When Teresa looked at Hermione again, she found that the other person's eyes were emitting an evil light, and she felt as if she were facing an abyss, horrified and depressed.
"Don't try to play tricks. I'll go crazy and care what kind of duke or princess you are."
Teresa, who was all relieved, fell on the sofa, her body shaking a few times. She seemed a little scared and excited.
Lucy on the other side was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak. Her frightened eyes quickly recovered from the lack of pressure.
"It's nothing, just stay with me for a few days. I haven't been with such a strong person for too long."
Teresa sat up to cover up her gaffe and regain her usual composure. This was an opportunity for herself.
Winning a strong person as a backup can avoid some things and add some chips and deterrence.
"Okay, I hope to get news about her in these days."
"No problem, you are staying with me, I won't ask you to do anything."
Teresa specifically explained that she still had a sense of discretion and could try to win over this strong man to replenish her intelligence network.
I don't know why, but I don't have too many plans for her, and some of my original thoughts have been suppressed. If I can have a kiss with her, it will be much better than those vulgar people.
"Then Lucy, do you need her?"
"Lucy is just my friend. I don't interfere in her work and life, and I respect who she is."
"You are so considerate. Lucy is going to Feneport City with the new Fallon diplomat this time. This is also an opportunity for her."
"Should I stay with Fallon? That's great, thank you! Duke Teresa."
Lucy lifted Teresa's hand and kissed the back of it again. The unknown anxiety on her face was dispelled, and the future was finally confirmed.
"Just don't forget your own job. There are also many dangers over there. Someone will take care of you."
After she finished speaking, she intentionally or unintentionally looked at Hermione who seemed to be still. This melancholy look made people feel sad.
When Hermione saw this, she quietly left here and handed the space back to them. She probably had a lot to say, and she was just an outsider.
"Lucy, how did you meet her? Tell me everything you know."
After Teresa saw Hermione leaving, she hugged Lucy back, her sapphire eyes staring into her green eyes with a hint of inducement.
Lucy told the story about her accidental encounter with Hermione when she and Fallon went to Kamari Town to have fun, and concealed the information about the occult extraordinary person.
"Is that all?" Teresa stared at Lucy, as if she could see through people's hearts.
"Didn't she make any promises to you?"
"Yes, she said she could help me break away from the organization and protect me. I didn't agree, so I just asked her to protect me."
"Quite sensible."
Teresa pressed Lucy into her arms and looked at the patterned ceiling above. She was still too young, but the other party didn't care about it, so she just kept it.
"Remember it, your next goal...
Outside the living room, the maid stood aside and held back her curiosity, looking at the strange red-haired woman who came out and sat on the sofa.
It seems that Duke Teresa didn't go in with this person just now, right? He couldn't remember such an obvious redhead, he was still a special friend.
Just when the maid was hesitating whether to go up and ask, Theresa Mi walked out with a blushing Lucy.
She came to the sofa and sat down, chatting with Hermione. The maid felt relieved and continued to stand aside.
"Ms. Austin, we're going skiing."
"Let's go."
When they came to the groomed mountain slope nearby, Hermione did not go with them, but sat down and thought about her own things.
Hong must have recovered, his memory is much more complete, and some things should be explained clearly.
Teresa quickly slid down from above, carrying a large amount of snowflakes and throwing them towards Hermione, who was directly controlled by her to cover her.
"Come skate together. There's no need to be so sad. It won't solve the problem."
Teresa squeezed out of the snowdrift to greet Hermione, while Lucy above slowly controlled her fear.
The maids waiting aside had not seen their master treat someone so warmly for a long time. The other person didn't have a good or bad look on his face, even though they were both equally beautiful.
"You are really happy to indulge yourself like this, have you forgotten?"
"You really don't know anything about style."
Teresa, whose face became stiff, replied coldly. Bad memories appeared in her mind, and she left here in a bad mood.
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At night, Hermione stayed in her room and summoned her messenger.
Pope Derrick's reply came, along with a copy of "Cultivator Traits" and a marked recipe.
He was happy that he could come out safely and recover better. There had been no news about him some time ago. If Mr. Fool hadn't given Hermione the news that she was not in danger, he would have sent someone to investigate.
Hermione did not tell Derrick what happened in Swan Castle. After all, it was her own business and it would not be good to bother him all the time.
He has to manage the entire church and the parishes below, so it is good to spare time to give himself this kind of help.
I also have a plan for Dermot and that relic. I will first confirm it with Saint Christopher, and then pray to Mr. Fool.
This may require two large-scale ritual magics, one to activate the power in the relic, and the other to steal it and fuse it with the remaining spirit body.
What ultimately matters is whether the mysterious tribe is still there and whether the relics inside have been preserved.
If I had known that some traces were left there, I wouldn't have bothered to look for the Kingdom of Gold again now.
Later in the epilogue, I complained about the strong negative effects of the Little Gun.
The box that was stored for a short time actually gave birth to a monster similar to a mantis, but luckily he found it in time and purified it.
The weakened necklace is just used to seal this magical item with great negative effects.
The Church of Fools has obtained permission from the Church of the Mother Earth to build a small church in the city of Feneport. When Hermione gets there, she can rest and stay in the church.
Bailot in the Masi capital administrative region will soon be available, and they are arranging suitable candidates to go there. When the time comes, please take care of her who is in this area.
After writing the reply and sending it off, Hermione looked at the somewhat dull red evil spirit in front of her.
"Isolda, is that you?"
The name that seemed to have magic power stimulated her to wake up, and her sewn mouth cracked, making her feel a little more melancholy and self-deprecating.
"It seems you have finally remembered and are you going to abandon me again?"
