"Have Jorah and Flagg left too? They are very lucky and have been protected by the Lord of Knowledge."
These two people always saved the day, leaving a deep impression on Hermione. This time, the low-risk events did not require them, and they were not qualified for the high-risk events. It was a blessing that they were not overly involved.
"I'm very optimistic about both of them. Students from seminaries are always the most reliable."
"I hope I can meet them again in the future. I'm going back first. Please pay more attention to them."
Gerhard, who was still a little intoxicated and proud of his church school, also said goodbye to Hermione, and told Hermione to have the opportunity to go to the seminary for further study. With her talents, she would definitely be able to pass the exam and experience a different life there. It would be even better to have the opportunity to further study at the Temple of Knowledge in Lemberg.
Hermione hurriedly made sure to do it next time. The best result of going there would be to work for one more person. She was already very satisfied with the great existence of The Fool.
The Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom has adopted its own special seminary and university education system to attract people from countries of faith to study, and has cultivated a large number of elite intellectuals. These people occupy key positions in the church and society, thus consolidating the faith in these places. and stability.
Hermione also lamented that it was no wonder they were able to bring these small countries together. They were almost becoming a faction, but the leader was the church, which avoided the disadvantages of a faction. No one will be monopolized because of your family name, nor will you be rejected because of your origin. As long as you have faith in God and enough talent and learning, you are the future.
These seminaries located in various places together form a large network, from the University of Sehgal in the west to the University of Lemberg in the center, to the Mauerbronn Theological Seminary and the Dixi Theological Seminary in the east, connecting these broken small countries together. . In addition, the supreme temple of knowledge unifies these schools and becomes the highest place of honor. The church, the god of knowledge and wisdom, maintains their healthy operation.
The only bad thing is that the requirements are too high. Hermione feels that knowledge here is not suitable for changing destiny, because the knowledge church only needs smart elites and discriminates against those who are not smart, which will have a great impact on society.
Perhaps those unknown small colleges make up for this. Hermione learned that there is also a Lange Higher Theological Seminary in Langeburg. It is not large in scale and cannot be compared with those with long traditions, but it also gives some opportunities to the locals. If you study well, you may have the opportunity to study at a university in Lemberg or elsewhere.
'No wonder it was so difficult to transform and change, even Russell was shattered into pieces in the end. 'Hermione is not interested in this. She has taken root here for many years and already has her own way of dealing with things and her views on life. Outsiders will not change that easily.
Back in the manor, Hermione came to the familiar study room, where the chairs were all leaning against the long table. She pulled out the chair where she usually sat and returned here.
The books in front of me are neatly arranged, and there are also a few unopened new journals, as well as the books I bought last time that I haven't finished yet. Hilda, the painted adventurer, is still holding a bookmark that is half exposed.
After making sure the door was locked, Hermione began to prepare to pray to the Fool.
A fool who does not belong to this era~
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I would like to ask if I can get your protection during this trip~
I will believe in you more devoutly, spread your grace and deeds, and let your glory shine on the world.
After praying, Hermione took out the remaining sun charm for purification. It was used for emergency protection by Derrick when he was afraid that he would be swallowed by the active shadow again. Just keep it and go inside. I'm not weak after all. I'm really being looked down upon.
The others have been almost consumed, so it's better to prepare more materials for your own ritual magic. Who knows what will happen here. You have to ask someone to buy it through the messenger. It's really too barren here.
Opening the palm of his hand, a ball of red light appeared inside again, with more outlines. Hermione didn't expect that after giving Red so many charms, she would be beaten like this. There was also a precious destiny charm among them. When she recovered, she would have to ask her what happened. She is probably the only one who knows.
When Hermione woke up the next day, she found that she had not changed and smiled at her own stupidity. Wasn't the Fool's gaze always on her? Why go to all the trouble? I will probably be speechless after seeing this prayer message. I have recruited such a stupid believer.
