"If you are still too confused, you can stay here for a few days and return to your ordinary life. You will find new goals."
After Father Gerhard finished speaking, the brown-black-haired man who was sorting books on the bookshelf put the books he had brought back and came next to Hermione and the priest. The black robe covered his figure, and he was probably a little taller than Hermione.
, his hair is styled into four or six parts, his face is as ordinary as the residents outside, and he has the temperament of a scholar.
Hermione found that he had been observing the group of people here just now, and his eyes were more on herself and Heras. Under the introduction of Father Gerhardt, Hermione knew his name, the deacon of the church, Salmont.
Garn, the other deacon, Sekman Alphonse, went out on business and is not here today.
"Hello, you can come more often when you have time. Teacher Gerhardt, the time has come." Samant then whispered a few words to Gerhardt, and he should be busy with something.
"Then let's take our leave now, Father Gerhardt."
Hermione and Heras left here wisely. When Hermione walked out of the door, she waved to Father Gerhardt behind her and said ヾ(tot)bye~bye~ as usual.
Father Gerhardt was stunned for a moment. Is this some new etiquette? He waved his hand randomly to say goodbye. Samant next to him frowned slightly and his face was frozen.
"Samonte, what are you thinking about?"
Gerhardt woke up Samant, who was next to him. This student had become a little strange after a serious illness and was often distracted.
"Teacher, I'm thinking about how to set questions in the exam so that students can have their own thinking and meet our requirements."
"The joint unified examination is coming soon. It's good of you to do this. I hope someone from our Kamari town can pass the exam this time and shine like the prophet of Kamari back then."
"Teacher, there is also the magic potion recommendation. I feel like I have already digested it. I don't know how many merits I need to accumulate before I can continue to be promoted."
"We only have the recipe for the Cultivator Path to Sequence 8 Physicians. According to your merits, it is indeed enough. Are you really ready?"
"I'm ready, teacher, there are so many people in Kamari Town who need our help."
"That's fine. I'll submit the application after I'm done."
Gerhard walked slowly into the back door, and Salmont, who followed Gerhard, raised the corners of his mouth and showed a proud smile.
Hermione and Heras walked out of the streets within the square. The roads here were obviously much worse. Many bricks and stones had been broken and scattered with potholes of different sizes. The two axles were obviously sunken. Compared with Pulitzer Port,
It's far from perfect, but at least a ditch has been built and there doesn't seem to be any water accumulation.
The ground near the houses on both sides was relatively intact, probably because the car could not drive. Hermione saw a cute boy about six years old in front of him coming out of the gorgeously decorated secret store. A young girl who looked like a maid went to hire a coachman to let him stand.
Over there.
In a passing cart, because a horse ate a carrot from the vegetable cart next to it, the two owners got into an argument and whipped each other's horses. Hermione quickly pulled the little boy to the door, while Heras stayed away.
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The horse was frightened and just stood up and screamed a few times. It did not lose control and ran away, but it still scared the people around it. The little boy was a little scared and took Hermione's hand. In the end, the two coachmen still cursed and went to the police to seek justice.
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"Are you OK!"
Hermione bent down and looked at the little boy. The little boy saw that Hermione was a little shy and mustered up the courage to speak.
"Thank you, beautiful lady... no, it's my sister."
The maid also ran back quickly, holding the little boy close to her side with one hand, thanking Hermione. She was shorter than Hermione, wearing a black and white apron, a white maid hat on her head, a small round face, and apples on her cheeks.
Her skin was rosy. When she hugged Hans and the clothes on her chest were tightened, Hermione realized that she was not simple. If her face were a little better and a little younger, she would have a childlike face and big breasts. She directly debuted as an idol in her own place, and she also worked as a maid.
, but now she is still very good-looking and a not-so-big girl.
"It's okay, just remember to watch it next time."
"Adai, what happened?"
A beautiful woman with fashionable curly hair and a turquoise ruffled dress walked out of the store. She had brown hair, brown eyes, and plucked eyebrows that matched her charming eyes. She had a mature charm. Although not as large as the maid.
, but it fits the figure just right, holding an exquisite blue and white packaging box in his hand.
The maid briefly told her what happened. The woman did not blame the maid, but warned her not to do this in the future, and then thanked Hermione and the others.
