"Hermione, are you...are you okay?"
Harry and the others were led in by Sarah's alchemy doll - when the friends first saw Hermione sitting on the sofa and resting, they all gathered around and hurriedly asked her about her current situation. physical condition.
Blois looked at this scene from behind, paused for a moment, then picked a chair nearby and sat down. After that, his eyes lightly passed over Sarah and Delphi, two equally calm people, and finally picked up a newspaper on the coffee table and read it casually.
He knew that it would definitely take some time from the time when the young people in front of him greeted each other to when they could actually start executing the planned plan! In the meantime, all he could do was wait patiently.
"Yes, of course, I'm fine... You know, I have to thank Miss Geofine for that."
Hermione smiled a little tiredly, then changed the subject and went directly to the topic.
"You have seen it now, and Miss Geofine must have said something - Britain today is more dangerous than before!" She looked at everyone seriously and said, "To be honest, although my strength is definitely higher than However, Miss Geofei and Miss Hohenheim, I don't think I am still as 'weak' as before... However, the facts have proved that I am indeed far from strong enough. Facing the enemy, I don't even have room to fight back. None—"
"I guess that's just because your perception is lacking."
Although Sarah, not far away, was still busy with what she was doing, she was obviously also listening. At this moment, she slightly raised her head and said something casually.
However, Hermione immediately shook her head.
"Insufficient strength means insufficient strength... The cruel reality is placed in front of me, and I can't make excuses for myself. Especially now - everyone must pay 100% attention, otherwise, maybe it won't be like this next time I’m just as lucky this time.”
After saying these words that seemed to be self-reflection and reminding everyone, she looked at Delphi standing behind with some confusion and said hesitantly:
"Uh... just in case, I still want to ask... Delphi, has your strength been restored?"
"not at all."
Delphi shook her head slightly, and some hair fell silently from her ear.
"What about you?" Hermione was startled, then said, "Oh, I'm sorry! I don't mean to be rude to you, but... you know, it's really dangerous here now."
"I know," Delphi responded, "I understand everything you want to say! But, Hermione... I have a reason why I have to come. And, I have to say, there may be no one among us who understands this situation better than me. The specific situation in the UK! You will need my presence."
Her words couldn't actually be considered an explanation, because from beginning to end, she didn't seem to mention anything of actual value.
After waiting for a while, she raised the staff in her hand and said:
"In addition, please rest assured that I have some ability to protect myself. At least, I probably don't need you to spend unnecessary efforts to protect me."
"Oh, I can prove this," Harry couldn't help but add at this time, "Before she came over, she had already shown us a little bit... Well, in other words, she showed us the magic The power of the rod.”
Seeing that Harry also assured her, Hermione couldn't help but nodded subconsciously.
Yes, Harry's guarantee is naturally credible, but as for Delphi... don't forget that Hermione and Luna's regular magic was brought in by her and Maka! Even though she was now a complete Muggle, Hermione felt that she would not be much surprised if she claimed that she still had some means at her disposal.
Not to mention…
"Delphi, that staff of yours... is it made by Maka?"
"Yes!" Delphi nodded, "It was when we were on the island—the moment before Maka left. Do you remember? It was made together with the magic props he left for you."
"All right."
As Hermione spoke, she couldn't help but glance at the staff in Delphi's hand twice more, and then said:
"Then we'll talk about this later... Delphi, did you just say that you know the current situation very well? There is a question that has been bothering us right now. Can you answer it for me?"
"What's the question?" Delphi nodded and said, "Just ask! I will tell you everything I know as much as possible."
Hermione listened and nodded.
"Actually, in general, this is still the overall change." She frowned and said, "You may also know that some very terrifying dark creatures have descended on this land recently, and their strength is even greater than that of Haier. Those high-level zombies that Bo created before—for example, the enemies that almost cost me my life not long ago. Ms. Hohenheim said that they are actually...'demons'?"
When she mentioned this, she turned to look at Sarah, and Sarah shrugged in response.
Delphi heard this and immediately responded:
"Well... If I had to give those guys a name, it might just be 'demon'. Because they are basically the same 'thing' summoned by the demon summoning technique."
Probably because she didn't know enough about Sarah, so she didn't know how Sarah knew this, but she didn't pay too much attention to these little things.
After glancing at Sarah, Delphi continued:
"I believe you have heard of the devil summoning technique. After all, it was this forbidden ancient magic that Haierbo used to obtain his current body. I think Mr. McLean must have told you a little bit about this. A kind of magic... Because its principle is too profound, I really don't have much confidence that I can explain it to you, so I will just briefly state the conclusion!"
At this point, she paused slightly, seeming to collect her thoughts. After a few seconds, she continued:
"... Demons, to be precise, they are not 'magical creatures'. Well, they are not even 'creatures' - someone once told me that their arrival is just a magical phenomenon based on the rules of the soul. And Speaking of this magical phenomenon, it originates from the negative spiritual will of all creatures with magical talents in this world... "
As Delphi said this, she gradually felt a little dazed, and some specious memories seemed to pass before her eyes. She seemed to still vaguely remember that on a war-torn night, she snuggled next to her father and fell asleep listening to these stories from her father.
However, did a memory like this really ever happen