Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

The three of them followed Hermione to the square. Different from yesterday, tonight Edmund had a lot less whimsical thoughts and just stood there on the canvas, concentrating on his masterpiece.

The residents of the small town also stepped out of the scope of their dreams and began to walk here, as if they had subconscious guidance.

Hermione first came to Edmund and looked at the painting in front of him. He was mixing gray and black paint and painting it there in a messy manner.

The portrait is based on purple and gray, and there is an empty area with mismatched squares on one side, which looks like a space of different dimensions.

Hermione noticed a darker mark, which seemed to be crowded with things, so densely packed that it was terrifying.

He raised his hand and smashed the painting with a punch, making the three people who just came behind confused.

As long as you don't think about it, it's safe. The town is full of ordinary people, so they naturally can't think of too much. But that's not necessarily the case for the three people who came in.

"Leave quickly, it's not safe now."

Hermione immediately interrupted the dream, and the three of them found that they were still where they were, with Edmund lying on the opposite side, holding the dark milk pastry in his hand.

She wasn't sure whether it was the invisible existence that appeared behind, the bright red moon, or something else.

"Some things are dangerous just by seeing them, so don't force it." Hermione reminded them, and would go back to Edmund's dream after a while.

Nona and the other three hadn't reacted yet, and they couldn't say anything when they saw Hermione's solemn look. Several people continued to look at the sleeping Edmund Winter.

In the bedroom of Rennes Mansion, Mrs. Renner, wearing a pink nightgown, looked left and right in the newly-dressed mirror. Although the newly installed mirror is very clean and restored, I always feel a little worse when I look at myself inside.

Renn, who was sitting by the bed, wanted his wife to come over quickly. Mrs. Lane put away her thoughts and walked out towards the door.

"Where do you want to go? Serena." Ren's hands grabbed the sheets and his face twisted.

"I can't adapt to it now. When I think of you, I just..." Mrs. Lane held her chest and swallowed: "I'm going to sleep with my daughter tonight. Don't look for me yet." "

"How dare you..." Ren gritted his teeth and tried to pull his rebellious wife back, but thinking of the terrifying mysterious man and the beating, he could only keep tearing at the sheets.

In the dark space, Tatiana retracted her gaze from the room, and Duke North was still hiding in the shadow behind her.

"As expected, it will be tonight and tomorrow night. She is very smart and should understand it soon."

"The castle left by Alistar is actually here. You didn't remind me earlier. There are many treasures in it."

"Yuan Chu just told me recently that what does the castle have to do with me? I just want her."

"You are really a bunch of twisted guys, but I like it very much. I also want to enjoy the witch of the Sauron family." North's cold voice was mixed with overflowing desire.

"That depends on your ability." Tatiana, who had her back to North, showed a hint of sneer and disdain.

"I can use you first now, don't forget your identity."

The dark shadow directly covered Tatiana, making her look terrified and her green eyes filled with mist.

In the garden farmland, a purple-black color appeared in the flower trays piled up in the corner of the field. It quickly spread and turned the moist and dark fertile soil inside into a plate of purple sand, which was fixed here.

In the woods by the lake, Hermione sat directly in the spider silk hammock, hiding in the shadows and waiting.

Nona and the other two felt that Hermione was nearby, but they couldn't find the specific location and understood that she didn't want to communicate with them.

We all have the same beliefs and it should be one thing that everyone agrees on. Just like the ceremony of the Iron-Blooded Knight, the moment when the team is united.

Thinking of this, Hermione said sorry to the people of Garcia Town, and she had to use her charm in her dreams to unite them.

Otherwise, let Edmund go out of the town, stir up everyone's hatred, and let everyone agree to do him. This is obviously not suitable for my style.

If this affects the majesty of the church, Brandt will definitely be the first to kill him. I really don’t know how that Friedrich held back back then.

Edmond's subconscious took over and the dream came out again, but this time he became a preacher, standing in the square waiting for other dreamers to come over.

"Go in."

Hermione reminded Nona that the three of them appeared at the edge of the square. Edmund above looked at them and nodded with a smile. The book he held in his hand became a picture frame.

The square frames on it were stacked on top of each other and came in various colors. Nona and the other three were confused because they were a little far away and couldn't see clearly.

"Don't look at that picture, don't think about it."

After the reminder, she came directly to Edmund. Her light blue eyes were as clear as the clear sunshine shining on the blue sea water. Her hair spread out and became slightly curly. Her long hair was tied behind her head, giving her all the qualities of a girl. Beautiful and endlessly tempting.

Everyone below was immediately attracted to her, as if they were looking at the most beautiful thing, they stretched out their hands and became intoxicated. Even Nona and the three of them could not avoid it.

"Come, join me in praising the Fool, praising Him, our Guardian."

The following followed Hermione's words and actions with extremely pious hearts. They don't think about anything at the moment but the most beautiful person above them.

The picture frame in Edmund's hand broke free and floated into the air, and the layers of frames inside were enlarged and merged into the picture frame.

The separate colors begin to overlap and change. Unseen scenes appear one after another, and a vast expanse of white fog appears one after another.

An ancient aura came here, full of danger and oppression.

Those residents who were still confused were all thrown back to their dreams by Hermione. Edmund, who was originally holding the picture frame, jumped up and walked towards the sky with cheerful steps.

"Hurry up and get out of the dream with me."

Pulling the confused Nona and the three back, Hermione exited the dreamland. At this time, Edmund took the dark stick and walked towards the white mist by the lake, which extended to an unknown place.

The colored light spots on his head magnified and turned into an illusory picture frame, and he looked like the person in the picture.

Hermione followed him and kept some distance. The three people behind him felt very incredible and tried to step on the white mist without falling into the lake below.

In the dark world, Duke North raised his pale-skinned face, his pupils blazing with green light. Quickly throwing her hair to the side and gasping for breath, Tatiana disappeared here.

Tatiana held herself up with trembling hands and took out a mirror with runes arranged on it. After praying in Hermes, she pulled up her skirt and walked out.

Hermione had followed Edmund to the sky above the white mist, where there stood an ancient castle with purple walls. It stood in the white mist, occupying all the sight in front of it, and the fog became denser as it went inside.

The masonry stripes on the outside are intact, and it looks like an ordinary castle below. The windows on the wall are dark, as if all the curtains have been drawn.

The stone door in the middle was closed tightly, and Edmond was already very close to it. The picture frame on his body kept helping him disperse the thick fog.