Chapter 141 Joining in the fun and long-lasting memories
Heinrich dismissed those people, including Ernst, the Wrens, and Hermione, and came to the back courtyard.
Father Brandt looked at his scriptures and ignored these secular things. Even the Speaker could not ask for anything from himself.
After sitting down, Hermione waited for Heinrich to speak. She wanted to know what he wanted to do with her.
"Sir Austin, I came here to hope that you can do me a favor, and I will provide you with what you need most.
"I can see that you were spreading the ball games over in Faroe before, and you were asking for firm naming rights from above.
"You should be preparing for some kind of ceremony. I can help you promote it in the Stuttgart area and maintain your naming rights. I have also read some news about that game. It is a good project worth investing in.
The Cordis family is also a family with a long history. There are also many extraordinary people in the family, especially arbitrators and lawyers. They also understand some of the rituals of some strong people.
He thought that the Hermione in front of him should go further. If he had the opportunity to invest in a future strong man, why not do it? Favors were accumulated slowly.
"Aren't you afraid that the church will misunderstand you when you come to me like this?" Hermione asked him in return.
Heinrich looked forward and replied: "You won't change everyone's beliefs. These can also provide people with entertainment. Why should I be afraid?"
"What do you want from me?"
"I understand, Miss Austin, that you are going to Swan Castle. If you have some spare space, can you take the three people here with me?"
Heinrich, who looked serious in front of him, had an expression of expectation and a big plan.
Hermione couldn't control her smile, which made the old man opposite also feel a little strange.
"No?"
"Has the church dealt with this? Or explored it?"
Hermione asked him in return. It was dangerous just to get close. Most people would die directly if they went in.
"This... we really don't know much about it at the moment, and the church doesn't deal with it either."
Heinrich concealed his embarrassment and touched his cane with both hands. Investments are risky, and some things cannot be explained too clearly.
"It's too dangerous inside. I advise you not to let your men die casually, even if they are already prepared to die."
"If you don't see things with your own eyes, you will always feel a little unwilling."
"Do you have any information?" Hermione continued to ask while maintaining a dignified sitting posture. It seemed that she had unexpected gains.
"We got a person related to the Swan Castle. He said that he saw a simple purple aisle inside, with precious oil paintings hanging on it. A flaming red sword was inserted in the hall, which was as red as blood.
, spreading the roar of thousands of troops and horses."
"Is that person still there?"
Hermione's tone was a little excited. She had been communicating with the church for a long time recently and almost forgot about these local aristocratic families. Fortunately, it was not too late now.
But Heinrich's helpless expression at that moment made her calm down again.
"That person disappeared inexplicably and just disappeared into thin air."
"Is that all he said?" Hermione asked, much like the way in Edmund's dream last night.
"Yes, this man is crazy, just like Edmund Winter by the lake. He can't ask questions."
"I can take your three people in, but it's up to them whether they can actually enter the Swan Castle. I can't control whether they live or die, because I might die in it."
The solemn words made Heinrich think about it. The person in front of him seemed to be at the level of a saint. Even she was not sure. This was really dangerous.
That red sword looks very similar to a city-destroying weapon from a certain southern secession war in family records. It is at least a powerful '1' level sealed object or above.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be so excited after receiving news one after another and come to Hermione quickly. Even if they lose, it will only be the three people they arranged.
It was successful, and the family gained another heritage.
"If it's so dangerous, why did you go in?"
Heinrich wanted to know the answer.
"For one person."
"Is it important? What kind of person?"
"As an ordinary person, I promised someone else."
Heinrich didn't ask any more questions because he already had the answer for this trip.
"Thank you for your help. I will take care of it over there. Do you have anyone to designate?"
"No, you have agreed on the distribution of your interests. I only want the naming rights."
"Thank you for your generosity, and may knowledge and wisdom protect you on this journey."
After speaking, Heinrich led Hermione to meet the three people who were going in.
Two men and one woman, two Sequence 6s and one Sequence 7, are just enough to form an elite team of Beyonders.
Hermione only asked their names, not interested in their sequences.
