"Yes, the group of intelligent zombies headed by Rebes are still in Germany. They are working together with the legions of the three major families to resist the army of zombies under Hai Erbo. However, they are also zombies after all. , whether it is in appearance or in essence, it is not that easy to gain human approval after all... Even if I have not seen it with my own eyes, I can probably guess that the current cooperation between the two parties on the eastern defense line should be It won’t be very pleasant…”
"Of course, since Miss Blois is also staying there, I think there should be no problem."
The night was getting darker, and except for the occasional patrol team passing by, there were no more idle figures at the entrance of the camp.
The central tent where Maka was located seemed to have an aura of keeping strangers away.
After the big housekeeper of the Matuseyevich family left, he still had several pairs of eyes secretly monitoring the place.
But there was only one person who actually appeared at the door of the camp and actually walked in—the one who was talking to Maka right now, Miss Sarah Hohenheim.
"A living corpse with emotions and self-awareness?" Maka listened and shook her head first, but then nodded slightly, "To a certain extent, this should be considered a good thing. After all, it can’t get any worse no matter what.”
"Miss Granger probably thought so too." Sarah nodded as she fiddled with the parts of her alchemy doll, "That's why she chose to stay in Buckingham Palace... and after that, she decided Leave with them."
"Um."
Maka reached out and touched the route on the sand table that represented the route Hermione and her party took to leave London, leaving the disaster area of old England and turning towards the second battlefield. Then, her eyes slid across the German eastern defense line that had experienced a crucial battle. , pulled back all the way and finally invested in the northern part of old Britain.
There is the old site of Hogwarts Castle that Maka is very familiar with, and at the same time, it is also a detail mentioned in Sarah's description of the battle before - the direction that Herbo chose when evacuating.
Although it is unclear whether this is just a small coincidence, but if it is indeed not a coincidence, then now at the school-
"Could it be the 'teacher' that Hai Erbo mentioned repeatedly?" Maka frowned slightly and whispered to herself.
Harry and Hermione failed to kill Herbo, and the guy escaped. In Maka's opinion, this matter was not that annoying at all.
As long as the Horcrux is not destroyed, even if Haierbo is killed one more time, that guy will just lose his demon body. This cannot be said to be a good thing. After all, it can indeed weaken Haierbo's strength, but it will inevitably create complications again and add some obviously unnecessary unknown factors.
After thinking like this for a moment, Maka finally put aside all these doubts for the time being, and suddenly turned her head to look at Sarah again.
"As I said before, Willy awakened the blood inheritance of Druidism?"
"I think so, if my memory serves me right."
When she heard Maka mention this matter, Sarah finally stopped what she was doing and suddenly raised her head.
"The wizards of the Druid bishop lineage - those guys called themselves 'monks' at that time - they all had this blood flowing in their bodies, more or less. For example, the Merlin who is often talked about by you British wizards ·Ambrosius, his father is a nightmare... But probably many people have never thought that the inheritance of the French Blois family is actually the Druid bloodline! Because the fertility of creatures with high elf bloodline is extremely low, for a long time People used to think that it was not a bloodline that could be passed on to future generations."
Sarah is indeed an alchemist who has lived for a long time. When talking about these ancient secrets that can only be read occasionally in ancient books, she seems to be able to pick them up at her fingertips.
But when it came to Merlin, Maka suddenly remembered a certain book she had read in the restricted section of the Hogwarts library.
The Book of Jazz, which seems to have been written by Merlin himself, records some magic experiments and research on druids, which involves a lot of taboos about blood, species conversion and organ transplantation. It even makes it difficult to read. You can smell blood and cruelty.
However, looking back at this moment, it is not difficult to find that even Merlin has been troubled for a long time on how to overcome the difficulties of druid reproduction. Those studies are actually based on the divergence of thinking on this topic. .
However, I don’t know if Merlin succeeded in the end. Anyway, Maka knew that Willy’s ancestor had succeeded—even if it might not be called a very good method, the “blood curse” of the Blois family was probably Hence it comes.
"It seems that in order to continue his bloodline, the senior of the Blois family has sacrificed a lot!" Maka sighed casually, and then quickly returned his attention to the main point, "Now with the maintenance of With Li's strength, none of the other three major families dare to ignore the existence of the Blois family. In the short term, there is no need to worry about goblins making trouble in the 'back garden'... On the contrary, Ilvermorny's small actions are worth it. pay attention."
As he said this, his eyes were swept across the sand table in front of him, and finally he raised his head again and looked at the night sky outside the camp entrance.
It's still cloudy tonight, and not a single star twinkles in the thick darkness. The wind and waves on the sea were getting stronger, making the air in the camp filled with a salty smell, and the flags on the top of the tents were flapping in the wind.
From this point of view, even if it comes tomorrow, it will probably not be a good weather.
"It seems like it's going to rain!" Maka murmured.
Not far away, Sarah had lowered her head again, immersed herself in making the alchemy doll, and stopped talking to Maka. Only occasionally, she would glance slightly sideways at the entrance of the camp where Maka was looking at - she could somewhat feel that what Maka was looking at was probably not the dark night sky, but the one that lived not far away. Another tent where Hermione and others were.
About half an hour passed before Sarah spoke again and said softly:
"Do you really know nothing about the things I said before?"
Maka rubbed a chess piece he took from the sand table and nodded slightly when he heard this, with a wry smile on his face.
"Yeah! I don't know at all... And what's worse, I just discovered that this may be just the beginning."