Secret: The Fool's Witch Angel

For some unknown reason, Hermione woke up after falling asleep. She knew that the Fool had agreed to provide power to her magic-stealing ritual.

A hint in the subconscious?The gray mist swept over me and there was nothing, I was a little more curious.

"You're awake."

Teresa, who was wearing white gauze casual clothes, looked at her closely, feeling a little indescribable.

"what happened?"

"Don't rest here in the future. The lounge is not for sleeping. It will be reported later that Teresa doesn't sleep on the bed for guests."

After speaking, she took out the tied golden hair and handed it to Hermione.

"This is that Inis Kent. I haven't done anti-divination, you can confirm it. The materials are already looking for, and some precious ones may take some time."

"Thank you."

"Just give me a smile."

"You really are not afraid of death."

"Because I know you. You are not the kind of guy who has no feelings. You are very kind to everyone around you. Sorry."

"This is the best way to use it, as you expect."

"It's not good to say too clearly."

Ignoring Teresa who continued to inquire, Hermione was about to start divination.

The clear water in the tabletop kettle floated up and turned into an ice mirror, and the hair in my hand dissipated and merged into it.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who grew up gracefully practiced a polite smile in a well-decorated house, holding a mechanical aid to maintain a smile in her mouth.

Wearing a waistcoat and lotus shorts, he listened to the instructions of the instructor again and again.

The light-colored pupils look forward firmly and confidently, and the long blond hair is spread out on the back.

"Now you believe it, but I can't control that side, I can only say good things."

"It's fine, thank you." Hermione stopped the picture of the ice mirror and made it disappear directly.

"Aren't you going to take her back? This can also be traded."

"Everyone has their own growth trajectory, I can't interfere directly, as long as she lives well."

"It's really ruthless! I will take care of it occasionally, after all, it is the key to win over big customers."

Teresa chatted with her here for a while and then left to work on her own affairs. Lucy might be digesting the content of the next task and didn't have time to come to her.

The bored Hermione tried to summon Isolda, but when the other party was about to come here, she resisted directly, and finally disappeared again.

It seems that I have to find another messenger to deal with the recent situation. If we can't keep losing contact like this, everyone will be worried.

After getting ready for the ritual of finding the messenger, she read the flow of the ritual several times.

"The spirit that roams the upper world...

Most of the applicants were spirits that were easy to disappear at first glance, and there were a few thorns with strong breaths that she tore into several pieces and threw them back.

Only a squirrel-like spirit satisfied her, and there was a pocket in front of her for things.

The strength is not bad, probably in the high sequence, and he is docile and cute to himself.

But the splinters on his back proved that this guy couldn't judge from the outside.

After the contract is concluded, there is no need to worry too much, and there will be no accidents if you are there.

"Go back, be careful not to be cut off." After stuffing the letter in, the squirrel disappeared here.

Hermione got up and went to Teresa's telegraph room to send a reply to Kamarie to prove that she was still alive, so that Hans and the others don't have to worry.

I also told Pritz's relatives and friends that my messenger has been replaced by a temporary one, and I can use it to contact myself.You can't always bother others.

In the evening, Teresa, who had a serious face, found Hermione who was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window looking at the snow outside, and sent her a message.

"Archbishop Columpel of the Church invites you to the city of Begelite, where several people want to see you."

After she finished speaking, she also sat aside, letting the maid who wanted to massage her back down.Hermione saw that she was more than that.

"Did you encounter any trouble?"

"A lot, things about Fenepot, things about Ruen. Do you remember Siswest? The kid from the Curtis family."

"Didn't he go to the Southern Continent?"

"That's right, Konot Island has been besieged for a long time by Intis and Fenepot's navy and the native forces supported by it, and Loen's ironclad ship has also gone south."

"Come on, you have no chance of winning." Hermione was helpless about this, as long as fewer people died.

"Loun is still waiting to see if he should intervene, not necessarily to join the battle. Siswester persuaded the remaining Feysac armed forces on the island to stand firm with the natives."

"Is it because the transfer of interests has not been discussed yet? How much do they want, not all of them, except for not accepting your southern countries?"

