Inside some dilapidated grass houses, the cleanly dressed old Tatton and the little boy Schiller came to the ceremonial altar that had been set up, three strange candles had been lit, and several figures could be seen guarding the door.

"Oracle, come with me, you can begin.

"I see.

Then Old Taton and Schiller put their hands together and looked reverently at the altar in front of them and spoke:

Voice of God

The embodiment of all sounds

Whispers in spirituality

You are the listener of the whisper, and you are the essence of the whisper

I pray for your strength

Pray that you will save the godly believers who are in turmoil

I pray that you will clear the town of Kamari from the scourge

Bellflower ah~ Listen to the herbs of all things in nature, please pass on the power to your devout believers

Word Grass ~ Herbs that belong to whispering, please give strength to your sincere believers

The orange candle flame turned milky white, and the surroundings suddenly became silent, and invisible ripples fell into Schiller's body......

In the makeshift control room at the back of the church, Jorah is torturing a homeless survivor who has been tied up. He sat on a stool, armed with a pistol, and stared at the scruffy homeless man in front of him, the sour smell not affecting him in the slightest. The homeless man with a dark face and loose hair looked at Jorah with clean eyes, the corners of his mouth twitching from time to time.

"Hurry up and tell me who your accomplices are, and I'll give you a good time."

"Do you want to know? Let's go and ask our God. Hahaha...

A violent sound wave was heard, and Jorah hid directly behind the table, and when it was calm, the homeless man tied up had twisted facial features, and his mouth was open and he died.

The people who heard the commotion outside rushed to kick open the door, the body of the homeless man lay on his back on a chair, the surrounding wooden fence had shattered, Jorah got up from behind the table and kicked the drawer in front of him, and the table turned to crumbs.

His ears were bleeding, he was walking a little shaky, and Gerhardt and the others who had arrived were constantly saying something to him, his eyelids drooped, and he was a little tired, and then he collapsed.

"Take Jorah to rest first, Samon, you're a doctor, just treat him."

The sound of rushing footsteps outside made Father Gerhardt realize that something was wrong. Flegg came here quickly, and Dunman was with him.

"Gerhardt, the homeless man in the police station has died, even the guards guarding the prison and the nearby prisoners have not been spared, is Jorah okay?"

"It seems that this incident is out of our control, may they sleep peacefully in the Temple of Knowledge." Father Gerhardt looked much older and prayed reverently. "Deng Man, I'm afraid I'm going to work hard for you this time, the main culprit is estimated that he has escaped, thank you for your timely assistance."

"I'll go back and explain the situation to the director, and you remember to send a telegram to Zhilangeburg."

Without the slightest pause, Dunman turned his head and left directly, he had just sent the investigation materials over, and he saw the corpse on the fountain square, and after he and Flegg had finished processing the traces, there was a report about what happened in the police station. The things of the past few days have been one after another, making him tired from running back and forth, but he does not dare to relax in the slightest.

"Let's go to the police station and have a look."

"Good. It is estimated that the main culprit has already run away, and the few divination pictures that have been passed over are useless, it is too late. ”

"Let's check the traces first!"

Gerhardt and Flegg stepped into the dark streets and headed for the police station.

Hermione in the manor seemed to feel that there seemed to be a fluctuation of power in the town, she didn't pay much attention to it, this kind of thing is handled by the church, and she should solve her own problems first.

The bat hanging on the wall was casually controlled, and it looked like an ordinary creature in nature, but these little tricks could not hide Hermione, she was already a little tired of the voyeuristic behavior of the other party.

"Am I good-looking? Since you want to see it so much, I'll show you some good ones. ”

Hermione's arm cracked, revealing its original pale patterned appearance, and the bat let out a violent roar that dissipated into smoke and dissipated into the air.

Then he returned to his room and performed divination in front of the mirror.

"I want to know who's spying on me."

A heavy shadow appeared in the mirror, but nothing else, and the darkness around her became thicker, and Hermione quickly interrupted, she found that this shadow seemed to be invading reality. It wasn't much to her, but the rest of the manor was an ordinary person.

The other party seems to have made multiple preparations and is not afraid of his own pursuit. Is it a member of the Evil God Organization? It shouldn't be Tatiana, if she had found out, she would have come to disturb me.

Looking for some clues from the surrounding area first, Hermione felt that if these hidden beings could help her get rid of the primordial witches, she wouldn't mind introducing the great beings to them. I've been here for so long, and I haven't developed a believer, so it seems that I have to find an opportunity to find something reliable.

"Where is the peeping me?"

The mirror revealed the scene inside the room, a festering mass of flesh on the richly decorated bed, and a naked woman sitting low, clutching her chest and screaming, she was beautiful and plump, but obviously mentally ill.

'There's something wrong with you, you're still looking at me in bed. Hermione wanted to burn this pile of meat, blaspheme herself, and died lightly.

"Where is this place?" Hermione then learns about a street in Langeburg, as well as information about the deceased, a certain administrator in Langeburg and his mistress. Hermione wasn't interested in them, she wanted to know who was really behind them.

"Information related to that person."

Several images kept appearing, some in the panicked streets, some in ordinary houses, and the people were saying a name that kept appearing.

"Fena? Don't fall into my hands, I feel like I need to release it, and I hope you can bear it. ”

Ignoring it so much, Hermione just lay down to rest, it was time to prepare a powerful curse to arrange a voyeur, otherwise everyone would think that they could step on themselves. One more time, and I'll be able to follow the network cable to find someone according to the occult connection.

In the morning, Hermione, who was well rested, half-lay on the bed to empty herself, and waited until Dafik came in before getting up to clean up her image.

"Dafic, am I good-looking?"

"It's very good-looking, I don't know why after I saw Miss Hermione, I lost interest in everything else, and everyone else too, was talking about you in private."

Seeing that Dafik, who was a little shy, was holding his clothes and was overwhelmed, Hermione smiled and saw if she could balance herself with the hunter's ability to make others disgusted.

"What are you talking about me, is it love like that?" Hermione whispered in her ear and left to wash, leaving Dafik behind.

"What am I talking about? Is it brain pumping? Hermione patted herself, hoping it wasn't schizophrenia, just a bad taste from the past, and went to the bathroom.

When he came to the teaching study, Hans was already waiting here, and Emma, with her head bowed, was also sitting next to him, wearing a light red floral dress and her hair simply tied in a double ponytail. Adele came with breakfast.

"Sister Hermione, how do I feel that you are a little ordinary today, not as attractive as usual."

"Maybe you've passed the freshness period, you men are like this, and I've always been like this, let's take classes seriously after eating."

It seems that the effect is not bad, and the consumed spirit is nothing to herself, Hermione is very satisfied with Hans's reaction. She is wearing a blue lace-trimmed dress today, and her hair is simply braided. I'm trying to get a bug with each other.,Use the hunter to make others disgusted with you to balance the witch's charm to others.。

"Emma, you too, eat breakfast first, say anything about it, and if you need my enlightenment, you can also talk about it."

In front of Emma, Hermione tried her best to show an amiable appearance, this age is an important time to construct three views and accept external information, it is good to help as much as possible.

Emma ate silently, not responding to Hermione, her spirits a little low.

"Crying won't solve the problem, let's grow up first. Blame and temper tantrums won't lead to anything, and I should say that again when you're older. ”

Touching Emma's head, Hermione didn't say anything more, she was just a spectator and couldn't make decisions for the Geisler family. And I'm still on Demott's side, it's really difficult, it's easier to curse people.

(End of chapter)