Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

In the viewing area, Jorah and Flagg were also looking at the large field inside on the simple wooden steps, holding a booklet introducing sports methods. He had been paying attention to this thing a few days ago, but it was too difficult to clean up the hidden dangers. I was busy and didn't care.

Unexpectedly, I was sent here to watch and prevent accidents in the end. Wouldn't such a large gathering be more likely to cause danger?

Flagg sat down and studied it carefully. This was the first time he saw such a gameplay. How could he not have thought that it could be like this before? It was so simple.

Sitting around were some civilians who came here because of the reputation. They were dressed in ordinary clothes, mostly grayish-white and brown coarse cloth. Children jumped between the wooden boards, making a stampeding sound that made the place even more noisy. They heard that there would be prizes drawn, so they came early. Come and sit down here.

"The safety risks here are too great. These people are just messing around. Not to mention a few cultists mixed in, the quality itself is problematic. Only the stand in the middle over there is qualified."

Feeling the low and curved planks, Jorah was really worried that the place would sink. Flagg raised his head and looked at him, with some helplessness on his face.

"We'll just do our best, and you should sit down quickly. Thanks for teaching me how to act. I should be able to be promoted to Sequence 7 by the end of this time."

"I asked you to follow me, but if you didn't come, you would have already done it. Of course the church won't tell you, you can only realize it on your own."

Jorah used his hat as a fan and continued to stare at his surroundings. Charlotte and Nancy below also saw them and came to them with the drinks they bought.

When they came over in the morning, they happened to meet Charlotte and Nancy who had also been watching together, so they came here together. After Jorah's previous warning, Moritz did not dare to forcefully exploit them, for fear of being directly used as a cultist to scare other monkeys.

Jorah did not directly destroy Moritz's business, but just asked him to treat his girls better. Even if Moritz was gone, there would be other Moritz to replace him, and he would eventually leave here.

Charlotte is wearing a light blue blouse and a high-collared gray-white skirt. She has a healthy and well-proportioned figure, and a pair of black eyes shining with happiness and agility. Nancy's top is a red and white plaid striped shirt, and she is also a gray and white high-necked skirt cut to the shoulders. She looks about eighteen or nineteen years old. Charlotte is slightly older than her, not tall, and has a round face. Somewhat delicate.

"Don't stand too high. It's better to go to the next side."

"Jorah, Flagg, can we sit next to you?"

"That's okay, just don't go to high places. The quality of the boards here is not very good."

Charlotte and Nancy sat next to Flagg, and Jorah still stood behind to prevent the people walking around from rubbing against the backs of the people in front of them. Two teams of people wearing white and yellow clothes walked out of the center stand in front. people.

Hermione stood in front of the armrest, dealing with the gentlemen in front of her who kept coming to talk to her. Among them, Carl Erich von Bock from Marseille was the most enthusiastic about her. He is about twenty-five years old, taller than Hermione, with slightly curly brown hair parted on both sides to expose his forehead, blue eyes, handsome features, and a polite person.

After Hermione had just dealt with Cecil and Matthias, this man promptly chatted with Hermione about the sport, and then about daily life. Hermione could tell that this man was also an old man in love, like There are too few pure people like Mr. Medel.

“I often go to Trier, which is both heaven and hell. The strong contrast between the ground and underground, the rich areas and the slums makes me unforgettable. It is also a place at the forefront of the times, attracting countless people with dreams. "

"Then you don't plan to move to Trier? You are also one of those with a dream."

"I have a very good life in Ma Xi. There are some reasons behind it that make it difficult for us to make changes, especially when you are used to a place and it is difficult to change."

'How could a local snake leave its own territory? In Trier, you will probably be deceived by everyone! 'Hermione hasn't been back for so many years, and she doesn't know what has become of her. Most of the news she got was from newspapers and books, so she could only pick out some irrelevant replies.

"Are you planning to invest as well?" Hermione thought that she would also be able to get some share of the investment, not for nothing. Although it was only one percent of the shares of the initial members, they were given to her as the initiator.

