"You want my demon body? No, McClain, I think my concession is big enough. You can't even take away this most satisfying achievement from me - in order to get it, I even almost I was bitten by the devil and almost lost half of my soul permanently, do you understand?"
Facing Maca's "excessive" request, Haierbo finally became angry. He stood there waving his remaining left arm, loudly telling about the thrill and difficulty of obtaining this demon body, as if he was accusing Maka of the cruelty and ruthlessness of this request.
Seeing him questioning Maka loudly there, if any uninformed person happened to see it, he might really think that he had suffered some great injustice!
"Helbo," Maka said calmly after watching him speak plausibly, "you have put in a lot of effort for it, which I can agree with. After all, I watched you get it the whole time. It does. But I want to ask you, what about the lives that died innocently because you needed a lot of souls in your ritual?"
Just as he was speaking, Maca recalled it for a moment, then pointed at Helbo as if he had remembered something:
"By the way, speaking of... do you remember the name of the woman you chose to shape the 'core' of this demon body?"
Maka's question really stopped Haierbo.
Yes, the demon summoning ritual requires a living body as the core. However, since the key to this ritual mainly lies in a large number of souls, and the requirements for the core are not high, Haierbo just picked one at random and started.
Although something unexpected happened in the middle, so that he had to spend a little more effort. But he couldn't remember the name of the witch who was regarded as the core.
No, maybe he just never asked because he really didn't care!
"Can't you tell me? Do you need me, a bystander, to tell you?" Maka looked directly at Haierbo, then shook her head after a moment and said, "No, I think it's not necessary. After all, you don't I never thought about knowing—I guess you can’t even remember the name of the man you killed for her, right?”
"Um?"
Listening to Maka pulling out another character from the "core", Haierbo couldn't help but frown and asked:
"Her man? Killed by me? Should I remember?"
"Hmph," Maka sneered, "Yes! Isn't it just one of the many 'apprentices' you pretended to accept at the beginning? You really don't need to remember them all. After all, you I never really regarded them as my apprentices!”
After Maka's "reminder", Haierbo finally seemed to have recalled a few details, nodded slightly and said:
"Oh, is it the one named 'Martin'? I remembered... Well, yes, he is a young man with a bit of backbone. Unfortunately, his problem is that he dares to overestimate his own capabilities even though he knows he is weak. resistance—then he lost his life because of this, but who can be blamed?"
"Of course it's your fault" - this is what Maka originally wanted to say, but before he could say it, he swallowed it back in his stomach.
Words like this make no sense to people like Haierbo who have extremely extreme personal ideas but only believe in themselves.
"Helpo," Maka curled her lips and looked at the other party and said, "That's why I don't believe at all that you would choose to compromise or choose armistice and peace talks... because a guy like you doesn't care about the lives of others at all. , it is impossible to live peacefully forever. Maybe you still need time to recuperate and do research, but sooner or later you will break the agreement and bring greater trouble to the world."
After hearing what Maka said, Haierbo nodded as if he understood:
"Um, so what?"
…
To be honest, when entering London to meet with Herbo, Maka actually hoped to successfully negotiate the truce.
He has been really tired for this period of time, so tired that he can't even remember the last time he was able to sleep happily and without any worries.
Back then, he was a person who especially liked to stay in bed. He probably never thought that he would have to rely on refreshing potions to replace sleep for such a long time.
However, it is probably impossible for Haierbo to give up everything. No one can say how this trip to London will end.
Just like Enns right now, he is sitting in the largest tent in the camp, drinking tea and eating pies that the witch in charge got from nowhere, with a French wizard spread out in front of him. The magazine looks full of leisure and comfort.
But in fact, all he could think about now was speculation about what would happen after Maka and Haierbo met.
Of course, Enns was not worried about Maka - he had been fighting with Haierbo for so long, and had just caused heavy damage to the opponent not long ago. He did not think that Maka would die like this at all.
What Enns thinks is essentially his own business.
Why did that image appear in that mirror? What on earth does that stone box contain? Judging from the fact that the words engraved on it were in the ancient Anglo-Saxon script that he knew, it should be the period when the four founders of Hogwarts were active.
So, is that stone box related to the trials he experienced back then
As the heir recognized by Slytherin, and as the first person to enter the Hufflepuff Chamber of Secrets and obtain Helga's legacy, Enns naturally combined the stone box engraved in ancient English with his series of Experiences are connected.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that there was actually a vertical cave under Hufflepuff's Chamber of Secrets, so all of this was just his random conjecture.
"Alas," after thinking about it, Enns couldn't help but put down the pie in his hand and sighed, "Didn't Slytherin leave anything else? It would be great if there was another magic notebook. !”
While muttering like this, he couldn't help but take out Slytherin's silver snake staff, leaned back on the chair and played with it absently.
However, just a few minutes later, a shocking explosion suddenly sounded from outside the tent, causing him to jump up from his chair.
"In the end, there was still a fight?"
With this thought in mind, Enns hurriedly ran out of the tent.