No matter what the attitude of the Blois family... or, to be more precise, Willy's attitude is now, Hermione will eventually have to visit this second battlefield.
For no other reason than because the despicable Herbo is most likely in Germany and has already begun to lead his army of zombies to the west, south, and invade the interior of Europe.
Compared to the once so-called first battlefield, Britain, which has become a dead place, the threat to the survival of the human world in today's second battlefield is rising sharply!
"... It stands to reason that now is the time for us to fully cooperate with the French Blois family! Based on our relationship with Miss Blois, and the basis of cooperation that we have fought side by side several times, based on the Blois family, France, where the Va family is located, is currently facing a crisis. This time we... should have been the most critical time to work together to resist the powerful enemy. Even... now is the time for us to fully repay the Blois family for the help they have given us several times. It’s only right that there are so many opportunities for kindness.”
Hermione stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the undulating waves ahead, and whispered to herself. But at the end, she shook her head with a bitter look on her face.
"It's a pity that whether it's the Blois family or Willy, they always help only Maka. Now we are still doing the same thing and facing the same enemy, but when we both set foot on the battlefield, The reasons, but I'm afraid there are already differences. Such a reality is definitely not what I want, but I don't know Miss Blois's true thoughts, so what exactly is she feeling at this moment?"
"Who knows?" Ron, who was standing behind her, sighed, "We have never understood the thoughts of that Slytherin girl!"
"yes!"
Harry also interjected at this time.
However, as he was sitting on the bow railing, he seemed to be more concerned not with Willie, who was still far away on the German-French border, but with the opponent he would face next - the ancient dark wizard Helbo.
After wiping Gryffindor's sword, which had its own cleaning magic and did not need to be wiped at all, he recalled it and added:
"Speaking of which, even when we were at Hogwarts, we never had a few words with Miss Blois, right? So Hermione, I'm afraid your first excuse just now was mixed up. It's a little bit watery - in terms of relationship, we probably have a 'friends of friends' relationship with her, right?"
Perhaps as he was talking, he remembered the confrontation with Maka that day in the main hall of Buckingham Palace. Harry's memories and joking made him feel depressed again. Soon, I saw him turning over the bright silver sword in his hand, holding it in one hand and jumping off the railing. He said casually as he walked:
"I'm going back to the cabin first. Call me when you arrive."
"Okay! Harry, go and have a good rest first. When we get to the shore, it's up to you to fight!"
When this good friend passed by with his head slightly lowered, Ron reached out and patted him hard on the shoulder. When he saw Harry raising his head and smiling at him, he turned back to Hermione again. The back view said:
"Then let's not talk about the Blois family for now. Let's talk about those zombie 'friends' in the cabin! Hermione, do you have any more specific plans for them now?"
After Ron said these words, the deck was quiet for a moment, with only the sound of waves licking the side of the ship keeping the place from being completely silent.
After a moment of silence, Hermione spoke:
"To be honest, I'm not very confident about many things now. I can only say that those living zombies who escaped from Maka should help us this time. After all, we watched what happened that day. In my eyes. Just talking about the future... "
"Who can tell what will happen in the future?" Sensing Hermione's voice getting deeper and deeper, Ron couldn't help but comfort him, "At least until we defeat Haierbo, we only need to work hard for the present!"
"Thanks."
Hermione turned her head and smiled slightly, but the focus of her eyes was empty. It was obvious that her mind was still immersed in the consideration of all the bad things in front of her.
"In fact, we can still see the weaknesses of the living zombies. So even if there are any new changes in the future, at least we should not be as helpless as before. However, The prerequisite must be to defeat and kill the despicable Haierbo... no matter what!"
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Even if they have a common enemy, they often cannot work together closely. For Hermione and others, this is the case with the zombie clan who escaped from Maka, with the Willy and Blois families who are resisting the invasion, and with the International Federation of Wizards, whose situation has changed again.
But compared to Hermione's side, the situation Willy was facing at this moment was obviously much more complicated and difficult.
The current resistance team of the Blois family is lonely.
Thinking about Germany not long ago and the Brandt family in Germany, when they faced the surging wave of living corpses, at least the Blois family was there to share the pressure regardless of past grudges, and at least the forces from surrounding countries were there. The wizard coalition continues to provide support.
But now, at least until the support that may be about to arrive actually arrives, France, with Willy leading the family wizards to lead the resistance against the invasion, has already shown the momentum of fighting alone.
The coalition's eastern defense line has been depleted, and the planned support for the German-French border seems to have become a blank check. And even if the defense line on the east side of the second battlefield is really just an exchange of teams rather than permanent removal, it will be a situation where France cannot quench its thirst.
What's more, judging from Madam Maxime's latest order at the temporary command post, the Federation has no plans and intentions to support France.
In terms of resistance on the German-French border, it is obviously impossible for Willy alone to hold on for too long.
"boom!"
"Rumble..."
The huge tree man was waving his arms, sweeping or smashing them again and again. Countless thorns and vines were dancing wildly on the front line. From time to time, some kind of strange and unknown fruit was exploding among the endless groups of living corpses on the battlefield. open.
However, while many living corpses were dragged down, smashed, and blown away, the plants were also constantly being destroyed, and the losses were not small at all.
The unique smell of vegetation spreads everywhere in the air.
And Willie, who has maintained a soul-level connection with the plants in the fortress behind the defense line for a long time, naturally has to listen to the pure wailing of the plants that is sometimes vague and sometimes clear.
"Perhaps, the original blood curse of the family is also a kind of protection for the descendants of the Blois family!" Willie thought with some difficulty.