The figure hidden in the black robe appeared next to Tatiana, stretching out a rotten, purple-black hand covered with pimples and scars to grab her shoulder. That looked more like a claw.
There was an aura of decay and decay attached to the hand, which quickly caused the surroundings to lose vitality. Tatiana's white clothes also rotted and turned into fly ash, and the vitality in her body also wanted to escape.
The sound of the ice wall breaking sounded, and she jumped to the other side, avoiding contact with the claws, and touched the exposed white skin of her shoulders with a hint of annoyance.
"Is there any conflict between us? There must be a reason."
"Please go back, this is our territory." Schiller responded to Tatiana who kept avoiding.
Tatiana was also a little frustrated and irritable now. The omnipresent sounds in her ears made her very irritated. From time to time, they would condense into a sharp sword and stab her heart and mind, causing severe pain and injury.
The entangled black-robed figure in front of him would steal his life and vitality if he wasn't careful. The power of decay and decay allows the diseases she unleashes to reach their end. How had she suffered all these grievances over the years?
"What a joke, this is the parish of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom. Aren't you still His believers?"
The entire area became corrupt and full of twilight, and the men in black robes disappeared and turned into a floating desert.
Tatiana opened her hands, and her whole body was filled with green light. The ubiquitous disease caused these decaying breaths to slowly stagnate, and several coughs sounded from time to time.
Schiller couldn't help but relax his breath, looked directly at Tatiana with sharp eyes, and spoke the whispers of death in a language that did not belong to this world.
Tatiana, who has become crazy, has spread the black fire to the entire purple-black area, forcing out the black-robed man inside. After hearing Schiller's voice, she covered her chest and took out the broken lens fragments.
"You guys underestimate me too much."
Schiller, who was originally sitting on the skeleton, appeared directly at Tatiana's position. The huge lightsaber that was originally stabbing her came straight down. When he saw it, Schiller hurriedly moved away, and the purple-black desert was quickly recovered. Go back and avoid contact with the lightsaber.
The rushing light of dawn directly blasted a huge pit into the ground. This was the result of another man in black robe who appeared and tried his best to control it.
Tatiana stood where Schiller was originally. There were already three saint-level people on the other side. No matter how crazy she was, she would not be stupid enough to continue. She touched the exquisite robe on her body that was almost completely broken. She was unwilling to accept it. With a roar, the hair floated forward together.
When the three of them took action again, they tore open the purple-black mist and disappeared here.
"The Ecumenical Society, the Resurrection Society, I remember you."
The purple and black lightsabers and musical notes that wanted to stop him all lost their targets.
"These old monsters are too difficult to kill. Each one is better than the last."
"Just fight them off. Report all the people they arranged here to the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and let them help us trap these people."
"Don't worry, that old menopausal woman in Columpel will always have her traces, just enough to make this monster disgust her."
"It's a pity that I couldn't stay. I hope there will be no impact later."
The three people who sighed eliminated the atmosphere here, put away the purple-black mist and left.
The ruins of the mountain were exposed, and instead of the remains of dense trees and plants, there were large expanses of quicksand.
A moment later, Colombel appeared here, frowning, opening the book in his hand, and turning to a page full of hand-painted forest scenes of trees and wild grasses.
A gleaming green light shines on it, and the hand-painted trees and grass are separated from each other. The tattered ground is once again full of life, and trees and grass grow out of the piles of rocks and quicksand.
A vine penetrated the crawling ground, and a broken lens appeared on it. Colombier took it, sensed it carefully and left here.
Hermione and Father Brandt borrowed the townspeople's carriage to reach the flat area on the edge of the town. The greenhouse garden is built there, including other flower fields for breeding.
There are flat flower fields on both sides of the road. Flower farmers use horse-drawn carriages to pull small pottery dishes neatly stacked up. When they see Father Brandt, they all say hello to him.
In the flower fields, there are weeders, sowing flower seeds for winter, and transporting the cultivated seedlings to the destination by carriage.
"No wonder the flowers in the square outside the church are so neatly arranged, with plants from all seasons. It turns out to be a local characteristic."
"It's all forced by life, and everyone just hopes to live a better life."