"Thank you for your help. My name is Dermot Geisler. If you need any help, you can come to me later."
"It's just a matter of effort, Mrs. Dermot. I believe everyone will do this when they see it."
Hermione later learned that the boy's name was Hans Geisler, and that his family was a wealthy man in the town. Mrs. Dermot also wanted to invite Hermione and Heras to be guests, but they politely refused.
"Next time, see you later."
Hermione waved to Hans, and Hans responded shyly to Hermione, his hands a little uncomfortable.
"Do you like that lady just now?"
Ah! Hans's face turned red quickly and he grabbed Dermot's hand. His behavior had betrayed him, making both Dermot and the maid Ade laugh.
Hermione and Heras said goodbye and returned to the hotel. Because Heras and Emma had Ma Xi's official identity certificate, they could stay in the official guest house directly without being with others.
Bonnie, Les and others were preparing to return to Intis. Working as workers was their first identity. Hermione suddenly remembered that her boss, the Fool, had not contacted her yet, except for the mark that had just left on her body.
"Ancestor, we are waiting for the ferry tomorrow morning. We will miss you."
Bonnie and the others found a quiet corner to sit, obviously they didn't dare to be too presumptuous here. Hermione sighed, the witch still has some benefits, at least it can make people like her at first sight and get close to her, except for the disadvantages.
Yes, it's all Tatiana's fault.
"I will miss you too. Remember not to be so stupid and fight against the authorities. Those people will not show mercy to infidels."
"Don't worry, I will keep an eye on them." Les reassured Hermione that he had controlled himself when he was crazy before, but now he is normal and seeing a few people won't be a problem.
"Then how should I contact you in the future, Ms. Hermione."
"It can be through a messenger." Hermione thought for a while. It seemed that she had not summoned the messenger who had stayed before after being disturbed. She didn't know if she was dead or working as a coolie somewhere. Let's see if she is still alive.
I almost forgot about it.
"Writing letters is also a good way, but international communication may be lost."
"That's not it. I'll see if my messenger is still there and I'll give you an answer tomorrow morning."
Hermione went back to give it a try. She was so nervous these days, and only after being reminded did she realize that she still had this messenger to use.
After finishing the busy exchange of farewell words, Hermione prepared a few candles and available materials to test her ideas.
Sitting on the wooden stool in the hotel, she directly prepared to summon her former messenger in Hermes. The single bed behind her had been covered with quilts for her to struggle and roll on.
"The spirit wandering in illusion"
"Spiritual creatures friendly to humans"
"Submission to the Redness of Hermione Evanna Thoren"
Hermione finished reading the last sentence and found that the crystal in her body did not stop her. It seemed that signing the contract could find loopholes. And the last sentence, it seemed that the spirit she summoned at that time was not convinced by herself and had a friendly exchange.
After that, I reluctantly signed the contract. I didn't know why I was so persistent at the time. I just wanted to change to another one.
The temperature in the room dropped sharply, the kerosene lamp kept flickering, and a powerful aura descended from the void in front of Hermione.
"Hey! Isn't this my dear master? I haven't seen you contact me for a thousand years, why are you acting like this? It seems that I have a chance to be your master."
A half-length illusory spirit body appeared in front of him. His red hair was disheveled and his whole body was red. His mouth was sewn up, leaving a patch mark, and his former soft and beautiful appearance could still be seen.
"You just remembered me? How dare you summon me like this? You are not afraid that I will turn against you and eat you. Don't forget what you did to me back then. Even after so many years, I still remember it deeply."
Hong quickly clung to Hermione and leaned on her face. It was because of her attitude that she was convinced by Hermione to become the messenger.
"Only you?"
Hermione also got close to Red, allowing her to sense the brand in her body. Red was so frightened that she ran around, her illusory body crawling between the walls, and screams were heard from time to time, and then she calmed down and returned to Hermione.
"It's unlucky for me. I will continue to run errands for you, but don't count on me for fights. After all, I am just a facade. If you encounter any serious trouble, you will lose me forever. I didn't expect you to find such a good thing."
Great boss, do you really not remember?"
"What's the matter? Don't worry about it for now. Can you do me a favor? Hong."
Seeing Hermione's sincere eyes, Hong felt that responding to her was the stupidest thing he had ever done in the rest of his life.
