Chapter 1358 Born Orphans

Maca was sure that her expression was definitely subtle right now.

Seriously, is this the so-called "disaster year" or the legendary "lucky year"? How could there be people running to him one after another to "recognize relatives" when he was constantly running around for trouble?

The previous Delphi was fine, after all, he was the one who softened his heart and left the little guy behind, and Delphi was really kind to his "father", so it would be a good talk to recognize a goddaughter or something.

But now, the matter of recognizing his daughter has just passed away, and another person who turned around wants to recognize him as his son... And what is even more amazing is that this "dad" who hastily rushed over from the United States is actually Iraqi. The headmaster of Fameni School of Magic.

Although Ilvermorny's school was founded far less than Hogwarts, and to some extent it is still a branch of Hogwarts extending to the American continent, but now it can be regarded as the world's number one university. school!

"...I want to know if you are my son."

So when this sentence came out of the opponent's mouth, Maca was completely dumbfounded.

Even if he is very young in this life, he will lose his father! But maybe other people can't remember things when they were young, but he is different—he clearly remembers his family's idiot old man who is not bad in appearance, but is so gambler that he even put his own life on the table. Dad!

Could it be... that cheap mother of his back then quietly gave his gambler father a big hat with a unique color?

"Well... let alone, my mother's temperament is really not sure!"

Thinking of this, Maca looked up and down the principal in front of him with a little complicated eyes.

In fact, this is the first time Maca has observed Stuart's appearance so carefully. As the principal of a large magic school in the magic world, the other party is actually quite young, and should be about the same age as Sirius and Lupine.

Moreover, the appearance of this "young" principal is quite impressive. Compared with him, Maca's appearance is obviously more ordinary.

As for Stuart's character that always seemed a bit too serious...

Ok! In fact, just looking at Delphi and her own father, Voldemort, one can understand that a person's temperament cannot be easily determined by blood.

So in this respect, even if Maca is nothing like him, it doesn't seem to mean anything.

To sum up... Uh, Maca seems to be even less confident about her "life experience".

"Mr. Stuart, why do you think I..." Before finishing speaking, Maca shook her head suddenly, and then said, "Forget it, let's not talk about this! Sir, I want to ask you to leave London with me first ——This place is very dangerous now, if something happens to you, no one wants to see it!"

However, Stuart, who was still standing in the shadows opposite, had no intention of agreeing at all, so he said calmly:

"The reason why I choose to stay here when everyone is gone is to create such a conversation environment with only you and me. Therefore, until I get the answer I want, I will not go anywhere of."

This guy did it on purpose!

Because of being a little "little frightened" before, Maca didn't figure it out for a while. And now after hearing what the other party said,

He just realized it.

This Stuart deliberately used his disappearance to force Maca to come back to find him. But Maca didn't say it, so he won't discuss the issue with him just now, right? Why is this guy so caught?

"Mr. Stewart, can't we wait until we go out to talk? If you insist on talking to me here, I can't guarantee that you can figure out what happened so long ago before you lose your life!"

"I can hide in the shadows," Stuart said with a blank expression when he heard it. "In this world, shadows are everywhere."

"Do you think hiding in the shadows is invincible?"

Maca wanted to say this, but in fact, it wasn't him who said this sentence—when he was suddenly startled, Maca immediately maximized his sensing ability.

It's Haierbo!

Although the voice had been replaced by that demon, the indifferent and supercilious tone was undoubtedly Haierbo's. And that means, did that old guy actually snatch the demon's body?

No, that's obviously unlikely.

Maca still remembered that even Muriel, who was mediocre, could temporarily control the demon's body, especially with Haierbo's mental strength. But even so, Maka, who has truly experienced the power of demons, feels that Haierbo is still far from destroying the will of demons!

Of course, there is a contingency in everything, so the guy who can't guarantee it really did it?

But when both Maca and Stuart fell silent, Haierbo's voice sounded again:

"The shadow rule... This is nothing more than a small branch derived from the combination of the two rules of 'light' and 'dark', not to mention that yours is not even a rule, but only relies on a part of the application of the rule..."

"Look, Mr. Stewart!"

Suddenly, Maka interrupted Haierbo's eloquent talk.

"You said that you want a conversation environment of 'just you and me', but obviously, you picked the wrong place. And Hai Erbo——"

While talking, Maca suddenly changed the subject, and the person who was talking jumped onto Haierbo.

"To be honest, I don't think you have the qualifications to come over and judge us now, unless..." Maca didn't look for Hai Erbo's trace, but turned his gaze back rather casually, "You understand—" —Let’s talk about it after you have fully controlled your demonic body!”

Anyone can hear that Maca is probing, but he is probing blatantly. The meaning he wanted to convey to Hai Erbo was simple - if you have that ability, then come out and speak with your strength; and if you haven't obtained that power, don't just come out and brag.

Instead of saying something, Maca was even guessing that the old guy most likely wanted the two of them to get out of London as soon as possible, and he didn't want to leave Maca behind when he was fighting for control of his body." huge danger".

"Oh? You think... I haven't quite got this wonderful body yet?"

Haierbo's tone became a little provocative, but after a rhetorical question, he said quite relaxedly:

"Since you think so, then, McClain! Why don't you give it a try yourself? Obviously, what I need right now is precisely an 'opponent' with sufficient weight."

Before the words fell, Haierbo slowly appeared from a short distance while talking, and walked towards Maca and Stuart step by step.

It was indeed that black burly body, the body of a demon!

"Don't you want to use strength to talk? McLean, then come!"

Bluff? Or... has this guy really captured that terrifyingly strong body? If it was the latter, the incomparably strong body plus Haierbo's own magical power would not be able to be described by a simple word like "horror".

Maca slightly clenched the staff in his hand—although the injury on his right shoulder had almost healed earlier, it was still unavoidably aching.

He didn't pay attention to the little residual pain, his eyes were fixed on Hai Erbo who was walking slowly, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

"I advise you not to go any further. If you take another step, I will really do it."

"Aren't you worried about your 'father'?"

Faced with Haierbo's ridicule, Maca just chuckled, and then said indifferently:

"In this world, some people are born orphans, understand... Well, well, you don't understand this kind of thing."