"Let's see how it works first. We have to give investors a glimpse of the future when trying to attract investment. Maybe I will also go back to Ma Xi to invest in one. In the future, Ms. Austin can come and watch it when she has time. It's also good to play in Ma Xi. The environment is better. Farro is much better.”

The two teams of different heights in the open space in front were ready. Geisler came back after shaking hands and signaled that everyone could start. The rules are very simple. You cannot touch the ball with your hands, and you cannot hit people with malicious fouls. The goalkeepers in blue and green clothes are not allowed to touch the ball with their hands outside the penalty area. The red and yellow card system...

Hermione also asked Geisler to arrange some support flags to mobilize the atmosphere and distribute them to the audience to make them feel more involved. A tall and strong referee in gray sportswear tossed a coin to decide the kick-off in the presence of the temporary captains of both sides.

Kamari Town team wears yellow sports autumn clothes, shorts and short sleeves, while Lange United wears gray and white, with an oak barrel pattern - Baden Winery - printed on the chest.

In a daze, Hermione felt like she was back to the way she was before in front of the screen, but her fantasy was quickly destroyed by a bunch of people scrambling around the ball. They lacked organization. The little man in white clothes and his dexterity hooked the ball out from the inside and kicked it to the players in the opponent's half, which made the audience's emotions even higher.

She was not aroused and sat back down next to Dermot. The offside was becoming too obvious, but there was nothing to worry about at first. After all, she couldn't even set up the formation well. She relied on the little knowledge left over from the previous World Cup. They talked about 343/4231 and let them figure it out based on their ideas. Just use some anchors.

The others also found their own seats to sit down, so as not to disturb the people sitting behind them. Bock originally wanted to come closer to Hermione, but found that she was surrounded by ladies and ladies chatting, and there was no room left. The children sat directly on the floor in front and leaned on the armrests to watch.

The person who responded did not kick the ball into the goal. It was directly confiscated by the goalkeeper in blue from Kamari Town and thrown back. Then there was a big melee around the opposite goal. Hermione looked helplessly at such novices pecking each other. She instinctively received more feedback and became a little excited inside. Was she being driven in the opposite direction?

"Sister Hermione, the ball went in, it went in."

The melee at the door came to an end. Hans, who was leaning in front of her, jumped up and raised his little hands in celebration. He remembered that the people in yellow clothes were his team.

"Mind your appearance, Hans." Dermot pulled him back between himself and Hermione.

The Qiao La people on the U-shaped suggestion ladder stand also attracted attention, and they felt like they wanted to play football. Especially when they saw those few people fighting there for a long time and couldn't get out.

"I didn't expect this Austin lady to be quite interesting. She looks pretty good at sports, but she's just too good at it."

"Aren't you cheating when you go up there? Who can withstand you?" Flagg complained. You, an extraordinary person with an enhanced body, are breaking the rules wherever you go. "Pay attention to your surroundings and don't forget about business."

"If you come too close here again, I will throw you out. Believe it or not." Some wretched men wanted to get closer to Nancy, but were directly stopped by Jorah's fierce eyes, making him sit back helplessly.

Charlotte and Nancy, who were sitting, thanked him. They had not been respected and protected like this for a long time, and they looked back to the court in front of them with more vigor and smiles on their faces.

There was a conflict between the players there. The tall and strong referee directly separated a few people and sent off two with a red card. If he hadn't been a bit prestigious, he might not have been able to control the top people.

Different from the lively stadium area, there are only two homeless people lying in the shadow of the wall in Fountain Square, waiting for the occasional help from the church.

Perec got off the carriage and walked towards the church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom inside with a sad face. Unexpectedly, in a short period of time, a deputy mayor and a candidate for deputy mayor died. They all died in extremely miserable ways.

The woman present went insane and went crazy. In the end, she relied on various extraordinary means to get the information, and she all pointed to this place. The matter was so important that he had to investigate it himself, otherwise no one would dare to be the deputy mayor.

'Hope it can be resolved smoothly! 'After that, he walked inside.