"It would be better to lay a railway here, which can greatly reduce the cost of transportation."
"Garcia cannot afford the cost of building railways and repairing railways! It would be great to harden and expand the roads."
After speaking, Hermione fell silent and heard many people whispering, all talking about what happened with Ren last night.
It seemed that he had lost too much of his happiness powder, and it was over so quickly. At least he had to be entangled until someone saw him.
With this kind of joyful pleasure, I hope he will have a good time with his lovers in the future.
There were two large parasols standing on the empty and flat black land. There were several women wearing petticoats and skirts standing underneath. Many servants were guarding the side, and several carriages were parked on the side of the road.
When they saw Father Brandt arriving, they looked a little excited. Before a problem broke out in the garden, everyone was helpless, and it was Father Brandt who led his people to solve it. Although they didn't know the process, they knew that three strangers from the church had been here.
Hermione next to them was also under their observation. Their eyes penetrated the veil of the top hat, trying to see Hermione's entire appearance.
The beauty radiating between the brows and the vitality on the face made them imagine that it was themselves.
They only reacted after being reminded by the people around them, and quickly looked away to avoid staring at Hermione for a long time. At the same time, the two men came to them.
"Father Brandt, you are finally here. Who is this?"
It was Lady Catherine whom Hermione had seen twice who spoke first. Mrs. Wren, who had changed her dress, stayed aside. Her face was obviously a little bad, and her hair had turned gray. The 50-year-old woman should be Mrs. Miller.
"Her name is Austin. She is the person sent by the church to handle these matters. Let the professionals take a look."
"Hello."
Hermione nodded towards them and observed the large flat piece of soil, which looked like it had been cut away directly.
I walked around casually for a distance, stopped in front of a small puddle, looked around, and then looked down.
A dark scene appeared in the small puddle, and the studio areas covered with thermal insulation films disappeared directly. It looked like they had replaced the scene with a mirror.
After watching it several times, Hermione noticed a spot of light in the sky. It seemed to change. When she zoomed in again, the picture shattered.
Could it be 'Natalia'? It was a ball of golden light. It seems that this cannot be said. Tatiana is blond, and her acquaintance Audrey is also blond.
I can only pray for the two gardeners, wishing them to go away peacefully. It was obvious that someone took them away on purpose. It seems that the Keeper of Knowledge did not deal with it properly last time. Some pollution is very subtle, and that's normal.
The people under the umbrella watched Hermione stare at the puddle for a while, then raised her head and walked around and returned here. What did they think she was going to do to the puddle?
"Last time, we didn't deal with it properly. Someone took away the trouble." She told Father Brandt about her judgment. "It may have gone to places like Loen and Fenebaud. It is not recommended to waste time checking."
"I understand. May knowledge and wisdom protect their safety."
After the exchange, they returned under the umbrella and Hermione introduced them to them. It was over now and there was nothing to worry about.
Catherine and others also felt very lucky. Fortunately, it didn't happen when they came here to choose flowers. As for the injured employees, they could only give more compensation to their families.
"Thank you so much. If possible, I would like to invite you to dinner tonight. Thank you for your efforts."
Have a meal? Father Brandt just went to eat last night. She decided to take a look at Father Brandt's attitude. She didn't care.
"This is our responsibility, you're welcome."
"Then I'll be waiting for your arrival at 7 o'clock tonight." Lady Catherine very skillfully agreed on the invitation first.
Hermione felt that it would be better if Father Brandt went there. She also had to keep an eye on Edmund Winter and didn't have so much time to do these boring etiquette and social interactions.
"Ms. Austin, you have to come too." Mrs. Catherine nodded at her.
"I still have to look at the situation. There may be some work matters. I'm sorry."
"Is that so? Come here when you have time. If you don't have time, you can go do your own things first."
After learning that the damage here was irreparable, the ladies exchanged a few polite words with Father Brandt and got on the carriage to leave, leaving Hermione and Brandt still under the parasol.
The two looked at each other helplessly, and could only wait for the passing townspeople's carriages or walk back.
It was now approaching noon, and the sun was a little strong. Most of the carriages passing by were pulling dishes and cans, and there was no extra space.
