Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

In some dim streets, Jorah followed closely the footsteps in the darkness ahead. Samant must have led Flagg to the front. During the afternoon investigation, they finally found the homeless man who had slipped through the net and was not dead. The conch in his hand was about to catch him several times, but Jorah and others were briefly dizzy and escaped from him.

Some people around were leaning against the door to watch curiously, but Jorah shouted back directly. When he came out of the blind corner, he quickly lowered his head, and the wooden stick covered with spikes swept across and hit the wall.

"I didn't expect you had some brains."

Jorah fired his pistol into the dark corner. The man inside covered his arms and ran out of the dark area quickly to join his accomplice holding a wooden prod at the corner. Unexpectedly, he actually had an accomplice here, and Jorah became even more excited when he thought of this. He still hadn't recovered the losses he suffered behind the church.

"If you keep chasing us, I will release the divine grace."

The man holding the wooden spike was afraid of the pistol in Jorah's hand, and quickly led his accomplices to run through the winding streets to avoid possible shooting.

"You can be released, but you are still talking nonsense here." Jorah jumped directly to the wall above and wanted to go around in front of them.

The chaotic noise made his ears sting. Even if he blocked it with two balls of cotton, it still didn't work. This was different from ordinary sounds. Shaking his head, he jumped down and continued to catch up. It would be very bad if he fell from the top.

After walking out of the somewhat complicated alleyway, the two homeless men in front of them stopped there, constantly turning their heads to look in front and back, trying to escape from both sides. Jorah came out of the darkness of the corridor. Salmont and Flagg led a few policemen to block the front and left and right directions. It took a lot of effort to capture these people alive.

"Then let's die together and go to hell."

The person holding the wooden thorn will crush the conch in his hand, and a frantic sound will be heard and dispersed around. Jorah and Flag broke his wrists and did not allow him to proceed to the next step.

The police saw the opportunity and swarmed the two men. Salmont used medicine to stop the bleeding from their wounds and calm down the two men.

"Send this back to St. Borgia Church in Langeburg and leave it to Archbishop Lucas for investigation. We won't touch it."

Flagg covered and wrapped the conch inside the severed hand with a white handkerchief engraved with brass text, and sealed it into a palm-sized brass box. It was also engraved with knowledge magic for sealing extraordinary items, which can effectively Separate the impact of sealed objects.

"We have to be careful this time. We must not let them die again."

More than a dozen homeless people imprisoned in the police station and two prison guards on duty were all dead before. This time, these two people had to be put under the Holy Emblem of Knowledge. After reminding each other about the relevant contents, the three returned to the church with the police and the two fugitives.

On the dimly lit simple stage, Palina Hill endured the discomfort and shook hands with the fortune financier sitting in the front and said goodbye. The surrounding townspeople behind were holding oil lamps and shaking them, trying to attract her attention.

Seeing that the singing concert was about to end, the scary lady did not appear again today. Palina Hill breathed a sigh of relief. It would be fine if she didn't come, so she didn't have to worry about being frightened. It seems very good to come and listen to it, so let’s give it a try!

After shaking hands with complicated emotions, Palina Hill was ready to go back to rest. The waiters invited by the bar helped her find her way back to the back door. A fat middle-aged man holding bright roses came to her and knelt down on one knee.

"Ms. Hill, from the first time I laid eyes on you I was captivated by your soulful, charming eyes. My heart has not been mine for a day longer, and I hope it will bring me to you. We will have...

"I'm sorry, sir, the people behind are about to rush up, so I'm going to hide for a while."

"Ms. Hill, I really like you, please listen to me."

Then that person was squeezed into the crowd, and the rose was picked up and thrown into the air without knowing it. Palina Hill took the opportunity to quickly return to the bar. The disadvantage of her singing was that it was easy to get on people's nerves and amplify their emotions, so she had to leave quickly every time it ended, otherwise who knows what those people would do.

Of course I like a handsome guy who is capable and responsible. When will he show up and take me away? If it weren't for living, I wouldn't have to work as hard as I do now.

After returning to the room and closing the door, Palina Hill took out a small tube of dark green liquid and drank it. This was a potion formula given by the wizard, which she said could help stabilize her fatigue after singing. Then she fell on the bed and fell asleep directly.

The chirping of birds in the early morning woke Hermione up in the hanging basket. A few drops of dew dripped on the tips of her hair. The sun in the distance had not yet risen, and the rays of light illuminated the surrounding environment.

After she communicated with the natural spirits here for a while last night, she rested here directly. Even if the strange group came up again, it would not affect the people in the house, and there was no need to restrain her hands when fighting. This distance was enough to take care of those people. thing.

There was a letter left on his legs. I didn’t expect Mr. Derrick to reply so quickly. Hong really didn’t remind him every time. What if he lost it? Also, her original name was not mentioned. Hong kept calling her like this because he saw that she was a red spirit.

'I have to find an opportunity to force a confession. She should be able to help me recover a lot of memories. '

Then he opened the envelope and looked at the letter. Derrick first praised Hermione for clearing this pollution, because it had some living characteristics, and if it grew stronger later, it would harm many innocent people.

The following is the explanation for the appearance of those contaminations. The end is coming soon, and there are many hidden evil gods who cannot stand it any longer. They have begun to revive and infiltrate, and various organizations under them have also become active. Otherwise, everyone would not go to the Southern Continent to carry out activities. Cleanup operation.

There were some secrets that Hermione would naturally remember when she regained her strength, so it was better to be careful now. As for the devouring power and the decay that accelerated the passage of items, he was a little confused.

According to some private reports, Derrick asked Hermione to find an organization called the Di Keli Resuscitation Society. He didn't know much about the outside world in Bayam.

When I think about it, I didn't even have time to find Lucy Vienna, and now there is another missing organization. I will use divination to find it later. Things have to be done one by one.

"How should I find Lucy in a more natural way that won't arouse everyone's emotions?"

The mirror he took out showed Lucy lying on the bed, still sleeping soundly. The purpose of the mirror was to just look for it directly, and to disturb it for such a trivial matter.

"Is there anyone in the town who is related to the Di Keli Resuscitation Society? Or is there anyone who can find clues about that organization?"

Lucy on the screen transformed into Palina Hill, who was also sleeping on the bed. Unlike Lucy who was sleeping in an upright posture, Palina spread her limbs directly in a large font, the quilt fell to the side, and her nightgown was rolled up. , the skin color of the whole body is a healthy wheat color.

"Is this a clue?"