Chapter 83 The hidden danger at the door and Hermione’s handling
In the Fountain Square, night has enveloped the sky, and the church and surrounding lights are lighting up the place. Jorah covers his ears and leans against the door of the church. With the assistance of Father Gerhardt, Flagg takes a gun to stop the screaming and chattering outside.
of tramps killed.
There was obviously no sound, and there was nothing else around except ambient sounds, but several people could clearly hear those chaotic voices whispering in their ears, and then violently exploding, making Qiao La and others feel upset.
If Father Gerhardt hadn't brought a level 3 sealed object that had the negative effect of making people lose their perception of the outside world, a few people might not have wanted to leave the church. After all, the sound was too unpleasant.
"Keep one alive, brother. Finally we have a clue."
Jorah quickly ran out and was very lucky to knock over a homeless man who was trying to escape with his mouth open. He knocked him out with another punch and dragged the homeless man back to the church without paying any attention to the stains on his hands.
Flagg also shot the three accomplices to death. They were questioning the homeless people they saw along the way. Most of them said something they didn't know, or they came to ask for food or money. Jorah, who became grumpy, directly
I gave them their favorite big mouth scrapers, and all the homeless people I saw behind them ran away quickly.
Back outside the Fountain Square, they noticed a homeless man holding a conch and shaking it wildly. The two hurried up, and the man fell to the ground and died. The people next to him wanted to leave, but Jorah and Flagg stopped them.
The man who was moving was also pushed back by Flagg's shot. At this time, the homeless man sitting next to the dead man stuffed the conch directly into the dead man's mouth and smashed it, and crazy noises began to rage here. The dead man also stood up
He got up and started shouting with the people around him, and those who were not affected fainted immediately when they heard it.
"It's strange. I haven't encountered this kind of ability before. It doesn't require making a sound." Flagg felt that maybe he had never seen the world and was embarrassed to say this.
"I didn't expect them to be hiding here. It's really hard to find them!"
Father Gerhardt came here and prayed for the deceased. The homeless people who had passed out and stayed overnight had not yet woken up. Now Flagg could only ask the police to take everyone back and lock them up. Fortunately, there were not many of them.
That's too much.
"Teacher, Flagg, this is a soothing potion. Drink it. It will help your mental stability." Salmont gave two small tubes of potion to Gerhardt and Flagg and asked them to drink it.
"Thank you, Samantha."
A few people regained their energy and looked at the corpse that caused the problem. Inside the open mouth were conch fragments stained red with blood. The expression remained as if it was shouting before death. The body exuded a stench and the clothes were in tatters.
and skin covered in dirt.
"It looks very similar to Hu Bo's, but Hu Bo made the sound directly. We still have to be careful later. If they are premeditated and organized, they can preemptively interfere with us, and then others can seize that moment and attack fatally.
One hit." Flagg analyzed based on his own experience.
"Let's see if we can find out anything first. Let's deal with these corpses by the way." Father Gerhardt took out a piece of cloth and asked Flagg to turn the deceased over and pat out the fragments inside the mouth along with the blood stains. Gerhardt
I quickly wrapped it up and took it back to the church.
Salmont looked around and expressed his doubts. "There are fewer homeless people here. Did you scare them away, Flag?"
"Yes, there are too few. You reminded me to strictly check the homeless people who have left here recently. Salmont, please take a look here. When the police arrive, let them arrest these people and watch them."
Flagg patted Salmont on the shoulder and quickly walked into the church, leaving Salmont thoughtful. He did not expect that the followers of the evil god were staying at the foot of the church. Sure enough, the most dangerous place is the safest place. What follows?
How to arrange the plan? Let’s put it aside first!
In the manor, Hermione and Dermot stayed in the women's room, sitting at a table covered with beige patterned tablecloth and chatting. The yellow light made the place a little dim, but they could see the night view outside the window clearly.
After putting down the cup, Hermione found that she was very calm. She didn't know why she didn't think about the things she was thinking about just now. Is it because of her mind? I'm afraid Dermot sitting next to her was also very awake, thinking about his own things.
.
