Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

After hearing Hermione's words, Dermot straightened up. It seemed that things outside were not over yet.

"Are the gangsters here to kidnap lone women? Hermione, you have to protect me."

"Madam, you are thinking too much. They are not so brainless and know who they should not offend. Have you ever seen a gangster offend his sponsor?"

Outside the door, the waiter fell to the ground and leaned against the door wall, looking at the corpse lying on the street in front with some lingering fear. With a smile on his face, his eyes that were not closed seemed to be looking at him with a hint of inquiry.

"It seems it's really not suitable to go out. Just like what you said Hermione, people are unlucky and their teeth will get clogged when they drink water. Let's go back."

Dermot noticed the happy smile and felt a little nervous. He was originally pulled away by Hermione, but when he saw that she suddenly didn't move, he quickly quickened his pace and pulled Hermione away who turned around to watch.

'Die in a dream? 'Hermione turned on her spiritual vision and found that the deceased was very ordinary, and those breaths had long since dissipated. If you can summon the remaining spirit to ask, you should be able to know the reason. There is still plenty of time now.

"Hermione, why are you so interested in dead people? I won't let you go even if I am a living person."

"I'm a little curious about his expression."

"It's better not to get involved. Although I know you are very powerful, the police will take care of these things. Your task now is to accompany me."

Hermione had no choice but to be pulled away by Dermot. I originally wanted to see who the believer behind the organization was, so I wouldn't be afraid if I was discovered. What could I do to myself because of my high status? It would be good if I could find the items belonging to key people, and by the way, I could give him a curse to eliminate harm to the people.

Jorah should also come to check. Summoning a spirit shouldn't be a problem. It's still Sequence 7 after all. Hermione, who was cursed, curious, and wanted to help, was pulled away by Dermot, and someone was lucky enough to escape.

"I just had an occupational disease, and it's not easy to correct." Hermione explained the reason why.

"What kind of occupational disease? You look very healthy?"

So Hermione explained the meaning of the word to Dermot so that she wouldn't think too much: "I worked as a detective in Pulitzer for a while. I was exposed to these things a lot, so it's not a big problem."

"Hermione, you ran to the Southern Continent for a while, you were in Intis for a while, and you went to Pulitzer for a while. Don't you want to go to Feneport? "You look much younger than me, right? No, you are one of those people who writes novels to trick readers into killing them. Live your life pretending to be an identity, leave when you have enough material, and then construct a novel based on your experience and publish it. Consider us all your inspiration, right?

“Looking at your appearance before, are you trying to write me as that kind of evil stepmother, just like the Snow White story you told.

Dermot used his own imagination to arrange a reasonable identity for Hermione. There seemed to be no logical problems and he could justify it. What makes Hermione a little strange is, did he tell her the story of Snow White? It was obviously meant for Hans, so you can still blame yourself for eavesdropping.

"Madam, you have a great imagination. It would be a pity not to become a writer of youth love idol dramas."

"You are talking about weird vocabulary again, and you dare to say that you are not a writer, otherwise how could your language be so good." Mrs. Dermot was quite proud that she finally knew the true identity of the other party.

Hermione looked at the indifferent Dermot and said close to her ear: "Actually, I am over a thousand years old, older than your family. Isn't this normal?"

"I believe it." Dermot almost laughed, temporarily forgetting his previous worries.

"So you have to respect me, I am an ancestor-level existence."

“I don’t know who is still calling mom and sister while sleeping...hahaha

“If you keep talking, I’ll let you call me mom.

Hermione accurately found the point of laughter in Dermot's armpit and interrupted her. She just missed her family and was not considered dead.

Some people on the street in front suddenly started dancing and singing, which made Hermione a little curious. She stopped punishing Dermot and asked a random person who seemed kind enough.

"Uncle, what happened?"

"Beautiful girl, are you coming to the banquet too? Wasn't Hu Bo corrupted by the evil storm before? He also lured those demons to the island village, causing many people to die there.

"Now that he has finally been judged by the Lord, his property will be used to compensate the people in the town who were harmed by him. Father Gerhardt will preside over it. I believe everyone will get some.

"Originally, everyone kept silent about Hu Bo's relationship with his wife. Who wants to expose the family scandal? Now a lot of people take their wives to the church to receive compensation. Face is not important anymore.

"It's such a pity why I don't have a beautiful wife, otherwise I could get a lot of money. Beautiful lady, can I buy you a drink?"

The middle-aged and fat man said with regret, without hiding his gaze from Hermione. An angry voice came from behind, and it was also a fat middle-aged ordinary woman who pulled the uncle back.

"You hate your wife so much, don't you? I will dye your hat and clothes green when I get back, and then go find John next door.

"I'm joking, don't be like this...

After receiving the information about the explosion of modern people and combining it with the concept of life in Intis, Hermione felt that it was normal. You can't jump to conclusions just because you don't know Kamari Town, just observe and observe.

"Are these two beautiful ladies coming to my house for a dance?"

Mrs. Dermott, who was next to her, was obviously not used to these residents' activities. She carefully avoided the man who wanted to hold her and dance, and hid behind Hermione to speak.

"What are these people so excited about? If it were my wife, I would beat up Hu Bo."

"Madam, let's go back quickly. These people have some mental problems, and they shouldn't be like this. And you look so weak, so don't fight."

Without thinking too much, Hermione picked up Dermot and left quickly. These people were obviously overly excited. It was probably the mental influence of the previous waves that spread out, which amplified people's inner emotions.

After the authorities have dealt with these matters, those people will have cleared their own traces and fled. The harm caused will not be great, and the authorities will not bite them too hard. This secret organization was so incompetent that it actually ran away.

What is the purpose? It's not like preparing for a large-scale ceremony. I haven't seen how to preach, and there are no gossips.

Hermione thought for a while and stopped thinking about it. You are chasing your own beliefs in the mysterious world. I live my life in the real world. It is good not to interfere with each other. It would be even better if there is a way home.

Then he carried Dermot through the narrow aisle and came to the stables. He rented a horse and rode back directly. The stable owner recognized Dermot and let Hermione ride away with confidence. He would then send a man there. It would be nice to just ride back after the manor collects the bills, and it can also pay the rider's weekly salary for this week.

The people on the street here are relatively normal. Some men looked at Hermione riding a horse with Dermot in her arms. Unfortunately, the long skirt did not give them a chance. The figure on the horse quickly moved away from here, and the pedestrians on the street were busy with their own affairs. .

Hermione, who was riding sideways, now realized the benefits of pants. They were not a specialized riding outfit and were not very comfortable. Fortunately, I was wearing boots, so walking was quite convenient.

Now that her strength has dropped sharply, it would be better if she didn't let those around her take risks. With this in mind, Hermione realized that something was wrong with the residents, so she picked up Dermot and ran away. I am not a savior. When I encounter danger, I can only consider people who are close to me and treat me well.

"Hermione, why are you in such a hurry? It's better to ride in a carriage. But this is very cool. I didn't expect you to really know how to ride a horse. Hurry up and run."

"I know a lot of things. Those people are obviously too excited. You don't want anything to happen to you."

As long as I don't cause trouble, trouble will stay away from me. Hermione really doesn't want to get involved in these things. The church will handle it anyway.

After galloping to the grassy roadside, Hermione slowed down the horse and walked forward. The surrounding area was already a quiet and elegant manor, so there was no need to be too anxious, otherwise it would be bad if the horse misbehaved.