to control the voice charm she had obtained, and told her some things about the world of occultism to arouse her interest. If she were to convert to the Fool, she would be able to sing a few songs with artistic conception much faster than those ascetic ways.

This was the first time she had seen such a strange extraordinary power. It was like a grafted one, and it could last for so long without any special characteristics. It seemed that the wizard was very extraordinary. But there are some risks in it. I don’t know where this power comes from. If the people behind her have bad intentions, then Palina’s life will be in danger, and the quasi-believers she has finally developed will be gone.

The wizard used a very wonderful method to make the power think that it was still in the person where it should be, so that Palina could cleverly maintain the current situation. It seemed that the fee could be regarded as some personnel matters.

"When are you going to recite the name of the great being and pray to Him for protection? Otherwise, you will die if the power in your body gets out of control."

"Boss...

"Ahem, that great being is the boss, and I am his devout believer.

"Sister Austin, let me think about it again. I can't rush it anyway." Palina had already memorized the Hermetic names and the corresponding prayer methods that Hermione had taught her, but she didn't dare to try. Fear is the devil and devil mentioned in the scriptures.

"I won't hurt you. Remember, when you can't control yourself, remember to try it. For the sake of your worth, I will give you some life-saving means." Then from Palina's head I pulled out some hair and pressed it into the mirror.

Palina almost cried when she saw Hermione pulling her hair. She thought of the witch legend in her hometown.