Makar McClain, he just keeps moving forward.
From the moment he entered the magical world... no, maybe even before that, he had always been slightly out of tune with the environment he was in. And in his subconscious, he actually knew that he might never really belong to this world.
Therefore, no matter what minute or second he was, he was probably at a loss in his heart.
On the night when she first met Maka, Luna had already vaguely felt the difference in this boy - yes, he was different from herself, his father... or anyone else.
Of course, Luna was much more ignorant at that time than she is now. She didn't understand what kind of person Maka was.
But gradually, as she spent more and more time with Maka, unknowingly, Luna seemed to vaguely feel a certain loneliness emanating from Maka's unconsciousness.
Luna could understand that feeling to some extent, because she had experienced it a little bit during the days when her mother died and her father was in a state of despair—even if it was only a few short days.
Yes, it was as if the whole world was moving away from me, and even if I stretched out my hand, I couldn't touch it, that kind of indescribable confusion and helplessness.
Because of that brief experience of loneliness, Luna became a little dazed, and gradually immersed herself in the world of only herself.
However, Maka, who has been exposed to this feeling of loneliness for a long time, has never escaped because of confusion.
Ever since she met this strange and intelligent boy, Luna felt like he was always running forward. He has been observing everything he can see, and he is always looking for some goal that he has never found.
Even though he was confused in every possible way, he never stopped moving forward.
then…
When Luna vaguely discovered that Maka would occasionally come back to her to seek temporary peace when she was tired from running, she immediately understood what she should do for him.
"Hermione, you know what?"
She looked directly into the eyes opposite and said softly:
"Maka keeps walking forward. He may be hard, tired, painful, or a little sad... But all of that is actually not for others... "
"Including you, including me, and the rest of us, probably not all of his reasons for moving forward."
If there is only one reason that has never changed that drives Maka to struggle forward, it must be that he wants to find the reason for his existence in this world.
What on earth brought him to this familiar yet strange place
Luna naturally didn't know the question hidden deep in Maka's heart, but she could feel that Maka had never gotten rid of this lingering confusion.
"So, Hermione." She said extremely seriously, "I will not persuade him to stop. Even if there are many bumps in the road ahead, I will not stop him from moving forward. I know I can't catch up with him. pace, so I would rather wait for him on the roadside..."
"Because he doesn't necessarily need a companion, but he definitely needs a place where he can go back and take a rest when he's tired."
Hermione fell into silence because of Luna's rare narration. Her thoughts began to spin rapidly when Luna spoke, but they have not stopped until now.
After a while, she said in a daze:
"But... maybe there is more than just 'bumps' ahead? What if there are more dangers ahead? What if he... really has an accident?"
"I will still be here waiting for him." Luna replied calmly.
…
There seemed to be no one on the other side of the coin.
This place is like a replica of St. Mungo's. There are no therapists, no injuries, and no many members of the RA who spontaneously come to guard St. Mungo's.
There are no living things here, just a copied and extended space.
The corridor was dead silent, the overhead lights illuminating everything in sight. The smooth floor, the bench in front of the ward, the closed door, and even the few old stains on the white walls are exactly the same as the real St. Mungo's.
Walking in it, the sound of footsteps echoed gently, which made the space even quieter.
"Ta...ta...ta..."
Maka held the staff and walked forward step by step in this corridor, silently sensing where Haierbo might be hiding.
Suddenly, the lights overhead flickered several times and made a "click-click" sound.
"Oh, it's time for some repairs here."
He suddenly raised his head and glanced at the magic lamp above - everything here was in sync with the real St. Mungo's, and the scene where the light jumped just now must have happened at the same position on the other side.
Of course, it may also be possible that Haierbo is up to something.
Therefore, Maka stopped briefly and conducted a detailed inspection of the magic lamp. Although he didn't find anything unusual in the end, this could be regarded as ruling out a place where danger might be hidden.
