After sending the question message, Hermione returned to the umbrella in the backyard of the church, where the rattan seats and tables were perfect for thinking alone.
Closing your eyes, you can see Edmund Winter, who is still unconscious, through the fragments of the mirror left behind. He has rolled into the pile of straw and mingled with it.
She didn't know whether to feel sad for him or for his family.
Being reduced to such madness, losing the most basic rational thinking as a human being, is very similar to those walking zombies who have lost control but are not as serious, and can only utter instinctive words influenced by the path.
The sound of the door opening sounded, and Hermione opened her eyes and looked at Alyssa, who was wearing a gray nightgown and standing at the door. The scars on her face had recovered after her own treatment, and her condition was getting better.
The little face, slightly rounded at the top and pointed at the bottom, looked at Hermione sitting in the courtyard with a hint of confusion.
Just as she was about to pull up her nightgown to wipe her eyes, Hermione climbed over the guardrail to the door, took her back and closed the door.
It's not a good idea to come out like this. It would be bad to desecrate the church. As expected, the psychological trauma suffered is too great. Being violently raped by that kind of guy must have psychological shadow.
"Get dressed first, and you should pay attention to your image at all times." She took the somewhat numb Alyssa to tidy up, and hoped that her parents would arrive soon.
At this time, Mrs. Renner stepped off the carriage and came to a smelly livestock farm. She was out of place in her gorgeous dress. The servant asked the farm people to bring straws to help her lay a path to separate the mud.
The road led directly to a simple wooden house in front. Otherwise, she would have nowhere to go in the dark and muddy mud below.
She didn't know why she fell asleep last night, maybe she was too tired. When she woke up this morning, she was the only one in bed. She thought he had gone out early in the morning, until someone came to inform her that her husband was in front.
Another servant came on horseback on the road behind and hurried to her side. "Madam, the greenhouse garden area has disappeared. This morning there was only a flat piece of dirt left there."
"Go and explain to Administrator Ernst first. Even if the thief steals the soil together, he can't run that fast."
Mrs. Lane also became confused. Could it be that the residents of the town dug up the garden that she and Catherine had built together? She couldn't care about that much now. The most important thing was to go inside and see her husband first.
The servant who received the order rode away again, and Mrs. Lane took her personal maid and male servant into the place inside. The smell of animal excrement here is not strong, very light, completely different from the one outside, and there is still a faint fragrance.
She saw an unforgettable scene at the source. She no longer cared about whether it was dirty or not, and vomited while holding on to the rough log guardrail.
The expressions of the maids and male servants beside them also became tangled. Only the two farm men who were leading the way didn't care, and looked at it with a bit of fun while holding a pitchfork and shovel.
Ren was lying on a pig, with two sheep lying half-crouched next to it. The pig also had its limbs spread out, its breath was a little weak, its whole head lying on the ground, and its eyes kept moving. The lamb also bleated a few times, kneeling behind
My legs moved a few times with difficulty.
They were all stained with a lot of dirt, especially the pile of red and black marks on Ren's body. He was still sleeping soundly behind the pigs without being affected at all.
Mrs. Wren vomited up her breakfast, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, raised her head and saw the side view again, then moved her to the side and retched her throat, while the maid who was supporting her kept helping her to smoothen her breath.
There was already a row of people standing near the feeding stall to watch the fun. They were farmers in rough clothes. They didn't make a sound, they just looked at it with mocking eyes while holding farm tools.
Mrs. Lane had never felt so embarrassed as she did now. After wiping it clean with her handkerchief, she threw it on the pile of straw aside. She looked uncomfortable and disgusted and turned her head away from the screen to order the valet and the people on the farm.
"Clean the master before you take him back. Remember to clean them, especially those areas."
"Let's go to the greenhouse garden. No, let's go back first, take a shower and change clothes before we go." Mrs. Lane, who quickly went outside, ordered the maid and walked directly to the waiting carriage.
"Madam, do you need to call the police for this?" the maid's weak voice sounded.
"This is embarrassing enough. Go back and ask someone to call the police. Anyway, everyone will see it and it will become a joke, and I am the pig." Mrs. Lane, who was sitting in the carriage, sighed against the back of the chair.
Put your hands together and pray.
