It's certainly possible to ask Maka to help. In fact, Maka was already trying to help them.
After all, it was obvious that within her own power, Maka would not be willing to see too many innocent people die in front of her.
However, before actually helping them solve the problem of the two living corpses, he seemed to have some more important questions in his mind that needed to be dealt with first.
"Two ladies," Maka said, looking at the carriage in front of Safina and her sister Ursula, "there is no problem in helping, but before that... According to what was mentioned before, the old Davidson should It's...nearby, right?"
As he spoke, he turned back and looked towards the area where the lightning struck.
"Yes," Ursula in the carriage quickly confirmed his guess, "In fact, we have a secret stronghold in that neighborhood, and underneath that stronghold is a small wizard prison. It is necessary At that time, we would imprison some members who seriously violated the organization's regulations... and after we brought Davidson back before, we imprisoned him there."
"So it's obvious," Maka immediately took over the conversation and said, "The target of those two high-level zombies should be Davidson - I want to see him first."
"Well... of course," Ursula hesitated and said, "but... although it may seem a little too much for us, but Mr. McClain, why don't you deal with those two enemies first? With your If you have the strength, it should be no problem, right?"
When Maka heard this, she couldn't help but shrugged.
"That's right," he said calmly, "Even if I'm not in good condition right now, it's really not that difficult if I just 'get' them away from here. Unfortunately, if I do that, I won't be able to come back." … The reasons are very complicated, so I won’t explain them to you.”
"In short," Maka said after a pause, "Tell me the way to enter that prison! If I go to him and ask him earlier, fewer people will die here, right?"
Since Maka didn't want to explain in too much detail, Ursula certainly couldn't do anything to him, and besides, time was really tight right now... There was only a slight silence in the carriage, and Maka heard Ursula inside say:
"I want to go too."
As a prophet, what Ursula is currently doing is actually quite a failure. Although she made a prediction that seemed to be very accurate, she failed to correctly view the nature of the prediction and made a series of meaningless actions.
However, her intentions were good.
"Mr. MacLean," Ursula said seriously, "I wonder if I could trouble you to take me there... I want to know in what way fate corrects its trajectory... Is my prediction true for you? Nothing has changed from what I said.”
"oh?"
From her words, Maka could hear the kindness in her heart and the sense of responsibility derived from her prophetic ability.
After being slightly startled, Maka quickly nodded.
"Can."
"… Thanks."
Before he finished speaking, with a soft "squeak", the compartment door that had never been opened finally opened.
"Ursula!" "Miss?"
Safina and the maid Ms. Larson seemed very surprised by Ursula's initiative to open the door. But when both of them let out a soft cry, Ursula's clearer voice came out from the door again.
"It's okay," she said quietly. "Compared with the suffering this disaster has brought to the world, my personal difficulties are not worth mentioning. Over the years, I have been too hypocritical... Safina, You don’t have to come over, I’m sorry if you have to trouble Mr. McLean to take care of me alone, you can just wait here.”
After Ursula finished speaking, Maka thought she would come out of the car. Unexpectedly, right after him, he heard the other party say slowly:
"Mr. McClain, this may put you in a bit of a dilemma, but... can you help me? Maybe you can use a levitating spell on me..."
When she said this, her voice was trembling slightly - she seemed to be scared.
Maka looked at Safina and the maid Larson beside her, and when she saw that they both pursed their lips slightly and said nothing, she suddenly became a little concerned about this.
"etc!"
Suddenly, Safina seemed to finally be able to bear it no longer, and suddenly took a step across and stood in front of the half-open door of the carriage.
"Ursula, you-"
"Safina, get out of the way!" Ursula sighed softly and said to her sister, "We can't waste any more time."
"But-"
"Mr. Maclean," Ursula interrupted Safina again and said quietly, "I'm ready."
"I see."
Maka just paused for a moment, then walked around Safina and walked towards the carriage door that Ursula had opened from the inside.
"It's just that forget about floating spells and the like!" He said as he walked, "I can't use magic frequently at the moment. Even if it's just a floating spell, it's better not to use it if possible! So, maybe we can say it the other way around - next It may make you a little embarrassed, I hope you don’t mind.”
"ah?"
Ursula listened and before she could react, she saw the carriage door suddenly open. And then, a strange man walked decisively into the carriage.
"ah!"
From doubt to fright to silence, it only took a moment. Ursula closed her eyes in panic. At the same time, a look of surprise actually flashed across Maka's eyes.
In fact, judging from various previous performances, Maka knew that Ursula, who had always been hiding in the carriage, probably had some flaws. Just looking at the magic power fluctuations, he didn't find much abnormality.
Ursula is a true prophet, and her spiritual power is very strong, but other than that, she seems to be no different from ordinary people.
And it wasn't until she really saw Ursula's appearance that Maka confirmed what kind of problem she had.
"I have to say, it's already pretty good that you survived."
"Well… "
While Ursula was still shaking slightly with her eyes closed, she suddenly felt her whole body tighten, and then her whole body left the soft mattress and came to a solid and warm place.
"Mr. McLean?"
She didn't dare to open her eyes, so she could only shrink her body and said tremblingly with her extremely small figure:
"Why?"