In the dim stone-carved room, the three people who abandoned Edward Anhalt's body appeared in the candlelight. They wore thick hoods, and the shadows looked like a desert, exuding desolation.
A little boy, Schiller, appeared on the opposite side. His immature face has been cleaned and looks a little calmer, and his pupils show the vicissitudes of life he has experienced for a long time.
"Who would have thought that the President of the Universal Association is a child, President Schiller, how can I help you?" A joking voice sounded, and then poured it back, shaking off the thick dust on the surrounding stone carvings.
"Who would have thought that the president of the Resuscitation Society is someone else? No, I shouldn't say he is a human being." A young and powerful voice sounded, and Schiller did not fall behind when facing the three of them.
"Stop talking nonsense. Although we all have our own masters, there is no need to fight for life or death. Peace brings wealth. What can I do for you?"
"Are you interested in Swan Castle? There is a good chance that you can go in. There are traces left by the last great beings there."
"There sleeps the 'truth' arranged by our Lord. You know we can't refuse it. Those damn false gods want to collect our things even after they die. Tell me, what do you want?"
"As long as I want her, I will take out the Holy Sound Conch myself."
The three men took the portrait and laughed. "I didn't expect President Schiller to know how to fall in love. She is a very beautiful girl. No problem. As long as you have that seed of truth, we can help you without endangering your own safety."
"You should be careful. She is a Sequence 2 angel. Although her divinity has been suppressed, she is not something you can face. It is best not to get close to her."
"No wonder you choose to cooperate with us and have the courage to face difficulties. I admire you very much for how dare you pay attention to these levels. Remember to invite us to the recovery club when you hold the wedding. We can raise enough money even if we sell everything. . If I didn’t have some things to do, I would have found a beautiful girl to marry here.”
The hooded figure in the middle chattered endlessly, and Schiller listened as usual, without any change in his expression.
"She should be in Garcia Town now, and Swan Castle should be there. Let's prepare. By the way, we'll get rid of those uninvited guests. It's best to kill them."
"It's a bit difficult. We just got into big trouble. The old guy is chasing us. Let's go around and come back later."
"Well, remember not to get close. Her instincts are very scary."
"Needless to say, we all know that those guys are no longer human. I will let the people lurking there find a reason to leave. This investment in the Anhalt family is really a big loss. I doubt whether you are your girlfriend What the hell, she was just heading to Garcia, where most of my guys are gone."
"Don't say that. She is not and does not like to be called that. The people from the Knowledge Church are all in that area, and her presence or absence will not affect the final result."
"President Schiller, you should be more sensible. Don't give in silently and get nothing in the end. You should understand that maintaining yourself like us is the greatest gift. Don't be dazzled."
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about the time and details. Just deal with her counterattack the moment you enter."
Schiller briefly broached the topic and discussed the follow-up arrangements with the somewhat distracted voice on the other side.
Behind the Garcia Church, after the meeting and chatting, Hermione returned to the room to take a shower and rest. She put on a simple gray nightgown and fell on the bed, stretching her limbs to release the fatigue she had left.
The conversation we had just had with the people here deepened our understanding of each other, especially Hermione's eloquent explanation of how beautiful the moonlight was, and then brought up the topic of how to use the environment to express love, which made everyone recognize her knowledge and think that this A friend worth communicating with.
The underground couple whom she had spotted didn't even talk to each other, and they just said a few words to cover up their embarrassment. Naturally, I won't meddle in other people's business and expose it.
There was a slight sound of collision and struggle. She quickly opened her eyes and jumped through the reflective surface to the next room in the blink of an eye.
Something happened to Alyssa, who was brought back by Father Brandt. She had her brown hair hanging loose, and she was hanging in the air in the gray dress she had changed into, with her feet sliding continuously.
Hermione cut off the cloth and caught her underneath. Her pale, scarred face was filled with tears. She hugged Hermione directly, buried her head in hers and cried loudly, her body shaking uncontrollably.
Holding Alyssa in her arms, she also sat beside the bed. The quilt cover had been taken out, and it was probably hanging on it. Next to it were neatly folded clothes on the chair.