Nona is dressed in a somewhat flashy dress, and her face looks good with makeup. Irving is tall, nearly two meters tall, and has a calm personality. Dixon has a pious gaze and is of average height for locals.
"If it's too dangerous, I will throw them out. At least they can do something that benefits ordinary people in Stuttgart."
After getting to know each other, Hermione slightly changed her focus. There will be more extraordinary events in the future, so there is no need to waste people here.
"I understand what you mean. Thank you for your kindness. It doesn't matter if you don't force it."
Heinrich didn't object to Hermione's statement, and there was no need to worry about gains and losses.
At least do it first and then do nothing. This is not his Heinrich Cordis style.
After the two talked for a while, Heinrich said goodbye and left. He was the speaker and had many things to do, so the three-person team stayed here in the church.
Hermione told him about Alyssa, and he said that he would beat up Ren. A person with a handle is much easier to control than those newbies.
Father Brandt only entertained visitors from the church and asked Nona and the others to find a hotel to stay.
Hermione also told them to come back in the evening, thinking about the meaning of that sentence.
Sitting back on the wicker chair, she closed her eyes and thought about it. We all have the same beliefs. Does that mean the contaminated person also has the same beliefs?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In an old-fashioned rest room with a small space, there are two red-haired women wearing gorgeous palace dresses on the red checkered cushion sofa. They have somewhat similar looks, bright and heroic, and small
The little girl folded her arms and leaned on her shoulders.
"Sister, I can be promoted to a reaper. I'm not happy about it. It's just that it's too difficult to play the role of a conspirator. You guys saw through it all at once."
"You just need to remember that our nature is disaster, bringing disaster to everything in the world. The fire of the fire mage represents destruction and disaster. What you control is not fire but disaster; the conspiracy of the conspirator also brings inevitable disaster.
Difficulty; reapers are the same, harvesting the lives of living beings, bringing them blood and fire, bringing disaster and strife...
The dependent woman became serious and kept telling and teaching the girls around her what to pay attention to. The girl raised her head and asked her.
"Sister, can you be promoted to a demigod iron-blooded knight, just like mother."
"Yes, that lunatic Alistar is waging war everywhere. This is an opportunity for our family. The more turmoil and disputes there are, the stronger we will be."
"Are you going to become a man? Can you not?"
The girl lowered her head, somewhat lacking in confidence.
"This is the fate of our family. You should also seize the opportunity to fight side by side with your sister to restore the glory of the family."
The woman fondly stroked her sister's hair, and the two embraced there.
The scene changed again. The girl was holding her sister who was wearing a military uniform and was worried.
"I have already formed my own 30-man legion. You should also prepare as soon as possible. You can find candidates to prepare for the ceremony of the Iron-Blooded Knight."
"You must come back alive, sister."
"Of course, for my mother and you, I will definitely live and succeed."
…
A handsome red-haired man came in with a dark red-haired woman on his arm. He was smiling and looking at the scene inside, as if he hadn't been back for a while.
The red-haired girl who walked downstairs looked at this scene and was stunned. Is he her sister?
"Evanna, I'm back, don't you welcome my sister?"
"Is it really you? Irina."
She hesitated for a while and then hugged him. The familiar feeling was still there.
"As usual, I am Leo Sauron now, please remember to change your name in the future."
The red-haired man still hugged his sister lovingly and stroked her hair. The woman next to him also wanted to follow suit, but the girl slapped her hand away, like a lion guarding its territory.
"I don't, you liar."
"Don't be rude to Trentini. She will be my wife and your sister-in-law. How is your harvester potion digested? The war continues and expands. You have grown up.
It’s time to stand alone.”
"Why am I being rude? I haven't agreed yet. I don't want to become a man."
Trentini on the side smiled awkwardly. She was dignified and beautiful, with a calm temperament.
The red-haired man sighed: "Dad has chosen Trentini's cousin Isolda as your fiancée. In the next few days, you can choose to form your own team of 30 people. If dad comes,
You won’t be as gentle as me.”
"I don't want to. Why should I, a woman, marry a woman? Let my mother marry her."
The girl walked back as she spoke. The red-haired man behind her kept sighing, and Trentini kept comforting him.
