"Why don't you dare to look at me directly? It's very rude to hug others like this. Don't be so anxious."
After being disturbed by the woman who suddenly came forward, Hermione noticed that there seemed to be some smell of death here, like the remnants of ritual magic.
‘Isn’t it a waste at all?’ When people are alive, they are driven to participate in wars, and when they die, the remaining spirits are used for sacrifices.
The brown-blond woman below took a long time to speak before she opened her eyelids that kept wanting to close. She was tired and didn't dare to rest.
"I don't dare. I think I will die after looking at you. My name is Angelica Weinbach, please...
Before Hermione could say anything, the people below had already fallen asleep.
If I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have had this trouble, but this person might have been affected by the remaining aura of death and actually died.
After hesitating for a moment, Hermione dispersed the remaining aura of death. The somewhat numb remaining townspeople felt a little more energetic, and their brains were no longer empty.
"Perhaps this is also a guide of fate!"
Hermione pulled up Angelica, who was wearing a wheat ear chain around her neck. Like fresh wheat, the grains were wrapped into small rings and hung on the necklace.
The original spirituality also completely dissipated at this moment and turned into an ordinary object. She could see that Hermione's difference was due to the blessing that remained on it.
"Could it be some god who plotted against me? No way!"
After checking several times and finding no abnormalities, Hermione prayed to the Fool several times for protection. She had to pay attention to some coincidences and pay attention to people with malicious intentions.
After cleaning up the traces, she took Angelica to a pool in the forest to help her wash away the smell and sediment from her body.
"You have a lot of face. I came here except for Eliza and the others to take a bath. You can enjoy it for the second time. If it is not of any value, don't blame me for falling out."
Then he put her in good clothes. On the way, she saw some pretty good shirts and men's slacks, which she put on carelessly. Now that she was living in such a good situation, there was no need to think so much.
Then he returned to the town, found a relatively complete place, put the half-collapsed sleeping mattress, and then placed Angelica inside.
I went to the beach to fry some fish and came back. I found some condiments and salt in the ruins of the kitchen shop. As for wood, it was everywhere.
"Where did the Union Army and Loen fight? Where is this place?"
She asked about the men and women who were attracted by the smell of grilled fish. Judging from their appearance, they had not smelled anything so fragrant for a long time. The food here is not scarce, and there are many fruits in the forest. But the cooking conditions are
Too crude.
"We should go to Alagoas State in the southwest region, which is the frontier and gateway of the Eastern Plateau. This is the town of Dix in Caruaru State. Kind lady, can you give us one? God will appreciate your dedication.
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The middle-aged man who seemed to have some grace did not come up like a gangster, but still insisted on some etiquette. The man next to him wanted to come up and grab it, but then ran away, but his legs became weak and he found that he could not move.
"I can share it with you, but you also have to share the information. You are different from them, you understand."
Hermione condensed a ball of black flames and shot it into the sunken bay, sweeping up the sea water and falling onto the ruins of Dix Town, where the sea fish jumped up and down.
"Go and pick it up quickly, won't you find the salt in the ruins yourself? If you want to live, don't worry so much."
After finding a reason to disperse these people, some frightened middle-aged people took the grilled fish tremblingly.
In the Southern Continent, Extraordinary people did not need to hide themselves, but this was the first time he saw a person like this who directly waved his hand to stir up the sea water and explode it, and he felt deeply frightened by it.
"Don't worry, I have no interest in you, just treat me as a passerby. I can't save you, you can only save yourself."
"I'm sorry, sir, we just offended you, please forgive me."
The middle-aged man quickly bowed and knelt on one knee to apologize. He was afraid that the other person would be moody, just like those fickle cultists. He would kill the person with a smile.
"Get up, I accept your apology. What happened here? Did you yell?"
"My name is Wilkin James. I am a relatively wealthy resident here. My grandfather was from Loen and immigrated to settle here."
Wilkin, who speaks the local Tutanese language, except for his appearance, has already integrated into the environment here.
"There was an inexplicable fight here a few days ago, and the Feneport-Intis coalition forces that emerged from the bay forcibly landed here.
Just before that, a group of Loen troops heading south came here to spend the night, and the two fought directly here.
I could only hide in the basement of the yard and tremble, not daring to look at what was happening outside.
Fortunately, my son took his eldest daughter north to go to their grandfather's house, but my wife and youngest daughter died in the gunfire.
The next day I came out holding the cold Winona and found that the place had turned into ruins. Winona was just hit on the shoulder. How did it become so serious?
My little daughter who didn't have time to escape was also buried inside. Her room was the first to be destroyed by the bombardment. I could only help the injured Winona to hide it and then come back to look for it.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she was pushed out, the entire back area collapsed and was submerged in the gunfire. When I dug her out, her body was already cold, the blood flowing out had solidified, and she was facing our bedroom.
My servants also died inside, and I feel a little sad and helpless to see Dix Town turned into what it is now, and those fighting armies headed all the way to Alagoas."
Wilkin calmly told the story. After experiencing great sadness, he became surprisingly calm. The only consolation was that he still had two family members.
After taking a bite of the grilled fish, he said with some sadness, "It would be great if I asked Fergal to go with them. Then Winona would definitely be worried about going with them, and maybe I would be the only one who dies."
"My condolences, thank you for informing me. Do you know who she is?" Hermione pointed at Angelica behind her. She sympathized with her, but she didn't know how to comfort her.
Judging from her memory, she had experienced many crueler things more than a thousand years ago, but she accepted them easily.
"It's okay, thank you for listening to me. May the God of Storms protect their new life." Wilkin prayed devoutly.
This is the original border area between Loen and Feysac. It is very common for each other's believers to mix together, and there is no need to separate them as clearly as in the northern continent.
"She is Angelica Weinbach, from Fenneport. She came to Dix to help find supply channels for her family.
Her family is in the spice business, and you know that people in Feneport like to pickle all kinds of meat, or in other words, the whole South, where there is a huge market for spices."
