The group first arrived at Hermione's sister's house, and when they returned fifty years later, the first thing they wanted to see was of course their relatives.

To Hermione's relief, her sister seemed to be doing well, living in a rather large house with a spacious courtyard and a small two-story building. The walls of the building have just been painted, and they are as white as paper and very clean.

Bud volunteered to knock on the courtyard door and call out Hermione's sister's name.

Hermione's sister happened to be at home, and when she heard the news, she quickly came out and opened the courtyard door humming a little song. She looked out the door with a smile, and when she saw her sister's face, her face suddenly froze, and she looked like she was alive.

"Husband, look for the pastor, I have seen my sister's ghost!" The old woman screamed at the top of her voice, threw her slippers and ran back to the house.

"Sister, I'm a priest." Hermione smiled wryly as she looked at her sister's back.

"Well, it's good that your sister has a good heart, otherwise it would have been a lot of suspense to see you......" Bard sweated.

Hermione and her party walked into the courtyard, entered the house, and explained to Hermin's sister.

Hermione's sister pinched her sister's arm and touched the back of her hand twice, confirming that her sister was really alive, and then she calmed down and slowly accepted this somewhat abrupt reality.

After that, it was the scene of the sisters reuniting and washing their faces with tears, and the two sisters hugged each other and said a lot of things.

From the outside, I can't tell that the two are sisters at all, but like grandchildren.

"Sister, your former fiancé Mike has been waiting for you. I've been waiting for 50 years, and I haven't married a wife. You know, his family has been in business for generations. The family is well-off, and if he wants to marry a wife, the woman can go all the way from his door to the dock. It's not that he beat a bachelor because he can't marry a wife, but he can't let you go, so he didn't get married. When you come back this time, you have to go and see him anyway. Hermi's sister, like Bud, brought it up.

"Yes. When we're done, I'll go see him. Hermione nodded, her beautiful eyes revealing a complicated gaze. With a little sadness.

"We're pretty much done, so go meet him now. I'll go with you. Tonight, my sisters and I slept in the same bed, and when the time came, we had a long talk, and some of us had time to chat and catch up. ”

"Okay then."

Hermione really wanted to meet her fiancé, whom she hadn't seen in fifty years. I agreed to my sister's proposal.

After seeing the loved ones. Now it's time to meet your lover.

The group set off again, went to another location in Windmill Harbour, and after walking a few streets, reached their destination.

This is Hermione's fiancé's mansion, and it looks quite imposing, with a closed doorway, guarded by guards, and stone lion statues erected on either side.

The doorman didn't know Hermin. I was not intimidated by this man who returned after fifty years.

Bud and Hermione's sister made their intentions known to the doorman, both of whom were long-time residents of the area. I know the doorman very well. But the two didn't go into too much detail, just said they wanted to meet Mike.

"Well, I'm afraid you've come in vain. As you know, Mike is not in good health, and last night his old man's condition suddenly worsened, and the situation was quite urgent, and even the local pastor was helpless. Mike is still lying in bed, unconscious. His family is by his side, not leaving an inch, and will not agree to let you disturb him. The doorman shook his head.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, but they didn't expect Mike's condition to suddenly worsen.

Mike had waited for Hermin for fifty years, and it would have been pitiful if he had died on the day Hermin returned.

"No, I must see him!" Hermione was in a hurry, and she was about to rush inside.

"Stop, stop! You can't trespass here. The doorman hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Hermin, not that he was acting domineering, but that it was just his duty.

Hermione was in a hurry, and he couldn't care so much, picked up the staff in his hand, and swung the doorman's arm lightly, and then cast a immobilization magic to freeze the doorman in place.

She can hold even a powerful monster like Medusa, let alone an ordinary person.

The doorman froze in place, stunned, as if petrified.

Hermione leapt to her feet, stepped on the iron bar, leaped into the courtyard, and ran towards the large house opposite, as fast as the wind.

"It's your boy's bad luck, just stand here for a while." An Rui patted the doorman on the shoulder, took out a gold coin from his pocket, and stuffed it into the doorman's pocket as a small compensation.

Hermione ran all the way, and despite anyone's resistance, ran into the big house, and used some special means to find Mike's room.

There were a lot of people in this room, and some people mentioned the name Mike when they spoke, and they couldn't be wrong.

Hermione had been running so fast before, but when she got to the front of the door, she stopped. Her hand trembled and reached for the doorknob, searching for the courage to open it.

Seeing Mike made her nervous more than seeing her sister.