"Teacher Hermione, you didn't have a lot to say just now, why are you so bored and why don't you say anything."
"I'm here to listen to you. It's better to know less about my affairs. After all, I am a disaster. Do you like disasters? The way those people look at me is more like an instinctive desire. I have tried very hard to restrain it.
Watching you every day like an audience." After saying that, Hermione poured some sour beer into the cup, feeling a little depressed, and just drank it as a drink.
"When you say that, I seem to like your appearance first. You made me feel very close to you at first, and then as we got along, I discovered that you are also a very gentle and kind person, as if you are not from this world. You see
Although those people are indifferent to the outside, I can detect the pity, pain, and helplessness in their eyes. Although sometimes anger can suddenly become very scary, making the air around you freeze, but we still like to be with you.
get along."
"Don't think that I don't know. You always come to take advantage of me secretly. The saliva on my face belongs to you. You don't care about it because we are good sisters. How do you plan to deal with that matter? Is it to throw Emma away?
For someone else’s foster care?”
When Hermione was in Pulitzer, it was difficult for her to have such an opportunity because Voppel had to take care of Gloor. She usually preferred to visit the clothing store opened by herself and her friends and use Hermione as a model.
"I didn't expect to be discovered by you. Who makes you so beautiful? We don't know why but we like to stay with you. Can you please satisfy the little wish of a lonely widow like me?"
"What about Emma?"
Seeing that Dermot was avoiding the topic and turning the topic to herself, Hermione directly pulled her and asked her to answer. She said that selling the little girl Emma to the Red Theater was really possible in this world, and everyone would do it.
Turning a blind eye, the illegitimate daughter is not considered a child of the family at all. There are already many Oliver Twist with tragic endings in the town. It would be better to at least stay as a servant.
Dermot leaned on Hermione and drank half a glass of wine. His eyes returned to their usual firmness: "You know what? If I agree, then I will be a joke in Kamari Town, and my dignity will be gone. That will be different from the outside world."
What is the difference between the girls standing on the street? They are unable to fight against life, but I can fight against my injustice.
"Why do you all come to persuade me? I am obviously the victim! Have I done anything wrong? I have been playing the role of a qualified wife and Hans's mother, and I have not pursued the role like Ortel, Redman and others.
Have fun, do they think I don’t know? I know everything, I just don’t want to ruin the relationship between us.
"Just because she is young and ignorant, is she pitiful? But who is going to pity me? Do you think I am that kind of bad person? Am I a bad person?
After a series of answers, Dermot burst into tears, and his tears wet the clothes on Hermione's chest. Hermione also held her in her arms, letting her vent her accumulated emotions. Just say it like this, don't hold it back.
Well, it will accumulate more and more, and I am also a bad person!
"Originally, I was out of sight and out of mind, but I didn't expect her to be so ignorant. Now I won't admit it publicly. This is the bottom line. For your sake, I can let her stay and become a traitor from now on.
Si's maid.
'But what does a 3-year-old know? She has no choice.' Hermione didn't say it out loud. She wouldn't tell Dermot like this, so she could only keep comforting her. At least Emma wouldn't have to worry about her future life.
"We are all helpless in the face of fate. We can only choose from the existing options. All we can do is hope for a better outcome. You can go and talk to Geisler. After all, it is better to talk.
You still have a long life ahead of you, as well as Hans. And I’m not a good person, so you don’t have to worry.”
"Shouldn't good people not have to worry?" Dermot said angrily with a nasal voice.
"So you have to be careful about me, lest I go crazy one day."
"Then I'll probably go crazy too."
Hermione suddenly laughed while holding Dermot, and Dermot followed suit, not sure whether it was self-deprecation or happiness.
After spending some time coaxing Dermot, Hermione asked Marilis, who heard the cry, to help her go to Geisler. Although there were some ping-pong sounds from behind, it should generally be
Even though she was stable, she didn't know whether it was right or wrong.
After dealing with this, Hermione finally had time to prepare her own affairs. She climbed out of the window and went outside, found a relatively good high point, and planned to set up some perception magic and find a few spirits to watch the wind.
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"Spirit that is willing to be driven by me, come and help me do something."