"I said, Mr. Sheriff, don't you think it's rude to ask these details in front of me?"
Mark asked Flagg and Salmont who were asking questions in front of him with some anger. The words just made them a little embarrassed. It was really not easy to ask his wife those things.
"Then let's get there first! Mr. Mark, your family can go back. Remember to come to the church every day to be baptized. I'm afraid that Hu Bo's evil spirit will come back later to seek revenge." Adhering to the principle of keeping ordinary people away,
Flagg casually made up a reason.
"That's all. I hope the Lord of Knowledge can make my bakery business prosperous and make up for the losses caused these days, otherwise I won't be able to feed my children."
Mark complained a little and went back with his wife Hannah and a bunch of children. It was already dark outside. Moritz and the others let them leave after the baptism. After all, they were not the main target, so there was still a lot of noise inside the church.
It was filled with the smell of powder and perfume. To be on the safe side, Jorah escorted them back together with Charlotte Nancy.
As for the Eva family, Father Gerhardt asked them to live in the church house behind the church. Their home may be contaminated by unknown sources, and the angry townspeople may take revenge. It is better to take precautions.
"According to the information we got, Hu Bo behaved normally until he left Mark's house this morning, as usual. It's just that we don't know what he went through this morning. Tomorrow we have to continue to the nearby streets to ask if anyone pays attention.
Well, maybe the key reason lies in that period of time."
Flagg, Gerhardt, and Samant summed it up. I didn't expect Huber to like to move around frequently at night. Considering that Eva's family was also there, I was embarrassed to talk about this aspect.
"Don't be too alarmed. The results of the divination will come back soon. Whether it happened or not, it has already happened. Samant, please take Eva and the others to rest first, and we will continue to discuss it for a while."
"Okay, teacher."
On the way to send him off, Salmont also thought about it. I am afraid that Hu Bo has undergone a mutation a long time ago. Let's see if God will give him a message. Is it the woman who caused Hu Bo's mutation? This explanation is also very reasonable. That
Women are not simple either. They have extraordinary appearance and experience, as well as overwhelming strength.
Eva watched the child walking in front, while Salmont was thinking about today's conversation. The appearance of Hu Bo interrupted their thoughts. Salmont had determined that Hermione was also from that world, and it seemed that she was related to him.
It's different, not from the same country.
Could it be that she is from Roselle's side? She has said it many times, and the hint is obvious. It's just that she didn't study hard and couldn't understand the diary, otherwise it wouldn't be so difficult. And she is obviously difficult to deal with.
Is this a test given by God to himself? It should be, it is like this in other worlds.
"Are you OK?"
Salmont subconsciously supported Eva, who was walking a little frivolously, and then he remembered that these people hadn't eaten yet.
"Sorry, let me take you to eat something."
"Thank you."
Without losing any grace, Eva quickly distanced herself and stood up to say thank you.
Salmont didn't think too much and was still thinking about Hermione. This might be God's test for him. It's normal for Hermione to be wary of him. Why wasn't he wary of everyone? He would tell her directly next time he saw her.
That's good. I was disturbed by Hu Bo's incident today. It seems that I am still not calm enough.
Hermione, who was being cared about by a group of people at this time, finally coaxed the three people on the bed to sleep. It was really three women in one drama. Now she deeply realized the sin of beauty. While analyzing today's events, she entered deep meditation. I don't know.
I fell asleep without realizing it, and it was rare that I didn't have any dreams.
When Hermione woke up in the morning, she found that she was being held in the middle, and the person pressing on her side must be Mrs. Dermot. She didn't know whose hair covered her. I would recommend buying a big bed next time, otherwise
My non-human body has long been suppressed inside.
After washing up, putting on a shirt, trousers, a long brown coat, and a black gauze hat, Hermione came to the study room where classes were held. She felt that something big might happen here recently, so it would be better to dress casually. It would be convenient to run in.
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"Hans, did you come so early?
"Dafik, you can go about your own business first.
Before Hans quietly made a small chair, Hermione sat opposite him and took out a relatively thick lesson preparation teaching book to start advanced education. Haste makes waste, so today I will tell the relevant story first.
"Sister Hermione, did you kill Hubo?" Hans looked around and approached Hermione curiously.
