"... Mr. McClain, please help me! I don't ask you to fight for a normal life for them. I just hope that they no longer have to live with me in this cramped underground, all day long to avoid the sight of others. And it hasn’t seen the light of day for a long time.”
"For this, I'm willing to do anything for you!"
When the werewolf Logan said these words, Maka just looked at the cracks on the wall. Even after Logan finished speaking, he did not answer immediately.
Just now, Logan asked to "have a chat" with him alone, so Maka left the cellar room with Logan and came to the stairs outside.
In fact, Maka had already discovered some clues from the other party's verbal performance when she was down there.
Speaking of Logan back then, he could make ambitious plans on his own, vowing to lead those werewolves who still had good intentions to reintegrate into the wizarding society.
However, whether those infected by wolfsbane after being bitten still consider themselves human. Their instinctive behavior of "turning into werewolves on a full moon night and attacking humans unconsciously" is already the most direct conflict with the wizard group.
The so-called ideals are often broken by cruel and difficult reality.
In the days since Logan, he has obviously continued to work hard, and even took in a dozen stray werewolves who had nowhere to go but to wait to die.
But precisely because he kept working hard, he became more and more aware of his own insignificance - there were too many poor people in the world who were forced to become werewolves. If he wanted to change the fate of these people who were not cruel in nature, he could only rely on It is simply difficult for one person to reach the sky.
In this regard, Maka is not stingy about lending a hand. Finding a place for these dozen werewolves to live would not have been difficult in the past.
Unfortunately…
"If you can come to me earlier, it won't be difficult to help you place them." Maka was still staring at the cracks in the wall and said calmly, "But now... I'm sorry, you should wait for a while before talking. !”
As for what Logan said about "willing to do anything for you," Maka didn't mention it at all.
"By the way, take your people and leave here as soon as possible!" He reminded again, "I mean, if you still want to live."
After saying that, Maka walked directly to the aisle not far away and looked out at the street through the broken glass window.
The dusty windows looked a little hazy, making it difficult to see the outside world clearly. The wooden window frame is full of cracks extending along the wooden texture, giving people the feeling that it can be broken into pieces easily.
He didn't move, just turned his back to Logan and waved his hands casually behind him.
Logan knew it was time for him to go back. After all, this meeting with Maka was just a coincidence, and this request was naturally incidental. He had no intention of continuing to pester Maka.
After a while, Maka sensed a familiar wave flashing through the room below, and they left.
"Although he is powerless, at least he is a kind person." He turned his head slightly, glanced at the raised floor leading to the cellar, and sighed, "However, what I have to do recently is a bit too much. too much… "
Shaking his head, he walked to the other end of the aisle, and soon returned to the gloomy street from the beginning.
But at this moment, Maka suddenly turned around and looked through the door that came out.
"Wait! Mr. MacLean, wait a minute—"
It was Logan. I don’t know what he was thinking, but he didn’t leave with the others in the end. Not only that, but running here behind him was Kelu, whose physique was not much inferior to his.
"Mr. McClain, please allow us to help together! Kelu and I have both dealt with dark wizards, so at least we will not be a burden..."
As Logan was speaking, he suddenly winked at Kelu behind him. Kelu, who had no good impression of Maka from the beginning, was naturally still full of reluctance, but in the end he still didn't dare to disobey his elder brother and reluctantly nodded.
"You are so powerful, you definitely don't need any help." Naklu curled his lips and said, "So let us help you get rid of some minions while you deal with the real master-"
"Kelu! Stop talking such nonsense!"
Logan naturally heard the obvious meaning of squeeze in Kelu's tone, and immediately gave him a sharp warning. But although Kelu has always been convinced by him, he is obviously still not convinced by Maka.
Perhaps he was even more angry because of Logan's politeness to Maka!
However, although Maka didn't care about Kelu's strange aura, she really didn't want them to follow her.
They can now say that they are not a burden, but once they meet Haierbo, even if they want to admit that they are useless, it will be too late.