"Lord of knowledge and wisdom, I hope he can restrain himself from this time. Please forgive him for his previous sins."
She understood that someone was taking revenge on him, and it was not easy to save his life. She hoped that he would be able to return from his lost ways in the future.
When she thought of that scene, she felt sick in her heart. I'm afraid it will happen again in the future! She helped the maid to vomit.
Behind the Garcia Church, Hermione asked Alyssa to wash and comb herself, helped her put on her usual brown and white dress, and braided her hair on her head.
In the past, others served me, but now I have to take care of everyone. It's another reincarnation.
After making it, he took her to the church kitchen to eat something. Leya, the cook hired by the church, also added a layer of butter and cheese to her bread.
"Eat slowly here. Your parents will be here soon. Don't worry too much."
"Is that true last night? Sister, I seemed to have beaten the master with you inside."
"Shh." Hermione leaned close to her ear, "Don't tell anyone. Just treat it as a dream. This has passed."
Hermione was naturally not afraid of retaliation from these people. If he dared to insult her, he would immediately send him on his way. The church had no objection when they saw it. But Alyssa was different. Those people who wanted to punish her had many reasons and methods, so they didn't need to take action themselves. She was able to protect her for a while.
It cannot be protected forever.
"Thank you for the dream."
"Stop crying, let's have breakfast quickly."
This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hermione took out a handkerchief to help Alyssa wipe away her tears. Alyssa also put down the knife and fork in her hand, hugged Hermione and cried. She touched
He stroked her hair and back to comfort Alyssa.
Mrs. Leia, the kitchen manager who was chopping cabbage, also nodded approvingly at Hermione, knowing how to comfort the unfortunate girl.
Her husband, Uncle Reuben, came in with a big bag of food for today, with a joking smile on his face, and it looked like he had been holding it in for a long time.
"Leya, do you know? That Mr. Renn went to the sheep pen to spend one night with the pigs, and they were still sleeping together when he found them. The Lord of knowledge! Finally punished him with wisdom, and those two poor pigs
The lambs can't walk, the strong male goats have fallen to the side from exhaustion, and the pigs are dying. Those animals were originally going to be served on their table today, but now it seems who dares to touch Master Lane's lovers."
"The Lord of Knowledge has appeared. He finally punished this damn businessman. It's good this way. It's good this way." Aunt Leia looked at Alyssa who was hugging Hermione.
When she came this morning, she also learned about the tragic experience of this girl. The Chamber of Commerce in Rennes was also suppressing the purchase price of their wine and crops. After a year of hard work, they could only make ends meet.
"Hahaha, he probably went to the Black Rose Night Market, and the prostitutes would not be willing to accept him. Who wants to treat himself like a pig? It's a pity that no one has that thing called a camera, otherwise he would take a picture, write an introduction, and send it to the Stuttgart Daily News
If the Post publishes it, there will probably be a lot of royalties."
Uncle Reuben opened his mouth hidden behind his gray beard and kept talking, vividly describing the scene to the people present, as if he were really there.
He also pretended to look like Mrs. Lane was vomiting and disgusted after seeing that scene. The wiping action was very clever and recreated the eyes that were constantly avoiding her.
In areas where people believe in the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, most people are literate, and their angry words are not so rude. Hermione also feels that it would be better to use less useless modal particles.
Uncle Reuben glanced at Hermione and Hermione. He had been busy, but he didn't know the new people in the church. Are they these two?
He took out the bread, condiments and fresh meat inside, and unknowingly his eyes were focused on where Hermione was, as if he felt a sense of youthful time.
Leya, who was cutting vegetables on the opposite side, couldn't help but clenched the knife in her hand, and her voice became louder, which made Ruben wake up quickly and smiled. He was already very old, and his wife who had been with him for a long time still thought about that young man.
What is the time for?
After putting the things inside, he left and continued to move things.
Hermione, who was sitting at the dining table, also looked at the glaring Madam Leia with amusement. The lettuce in her hand seemed to be cut into pieces like Reuben.
As long as you don't stare at yourself for too long, and the charm is put away, the impact will not be that big, and the black veil can also interfere a little.
She felt that she would have to wear a baby wipe in front of her neck in the future. She used her charm to increase her favor and made everyone use her as the target of their talk. If there were more crybabies in the future,
People don’t even need to wash their shirts.
