Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

Hermione grabbed a handful of gold coins and gave them to Lev, asking him to keep quiet. These were rune gold coins that she had specially selected, and they were much more valuable than those from other countries.

The portrait of William on it became more and more friendly as I looked at it, and he gave a few more to Mrs. Dori as arranged. Destiny favors their beloved.

Dodge and the villagers went to the square below to join the cleaning force. Several of the villagers looked at Hermione with ghostly expressions. When they heard that Heras was assessing the damage below and getting compensation, they ran down.

"Ancestor, I didn't expect you to be so powerful and really drove away the ghost ship." Bonnie happily held Hermione's hand.

Emma was still a little confused, Bonnie obviously looked older than Hermione! But maybe it’s someone’s special hobby.

"Let's go! Let's go down there and watch! This place is in a secluded environment and there's not even a telegram. It will take a long time for the officials to come."

After Hermione finished speaking, she took a few people down below. Mrs. Dori inside was a little excited. The money was enough for them to move to the town.

"Lev, remember your instructions and don't talk nonsense. This is your hope."

"I understand, mom, I'm going to help too."

"go quickly!"

There were many corpses on the square, most of them wrapped in rags. Hermione estimated that half of the village was dead, and most of them were from the area from the beach to here. Fortunately, they didn't attract any evil spirits, otherwise it would be polluted. It will probably be wiped out directly.

Heras directly asked people to line up in a long queue to register, and then allocated corresponding compensation to them. Bonnie and Emma helped him, and Valery helped them maintain order. Hermione was a little confused as to how they were doing it. The person who sneaked in looked very scared when he saw himself.

On the way to the dock, Babs helped Babs to the square. This time he suffered the biggest loss. Not only was the ship lost, but most of the passengers died. The thought of compensation gave me a headache. It was time to think about it. The pirate's way.

Hermione was a little surprised to see Babs and Babs still alive. When she was walking at the dock, they were still struggling to escape in the sea. It seems that the ghosts did not cover this place with any death pollution this time, and there are some restrictions on their actions.

"Hello, you two, I didn't expect you to survive. There is compensation over there, so just use it as your travel expenses back!"

Hermione said hello to Babs and Babs who came closer, and they looked at McLenna, Jorah and others lying next to them.

"Are these the culprits this time? I want to scratch them now."

"Calm down, I don't know how many there are, and this one is wearing a navy uniform of a certain country, so he obviously isn't."

Hermione quickly persuaded them, this was a criminal suspect! After he died, the official came but he couldn't explain why.

"We don't know what to do if something like this happens. If I go back like this, my family won't let me go, and the company will push me out as a scapegoat."

"Yes! All such big passenger ships are gone."

Hermione heard the implication and asked herself to help them. It seemed that they also knew that she had persuaded the ghost ship to retreat. People who knew it should be able to guess it after broadcasting it to the whole island.

'Brothers, I'm just a little girl living in a foreign land. I can't help you with this, but I should be able to escape. 'Hermione muttered in her mind and quickly came up with an idea.

"You can go to Bayam and the Southern Continent to work. I believe there is a lot of demand for experienced captains there, such as the newly built city of Bayam."

Babs and Babs looked at each other. Is that what you meant?

Soon after, the cargo ship that came to the island to resell supplies arrived. Hermione also took some common currency, and distributed the rest to the villagers, hoping that they could rebuild their homes again!

Jorah and Flagg, who woke up, caught MacLenna and beat him up. This guy had all their partners tricked to death. They almost cried on the spot when they saw those clusters of characteristics.

Hermione used some tricks to prevent McLenna from using his extraordinary abilities, and let Navy Captain Flagg handle the rest! There shouldn't be any problem with him here, he and his group need to escape quickly.

After making simple arrangements, Hermione and her party said goodbye to the enthusiastic villagers, and said to Lev, "You will always face many temptations in life, so you must stick to yourself." 'Then I boarded the cargo ship back to the town with Bonneris and others.

This time we finally returned to land without any danger. Hermione sighed as she looked at the horizon in the distance.

In Kamari Town, a coastal town under the Principality of Faroe, several people walked off the pier, and Hermione found that she missed the land so much for the first time. Come to the street stalls to see if there are any special snacks.