Teresa sighed, chatting with smart people can save trouble, and the hopeful part is here.

"Yes, we didn't get it right. The main problem is that the group of pirates supported by Loen no longer provided supplies to Knott's defenders.

Especially the shells and replacement parts of the six new rifle breech-loading guns on the port heights, we were able to defend the port of Connaught thanks to the support of that position.

Its range and accuracy are ahead of the enemy's sailing guns, and it can fire up to 1 rounds per minute.

Unless the native armed forces and the Feneport navy stormed regardless of the heavy losses, that would only benefit Ruen, who was watching the show on the sidelines.

The wear and tear caused by continuous use is also high. After each battle, it needs to be repaired and replaced. If the supply can’t go up, I’m afraid it can only achieve the worst result.”

"They want to use this to put pressure on you to give up the port. You can actually buy six new large-caliber artillery from Loen. It's not easy. I remember that Loen didn't break through the technology of the hydraulic-pneumatic retreat assist device not long ago. "

"They really have a good plan. The technology is all in their hands. We have to continue to buy their shells and parts. We are still working hard for them. Even if we don't get satisfactory benefits in the end, a large amount of money for arms is enough to pay for the future. people."

"You are definitely not reconciled after investing so much. Are you looking for someone to replace those pirates to build a new supply line?"

"The people of Loen pretended to be stupid and didn't ship it, so we had to find a way to send it over. Small countries are like this."

"I see, what about the pirates supported by the church?"

"It is inconvenient for them to take action in the open, to prevent being wiped out by the navies of various countries. They will escort the newly established fleet."

"So now it depends on Ruen's attitude? Whichever side it falls to, there will be an overwhelming victory."

Hermione analyzed it, and the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom probably wanted to provide some help to Knott's war.

But I am a member of the Church of Fools, so I can't make a move in the open, at least I can't express my position in the open.

"Ruen is now waiting for Konot Island to fall, come up with our 'agreement', and go directly to take over."

After finishing speaking, Teresa kept looking at Hermione, blinking her eyes twice, waiting for her words.

"My identity does not allow me to intervene in your war. Don't use those demands to expect to help you repel those fleets."

"Just help me bring the first batch of supplies up. The church has already said that you will help us." Teresa walked over, grabbed Hermione's hands, and put them on her chest, with a begging look on her face.

"That's enough to last until the re-establishment of the supply line, please, beautiful Austin."

"You want me to bring the supplies for the entire island up."

"Other supporting artillery for coordinated defense should also be supplemented, as well as guns and medicines for the wounded...

Hearing Teresa finished counting an arsenal, she almost tensed up.

Although it is enough to reflect all the space in the mirror, but this is really welcome.

For the sake of creating magic and helping me find those materials, it's okay to bring it along.

Obtaining the magic ceremony happened to be reserved for Pope Derrick in the church, so it could be regarded as an exchange of benefits.

"Do you still want to bring two missionaries?"

"It doesn't matter, it's more useful if you take two officers with you."

"You guys figure it out for yourself."

I didn't expect this kind of regional battle to last for so long. It's better for Lu En, who is not at a loss anyway, to sit and watch Diaoyutai.

"Is their main fleet coming?"

"No, most of them are mixed fleets that cooperate with the indigenous armed forces, otherwise we wouldn't be able to defend them for so long. Several flagships have been mixed in, which puts us under a lot of pressure. Now is not the time to tear ourselves apart."

"Is the Extraordinary team up there alright?"

"The situation can still be maintained, and no saint will intervene."

After understanding the situation with Teresa, Hermione probably understood that going to Beglitt City should be the person to take the pirate ship with her.

It just so happened that I was going to the depths of the Southern Continent, so I just took a detour to reach my destination.

"Be careful with your behavior."

Teresa squeezed together with her, looking like a good sister, but she didn't know how much calculation was behind her smiling face.

"How should I contact you, after I have information about those materials."

Hermione directly gave her the way to summon her as a messenger, so that they can use each other in the future.Goals that share common interests can all be cooperated.

"You are indeed from the Sauron family, no wonder you don't care about all this."

"It's already gone, just don't talk nonsense, it's unlucky to be found by my enemy, don't blame me."

