"I'm a little dizzy and I have a fever."

"Go and check with Lyman quickly. Is it possible that you have a fever or plague?"

The three of them took frivolous steps, rolled and rolled away from here, and disappeared into the corridor between the houses.

Hermione, who had gained something, was also on her way back to the Berent Hotel. She still had a lot of time, so she just happened to continue walking in this ancient city. Maybe she could enter the Swan Castle around the corner to complete things, so that they could get there quickly.

Get a taste of your hometown.

On the gravel-paved road, ahead is a small town area near the sea, surrounded by scattered manors. Leisurely horses pulled the four-wheeled carriage forward, and both Craig and Caroline were sitting in it.

next to each other.

"Are you the one who you said has some similar characteristics to me right there?"

"Probably, but she seems to be from the church, so you'd better not provoke her."

"I'm just taking a look, there won't be any conflict. Besides, we're just here to watch the football match."

"This Marple exercise is quite good, and you will feel enthusiastic."

Craig held the hand tightly, and Carolyn, who was leaning on his shoulder, looked forward with a smile.

By the time Hermione walked around and returned to the front of the Burundt Hotel, the sky was already filled with orange, the streets seemed to be in good order, and the local food was delicious. The most important thing was that she discovered the square pan-fried dumplings, a local

If it has special features, the hotels there should also have them.

"Ms. Austin, here."

Under the open parasol on the lawn, the deputy priest last night, Cordis, waved to her. He was wearing clerical robes and was leisurely drinking a cup of drink or wine.

‘This guy looks too laid-back.’ Cordis gave her the feeling of a young man experiencing life, and now it was his leisurely afternoon tea time.
Chapter completed!