Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

After having dinner and arranging other tasks, Marilis took Rosina to the dining room.

There were several empty wine bottles on the table, and Mrs. Dermot and Hermione were cuddling each other to toast, or it would be better if Hermione supported Dermot.

"It's better to be unrestrained like this. I envy you, Ms. Hermione. I can only stay in this place for the rest of my life, but you can still travel the whole world."

"Everyone's life is different. We can only have ourselves, and we can't learn from other people's experiences. Just be envious, don't be too deliberate. And it's very dangerous for me. Maybe one day people will... No more. Madam, you still have such a lovely Hans with you, so don’t worry too much."

Well, Mrs. Dermot spit out the breath of wine, "Yeah! I still have Hans, and them. And you can talk, I kind of get it. If only I were as charming as you."

"Madam, you are also very charming, no less charming than me. That was not my intention."

Mrs. Dermot leaned weakly against Hermione, holding the wine glass tightly in her hand.

Hermione got a little excited for some reason and continued to drink with Mrs. Dermot, forgetting that she had to go to class tomorrow.

Marilis came to the side and reminded Mrs. Dermot that she was older than Mrs. Dermot. She had been with Mrs. Dermot since she was a child, and it was the first time she saw her like this.

"Marylis, you came just in time. Let's taste it together and sit here with me."

"Madam, Ms. Hermione has to teach Master Hans tomorrow, which is not good."

"Is that so? Ms. Hermione, let's continue tasting some other time! There are many other kinds in the cellar, I guarantee you will like it."

"Well, you can come to me if you have any troubles. I know a thing or two about psychology."

In the end, Marilis helped Mrs. Dermot leave, and Hermione also said goodbye to them and returned to her room. The maid Duffick placed a pile of clothes and skirts on Hermione's bed and was helping her put them in the cabinet. Seeing Hermione coming back smelling of alcohol, she quickly spoke.

"My wife asked me to put this here. She said you can wear it if you like."

Dafik is about the same age as Rosina, with a flat face, black and red hair, and is much shorter than Hermione.

"Thank you, Dafik, I'd like to take a shower."

"Please choose your clothes and come with me, Ms. Hermione."

In the single bathroom, the drunken Mrs. Dermot was soaking in the bathtub, constantly thinking about the troubles during this period and the resolutions of the past few days. Hermione's words woke her up. Marilis was hunched over and wiping her body with soap.

"Okay, that's it! Marilis."

In the spacious master bedroom, on the warm silk bed, Mrs. Dermott was half-sitting on the bed in her pajamas, with her hair scattered behind her head. Marilis, who was about to open the door and leave, stopped her when she saw it.

"Marylis, you can wash in the bathroom inside! I have something I need your help with."

"Madam, but I don't have a change of clothes here."

"You can wear mine first. There are no outsiders here, so you don't have to be so outsider."

Hermione returned to the room wearing a beige coat and white nightgown. She could only make do with it, but there was no one else in the guest area, except the host area opposite.

Just when Hermione was about to sit down and think about how to leave her mark, there was a knock on the door. When she opened the door, there were Hans and Adele in her nightgown and nightcap. Hermione didn't know why her eyes kept focusing on her chest.

"What's wrong with you? Especially you, Hans, it's time to go to bed."

"Sister Hermione, let's go up there and look at the starry sky here. You will definitely like it."

Thinking it was something serious, Hermione pulled up her coat and followed Hans to a stairway, as if it had been put up temporarily and could be dismantled.

"You can see it when you climb up, but be careful not to make any noise. It's a bit close to mom's room."

After Hans finished speaking, he went up the familiar stairs, opened the skylight and went outside. Hermione looked at Adele next to her and spoke.

"You go first, I'll hold you up."

After saying that, Hermione put her hands around Adele and quickly came to the top without making any noise.

There is a small platform outside, with some fallen leaves and water marks. It is rare that the crimson moon does not come out to ruin the scenery tonight. The Milky Way above is bright and the stars are twinkling.

