Soldiers in red military uniforms walked neatly through the passages of the port and pier for daily patrol and maintenance. During the war, the governor here could not help but worry and strengthened the control of certain areas.
The people who were still arguing immediately dispersed to avoid being caught by the dog-legged security team who were following them, and would have to pay a large sum of money before they could get out.
Angelica, who just had a lot of emotional doubts, saw the malicious eyes around her and quickly followed Hermione. This figure, which was similar to her own, gave her a great sense of security.
Everyone around her was wearing light clothes. Hermione, who was wearing a skirt and jacket, attracted many people's attention, and they all wanted to see through her true appearance.
Angelica hoped that these people would just take a look and not come up to cause trouble. She was afraid that the cold that could freeze spiders in the heart would appear again.
The boxes on the wooden walkway, and the few people who were looking at today's target also took a few steps closer to the only way to return to the street from the pier.
"Joao, the woman wearing the black veil must be a beauty, with rare red hair. She doesn't seem to have a guard."
"You have to say, it's a pity that the clothes on your body are a little conservative, isn't it hot? The maid behind you seems to be pretty good too."
"Let's take a look. If it's not from the master's house, this is our chance. I hope there are some valuable things inside. You can attract your attention later."
"Idiot, do you think we have a chance? The governor's great son is here."
João followed the direction that his brother João pointed, and a handsome young man with long hair spread out was standing on a high platform on the street in front of him with a telescope, and he was surrounded by many escorting soldiers.
"Is it this guy again? When can someone treat him?"
"First of all, you must have the father of a big shot in the mysterious world. The heretic who attacked here last time was hanged in the air for no apparent reason. Do you want to be like that?"
The three brothers continued to work on their own affairs like the people around them, sorting out the utensils in the wooden boxes, and their eyes did not forget to select the person to be taken care of later.
Hermione, who seemed to be in a different space from here, was separated from the bustling crowd and led Angelica silently towards the familiar direction.
The Tillings, the original ruling family here, should still be there, and the Wallflower family that joined the Death God unified faith should not disappear into history.
Elze Russell, who was observing the coming people with a telescope, brought up his extinguished enthusiasm and wanted to go over and talk to some young women with Northern Continent appearance who came up.
His daily life here is dull and boring, and he can't live without having some fun. If his father hadn't pressured him to go back, he would have left long ago.
Hermione was worried that Angelica wouldn't be able to keep up, so she directly pulled her up. The contrast between the two naturally attracted some attention.
"Do you want to stay here and work? These hard jobs are not suitable for you."
Angelica, who was looking around, naturally said no. She just hoped to see someone familiar, someone who could help her.
The men's clothes and fur hat he was wearing were just like those shy women from the countryside who came to the city just now.
"Ma'am, do you need help? I can introduce you to some quiet and stable places." The waiting coachman came to solicit customers.
"Do you know where the Tillings family is now?"
Hermione's words left the coachman stunned. Hasn't it been a long time? It was only when people walked out that he reacted and responded to the guests who took the initiative to ask him.
The Tillings family has long since disappeared in this city, shouldn't everyone know about it now?
"Miss, I know the Tillings family. If you want to go, I can lead the way."
Elze Russell, who came closer, tried to see clearly the face under the black veil. He was so beautiful that he was a little intoxicated. He unconsciously took a deep breath of air. They should be able to chat well.
"Sorry, Your Excellency, we have disturbed you. We apologize for Earl Russell."
The returning waiters and bodyguards picked up Elze and left the place quickly. The guards behind them also went back to their respective patrols.
Hermione, who was about to screw her out because of her previous bad temper, thought that she was here to do something, so she suppressed her anger and moved on with Angelica.
I don’t know why when I see so many memories from the past, my emotions start to get out of control. Is it the influence from the past?
João, who was carrying the pieces of dried bark, saw that Elze was being dragged away after saying something. He quickly reminded his brothers not to be stupid, and then asked him to go back and report.
"It is also beneficial to observe in advance. The teacher taught me well. I have to thank him when I go back in the evening."
After saying that, he grabbed a piece from inside and bit it. It was spicy and fragrant. No wonder people from the northern continent like it so much.
Elzer, who was pulled near the Governor's Quarter, finally broke free. Just now, he had planned to use the Death God's Remaining Wanted to intimidate Hermione who had just asked about it. Then he would reveal his identity and plan to pass.
"Pari, was that person dangerous just now?"
"I don't dare to look at her. I feel extremely dangerous. It seems to be stronger than the earl's."
"Then you have to go back and tell dad quickly. Those remnants are making trouble again. We have to unite the two major churches to guard against their conspiracy."
"Elze, it's best to tell the truth first to avoid causing unnecessary trouble. If these people fight and something happens to Yassen, the count will be responsible."
Parry expressed his thoughts. Elze in front of him was not only romantic and lustful, but also very nervous. The only good thing was that he listened to what he said.
"Pari, you are right. It's a pity that I couldn't see the girl's full face. She is more beautiful and elegant than the princesses."
Somewhat helpless, Parry had to walk quickly to report to Earl Russell. This man fit his stereotype of sons who were not family heirs. It was because of the Earl's face that he came to look after him.
Angelica's feet were a little sore, and her whole body felt as tired as if she had been beaten. She held on and was pulled by Hermione. She no longer knew how many streets she had passed and how many alleys she had entered.
The occasional breath scared her so much that she didn't dare to express any opinions or express how tired she was.
After avoiding piles of rotten wooden boxes, Hermione finally stopped in front of some old classical buildings.
The decayed iron fence is covered with green vines, and the closed iron gate is old and badly worn, and people are still opening and entering here constantly.
The streets in Lishen are so narrow that even a small carriage cannot pass through them. The manor is surrounded by ordinary residential houses. Unless you look down from the top of a building or from the air, it is difficult to notice this place.
"Vernat Tillings, get out of here if you're still alive. I, Hermione Evanna Soren, am here to collect debt from you."
The gentle sound penetrated directly through the iron door and entered the courtyard. Soon after, a mixed-race woman with black hair and fair skin came out to open the door to greet her.
She came to the iron gate and looked around, then unlocked the door and invited Hermione and Hermione in.
"My name is Graf Tillings. You two distinguished guests, please come in and talk about old times. It is inconvenient for our ancestors to show their breath outside."