"Cry it out, don't hold it in."
Hermione used the little experience she had learned in coaxing children to comfort Elisa, as if Elisa and the others were strong and mature, caring more and never cried.
Gloor has Royce to act like a spoiled child, and if she doesn't make others cry, it will be fine. But she coaxed a lot of adults, and she didn't know if the one she coaxed last time was still there, and she felt sad thinking about it.
"Just say whatever you want. Maybe I can give you some advice."
Hermione was trying to act like a mother, but her youthful appearance made her lose that brilliance. At least she had to recover a little bit before she could use her ageless ability to adjust her age and corresponding appearance.
"I'm so scared. When I close my eyes, the image of Mr. Ren doing that to me will appear. I'm afraid of the dark and afraid of closing my eyes. I really can't stand it, so please let me go."
Alyssa curled up and got into Hermione's arms, her hands on her back tightly clasped together.
Hermione pulled up her gray nightgown and saw the scars underneath. Some were still bright red, some were purple and black, and there were many scratches.
The fist in your hand hardened instantly. No matter what you control, since you can see it, this is the fate of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom.
"Then beat him back and follow me. Once you're done crying, it's time for revenge."
Hermione smoothed her nightgown, put it on the bed, sat down, put on the black coat and buttoned it up, and did the same for her.
Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, I realized that she was a little panicked and scared.
"Miss, I didn't mean to say anything random. Please don't go."
Alyssa was a little scared. She didn't know the person in front of her at all except that she had just met him once. Would this affect her? Or if you know Ren, what should you do if you take him back?
"If you want to fight Ren En, then listen to me."
Hermione's confident words and strong aura quickly dispelled her doubts and gave her a little more hope. Then, unexpectedly, he was picked up and disappeared into the night.
Under the dim crimson moonlight, Hermione followed the divination guidance and came to a beautiful and spacious manor. Most of the lights on the four-story square castle-like building in the middle had been turned off.
She covered Alyssa's eyes along the way and stepped on the tips of leaves to reach the window of the master living room on the third floor. There was still a faint light from the desk lamp inside, and a somewhat fat Renne could be seen giving a lesson with a ferocious expression. holding a woman.
"I am your husband, and you should protect me, not those slaves. Now that there is no one, you who have done something wrong will take my place. It's boring if you can't beat me. If you do this again next time, I won't be able to do it. I won’t be merciful, and I have to make you remember it well tonight.”
The woman was lying on the bed with her back to him, suppressing her gasping and sobbing, not daring to speak back at all, and could only hold on to the sheets tightly.
Hermione directly knocked out Mrs. Lane, took Lane behind her to a feeding hut, stood on the wooden railing and released the restraints that blocked Alyssa's vision.
She was frightened when she saw the naked Ren in front of her with his hands outstretched and constantly exploring. She went back to hold Hermione in her arms, trembling and watching with her peripheral vision.
Ren also felt that everything was dark in front of him, and he couldn't hear or see anything. The roughness of straw on the soles of his feet made him conclude that this was not his home.
"Marina, where are you? Come out quickly. I shouldn't have done that to you. I was wrong. Please forgive me. I regret it."
He quickly called out his wife's name, fearing that she was leading those people to plot against him, and he had to get away quickly.
"Do you want to hit him? Now is a good opportunity." Hermione handed Alyssa a stick made of compressed straw. Renn was still there, saying that he was wrong and repented.
Seeing Alyssa who was still afraid to take action, Hermione understood that she had been oppressed for too long, and had been like this since she was a child. She was different from people like herself who grew up in an equal society.
So he held her hand, put his arm around her waist and walked forward, hitting Ren on the shoulder with a stick. The soft straw stick made a snapping sound, and Ren fell on the pile of straw with his arms folded. Rolling there.
"I regret it, I was wrong, Marina, I will never do that again, come out quickly."
Hermione kept taking Alyssa's hand and pumping it against Ren. Although the force was very strong, it would not kill him. Wherever he kept rolling around, begging for mercy and repenting, the pile of straw was rolled over and laid flat.