Withdrawing her sight from the light, Maka continued to move forward, her cautious search still not stopping.
Starting from the sixth floor and going down floor by floor, he carefully felt every corridor and every room, but he could not find Haierbo until the lobby on the first floor.
Well, there are traces of that guy's existence - on the stairs between the second and third floors, he saw quite serious damage, and on the first floor, he even saw a piece of fire that is still burning. Sea of Fire.
It was an extremely high-temperature flame. Until now, most of the things on this floor have been burned into black wreckage, and even the ceiling and walls have been blackened.
"Crack-"
After arriving at the hall, cold air escaped with every step Maka took. The flames were extinguished wherever he passed, leaving only a winding trail of ice.
From the side door of the hall to the warehouse area at the back, he first glanced into the temporary ward. The room was the same as other places, except for some original displays, there was still nothing.
Without stopping for much, he continued walking forward, and soon came to the potion preparation room he had borrowed.
There were a lot of signs of being touched here. Most of the potions he had placed on the table when he left had been used up. Maybe Hermione and the others had used them on the injured patients according to the list, right
The medicine display cabinet has also been opened, and some semi-finished products have been rearranged... and a bottle of mandrake resurrection potion is missing.
Has anyone been accidentally injured by Xiaowu's petrified sight
Maka looked around in this room with many subtle traces. Not to mention the changes, at least the magic power fluctuations here seemed to be stable.
Haierbo has never been here.
He was about to leave, when suddenly the corner of his eye glanced across the table - something seemed to be missing
"Quill?"
Who is so forgetful that he borrows a pen and forgets to return it
Of course, this was undoubtedly an insignificant matter to Maka at the moment, so he just complained a little in his heart.
After walking back and forth in this corridor, except for some traces of fighting inside and outside the temporary ward, there seemed to be no sign of Halbo hiding on this floor.
So that means... that guy is most likely hiding underground now
Returning to the hall, he turned another corner and walked to the stairs leading to the underground corridor. But he saw him pause on the ground with his staff, and a cold wave instantly followed the ground and rushed towards the stairs.
Along with the crunching sound of ice crystals condensing, the stairs that were full of flames just now were immediately occupied by white frost marks. Looking down, it was like seeing an ice cellar.
Slightly tightening the staff in her hand, Maka raised her legs and walked down, and soon came to the slightly dark underground corridor below.
After a moment, he raised his head and looked at a certain location on the ceiling of the corridor, examining it carefully.
This is the closest point to the outside world, and it is also the weakest place in this space. When Sarah had not completely sealed off this space, Haierbo came to the "back side of the coin" through this place.
Therefore, it is conceivable that Haierbo is also very likely to find a way to get out from here.
But after another careful inspection, Maka found that he did not seem to choose the position where he came in from the beginning again.
"It's not here either, and the most likely place to escape has not been damaged... Then where else would he be hiding?"
Not long after, after reaching the end of the underground corridor, Maka couldn't help but feel a little confused.
The entire back space is closed, and no damage or destruction has occurred - of course, if Haierbo really wants to destroy the space barrier, Sarah will find out immediately.
So, where is that guy
"If I were trapped here..."
Spatial movement cannot be completed in two spaces that are isolated from each other. Even the door key can only be transferred within this limited space.
And if you want to get out, it seems that you can only forcefully open the space on both sides.
After thinking about it, Maka raised her head and looked up again, but then she still frowned slightly and shook her head.
For now, he could only think that Haierbo had not left here yet, but it was just because of some special hiding method that he searched from top to bottom but still found nothing.
Just as Maka settled down to think, he suddenly felt a magic reaction somewhere upstairs, which made him feel a little moved.
At this moment, the possibility of luring him over is obviously not small. But without any clues, going to see it with his own eyes was the only change that might help him solve his confusion.
After just thinking about it for a moment, Maka stopped hesitating and ran towards the stairs quickly.
"What's the trick again this time?"