Bonnie, Les, and Tobias followed him behind. Heras took his sister Emma and went straight to the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom in the small town. He also promised Hermione that he would get a pass for her in the southern countries. This way, I won’t be expelled by the authorities for no reason.

The roadside stalls sold fried bananas and snacks that looked like glutinous rice cakes. Hermione bought one and ate each one and found that there were bananas, shrimps and other ingredients in them. They tasted sweet and salty, and they tasted pretty good.

There were also super cheap kebabs. Just as the people behind were gathering, Hermione stopped everyone. She found that there were several people behind working on a pile of white meat surrounded by flies. Those looked like lymph nodes. Meat, quickly took everyone away.

"I didn't expect you to be so interesting, ancestor. To be honest, I don't pay much attention to these street snacks."

"Is it required by the noble etiquette of the family?"

"Yes! Even though our family is no longer like this, my father still insists on the same thing."

"Times will eliminate those who are left behind. It is probably those old antiques who don't know how to adapt and will be taken advantage of. When you go back, remember to act stupid and don't get betrayed."

"Ancestor, don't you plan to go back? It should be okay." Bonnie wanted to persuade her again.

"No need to say any more, I have my own arrangements."

Hermione plans to stay here for a while and then go directly back to Pulitzer, okay? Or do something else? My mind is a mess. Afterwards Hermione and Bonnie went to buy some changes of clothes. Several people found a hotel to stay.

"We are going back to Intis. There should be a boat to the Port of Sevia in a few days, and we can transfer back there. This town is pretty good and quite prosperous."

"I'll see if I can let you, Ms. Hermione, become a peripheral member of my organization first. When I meet other brothers and sisters in the future, I can help each other."

Tobias and Les told them their plans. They also had tasks to do, and they couldn't just sit around and watch others do things like Hermione.

Dodge was a little reluctant to give up, "You can come to us in Intis in the future. We are friends who share weal and woe!"

Hermione laughed. The meaning of sharing weal and woe was what she had said before, but she didn't expect to use it so quickly.

"Everyone, let's go eat first! Isn't there still a few days left? And it's not like we can't see each other in the future."

At the table, Hermione tasted the sea fish that was a little dark. The lemon juice dripped on it gave it a sour and salty taste. The meat inside had no flavor at all. Wasn't it marinated? What a waste!

The croissants were sprinkled with icing sugar, and the heat was acceptable. As for the vegetables, Hermione found that they were cut into pieces and cooked, or made into salads and eaten raw, instead of frying them whole in an iron pan.

The Roquefort cheese jelly suits my taste. It contains a lot of dried fruits and nuts, and the milky flavor and sweetness are just right.

Just when she was about to try the local specialty baked layer cake, a little boy in rags walked beside Hermione. His hair was messy, he smelled bad, and only two eyes on his face were clean.

The top was in tatters, and several were worn together to cover the holes in it. It had turned black and the original color could not be seen. The legs of his pants were torn into strips, and he was wearing rotten shoes that he picked up from somewhere.

"Sister, I'm so hungry! Can you let me have a small piece?"

The people around them were dissatisfied when they smelled this smell. Bonnie and Tobias reluctantly held back and restrained the overwhelming urge. Les and Dodge were relatively calm and continued to eat and drink as if it had no effect on them.

"Boss, how can we eat with you like this?"

"I'm about to vomit now. Don't expect me to pay for this meal."

“Am I coming to Ofori Avenue? (Ofori Avenue: a place where poor people and beggars gather in Kamari Town. The environment is terrible.)

...

Hermione quickly gave him a croissant and her own portion of phyllo in a box. The waiter came up quickly and drove him out. The little boy said thank you to Hermione before leaving, and finally disappeared outside the door.

The waiter who came back was a little confused as to how he got in.

"Do you remember what he looks like?" Hermione asked this question for some reason.

"I don't remember, but he reminded me of my old self." Dodge's eyes were wet, and he was similar to this kid at that time.

Everyone suddenly fell silent. They didn't know how to speak due to these common things.

"Keep eating! Why are you doing this? Just have a clear conscience."

Hermione quickly changed the topic, hoping that she had not affected everyone, and was afraid that she would morally kidnap everyone.

Upon seeing this, the innkeeper quickly served Hermione another layer of puff pastry, smiling at her and nodding.