Gradually, Alyssa's eyes became firmer, and she used her own strength to fight back, without Hermione having to lend her strength.
"Give him some unforgettable memories." Hermione looked at the pigs and sheep that were to be processed tomorrow, and then looked at Ren in front of her, who had been beaten by Alyssa with scars all over her body. This was pretty good, but it was aggrieved. You guys.
Looking away from the pig and sheep, Hermione took the trembling, angry, and tearful Alyssa back and let her fall on her shoulders and fall asleep.
The constantly repentant Ren was hung to the pig and sheep side with spider silk, and some secret powder of joy that stimulated desire was sprinkled on it, allowing him to experience the feeling. Then leave, I believe he will have an unforgettable moment.
Don't kill him, but don't let him go free. Find an opportunity to talk to Cordis or Yanqi. If they are willing to deal with it, they should be able to solve those problems.
Back in the room, Hermione took off Alyssa's coat and put it away, then used magic to prepare some scar-removing medicine and applied it to the scars on her body. Let this be her beautiful dream! Pulling up the quilt and covering herself up, Hermione returned to her room to rest.
In another row of rooms, since Brandt and Kurtz have their own residences and families locally, there are naturally only Anna and Apfel there. At this time, the two of them, who had been teased by Hermione all night, were lying in the bathtub with some blushes.
After staying for a long time, these clergy can slightly adjust the indoor layout and decoration, and add some daily necessities for themselves.
"Anna, I want to explain to my parents that we are in a relationship. Ms. Austin is right, life is very long but also very short. I don't want to waste it like this."
Ana, who was leaning against him, picked up the flowing hot water with her hand, her vision a little blurred. "Will your parents accept a woman who is so much older than their son? We are all believers in knowledge. We can't elope, and neither can I."
"Then give birth to a child and then go back and let Father Brandt be our witness. Then they won't be able to control it anymore."
Anna picked up Apfel's hand and started rubbing it slowly. "You have become so brave, unlike before when I hesitated when I said this."
"Ms. Austin made me understand something. There is no end to desire. Once you get something, you will want more. If you don't know how to give up, you will lose everything in the end. It is better to cherish what you have now."
The shy Apfel changed from his usual shyness and boldly spoke out what was in his heart, making Anna almost unable to hold back her tears. She had been waiting for this sentence, and she couldn't speak, so she could only wait.
"Then why don't you hurry up and work harder." She raised her head and looked at the face that turned shy again, and smiled naturally.
Hermione's radar in the room was constantly receiving the surrounding perceptions. In order to prevent missing the sudden appearance of Swansea Castle, she had to check most of the movements in the town. Edmund next to the wooden house was still falling asleep.
What conditions generally need to be triggered to enter these places? Based on her previous experience in playing 3A masterpieces, Hermione may need to gather some items, right? Could it be that Edmund was the one who came up with all those strange things of his?
I'll give it a try another day. The main Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom is not interested in this. It has not studied it carefully for so many years. Otherwise, the results would have been obtained earlier. Those who are interested are middle-level people and have little ability.
For this kind of hidden danger that will not break out, the church treats it coldly and directly seals it up. The high priest who disappeared before was probably too curious. He couldn't get out after entering. The church would not let the bishop it trained take risks.
That Edmund is also difficult to communicate with. I'll try to use charm tomorrow. It's just like a lunatic. He talks out of tune, talks about things, and even goes crazy from time to time. If I hadn't seen his origin, I would have thought someone did it.
'Rest, rest, you'll make it, Evanna. Hermione, who had inspired herself, began to meditate, feeling the increased number of anchors.
In the blurry picture, she felt that she was riding a horse, and there was a blond follower in front of her holding the horse, and the speed was not very fast. There was a girl walking side by side.
She had long dark red hair, and her appearance was a little blurry, but Hermione could sense her mood and demeanor, which was a little excited.
"Evanna, brother Leo has married sister Trentini, when will you...
Before finishing the rest, Hermione said unconsciously: "Congratulations to sister, you are still young."
Then the scene quickly dissipated.
