"Don't worry, how could I abandon you just because you can't help?"
"… Really?"
"Of course, I promise you."
"Dad, I know what you are going to do next... If you see the past me, please... definitely tell her this sentence... "
In that messy central square, what "had" happened was being repeated. To a certain extent, Maka may be successful, at least on the surface, everything seems to have remained unchanged.
"I know... I will."
At this point in time, Maka hugged Delphi and accepted her dying plea. But at this time, he obviously didn't realize that he had actually fulfilled his promise.
Some words only need to be said once. The key is whether you have tried your best for it.
After a moment, Maka held the time turner and stared at Delphi's bloodless face, and began to think about how to redeem this tragedy.
Then, he turned the small hourglass in the middle of the golden ring and suddenly disappeared.
Yes, many things have not changed—at least that's what Maka thought at the time. But just after he used the time turner to go back in time, suddenly, a delicate ice bird quietly flew out of the inner pocket of Delphi's robe.
It danced around the breathless Delphi, as agile as a living thing.
After dancing happily for a while, it suddenly turned into a stream of crystal water and got into Delphi's mouth.
…
Delphi didn't know how she survived... No, she wasn't even sure whether she had died.
She only remembered that night seemed to come earlier than she imagined, and this night was darker than she imagined. It was so dark that even though she was leaning in her father's arms, she couldn't even see his face.
But it was okay now. Although it was indeed dark, she could still see. Even if the result of losing all his power remains unchanged, as long as he is still alive, this may be enough.
Because even if he becomes a Muggle, his father will never abandon him or abandon him - this is what his father said himself.
"… dad."
Delphi stumbled and rolled into the hole dug by Haierbo. Her body, which had not fully recovered, was bruised from the fall, but she still gritted her teeth and held on until she rolled into the secret underground passage.
"Well!"
She was already tumbling to pieces, unable to stop herself from rushing forward, and hit the wall of the secret passage, causing her head to bleed immediately.
But she still endured the pain all over her body. She only raised her hand to touch the blood that fell from her brow, and then walked forward along the secret passage.
This secret passage seems to be endless, and most of the torches on the wall are scattered on the ground. There are even cracks and scars on the wall and the ground.
This secret passage has hardly been used by anyone in the past, but today is probably the first time it has been put to use. So it's obvious that these marks are all new - there must have been a fight here just now.
But to be honest, this battle must not be too fierce - at least according to the strength of both parties, a confrontation of this level can only be regarded as a greeting to each other at best.
"Dad... I know you are here... Dad..."
Delphi ran very hard, she kept panting, and the pain in her body made her stagger. But even so, her forward speed did not slow down at all, but became faster and faster.
Because her intuition told her that her father, Maca McClain, must be in front of her.
"dad!"
The next moment, just as Delphi shouted this, a familiar figure lying in a pool of blood, leaning against the wall, finally came into view.
However, at the same time, the figure who was being embraced by the other party also entered her sight.
Delphi was stunned for a moment, then staggered to Maka's side, and hurriedly checked the visible injuries on her body.
"Dad, medicine... potion! Your injury must be treated as soon as possible—"
She was talking anxiously, but she saw Maka in front of her, who seemed to have just noticed her arrival, and gave her a smile without any smile.
"Oh, you're here...are you still alive?"
Maka let go of the hand holding the person in her arms, slowly reached over and touched Delphi's face.
"Well, it's good that I'm still alive. At least I didn't count both things wrong."
"dad… "
Delphi didn't care that the palm caressing her cheek was completely stained with blood, and quickly grasped it tightly with both hands, just like what the other party did to her not long ago.
"Don't worry, it's okay, don't worry."
Maka let her hold his hand, and the slight warmth made him narrow his eyes slightly. But at the same time, his other arm hugged the person in his arms tighter.
"Let me be quiet for a while. I'll be fine soon. I need to... think..."
Soon, the dark secret passage became quiet again, with only two breathing sounds faintly echoing.
Delphi paused, and finally stopped clamoring for Maka to get him some magic potion to heal his wounds. Instead, he held Maka's hand and sat down next to her.
Because she has discovered that so much blood nearby obviously does not flow from Maka's body.
Unconsciously, blood soaked through her clothes.
After about ten minutes of silence, Maka spoke again:
"Delphi, I suddenly remembered something - it's about you! Although I thought at the beginning, I would never tell anyone else about it, especially you... But now that I think about it, this time it might be a good one. opportunity."
"What...what happened?"
Hearing this, Delphi couldn't help but be a little confused, but then heard Maka continue quickly:
"Do you know? In fact, when you were young, I held out two fingers to let you choose your life - live an ordinary life as a Muggle child; or live as a wizard's child, I will bring you up myself."
"But do you know how you chose at that time?" Maka smiled and said, "You actually stretched out two little hands and grasped two of my fingers at the same time!"
As he spoke, he laughed twice, then shook his head and said:
"I originally thought that you planned to be a Muggle-born wizard. But now it seems that this is probably wishful thinking on my part..."
At this point, under Delphi's blank gaze, Maka finally sighed.
"I didn't believe in fate," he said softly, hugging the person in his arms tightly, "but it turns out... there may be such a thing as 'fate' in this world."