The scenery on the ground can only be roughly seen in outline, and occasionally some bright lights in the distance can be seen.

"Sister Hermione, do you know what that star is called? The one that emits blue light, and the white light of the one not far away is also very strong."

Hermione was alert in her heart, and instinctively told herself not to look at these things, and just say it casually.

"Those are the stars that should represent the gods. You can look at the constellations or the gods' introductions. And don't look at the things on them randomly, especially the observation aids such as telescopes, otherwise the gods will punish you."

Hans and Adele quickly prayed to the God of Knowledge and Wisdom for forgiveness. Hermione wanted to know who got them interested in this, but it wasn't something they wanted to study.

In the master bedroom, Mrs. Dermot was half lying on the bed, holding a book in her hand and reading carefully with the light of the desk lamp. The cover picture is simple, and the word art of "Carol" is outlined in blue and white lines. Writer Jane, if Hermione were here, she would definitely complain again, this guy is simply the second best to Russell.

Marilis came out wearing a rose pink nightgown, with her dark flaxen hair spread naturally, giving her a youthful aura.

Dermot saw Marilis come out, put the book in her hand and opened her mouth.

"Marylis, please sleep with me tonight. I haven't spoken to you for a long time."

"Madam, what if Mr. Geisler comes back? I'd better go back to sleep."

"There are no outsiders here. Just call me Dermot. And if he comes back, will I still be like this?"

Seeing Marilis who was still hesitant, Dermot directly spoke forcefully and asked Marilis to lie next to him, then leaned on her chest, picked up Marilis's hand and put it on her body.

"Marylis, how many years have we been together, do you still remember?"

"It's been 22 years! You were only 6 years old and I was 9 years old at that time. I didn't expect that it has been so long."

"Thank you, Marilis, for always being there for me."

"I'm the one who wants to thank you, Dermot. If it weren't for you, I might have been reduced to a girl on the street."

"Everyone is deceived when they are young, am I not the same? Are you still resenting Adai?"

Speaking of this, the breath in the back of his head became obviously chaotic.

"I just resented myself and seeing her was like seeing a younger me."

"She is also 15 years old, almost your age back then."

"I would rather let her stay with Master Hans like this for the rest of her life than be deceived like me."

"You are too absolute. This is not good. It's late at night and it's time to go to bed. We haven't chatted together like this for a long time."

"I…

Marilis was about to say something else, but she found that Dermot in her arms turned around, looked at her, and pulled up the quilt.

"Can't you stay with me?"

Hermione on the small platform asked Hans, who had been watching for a while, to quickly go back to sleep. Adele beside her was about to fall asleep leaning against her.

"If you don't study hard and fail the monthly exam, I will be expelled and leave here."

After hearing this, Hans hurriedly went down, and Hermione also came down quickly holding Adele in her arms, and closed the skylight at the same time.

"Sister Hermione, you are very skilled."

"Don't be so talkative and go back to sleep."

After interrupting chatty Hans, Hermione turned to ask Adele, who was a little confused.

"Isn't Mr. Geisler coming back?"

"No, it will take a week for the master to come back."

"Take Hans back to rest quickly!"

Hermione watched them close the door and returned to her room, just in time to write a letter to the Royce family to talk about the situation, to urge the two sisters to study, and to tease Grohl.

On the dark streets of Kamari Town, outside several neatly planned new single-family houses, a dark figure quickly walked past, followed the guardrail to the yard of one of them, and disappeared into the darkness.

In the gorgeous and neatly decorated bedroom, the crystal chandelier on the ceiling exudes a warm yellow light, the floor is covered with embroidered off-white wool carpet, and the walls are decorated with green patterned silk. The cabinet on the wall beside the door has many small drawers with blue flowers on them.

Someone climbed in through the open window. It was Samant, the deacon that Hermione had seen in the church. He quietly came behind the woman sitting at the desk and hugged her.

The woman raised her hands in surprise, the book in front of her lost its pressure, and the pages she turned out closed.

"Mrs. Ortel, I am here at your invitation."