In recent days, the weather has been sunny and sunny, and life has been calm and leisurely.
There is no more havoc from Haierbo, and the group of living corpses are still waiting in the center of the fog. Both wizards and Muggles in Europe and the United States are watching silently.
Of course, at least on the surface, this is true.
Unfortunately, many people actually know in their hearts that such days will not last long.
The wizards are worried about Helbo's comeback, and they are even more worried that Maka McClain will not be able to stop him; the Muggle leaders are paying attention to the evolution of the situation, and there are turbulent undercurrents under the water.
As for Maka himself... Obviously, he also feels that the situation will not be optimistic in the near future. When Haierbo regains his strength... and even masters the rules of death, this local-scale battle may get out of hand.
And his preparation for this is the ongoing research on the activation of Muggle magic.
For him, perhaps when he expected that he might not be able to find Hai Erbo's whereabouts, he was already preparing to welcome the era of continuous war in the future.
"… Next person."
Maka sat on the sofa and gently waved her hand towards the waiting guard.
As the duration of each experiment continues to increase, and each experimental process becomes more and more dangerous, the location where MacLaiying Royal Manor conducts reagent testing has now been replaced by a heavily guarded basement.
However, in the past few days, none of the people who were here with him to observe the test results had changed.
The Queen and Prince were still sitting next to him, Kingsley and Delphi were still standing behind him, and even the old Bishop Davidson, who had been excluded by Maka, stayed outside the door every night with the guards. With.
At this moment, after Maka greeted him, he saw the guard with beads of sweat on his forehead walking over bravely and hesitantly.
His name is Barbray, a Muggle guard who serves the British royal family.
To be honest, in the eyes of others, he may be a lucky man - working for the royal family, he has very high benefits and treatment, and his life is pretty good outside of work.
He has a wife who is the envy of his sisters, and three children who can attend high-end schools donated by the royal family. His parents are even more prestigious and famous among their neighbors.
As for Barbre himself... honestly, what kind of era is this? In his opinion, the so-called "service" is just a way of saying something with a sense of historical honor.
Do not believe? Look at those seniors! Work in the royal family for a few years to gain qualifications, and then transfer to a local government to hold a medium-sized position. If you're lucky, keep climbing two more steps. If you're not lucky, retire peacefully.
What kind of "service" is this? But it’s just work. It’s the same as opening a bakery to make bread and sell it to others every day. It’s not much different.
But he never expected that when one day it was time for him to "serve" the royal family, he realized that the decision he signed was not a piece of paper!
Yes, his wife lives happily at home, but his home is assigned by the royal family; the children enjoy complete facilities and teaching in a high-end school, but the school also belongs to the royal family... Even his parents, every month He is also receiving a fairly high amount of family allowance.
When he suddenly woke up at this moment, he realized that everything in his life had already been wrapped up by the power of the royal family, and there was no room for him to escape from it and make a new choice.
"The third one."
At Maka's signal, he took out the middle one from the leather test tube bag on the table, but after pulling out the oak stopper, he stopped there stiffly.
The huge psychological pressure is oppressing Barbray's nerves - although the previous experiments were directly blocked within a very small range by the Queen, he is not the first user of this test.
As he watched the two companions in front of him twitching their limbs and falling into coma, his scalp felt like being pricked with needles, with waves of tingling and numbness.
Fortunately, perhaps the Queen was already used to this situation, so she did not urge her, but waited silently with Maka for a moment.
Not long after, when the guard couldn't help but glance at the expressionless queen and prince, he finally gritted his teeth and poured the weird-looking liquid in the test tube into his mouth.
It was a messy smell, a bit like the smell of rust, but mixed with more other strange smells, which was really hard to describe.
It was just "not bad". Soon, he found that he no longer had to think about the taste of this liquid at all.
"Uh... ah..."
Thanks to Maca's careful mixing, the effects of this batch of reagents are actually much milder than those at the beginning. However, due to the fundamental contradiction, the pain experienced by the experimenter due to the dispersion of the drug's effect is still inevitable.
"No-ah! I-my head-"
Increasing the intensity of mental power by stimulating the spirit, and using the strengthened mental power to activate the dead magic power in the Muggle body, this is a general direction that Maka is currently optimistic about.
Of course, as a result, it is almost inevitable to experience severe headaches during stimulation. Unless the person who takes it has a strong enough and tough will, then maybe he won't be in as much pain as Barbre is now.
"Still not working?"
Seeing the other person's pain and difficulty in breathing, Maka frowned slightly and wrote a few words in his note. Then, he just made the other person faint, so as not to continue to bear the increasingly intense pain.
In Maka's judgment, he believed that the potency of this dose was still too low, not enough to awaken the magic power in the user's body.
After all, until now, there has never been a situation like the magic runaway when the first experiment was conducted a few nights ago.
But just when Maka was about to stun the guard named Barbre, his hand suddenly hit him. And at the next moment, a very strong air flow suddenly blew up!
If it hadn't been for testing in this empty basement, everything in the whole room would have suffered again.
"Bang! Bang!"
All right! It seemed that this time it was not an object that was hit, but a person - the remaining two guards who were waiting nearby were swept up by the strong wind, and then were thrown to the hard ground without any resistance. wall.
Here, Maka was only focused on protecting Delphi and the Queen, and didn't even have time to block them for a moment.
But in fact, what made him unable to react this time was mainly the accident that happened to the guard Barbre.
"The magic power has been successfully activated? And it is still increasing?" Maka narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Barbray at the center of the storm and thought, "Is this...could it be said that the dosage is actually correct?"