Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

After arriving in Kamari Town, Craig and team members Nalio Schwartz and Denman Bowen came to a hotel, and a fairly neatly dressed waiter greeted them at the counter.

Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man, drinking glass after glass of wine from the shelf behind him. The three of them were a little surprised as to why this man came inside to drink.

"Give us the cleanest room here. We need to take a look at the environment first."

The waiter heard this and took them upstairs to choose a room.

In the relatively clean room, the three of them found a chair and sat down.

"Craig, are you sure they really came here? It's not that far away from Langeburg. If I had gone directly to Rune or Fenebaud."

"They are not you, Denman. Besides, are you willing to give up hope for the future? This is the place where the divination last showed up."

"Why don't you talk to the church here? Let them help me."

"We'll go back later! The most urgent thing is to find those two people quickly, otherwise we lose control and hurt ordinary people, and we won't be able to get away with it if the higher authorities investigate."

"Let's get familiar with this place first and get some information first. There's no point in rushing. We'll go back in two days if there are no results."

After Nalio finished speaking, he and the two of them went out to investigate. Langeburg didn't have many people, so they couldn't be wasted here. He always felt that Craig was a bit aggressive this time, so he could just let the church handle it.

On the third floor of a single-family building, Salmont was lying on the bed, Mrs. Redelman was leaning on him, and the maid behind her was massaging Salmont's back. Ortel sat in a chair and looked at the last issue of Rune's Adventurer's Journal next door.

"I've already invited them over, the rest is up to you."

"Thank you, honey." Salmont kissed Redman.

"I heard that you often visit Ortel's room at night. My husband is going to Langeburg to take the administrator's examination. He has a little lover there and he won't be back for a while."

After hearing this, Alter closed the book. The cover showed a colorful picture of a pirate surrounded by flames, and the title was an interview with an alternative pirate who was keen on preaching.

"Redman, do you also want to experience that exciting feeling? But your home is still a bit dangerous."

"I believe in Salmont's skills."

The bell rang, and Alter stood up to open the door.

"It seems that Almiron is here. Let's fight evil! Let's play according to the method taught by Salmon."

"Then you need to wear more clothes."

Ortel pulled Redman out of the room, leaving Salmont and the hammer-backed maid behind.

On the uneven streets, Hermione looked outside through the window and found that there were fewer ragged people. However, the police patrols were more diligent than usual. They looked at pedestrians, not even the familiar fixed-stall vendors. Pass.

"Has something happened in the town recently?" Hermione smelled Mrs. Dermot next to her. She was a local rich man and should be well-informed.

I have almost become deaf to what is going on outside the window and am focusing on teaching. Could it be that Tatiana came to visit me?

It's been a long time since I saw her doing anything. Is she unable to bear the loneliness and looking for me again?

"I don't know. I'll know after I ask Father Gerhardt. Maybe the authorities are chasing fugitives. It's not far from Langeburg and there is a port where criminals often appear."

After walking down the Fountain Square, people around me walked towards the church. The tower next to the vault is thin and small. Standing next to the big green clock are people waiting for the time to ring the bell.

Hermione was a little worried that he would fall down. The space there was obviously taken up by the big clock, and she didn't even care about her disciples!

When they came inside, the group of people found a good seat, and the ladies also came here.

Hermione got to know a lot of them during this period, and several of them were from the manor where Langeburg came to live here. They would go back after a while, but the distance was not far, and it didn't take more than a day by carriage.

The door leading to the reception room at the back opened, and Hermione saw the man who had made trouble before, and two strangers. Waldo was not inside. Father Gerhardt finally came out, closed the door, and prepared to start his usual work.

The other party seemed to have noticed Hermione, and walked into the back from the other door without changing his expression.

Hermione's tall figure and perfect appearance were hard to miss, and her flaming red hair was the most eye-catching presence among the crowd.

"Teacher Hermione, what's wrong? Do you know those people?" Mrs. Dermot also caught Hermione's gaze.

"I wonder if the people who came to make trouble last time are up to something again this time. Remember to stay away from those people, in case you get injured or have an accident."

"I will pay attention, and so will you, Teacher Hermione. If you need help, just let me know."

Mrs. Dermot took Hermione's right hand and indicated that she would support her.

Hans, who was still around the waist of everyone else, also held Hermione's other hand and looked at his mother warily.

This was originally his tutor, but then he found that except for teaching, almost all of his time was taken up by his mother.

Her eyes returned to the painting of St. Christopher in front of her. Hermione felt that if she wanted to run away, she might be able to abduct Mrs. Dermot and Hans.

In that case, old Geissler would probably be sad for a while, and then convert one of his lovers in Langeberg to a permanent partner. Young man, you still have to stay and inherit the family business.

After the choir finished singing the praises, the children folded their robes and returned to their parents. Then the bell rang, the ceremony ended, and everyone present left.

After finishing his officiating, Father Gerhard approached Hermione to remind her to pay attention to the fugitives who had fled to the town. After speaking, he left here, and the communication that others wanted to come forward was also pushed away.

"What does it mean?" Hermione wanted to know the reason, and it seemed that Father Gerhardt didn't know either. And the fugitive should be an extraordinary person.

"Dermot and Hermione, remember to come on time tomorrow."

After Mrs. Redman reminded her, she and Ortel left.

Tomorrow is the day for Mrs. Redelman to hold her own private party, and the place for the event has been repaired. Mrs. Dermot only hastily painted a frame here.

Hermione stretched out her hand to steady a girl who turned around and almost tripped over a bench. She always sat down on the middle bench every time she came. Hermione came more often and had some impressions of him.

The girl looks to be in her early twenties, with light blond curly hair that is parted from left to right and tucked behind her ears. She wears a headband decorated with a red and white plaid bow. She has a slender figure and wears a light blue dress.

With a maturity that was different from her age but also a little innocent and shy, Hermione felt emotional that she finally met an innocent beauty who was not a witch. (Glor, Celia:?, I know you don’t love us anymore.)

"Thank you, ma'am."

"You're welcome."

The girl was a little shy around strangers, shorter than Hermione, and her eyes were not filled with as much desire as the others here.

After finishing speaking and nodding, Hermione and the others returned to the car. She found that there were no homeless people outside. They might have been driven to other places by the police!