Chapter 1459 Interrupted Induction

"No! Kill me! Please kill me... I don't want to be like them and become a monster that only attacks others... Absolutely not..."

"boom!"

"Ah! You... uh, wait! I... can I move? Can I talk?"

The witch who sat up from the bed just after being awakened bumped her forehead against Maca's nose, took a few steps back slightly staggering, and then sat down on the chair behind her.

Seeing him clutching his sore nose and looking helplessly at the overly excited survivor, he finally couldn't help but sighed softly.

"Yes, ma'am, you can move."

Hearing Macana's words with a strong nasal voice, the young witch who was in a state of astonishment suddenly turned her head, and a look of apology suddenly appeared on her face.

"I'm sorry... sir, I'm sorry! I'm too—"

"No, no, it's all right," Maca waved his hands, and simply sat on the chair and replied, and then said with emotion, "Neville's preparations are really good, the position of the chair is just right."

"What, what?"

Seeing that the other party was obviously confused and at a loss, Maca stroked the bridge of his nose again, and then squeezed out a smile and said:

"No, I was just talking to myself just now... Well, ma'am, is it okay?"

"Well... very good, very good! Sir, thank you very much for treating me...Although I couldn't move just now, I was indeed awake...Oh, that...Because I was too flustered and bumped into you, I'm really sorry."

Maca heard her apologize again, and hurriedly shook her head again.

"Ma'am, it's okay... I understand that people are prone to panic when they are clearly awake but can't move at all. Maybe you think it's a sign of 'living corpse', but...um, Although it cannot be said that it is wrong, at least in a short period of time, you will definitely not become like that."

"In a short time?"

The other party obviously heard the key point in Maca's words at once - needless to say, anyone who knows that he may become a living corpse will inevitably feel fear in his heart.

"Oh! Don't worry... Maybe you have confirmed the status quo when you were in the fog of London. But I still want to take the liberty to say-at least before you die, the situation you imagined will not happen Happen. After all, one of the most important conditions for the so-called 'living corpse' to occur is that it must be the body of the 'dead'."

"So it's a 'living corpse'...?"

The young witch who was sitting in shock on the hospital bed seemed to have finally regained her composure after hearing this, and her thoughts started to turn again.

After calming down a little, she frowned slightly again, and said to Maca with a complicated expression:

"Although I've said it just now, I still want to solemnly thank you again—if it wasn't for your help, I... To be honest, when I think of the feeling of being completely unable to move just now, I really want to die It's not... that's really scary!"

"Well," Maka nodded slowly towards the other party as if comforting, and then said frankly, "Madam...Although there is one more thing I don't want to say, in order to prevent another panic in the future, I think you should It must be known in advance. That is—”

Having said that, Maca paused for a moment,

Give the other party a little more time to prepare mentally.

Then he continued:

"Ma'am, I think the state you hate should happen again."

"what!"

"Don't worry, listen to me—" Maca raised her hand, signaling her not to be nervous, "What I want to tell you is that if you find yourself unable to move again, don't be afraid, because it's only temporary. I will Arrange someone here to take care of it, and when the time comes, they will notify me in time to come over and wake you up again like just now."

"Ah... is that so? This, if so..."

The witch on the hospital bed was hesitating, but suddenly, as if she had discovered something, she stared at Maca's face in shock. After staying for a while, she hesitated and whispered:

"Excuse me... are you... Mr. Maca McClain?"

"Well," Maca smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's me."

"Oh! It's really you?" The other party's expression changed immediately when Maka admitted, and she suddenly said excitedly, "Mr. McLean, if it's you, I'm relieved! Thank you! I understand, I will cooperate well with the treatment!"

"yes?"

Faced with this survivor who suddenly changed his mentality, Maca couldn't help being slightly taken aback, then nodded with a smile and said:

"In any case, it's good if you can calm down... By the way, speaking of it, do you still remember the specific circumstances of the battle that caused you to be seriously injured? Especially the state of those living corpses, and the feeling they gave you such as--"

Before Maca could say all the questions he wanted to ask, suddenly, his expression froze slightly. Then he turned his head sideways as if he had noticed something, and moved his gaze to a direction where no one was there.

"Mr. McLean, what's the matter?"

"Oh no, it's okay," he shook his head immediately when he heard the other party's question, but he thought about it soon, "Well...forget it, this matter is actually related to you, I still say Come on! Just now, your companions hiding in the cellar have been rescued, and the Ministry of Magic's Auror rescue team is taking them out of London."

"Really? That's... great!"

Although it is not clear why Maca suddenly knew about this, after knowing that he was Maca McClain, the lady obviously believed in his words.

Combined with her very pure state of panic just now, to be honest, Maka felt that this witch was somewhat too simple.

"Anyway—"

Considering that the other party has gone through such a thrilling experience, and his mood has changed too many times just now, I am afraid that his mental state is much worse than it appears on the surface.

Maka thought for a while, then stood up first and said:

"Ma'am, let's take a good rest for now! Don't worry about anything, just rest here and sleep for a while. After I finish dealing with some things, I will come to see you again... Oh, and also, the one with you The Muggle lady who escaped together has also recovered, don't worry!"

He didn't say anything about the fact that the companion was next door, but just mentioned this, and then retreated from the observation room.

After he closed the door and cast a protective spell on the door, he leaned against the wall in the slightly dark underground corridor to sort out his thoughts.

Not long after, I saw him looking in the direction of London again, with a complicated expression on his face that he couldn't tell whether it was peace of mind or anxiety.

"Tsk... Is it better to go there yourself?"

At that moment, he felt that his connection with the patron saint of the silver eagle had almost been cut off.

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