After comforting Alyssa, Hermione asked her to continue eating here. With Madam Leia watching, she didn't have to worry about accidents.
Arriving at the church in front, Father Brandt walked over silently. Kurtz, who was working inside, and Helen, who was selecting the children, all looked at her a few times, thinking about what they had just heard.
Anna and Apfel went out on errands together to perform the burial ceremony for the buried believers.
"Did you do it? Deacon."
"Yes, I saved Alyssa who was about to commit suicide. When will her parents come?"
"Fortunately, you saved her. People who commit suicide cannot enter the Lord's Kingdom of God. I hope she can accept these sufferings and make herself stronger. Her parents should arrive in the afternoon, and her home is far away.
A little far."
"Well, go and report this matter to the administrator. At least you have to get a compensation. I will write a letter and complain to Stuttgart to explain."
"Thank you for your rationality and understanding. There is one more thing. The greenhouse garden where strange events occurred before disappeared last night."
Hermione turned her head and immediately became confused. She understood that the previous matter had to be handled according to the rules, but what was the latter matter?
"The greenhouse garden was established by Mrs. Lane, Mrs. Caitlin, Mrs. Miller...the wealthy businessmen's wives. While it is used for viewing, it can also be used to cultivate high-quality flower seeds. One of the main goods traded in Garcia Town is
Cultivation of flower seeds.
The church had arranged for "Keepers of Knowledge" to deal with the problem before, but I didn't expect that the garden has simply disappeared now, which makes me a little uneasy. I hope you, deacon, can go check it out."
Although Father Brandt didn't know what the Hermione in front of him was doing, he must have a very high rank and be a strong person.
It’s better to leave this kind of weird thing to the professionals.
Hermione opposite didn't know anything. She was just a temporary worker, so there was no chance she could read those reports and files and understand what happened.
"What happened in the greenhouse garden before? I have no contact with the previous Keepers of Knowledge, so I don't know."
The Keepers of Knowledge are an organization similar to the Nighthawks. They are the institution of the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom that deal with extraordinary events.
"Several gardeners disappeared inexplicably in the greenhouse garden before, and later everyone found their withered and skinny bodies under the bright flowers.
According to the results of the autopsy, they died of indulgence and lost all their spirituality and vitality.
Whenever it blooms there, people who come near it will be filled with desire, get entangled in the flowers, and eventually wither and die.
After the gardeners' accidents happened one after another, no one dared to go near there. The ladies wanted to send people to burn those strange flowers. As a result, many vines appeared on the ground, blocking those who approached, making the place a restricted area.
From time to time, some people will see some illusory and beautiful figures passing by, attracting those watching to come in.
I reported it to the church, and the Keepers of Knowledge came to deal with the hidden dangers, and the garden returned to its previous appearance. But I didn’t expect that this time the entire garden was gone, including the two gardeners who were guarding it.”
It sounds like an ordinary extraordinary event, and the pollution is limited there. Hermione thought about those flower seeds and the abilities of plants. There are many possibilities, the path of the Earth Mother Church, the original moon, the Mother Tree of Desire...
Since the Keeper team can handle it, I don't have anything to worry about.
"Then go take a look. I hope it won't affect ordinary people."
"Praise the Lord of knowledge, thank you for your generosity."
After explaining that Kurtz was staying at the church, Brandt took Hermione to the greenhouse garden. Hermione also told Helen to pay attention to Alyssa's mental state.
In the decaying and lonely purple wasteland, Schiller sat on a huge skeleton, holding a bone flute in his hand and blowing a melodious sound.
There were many static spider threads floating around him, blindly surrounding him, and the invisible light curtain was opened to avoid the impact of painful emotions and diseases that flooded the outside.
In the wilderness, Tatiana's beautiful and delicate face was cracked and distorted, and her spirit was constantly affected by whispers from the spirit.
The blond hair on the back of her head fluttered, and the aura of disease released covered the purple-black erosion, leaving a safe space for herself.
She was confused and angry now. Finally, someone down below found some traces and wanted to come over to check if it was true. Unexpectedly, she was blocked here by these people.
ps: Thank you for the forest that once had you and book friend 8137 for your support