The next morning, Hermione and Teresa sent off Lucy, who was going back to Langeberg to go to Feynerport with Fallon, and then went to meet Heinrich.

He saw that Hermione first asked about the things inside Schwann Castle, but after seeing Hermione shook her head, he didn't mention it again.

I regret what those few people said. At that time, North suddenly appeared, and no one expected it.

Briefly talk about the things about Konot Island, and know about the next step.

He can only wait now, waiting for the outcome of the negotiations with Loen, to ensure which side the Ironclad's guns are aimed at.

When she was leaving, she also went to meet the local bishop Yanqi and told him about Garcia.

He was also very sorry about the Swan Castle, and he didn't mention it. He just asked if he was in good condition and had more rest.It's like being poured a basin of cold water, it should have been informed by the superiors.

After finishing these tasks, Hermione and Teresa said goodbye and left. I didn't know how to tell them when I returned to Kamari Town.A bunch of things about myself are also bothering me.

"Look at it when you have time, I'm back to Bailot, and you are always welcome, Your Highness the Princess."

Teresa, who put on a men's white formal suit, became more heroic, and sent Hermione to the train station.

"I am the Duke's daughter, not a princess, goodbye."

Seeing Hermione disappear a few times, Teresa's face returned to calm, a little more composed.

"It's hard to confirm. Evanna is a female name that has been used in the Sauron family. Hermione is to determine which Evanna it is. It can't be an old monster that has survived before?"

Teresa asked the coachman to drive back and meditated on it.

The steam horn sounded, and Hermione got off the train and came to the largest city in the Southern Kingdoms, Begelite Free City.

This is a prosperous place in the mountains. A large river washes out a huge valley plain, surrounded by hills, and the urban area extends along the river.

When I was riding in a private carriage, the street in front of me was blocked by the police. As a result, a traffic flow was squeezed behind, and those who overtook in the opposite direction made it impossible for the front to turn their horses and leave.

no way!Hermione had no choice but to give half of the fare to the coachman, and landed towards the Church of St. Ottini indicated on the map.

The densely packed streets in the area above are not friendly at all, and even those with weaker brains may not be able to understand it.

She directly chose the fastest street to cross, regardless of their narrowness and congestion, unless the smell was not right, she would avoid it.

"Miss, is this the first time you come to Baglet? Do you need me to guide you?"

The few people lying in the passage moved their positions appropriately.

"Hand over the money on your body and I will let you pass, don't force me to do it."

The woman with a haggard and ferocious face tugged on the still tattered gray and black skirt, and immediately wanted to come over and take the box from Hermione's hand.

Then the sundries that fell to the side coughed loudly, feeling weak, and the same was true for several other people.

Hermione continued to walk forward as if nothing happened, and saw some children squatting there on both sides of the narrow aisle in the front and rear houses.

The environment inside is dim, with only the light from a gap above.

Muddy puddles and rancid smells are standard features here, and the windows of the buildings above are also tightly closed with iron bars.

When the children saw Hermione parked there, they all hid behind some sundries, and some also sat there and watched boldly.

Tattered clothes, dark gray face, messy hair, numb and dull eyes.

Sighing, she originally wanted to move on. The girl with half of her body exposed behind the broken wooden frame smoothed the messy hair on her forehead with her hands. The smile hides again.

"Are you still abandoned? Olivia."

Hermione walked inside, came to the back of the rotten wooden frame, and squatted down regardless of the mess around her.Olivia lay down among the sundries and looked at her with a smile on her lips.

The body was wrapped in a tattered overcoat rag, a small hole was cut between the hands, and a small hole was pierced at the edge of the fitting, and it was tied with a rope.On the feet are rotten shoes wrapped in rags, and several cloth ropes are tied there tightly.

The smell has long been assimilated with this place, the dark wall behind is covered with dirt, and the blanket on which it is seated is like black charcoal.

Sitting here, she probably used up her last bit of strength just to greet herself.His eyes were dimmed, and his body was in a weak state.

The other children watched from a distance with some fear, and the coughing outside continued, which was very intrusive.

"I'm just like you, all by myself."