The main reason why she gets nervous is because she feels sorry for Mike.

The two have been engaged for a long time before, and they are about to get married. But at this juncture, she never returned, and disappeared for fifty years. Although Medusa was the initiator of all this, she also had a great deal of responsibility, and if she hadn't been nosy, if she hadn't made a mistake in casting spells, this would not have happened.

She was missing for fifty years, and Mike waited for her for fifty years.

If Mike hadn't waited for her, but had married another woman and started a family, she might have some peace of mind. But Mike is so infatuated that he has been waiting for her for fifty years!

Guilt, self-blame, powerlessness, all kinds of negative emotions turned into countless shackles, imprisoning her steps.

Before she knew it, her tears had fallen.

The door suddenly opened from the inside, and it was Mike's family who was about to go outside.

The moment the door opened, Hermione looked inside.

The people in the house also saw Hermin. They were all stunned.

"Are you...... Hermione? A gray-haired old man exclaimed. He was Mike's only surviving uncle, and the only person in the house who knew Hermione other than Mike.

Hermione nodded. He told the old man what had happened succinctly, and then walked to the big bed in the middle of the house.

After all, the old man was well-informed and receptive, and reluctantly accepted this matter, at least he did not come forward to stop Hermin.

The people who had been around the bed dispersed, most of them were Mike's relatives, and they found that this beautiful woman who was walking step by step was crying so sadly. Seems to care more about Mike's life and death than they do.

Hermione walked over to the bedside and looked at the man lying on the bed.

There was an old man lying on the bed, it was Mike. He was a little younger than his uncle. But he has also reached the age of the old dragon clock, and his face is full of ravines and wrinkles, as well as spots of age spots. His eyes were closed and his brow furrowed. Severely sunken cheeks. All that's left is a handful of skinny bones.

Hermione looked at Mike's current appearance, and her heart felt like a heavy blow, and it tingled inexplicably.

For the first time in her life, she hated something called the years so much.

"Mike, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Hermione stretched out her white palm and stroked Mike's crumpled cheek with a gentle and slow motion.

"Hermione. I remember you were also a very good pastor, do you see if Mike is still saved? Mike's uncle saw Hermione's staff. I suddenly remembered this.

"I can use magic to extend his life a little, but I can't help him defeat the Grim Reaper, and he will still die in the end." Hermione said gloomily.

The priest's divine magic is not omnipotent, and it cannot make a person immortal.

In the face of time, everyone is equal.

"Ugh." Mike's uncle let out a long sigh.

Hermione continued to caress her lover's cheek, and Mike's old face blurred with the blur of tears.

It was as if she had seen through the years of fifty years, going back to one day fifty years ago.

Mike's face became younger and younger, and eventually he became a vigorous and infatuated young man.

Hermione made a big decision at this moment.

"I'm going to marry him."

As soon as these words came out, the whole house was shocked.

The next day, this hasty wedding was officially held, without big or hype, and it was very low-key.

The wedding was attended by Hermione and Mike's family and friends, as well as Anrui's group of voyagers.

The wedding took place at Mike's mansion and was witnessed by a respected local priest.

With the power of magic to turn the tide, Mike returned to his light and woke up, barely able to walk and talk. He kept his hair neatly and put on a nice formal suit.

Hermione put on a crisp white dress, and it would be the most beautiful day of her life.

This relationship, which spanned fifty years, finally bears a sweet and poignant fruit today.

The priest held the holy scroll in his hand and his expression was solemn, and read the wedding vows in public.

"Will you truly marry Mike, keep God's commandments in the Bible, and live a godly life with him......"

"I do." Hermione replied.

"Will you be married to Hermione with all your heart, and will obey God's commandments in the Bible, and live a godly life with her......"

"I do." Mike replied.

Both of them replied with excited voices, but they didn't hesitate, they had waited too long for this moment.

Then it was time to exchange rings, and Mike put the ring he had been preparing for more than fifty years on Hermione's slender ring finger.

The next moment, Mike fell down with a smile and tears, and this body finally ran out of oil and came to the end of his life. There was a burst of exclamations from the guests, but this was to be expected. If it weren't for Hermione's magic, Mike wouldn't have survived last night.

Hermione reached out and took her husband in her arms. She stretched out her soft lips and kissed her husband on the forehead, whispering in the wind.

"In order to repay your infatuation with me, I will be widowed for you for 10,000 years, until the heavens and the earth are old and the sea is dry and rotten." (To be continued......)