…
The girl in shabby clothes had her hair wrapped up. She looked at the gate of the Duke's Palace in front of her. There were several blond and brown-haired men standing at the door.
I wiped my eyes with my hand, picked up the simple backpack in my hand, and turned to leave.
From a certain window in the Duke's Palace, the red-haired man watched silently as the figure disappeared, his steel-like pupils remained calm, leaving a drop of tear in the corner of his eye.
Trentini saw the lost red-haired man in front of the window and the tears in the corners of his eyes, and walked over to help him wipe them away.
"Don't worry, I asked Isolda to accompany Evana. I believe she will accept it."
"I hope so." He held his wife's hand and froze there.
…
Hermione woke up from her chair, feeling sad and painful. Why did she dream of these scenes?
And my sister, it turns out that she has known about it for a long time. How could such a bad conspirator like me hide it from her?
I hope Isolda lives a happy life, being with her will only make her miserable, and maybe she is already dead.
I don’t want to become a Iron-Blooded Knight, so why do I always have no choice?
Hermione didn't want to understand, but she couldn't help but feel painful when she thought that her sister had shouldered everything for her.
She never complained about herself, she always appeared at the right time and let herself escape at the right time. The more she thought about it, the more she blamed herself.
‘The 30 people of the Iron-Blooded Knights are of the same mind, we are of the same mind... We have the same belief...'
Hermione, who was mumbling to herself, seemed to understand that everyone in the dream needed to agree on the same thing. Just like Edmund, everyone wanted to put him to death.
She stood up excitedly and then went back depressed: 'Sister, you helped me again, but where are you? I can't find you.'
It was already afternoon, and everyone saw her sleeping there, and no one disturbed her. She came to the church inside, where Anna and Apfel were there today.
The two of them were drowsy at the table in front of the bookshelf. When they saw Hermione coming out, they quickly raised their heads and sat up straight, as if they had done something wrong.
‘Do these two people need to be so secretive? Just get married as soon as possible while everyone is still here.’ Hermione walked by with a meaningful look in her eyes.
"If you feel sleepy, let one of you rest for a while and take turns."
She gave some instructions and went to the woods and grass square outside. On the sunny patch of grass over there, there were still a group of children playing and kicking the ball under their feet.
Looking at the families resting under the shade of the tree and chatting together, she sat on the black bench next to the tree and stared blankly, imagining that she, her sister and the others were together.
On the road near the river near the square, a carriage carrying flower pots of soil quickly drove out of sight. The people following behind were a little strange, thinking that the horse was going to lose control.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Miss Austin, Miss Austin." Helen shook Hermione who was sitting here awake. The sky had darkened, leaving a few rays of the setting sun.
"What's wrong?" Hermione looked up and looked at Helen to the side. She was in her own fantasy just now and didn't pay attention to the movement outside.
"It's time to go back to eat. You haven't eaten lunch yet, and I didn't dare to call you. I just mustered up the courage now."
"gone back."
Hermione got up, smoothed her clothes and went back to church with Helen.
Father Brandt next to him seemed a little restless. The mysterious deacon in front of him seemed to be in a wrong mood, but he didn't say anything for fear that she would lose control in the church and cause irreparable losses.
After eating, they came to the door of the church. Nona and the other three were already waiting here. She nodded to them and walked into the night, followed quickly by the three others.
The few of them didn't communicate with each other all the way to the small wooden house by the lake in the woods. Edmund lit a fire from someone who didn't know where, with a piece of black coal burning on it.
The mouth and the beard were a little dark, and he was constantly chewing the innermost things. Seeing Hermione and others arriving, he stretched out the dark stick.
"Would you like some crispy baked dulce de leche? It tastes pretty good."
If they hadn't seen the dark charcoal, the expression, chewing, and movements, Nona and the others would have believed it.
"After you finish eating, go to bed quickly. Solve the problem as soon as possible and get peace as soon as possible." Hermione reminded him directly and used her extraordinary ability to control him into the state.
Edmund fell asleep leaning against the trees, and Hermione opened the badge in her hand.
"Get ready and go in."
After hearing this, several people looked around and saw some gray border areas, and Edmund was painting in a divided square.