"Logan, I know what you are thinking, but there is really no need." Maka thought for a while and said, "Let's do this! After today, I will write a letter for you and let someone help you find one first. A safe place to stay. It’s just that when the time comes—"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped talking and then looked up at the other end of the street.
"You go first! It's still too late to run now, go in the direction behind me and stay away from here..." Maka whispered, "Don't think about doing anything to help me. Even if you two stay, the most you can do is give me a gift." I’m just two corpses.”
Seeing that Logan and Kelu were still dazed, Maka just wanted to take out another door key or something and force them to leave, but as soon as he reached halfway, he knew it was too late.
And in the next second, a strange gray-black flame suddenly rose from the other end of the street, and spread out in large swaths in the air in an instant.
Because those mist-like flames came extremely quickly, Maka knew that even if she wanted to activate the door key, she might not be able to escape now.
If that kind of flame hits both of them at the moment of space transfer, the result will be self-evident.
In the blink of an eye, the strange flames fell from the sky like rain, so fast that they almost turned into twisted gray and black lines.
Logan and Kelu, two werewolves who knew nothing about this, were immediately shocked - what the hell is this? Is this a scene that a dark wizard can create
"Don't move."
Maka quickly took out the staff and suddenly raised her hand high above her head. Immediately, there was an invisible protective shield protecting the three of them.
He could feel that the entire gray-black fire rain was full of the smell of soul rules. If it was easily contaminated, even he would have to work hard to remove it.
The moment he deployed his protection, streaks of fire rain immediately fell down.
I saw circles of tiny ripples appearing as the transparent shield bounced away the small group of flames.
Just looking at this scene, it doesn't seem like a big deal. But at this moment, only Maka knew that the power of those flames did not lie in the destructive power on the physical level.
Then Haierbo, has he come up with new methods
It seems that except for his first fight with the opponent, that guy has always been just pretending to try to confuse other people, including him.
After a while, the gray-black fire rain finally stopped, and then a familiar voice suddenly sounded.
"McLean, do you really want to 'kill' me again?"
"...Let me guess, it's because I ruined the plan you designed against me?"
"Well, let's just say...are you a little bit angry about me 'moving that magic circle to Hogwarts'?"
Along with the voices, pitch-black figures rose silently from the surrounding buildings. They were actually the same monsters that had appeared above the square before.
Seeing the three of them surrounded by those black cloaked creatures that looked like dementors, the already gloomy street suddenly became darker.
In the air, a certain coldness from the heart gradually condensed.
"This is… "
Logan gritted his teeth. Although his perseverance did not allow him to show too much fear, there was still a sense of uncertainty in his eyes.
As for Kelu next to him, his initial indifference had long since disappeared, replaced by an expression of disbelief.
"...Are we in Azkaban?" He couldn't help but mutter.
Maka looked at the increasing number of monsters and laughed softly when she heard the two of them marveling.
"Azkaban is much safer than here!"
After making a casual remark, he lowered the staff he was still holding high. The invisible protection was immediately removed, leaving only a complete circular blank area at the feet of the three of them.
The area outside the protective cover before, whether it was the street pavement, abandoned debris, or the roofs of the buildings on both sides, were all occupied by dense gray-black flames.
What's even more amazing is that this kind of flame has no burning properties on ordinary substances, so almost all of it just stays on the surface of the impact point.
Looking around, this neighborhood turned into a horrifying gray-black hell.
"Helbo, your greeting gift is quite interesting, isn't it?" Maka looked around and then said, "Burning souls... Is this also the research result you obtained from that Devouring Mirror?"
Before he finished speaking, Haierbo, who still didn't know where he was, said, "Why, are you also interested?"
"Of course," Maka nodded and said, "As a wizard, isn't it normal to want to study the principles of magic? Your research on the rules of the soul is much deeper than mine. As a senior, you might as well help me. How about this junior?"
He was talking casually while quietly searching for Haierbo's location. But the sound was always erratic, and the large number of monsters would cause varying degrees of interference, so that he couldn't figure out where the other party was.
Fortunately, Haierbo didn't seem to hate having such small talk with him.