Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

Hermione condensed an ice mirror and directly reflected everything inside. It didn't take much spiritual energy to maintain it, so it would be no problem to get to the island.

Then the ice mirror in his hand disappeared and was put away. A somewhat surprised Knox looked at the empty warehouse inside and wondered where they could find a powerful helper.

It seems that the situation is going to change again, but it doesn't matter, no matter what the final result is, Roen has made enough. Now the main task is to eat the main body of the continent left by Fusac.

After a few polite words, Hermione followed Bahm to a small sailboat in the port.

Some people above saw Jorah and jumped down to reminisce with him.

"It turns out you're not dead, that's good."

He thought of his companions who were trapped on Maggiore Island, and that was his regret and pain.

"Excuse me, go to White Bird Island first, and then turn back south and head to Konot Island for a more secluded location. I will prepare a batch of supplies here. The medicines are at the White Bird Island base."

"It's not easy for you either. I hope it ends soon!"

"I hope so. It's so difficult for us to get a port!"

Several people boarded the boat directly and headed towards White Bird Island. Bahm watched the boat disappear from the horizon at the dock, and then left with the people.

Hermione leaned against the side of the boat, looking at the sea water rolling in the wind and the endless horizon, with the scorching sun above her head not yet setting.

Jorah put on a pirate hat and read his crew list inside and figured out what to do. Everyone else has their own thing to do.

I don't know if it was because of my own presence, but I arrived at White Bird Island without encountering any danger along the way.

A few pure white birds flew in the woods above. The island was quite large and could accommodate at least two to three thousand people.

Leaning on the simple dock, Hermione went to put away the medicine and glanced at the somewhat young Leslas Lee, who was carving a tree with a knife.

Someone with a bit of an adventure. Afterwards, he inquired about the route with the officer who stayed on top and said goodbye directly and boarded another sailboat to head for Konot Island.

Before leaving, he waved to the duo standing at the dock. He didn't know if he would see them next time. There would definitely be danger.

As we sailed past at night, there were some groups of huge sailing ships passing by in the distance, and from time to time a few cannonballs fell into the distant sea.

"Almost there?"

She asked about Captain Sullivan. They were transporting some supplies by the way, and they were not afraid when they heard that a big shot was taking care of them.

"Yes, Your Excellency Austin. The sea area in front is blocked by the Cochrana Navy supported by Feneport and Intis, but the loopholes are large and small boats can slip through."

Next, Hermione watched the old seaman skillfully direct the sailboat through the sea area where cannonballs fell from time to time, while erasing all interference that would affect the hull.

A huge island emerged in the dark shimmer. There were trees and cliffs on this side, and the port was obviously not here.

"We're going to take the trail in."

After Sullivan said that, he drove the sailboat directly towards a dark place, which seemed to be a cliff.

The bow of the ship hit directly into the darkness, and finally the entire ship disappeared outside. There was still a cliff here.

There seemed to be a huge cave eroded by the sea water. On the railings of the pier below, there were Maxi people, Fusak people more than two meters tall, mixed-race people, and people with dark and yellowish skin from the southern continent who came to support.

It was like a motley crew of dissimilar troops. The excitement that had originally appeared when they saw the incoming boat quickly collapsed.

The people who planned to move it were also relieved. This was obviously not supplies.

"Where's your commander? The supplies have arrived. Let's go to Konot Port."

Sullivan jumped down and shouted, and Hermione observed the scene inside the cave. Most of them were built temporarily and were made of fresh wood.

At most, it can only accommodate a medium-sized sailing ship. It seems that Jorah and the others will continue to sail.

"Can your little old boat hold so much stuff?"

"Stop making fun of us."

They looked at Hermione who came down curiously, and these dirty and messy people gathered around her as if they hadn't seen the opposite sex for a long time.

"Miss, are you the new doctor? I feel like my thigh was hit by shrapnel."

"My arm was broken by the gun."

"Give me a step. If you don't want to go mining in the mining area, just go back and stand guard."

The middle-aged man from the Southern Continent with a yellowish complexion came here, responded to Sullivan's call, and dispersed the onlookers.

"Eastman, the supplies are with this lady. Now that my mission is completed, I'm going to rest first."

Sullivan and Hermione Eastman said goodbye and left.

"Are you finally willing to wait for the strong men to come? I hope you will rescue Deputy Governor Cordis. He has not come back for a long time."

Hermione learned that Silvestri Cordis went to the foot of the extinct volcano in the east in order to seek help from the last tribe on the island.

There has been no news for three hours now, which inevitably makes the governor and the leaders below worried.

"Show me the way and give me something that Cordis often uses."

After speaking, she put some of the supplies in the open space in front and asked them to quickly get them to replenish them.

"I can finally shoot those sailboats hard, and I can finally return them after eating dirt for a few days."

"There are still medicines. Send them to the hospital quickly."

After getting the pencil that Siswest often used, Eastman led her to the dense forest above and gave her the general direction.

"You go escort those supplies. Some of them are still with me. I sent them directly to Konot Port."

"Excuse me, Your Excellency."

Hermione followed the guidance of the pencil in her hand and headed towards the dense forest. There seemed to be some chaotic undead aura remaining around her.

Did the other side send extraordinary people to sneak attack? Or some curse method was used.

While thinking about it, I unknowingly came to the area in front of the Life and Death Mountain. These distances would take a long time for ordinary people, but my ability allowed me to travel quite quickly.

The spirits inside were driven away, a little too quiet, and the pencil in his hand continued to point forward.

Hermione was not worried about someone ambushing her. Unless Tatiana was thinking of her, she would still be in the Northern Continent.

The dead branches and leaves under her feet creaked, and she did not hide herself. After all, she had now returned to the power of a saint. He is no longer the timid self he used to be, and it’s time to mature a little more.

The undead fireworks that opened were directly wiped out by her. This is close to the power of a saint. It seems that he has really spent a lot of money to kill Si West.

I hope he can hold on, I really want to see how he can unite the indigenous and Feysac-remnant forces above.

"Who are you? You broke the rules."

"I am your ancestor."

Hermione directly used spider silk to pull out the skeleton hiding in the shadows, and a mirror reflected him in, and the body outside instantly lost its extraordinary abilities.

"It's good that he's still there! You actually paid a big price to kill him. It's amazing."