Arriving at Dermot's room, Hans said a few words there, saying that he would be serious today, and followed her back to the study. Emma followed like a transparent person.
"I have to leave for something recently. During my absence, you must be obedient. Just read the book occasionally to understand it. Don't secretly take Emma outside."
"And don't secretly read those adult books, do you understand?"
Hermione had discovered that Hans was always secretly reading those special edition journals, and she happily shared with Emma that she would conquer the sea like Hermann in the future.
Although he didn't know many words, Hermione felt that it was better not to expose him to too many writings about imaginary life at sea. The real world is not as well-arranged as in the book. Danger can be saved every time. An accident will be enough for you to regret for life.
"I know, then I will watch Hilda's Adventures and The Chronicles of Narnia. I will take good care of my sister."
"That's not the case. I'm afraid that you will be confused by the content, mistake it for the truth and run outside. You are no longer here, so how sad your father must be."
Hermione touched Hans and explained to him what she meant.
"Hermione, this is a letter from the church to you." Adele came in from the door, holding a folded letter in her hand.
After taking it and opening it, there was a reply from Colomber. He said that he could go there first, and when he found the suspicious target, he could go directly to determine the situation, which would also avoid a lot of time problems.
An address is attached below, and the person in charge of the church there has been informed, so Hermione can go directly. There is no need to worry about someone pretending to be you. St. Christopher gave you a piece of paper before, which not only contains information, but also has a verification mark. As long as you show it to the person in charge, they will not suspect anything after confirmation.
After collecting the letter, Hermione looked at Adele in front of her and touched her as well.
"When you study hard, you should also pay attention to distinction and reality, and don't be deceived. The reason why Cinderella can marry the prince is because she is the legitimate daughter of the duke."
"I understand, Hermione. I'm not young anymore. I'll ask you for advice when you come back."
"Then please be more careful with these two little ones."
"It's my duty and I will do it."
After talking a lot, Hermione recalled how it was as if she was explaining the funeral arrangements, quickly adjusted her mentality, and hugged the person in front of her.
"When I come back, I will exercise more when I have nothing to do, so that I won't think too much."
After talking to people one by one, Hermione picked up the rattan suitcase that had been prepared and left here, and got into the prepared carriage. She waved goodbye to the people behind her. Now we go to Langeburg and then transfer to Stuttgart. If we catch up, we should be able to arrive late at night.
After a period of riding, Hermione stepped off the carriage. The sky above was already dyed orange, surrounded by neat buildings, with dark sewage streets in the middle, which made her feel like she was back in Pulitzer.
Most of the pedestrians on the street were formally dressed, wearing long black coats and dark round hats. Hermione didn't have time to take a good look, although there were some things that needed to be sorted out here.
After paying off the farewell coachman, Hermione walked into the crowded train station nearby and bought a ticket from the ticket office for the last train to Lemberg, which would pass through Stuttgart on the way. It was already past 12 o'clock in the night.
"I hope everything goes well." After saying that, she walked into the long-awaited train.
On the train that started to accelerate, Hermione bought tickets for the special carriages. The seats inside were spacious, neat and clean. The urban area outside the transparent glass window continues to recede, and there are many ancient buildings on the protruding mountain in the distance.
'That should be the former Langeburg area, it's not bad. The city planning below is not so good. 'Based on what she saw, Hermione evaluated this city, which she had come to for the first time, and then concentrated on sitting on the cushioned seat and closing her eyes to rest.
The carriage was generally quiet, but the sound of wheels rubbing against the track was a little loud. If someone could invent a fast and quiet rail train like a high-speed rail, Hermione wouldn't mind praising him.
The corridor inside was very spacious because there were two less seats. When Hermione opened her eyes, the sky outside had completely darkened, and the crimson moonlight was shining on the mountains.
