"well-"
Barbray lay on the soft bed with his hands behind his head, looking at the exquisite carvings on the ceiling and let out a long sigh.
This long sigh of suppressed emotions was for no other reason than the "plan" he had just heard from the prince before, which really made him feel helpless.
"Getting the final formula from a wizard as powerful as Mr. MacLean? His Highness and Mr. Davidson... what kind of joke is this?"
At the moment, although this sentence was just lingering in Barbre's mind, he did not actually say it. But just by looking at his increasingly depressed expression, you can tell how distressed he is.
Yes, it turns out that for some reason, the first heir to the British royal family is actually planning to get Maca's magic potion formula - oh, he is naturally referring to the finished product formula after the experiment is completely successful.
However, to obtain such an important thing from a wizard with both wisdom and strength, even a "former Muggle" like Barbre who had just come into contact with magic knew how difficult it was.
However, after all, this is a plan revealed by the prince himself. Even when Barbre learned about this plan, he still felt a little helpless.
But for Barbre, who has not yet separated from his identity as a "royal guard"... it seems that the only option is "bite the bullet and do it", right
What's more, the benefits the prince promised him later did make him quite excited.
"well!"
After thinking about it, Barbre couldn't help but sigh heavily - the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it would be a dream to succeed in this kind of plan!
"Let alone stealing the formula, even if we start by making good friends with the other party, it is impossible. In the past few days, except for the magic demonstration and the routine inspection every night, it seems that I have never had any contact with McClain. Sir, have you finished the conversation?"
So, that night passed quietly in Barbre's daze with a sad face.
…
"...What an interesting pair of friends!"
The next morning, not long after Maka had some inquiries and conversations with Enns and asked the latter to go upstairs to rest, Alexander appeared outside the door.
Hearing that the other party wanted to see Enns, Maka thought about it for a moment, but quickly let him go.
And now, Maka is in this living room, secretly sighing for the somewhat unusual friendship between Alexander and Enns.
"Enns's temper is indeed a bit bad - that's up to his father, but when faced with this friend who can hardly say anything nice, Alexander is very patient and will not be dissatisfied at all with the sarcastic remarks that Enns often blurts out. Emotions."
Thinking of this, Maka withdrew her gaze from the stairs, leaned back on the sofa, smiled and shook her head.
"If Harry had Alexander's mentality back then, and Malfoy had the 'bottom line' of Enns, they might have become such a pair of slightly awkward friends, right?"
If that were the case, even if the world was still troubled, Malfoy probably wouldn't be in this situation.
After muttering to herself like this, Maka finally curled her lips and threw aside such a beautiful idea that didn't make much sense.
"Let them chat first!" He suddenly stood up from the sofa and put the letter he had just written to Haierbo into his pocket. "This letter will be waiting for Ernstow." Relax a bit and then leave it to him."
Before he finished speaking, Maka turned and walked towards the stairs. In a moment, he passed the floor where Enns and Alexander were and returned to his own room.
After closing the door behind him, he pursed his lips and muttered to himself:
"Now that we all know that the soul fragments in Horcruxes can be extracted directly through some method, why not do some research on it yourself before sending the letter?"
And just as Maka was thinking this, he suddenly reached out and used a disappearing spell to clear out all the furniture in the room. Then, he took out a whole stack of rune cards with various magic symbols drawn on them beforehand, and gently scattered them forward.
The next moment, with the rapid flow of magic in the room, a large number of cards danced up and down like butterflies, and under Maka's will, one by one fell exactly where Maka wanted them to. superior.
Not long after, the ground, walls, and ceiling were all covered with rune cards according to specific rules. After Maka's infused magic power was activated, the entire room was filled with a faint blue light.
It was only then that Maka cautiously reached into the leather bag on her waist and took out the Devouring Mirror bit by bit.
"boom."
After placing it in the center of the room, Maka stood not far in front of it and frowned slowly.
"To be honest, I really don't want to see this thing at all if it's not necessary - every time I see it, I can't help but think of that bad memory!"
While muttering this, he cast his gaze on the surface of this ancient mirror. There, the soul rule runes that Maka had repeatedly strengthened were flickering on and off, resisting the powerful attraction in the mirror of the Devouring Mirror that only targeted the soul.
And because the Devouring Mirror is being blocked by Maka's "Arrogance Rune" at this moment, the already chaotic mirror now looks even more hazy.
To put it bluntly, you can't see anything.
"Where exactly will Haierbo's soul fragment be hidden? In the 'space' inside the mirror? Or... Well, speaking of it, why does it have to be a mirror? Obviously nothing can be reflected... "
After standing in front of the mirror for a while, Maka simply sat down cross-legged on the spot, supporting her chin with one hand and looking at the blurry mirror, lost in thought.
Needless to say, Maka has already done all the inspection methods that normal thinking can think of. So this time, he did not try to find out the inside of the mirror, but stared at it and began to wonder if there was any more special idea.
After all, Haierbo has said that he can extract the soul fragments from it. With a clearer goal, thinking will naturally become much more efficient.
And if what Haierbo said was actually just a lie with ulterior motives, then Maka seemed to have more reason to think about it first.
"But... I still can't seem to see anything?"