Curious, she suppressed the idea of going over to see what it was immediately, and turned back to look at Oneida, Nzinga and the others behind her.
When the tribe members saw the danger, they took a few children and left quickly.
"Thank you, Your Excellency. They are indeed here, just as you told me before."
Oneida thought of Hermione's previous reminder, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.
"So you also know? Thank you for your help this time." Nzinga used his stick to support himself and thanked him. Unexpectedly, he still acknowledged his kindness.
"I went around their fleet and heard some news. I guess they left after achieving their purpose."
"The high priest didn't tell us this, we have to go back quickly."
When Nzinga remembered the reason, he wanted to go back. The fire crow that had just blocked its descent was so consumed that he almost fell here.
"What's the use of going back? Your rank is not high. You just have more characteristics when you go back. Go and take your people to escape."
Hermione's words calmed down Nzinga, and seeing the dissuasive effect, Hermione headed directly towards the strange place below.
From the cracks torn open in the spiritual world, huge coquettish eyeballs appeared and fixed there. Creatures from the spiritual world were constantly driven out and spread to all directions.
When Hermione came to the bottom, she raised her hair and looked at the eyeball. It shattered and disappeared here, and the original cracks also collapsed.
Nzingo, who transformed into a giant werewolf, was ignited with several flames. One of the people surrounding her suddenly covered her eyes, and the bone helmet on her face shattered.
The curse that permeated the surroundings followed the traces and tried to establish contact with him, and was twisted and directed around by the men in black military uniforms present. The red-haired man in white military uniforms burst out flames to clean away the accumulated debris.
"That person, the person who was in the port area before is here." The black-robed figure with a dark feeling made a neutral voice that could not distinguish between male and female. The feeling of being torn apart obviously did not get over so quickly.
"Sir, why don't you come out and see us? We have not violated our agreement. This is not a port area."
The other two people looked around cautiously. The other party must have surpassed the level of a saint, otherwise how could they cause an undead to suffer heavy damage.
"But the Puer tribe is already an ally of the port guard force. You have violated the agreement. I am not wrong."
A figure with loose red hair appeared next to Nzingo, and his face covered with a top hat and black gauze was clearly visible, with a hint of unique charm.
The giant black werewolf also extinguished the flames on his body, the hideous wounds healed, and the shining hair stood up like steel thorns.
"Who are you?"
The man in white military uniform used his own will to suppress his special charm. His hair color and body shape did not look like those from Eindhoven.
"Georg, don't forget there is a missing family."
"Indeed, the Medici family is also possible."
Bernhardt in black military uniform reminded Georg Soren that although it was rare, it was not impossible. But this operation was going to fail.
"Is your ancestor named Frederick?"
"Ah~"
Georg raised his head and was a little surprised, and was immediately punched away. The force was not small. He hurriedly spread the damage. It seemed certain.
"I have no intention of participating in your fight, but I have to give this man a good beating, otherwise I won't be able to let out a bad breath."
After saying that, Hermione directly controlled Georg and kicked him into the sky, just enough that his steel-like body could allow her to fight for a while longer.
Benefiting from the suppression of the adjacent high-level attributes, even now he has returned to the power of a saint, and can also defeat the opponent. If Bernhardt and the man in black robe below have to use more hands and feet.
"Kurelia, let's do this for now. We don't have enough time now. We will pick up Georg and leave here together later."
"Is he also from the Georg family? You northerners are so fond of internal strife."
"I don't understand. Be careful of people in front of you."
The majestic Bernhardt didn't panic too much. He could also ask for angels to protect him. Now we just need to save some face.
Nzingo did not return to his human form, but walked around a few times to observe, and gave up when he saw that there were no flaws.
A ball of fire fell from the sky and fell to the ground in front of Bernhardt, creating a deep pit. Hermione returned to the side and clapped her hands, no change from before.
If her sister dies, she must go back and ask for details. If she knows that these people are responsible for forcing her, she will not care about blood relatives.
When her ancestor gave birth to two children, Frederick and Leo, they were already very far away from her. Most of them were intrigues for profit, and there was very little such as warmth.
Now that she thought about it, when she ended up breaking up, many of these people were behind her, and without her, she would have more hope of promotion.
Bernhard pulled out the half-beaten Georg and supported him. His breath became weaker, his handsome face became larger, and his aura was no longer as high-spirited as before.
"Who are you from our family? Impossible? Gone long ago."
"That's just your ignorance. What can you know if you are stubborn and conservative?" Hermione continued after a pause, "Go back and tell Frederick. If he is not dead, tell him that Evana is back and I will come to him.
Reminiscing about old times.”
"let's go."
The three of them disappeared here, and Hermione didn't stop them, which just made the people with evil thoughts panic, hoping that those old people would turn into evil spirits and live in the bunker.
Nzingo returned to his normal appearance. The tribe's shanties and facilities had been destroyed long ago, leaving a large area empty.
"Thank you very much this time, Your Excellency. I understand your needs. This is nothing. Please wait until we build the tribe."
"It's okay. Even if there is no such thing, I will beat that person. That is my private matter."
The three people who returned to the battleship lounge sat on the sofa to recover their exhausted spiritual energy. Georg lay motionless, closing his eyes as if he was asleep.
"Aren't you going to explain? You have to find a reason to communicate."
"How do I know that I am the most seriously injured, okay? He is a descendant of Leo's line, and Evanna is also the name of the women there. I have to know the previous names to determine who he is."
Georg was also very angry. Seeing that he was about to win, he was beaten for no reason. The opponent was a member of the same family. He had to go back and ask what happened.
"Back then, there was an angel in your family who died during the war that divided us in the south. It seems that he was also named Leo. Our family happened to be the earls of the territory on that border. The sea of blood and fire left behind is still there.
It’s simply a restricted area of life.”
"That was Leo XI. The conqueror who was forcibly promoted fell. I heard that he had a rebellious sister. The name of the woman before Leo XI was Irina, but the records are sealed by the family. Could it be?
His sister, Evanna, Leo X happened to be named Evanna before, so it’s not impossible to continue to inherit the name for his daughter... I have to report it quickly."
After talking a lot, Georg endured the pain and stood up, holding his waist, and walked to the telegraph room. He had to talk to the cabinet within the family. Since no fatal blow was made, it proved that there was still hope for recovery. One more angel and the family would be restored.
Great hope.
"What is this? All my plans have been ruined, my ferryman plan. What the hell is this female-to-male family?"
Kurelia, who was confused by a lot of male and female names, said a few words angrily and left, leaving Fleet Commander Bernhard alone.