She looked at the little girl in the aisle next to her who had looked at her many times. She was probably older than Emma. She had light blond curly hair and looked a little fat. She didn't know if she had too much baby fat, but her cheeks were red. The little girl also noticed that Hermione opened her eyes and looked at her, parted the hair that fell on her forehead with her hands, and ran back to the front a little shyly.
'It's not a good thing to be too charming either. 'Hermione lowered her black gauze hat. Children may be so curious. The waiter in front also came with a dining cart, which contained a platter of pasta, sausage and ham that was still warm, a flower salad and a glass of sour wine.
Hermione came to the small table on the other side and started to enjoy it. This was a mandatory consumption for the special class seats and was included in the ticket.
The little girl sitting in front was also eating her dinner under the care of a woman. She looked at Hermione from time to time, very curious. From her open mouth, she could see that the two front teeth on the upper jaw had not grown in, only a little trace. Generally, by the age of 4, all the baby teeth should have appeared. Hermione didn't know much about this.
After being watched by her for a while, the little girl suddenly lowered her head. The woman feeding her next to her was not paying attention, and the spoon feeding her touched her nose directly. She raised her head again, and the sauce dotted the tip of her nose, plus the marks near her mouth, making Hermione smile and suppress her laughter.
A woman wearing a neat double-breasted slim coat also apologized to Hermione. She had a high nose, slightly sunken eyes, some wrinkles on her forehead, and her dark blond hair was tied back. She seems to be worried about her children.
She picked up the handkerchief prepared nearby and wiped the little girl's nose with a sad look in her eyes. The little girl brushed her hair with her hands again and looked at her mother in front of her with a smile without front teeth.
There are also some well-dressed people including children dining in the front and back. On the left is a two-seater cushioned seat, and on the right is a small spruce table covered with a white checkered tablecloth for resting or dining in the corresponding position.
"Olivia, have you forgotten what your mother told you? You should eat carefully when you eat. And you should apologize if you cause trouble to others."
Hermione, who stopped moving, also heard the small words in front of her. Although there was a family of three who seemed to be an aristocratic and wealthy businessman across the road, it did not affect Hermione's keen perception of the entire carriage.
The middle-aged man in black formal clothes and his wife stopped the boy next to him with their eyes and told him to eat quickly. The lady next to her also pulled the boy, her expression a little angry.
That moment of frown and disgust was still seen by Hermione. It's hard for Hermione to say this. After all, this is a public space and there's nothing to say if it affects others.
Fortunately, Olivia didn't yell, she just ran towards her secretly. After a simple meal, ask the waiter to take away the plates and cutlery. The taste is obviously much worse than the one at Geisler's house. The sour wine used for digestion is really just for digestion.
Hermione couldn't care too much when she was out. It looked like the night outside meant that it would take more than three hours to reach Stuttgart. Because it was traveling at night, the train had slowed down and the scenery outside was not fleeting.
The woman who had finished her meal also came over with Olivia. She looked good, and there was a hint of helplessness in her apology.
"Let's go over here. It's not good for others."
Hermione saw that she had something to say. The small table here was crowded, and the seat opposite was occupied by that family, so Hermione asked her to carry Olivia to the cushioned seat. The little girl Olivia sat in the middle, and they were just right on either side.
"My name is Yulia Stoll, and this is my daughter Olivia Stoll. I just hope you don't mind, she is not very sensible yet."
"My name is Marple Austin. Your daughter is very cute. I don't mind showing it to the children who like her." Hermione used her pseudonym and re-registered her identity with this name at the Church of Knowledge, which just covered up her original identity. trace.
Olivia, who was wearing a small scarf and a small coat, looked chubby. She kept a grin on her face, looked to both sides, and rubbed her little hands.
"Ms. Austin, thank you for your understanding. My Olivia matures later than others. Sometimes she acts like a baby and only likes to be close to the people she likes."
"Children develop early and late. Isn't this normal? Little Olivia doesn't cry or fuss, she just watches quietly. She is already very sensible. Maybe she is a late-blooming child?"
(End of chapter)