"Have you forgotten what I said?" Hermione looked at Hans, the little guy still wanted to get something out of me.
"You can't talk or whisper during class time without permission..."
"Then why don't you go to class quickly and talk about this in your spare time, do you understand?"
"Then let's get started quickly!"
Hans understood what Hermione meant, sat upright and began to listen.
When it was almost noon, Hermione ended her current lecture. For children, a few hours is almost enough. After all, not everyone is the master of paper in their own place and studies in their sleep.
"Sister Hermione, you can tell me now. When I first saw you, I felt that you were something special. Because you are so beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful person."
"Thank you for the compliment. You were wrong. In fact, it was Saint Christopher, the angel of the Lord, who purified the devil. Didn't you see Hubo caught fire and was burned?"
"It seems to be true. It is indeed recorded in the holy book that demons will be judged by fire, but Sister Hermione, you are still so powerful that you saved my mother." Hans rubbed his little head and recalled the content.
"Remember to stay away from these things in the future. When you see people like Hu Bo running as far as possible, run into the church." Hermione felt that it was necessary to remind ordinary people not to get involved.
"I know, Sister Hermione, I will pray to God and St. Christopher for help as soon as possible."
"You take a rest here, I'll go see the people outside."
Hermione touched Hans's head. She didn't know why, but she had to touch it once every time she saw it. Then she went outside to deal with the uninvited guests.
The evergreen trees outside the yard have lost a lot of leaves, and the traces of autumn are deepening. Although the area from Desi Bay to Feneport is in the southernmost part of the northern continent, the impact is inevitable.
"The temperature difference between noon and night is huge! No wonder there are so many fruits here suitable for making wine. It's almost the time for cider to be made, and later there will be wine." Hermione sighed with emotion and blocked a handful of them in the corner outside.
The spiritual creatures were captured.
If possible, Hermione would also like to see the unique brewing season here. They would invite people to taste their cider. A happy body and mind would be more conducive to maintaining their own humanity.
"Don't you know it's illegal to sneak into someone else's house? The owner of the house has the right to get rid of you."
Hermione held up the caterpillar-like spiritual creature rolled up into a ball. It didn't look very smart and could easily be ignored. It was unclear whether it could speak.
"Who is your master? If you don't tell me, I will throw you away and feed you to a spirit more powerful than you."
“Woooooo…
Realizing that the dangerous caterpillar group had dissipated immediately, Hermione took the opportunity to seize the link and actually dared to peek at herself. Then she took out a mirror, several small tubes, datura juice, powder to curse ghosts, and vampire hair,
The sting of the dark thorn. Quickly use the witch's curse ritual magic to outline gorgeous patterns on the mirror, and complete the curse before the contact mark dissipates.
If I could restore the power of a demigod, I wouldn't have to worry so much. For now, I'm just staying close to a demigod to protect the safety of my humanity.
"I hope the other side will have better luck. This is already a very weakened version of my curse." Hermione didn't know why it was not burdensome for her to do it. There was always a price to pay for peeping.
The information I finally collected from everyone is gone, so I have to write to ask Pope Derrick if he has any life-saving charms. It's been a bit uneasy recently.
After taking care of it, Hermione left here. No one dared to come now, right? Could it be that Hubo, the mastermind behind the scenes, noticed her? It's not impossible. It seems that she has to arrange some magic around recently and find some natural magic.
The spirit comes to visit the house. As for the spirit, he is a mythical creature after all. Who dares to negotiate terms with him?
"Ms. Hermione, good afternoon. I heard that some accidents happened yesterday. Are you okay?"
Old Geisler hurried back from outside and had just met Hermione who had returned from the curse. Hermione noticed that he was also bringing a little girl with blond hair and brown eyes. The little girl's curly hair was pinned up by hairpins and she was wearing a red dress.
She was wearing a white dress, her face was tender and she looked about 3 or 4 years old, and her big eyes were staring at Hermione curiously.
"Who is this?" Hermione had already made a rough guess, but it was better to confirm.
"He is my daughter Emma. There are some things that I can't explain clearly. I'm going to talk about it. I'll see you later." Old Geisler smiled bitterly, and then took the little girl and the attendant to his study.
Hermione returned to the study and saw Hans who was still a little serious. Unexpectedly, there was a bloody drama everywhere.