They could only walk back along the grassy edge of the road, where the dirt in the middle was turned into mud by the wheels.
"I'm so sorry. Please forgive them."
"This way you can take a look at the surrounding natural scenery. It's probably just this one time for them and I to see each other. There's nothing to worry about."
There were also many people on the road carrying farm tools back. They were talking about the crazy Edmund Winter before and Mr. Lane, the joke this morning.
Hermione turned around, and a dark capsule-shaped creature appeared in her hand. It had four limbs, facial features on its body, and a mouth that could fold half of its body, and spit out a letter.
She put the envelope away, touched the head of the dark creature, and made it disappear and report the message.
It would be nice if Hong could be as cute as them, instead of talking back to herself all day long. Now that she has become a mini version, she will wake up soon.
At that time, you can also ask her if she still has any memories of that time. The more information, the better. Natalia has no trace of being discovered here.
She at least has the power of a saint. It's normal that ordinary people can't detect it. The sequence of the Keeper team is probably like 6 and 7, so it's easy to deceive them.
Hermione is becoming more and more inclined to think that the golden light is 'Natalia', but she doesn't know why she took away the garden? Is it because there are problematic flower seeds inside?
They still have to ask Columper to help him relay the file of the garden incident to him. Maybe there will be a reason, and they should be able to rule out who did the bad thing.
There is no need for Feineport next door to use such inconspicuous means. If they want to unify the south again, they must completely reconcile with the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom and the Church of the Mother Earth.
These two behemoths didn't nod. The balancer of the Castilla family should be the Hand of Order now, and it would be useless for him to take action.
Both are nobles under the Trunsoest dynasty. The Sauron family and the Eindhoven family are not compatible because of their paths, but their relationship with other families is reasonable.
Augustus and Castile were also wary of each other because of the same order, and sought support from each other on the basis that the enemy of the enemy was their ally.
At that time, when I was young, I was still willful and ignorant, and just wanted to have fun. Now I understand that their overt and covert fights have already changed things.
The acquisition of his disaster trait had something to do with the fight between them, but the most important thing was his sister's intervention, which allowed him to successfully take him away.
But sister, where are you? I read your honorable name but there was no response, and the messenger I used could not be summoned. Its mark had long since disappeared and truly died in the spiritual world.
I can't remember some things, and forgetting is sometimes torture.
Hermione, who was immersed in her own thoughts, and Brandt, who was also quiet and silent, walked back to the inner area of the town, leaving the muddy grass road and returning to the brick and stone streets.
In a small frame surrounded by bricks outside the house, golden camellia flowers bloom in late autumn. The bright yellow petals begin to fade and turn into dark yellow and orange. The smaller flower disks are crocuses, spider plants and the like.
Hermione walked over and picked one each. Can this summon her sister? She likes the fragrance of saffron and the dazzling brilliance of golden camellia, and then likes the essential oils and spiritual powders made from them.
Do the things in front of you first. Thinking about things you can't do all day long is of no use except adding trouble to yourself.
Taking the flowers, the two returned to the Garcia Church. When they entered the door, they saw a man kneeling in front of the Holy Emblem of Knowledge, bowing his head in repentance.
He is a little stout, middle-aged and has some white hair, and is of medium height. He is the Ren who was thrown to the farm last night.
He was dressed in plain dark clothes, with purple marks on his face, neck, and hands, and his bald hair was combed back.
"O Lord of knowledge! Being of wisdom, I confess my sins, please protect this reformed person...
Ren was mumbling more out of fear, but Hermione found that he still lacked some necessary sincerity, and those who came to pray just took it as a joke.
Before Father Brandt could speak, Ren hugged him as he walked up here and shed tears of pain, just like a wronged child coming back to seek comfort from his family.
"I confess, Father Brandet, I want to listen to your teachings, listen to the sermons of knowledge and wisdom, and I apologize and make amends to Alyssa."
He burst into tears and kept sniffing. He also wanted to kneel down and hug Hermione on his side.
She quickly backed away and watched from a distance. This guy wanted to take advantage of him, right? I have mysophobia myself.
