Blois is back, alone.
But in fact, even though he already quite trusted Maka's words - as soon as the latter told him to "leave", he left the sea area without saying a word. But in the end, he almost couldn't leave.
At that time, while turning his back to Maka and speeding towards the island at high speed, he soon felt a majestic magic wave spreading in a spherical shape from where Maka was. And in that obscure fluctuation, there is a power of soul rules that is even more terrifying than Willy's bloodline curse.
At that moment, "arrogance" and "lust", the two branches of soul rules burst out with huge power at the same time - such a powerful negative effect that even Blois would be hard-pressed to withstand.
Fortunately, he always believed in Maka's advice and "escaped" early enough. Only then did the force fly to a safe area outside its range before it fully expanded.
To be honest, his entire scalp was numb at that time, because the evil power was so terrifying. But despite being afraid, he couldn't help but feel worried about Maka.
However, just worrying will definitely not help Maka at all. Now that even getting close to the other party has become a problem, Mr. Blois can only follow what Maca said, leave the sea and return to the island to wait silently.
As for Maka's accident, he never mentioned a word to anyone else, because he knew very well that this matter was simply not something that ordinary wizards could solve.
If there was anyone else in the world who could help Maka... Blois estimated that it was probably only Herbo. It's a pity that he is probably the only guy in the world who is absolutely impossible to help Maka.
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"Hermione, why don't you go have breakfast? The Blois family brought a lot of food, so you don't have to worry about not having enough food... And I just heard that they are planning to build some fields here... "
Currently, Hermione was standing in front of the living room window on the first floor of the Wizard Tower, staring blankly out the window at the small courtyard behind the tower. After hearing Ron's voice behind her, she shook her head.
"I don't know what's going on in the UK... Judging from what Enns said before, Haierbo may have started attacking ordinary people again, right?"
"Well."
When Ron heard this, he couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then he suddenly lost interest in talking about the fields.
"It's not just the UK," he thought for a while, "I would say, France may also be in danger soon - otherwise, why would Maca take us away in such a hurry? I think, wait a little longer In a few days, he might even send his parents who are staying in France together."
"Well, maybe!"
Hermione nodded, not knowing what to say for a moment. In other words, she actually had no clue about today's situation, otherwise she wouldn't be staring out the window in a daze.
After all, although she is smart, she must be able to think calmly within the scope of the "common sense" she possesses. As for the current situation, almost everything was beyond her knowledge and understanding.
She didn't understand why Haierbo was so powerful, and she didn't understand what kind of thinking an ancient dark wizard like Haierbo had that was different from ordinary people. She didn't even understand what else she could do besides being in a daze.
And it must be said that Hermione's current state actually represents the current situation of the vast majority of people on this island.
Why do the so-called "elite wizards" brought by Maka from Blois Castle start thinking about cultivating fields? Because after they fully witnessed the power of Haierbo, they were confused about everything in the future.
After staring at the small courtyard outside the window for a moment, Hermione seemed to have remembered something, turned her head and looked at Ron, who also stood aside and started to stare blankly.
"By the way...how is Alexander, is he awake?"
After Hermione asked, Ron came back to his senses, but then he shook his head slightly.
"I don't know now, but when I came out of his room before breakfast, he was still unconscious... Do you want to go over and see him again?"
"No," Hermione rejected the proposal after thinking about it for a while, "Since Maka said he would be fine, it should be true... Moreover, there is nothing we can do for him. Just sitting in the room like Harry."
"Yes," Ron scratched his head, and then sighed again, "I hope he can wake up soon! To be honest, I quite like his character - he is a bit similar to Harry! No wonder... Leigh has always been good to him.”
However, Hermione just nodded slightly, then turned around and said:
"Actually, I'm more worried about Maka than Alexander - you should have seen that Maka suddenly went back to the room in a hurry in the morning and hasn't come out until now. I don't know, he Something suddenly occurred to me."
"I hope it won't be too bad!" Ron immediately shrugged and said, "We can't afford any big changes anymore. If... if we can't even stay on this island, where else can we go? Woolen cloth?"
Not long after, as the words gradually settled down, neither of them continued to discuss anything else. It wasn't until Ron came to his senses from his wild thoughts again that he looked at Hermione's profile and said:
"Are you really not going to get something to eat?"
Seeing Hermione shaking her head again, he had no choice but to say:
"Okay! Then I'll deliver Harry's breakfast first, and I'll come back later."
Having said that, Ron finally turned around and walked towards the gate. As he walked back, he couldn't help but look back. Just thinking of Hermione's temper, he still swallowed back his advice to her to eat more.
"It would be great if Hermione had a heart as big as Luna's. At least she wouldn't go hungry because she has no appetite."
After muttering here, Ron quickly went to the camp outside and got Harry a breakfast - to be honest, Harry probably didn't have much appetite at the moment, but fortunately he wouldn't have arrived yet. Hermione was like that. If you feed it to him, he should still be able to eat it.
A few minutes later, Hermione, who was still standing in front of the window on the other side, saw Ron, who had already received something from outside, hurried upstairs.
"Should we go to Maka and ask what happened?" She thought about it for a moment, but still shook her head, "Forget it, let's wait for him to come out on his own!"
But Hermione didn't expect that she would wait until dusk in the morning.