Chapter 1570 Destined

"Don't worry, how could I not want you because you can't help?"

"……Really?"

"Of course, I assure you."

"Father, I know what you are going to do next... If you see the me from the past, please... definitely tell her this sentence..."

In that messy central square, what happened "once" is being repeated. To some extent, Maca may be regarded as a success, at least on the surface, nothing seems to have changed.

"I know...I will."

At this point in time, Maca hugged Delphine lightly and responded to the dying plea of ​​the other party. But at this time, he obviously didn't realize that he had actually fulfilled his promise.

Some things only need to be said once, the key is whether you have done your best for it.

A moment later, Maca held the time-turner, stared at Delphi's bloodless face, and began to think about how to redeem this tragedy.

Then, he turned the small hourglass in the middle of the golden ring, and suddenly disappeared.

That's right, many things haven't changed, at least that's what Maca knew at the time. But just after he used the time converter to go back to the past, suddenly, a delicate ice bird quietly flew out from the inner pocket of Delphi's robe.

It danced around Delphi, who was already breathless, as agile as a living thing.

It was only after dancing around for a short while that it suddenly turned into a stream of crystal clear water and entered Delphi's mouth by itself.

...

Delphi didn't know how she came alive...no, she wasn't even sure if she ever died.

She only remembered that night seemed to come earlier than she imagined, and this night was darker than she imagined. It was so dark that even if she was leaning against her father's arms, she couldn't even see the other's face.

But it's all right now, although it's really dark, she can still see. Even if the result of losing all his strength remains the same, as long as he is still alive, this may be enough.

Because even if he becomes a Muggle, his father will not abandon him, don't want him, this is what his father said himself.

"……dad."

Delphi stumbled and rolled into the hole dug by Haierbo. Her body that had not fully recovered was bruised, but she still gritted her teeth and rolled into the secret underground passage.

"Well!"

She who had already rolled so badly that she couldn't stop her body from rushing forward, and bumped her head against the wall of the secret passageway, causing her head to bleed immediately.

But she still endured the pain all over her body, she only raised her hand to touch the blood that slid down her brow, and then walked forward along the secret path.

This secret passage seemed to have no end, most of the torches on the wall were scattered on the ground, and there were cracks and scars all over the wall and ground.

In the past, this secret passage was hardly used by anyone, and it is probably the first time it has been used today. So obviously, these traces are newly created. There must have been a fight here just now.

But to be honest, this battle must not be considered fierce. At least according to the strength of the two sides in the battle, this level of confrontation can only be regarded as a greeting to each other at best.

"Dad...I know you're here...Dad..."

Delphi was running hard, gasping for breath, staggering from the pain in her body. But even so, her forward speed did not slow down at all, on the contrary, it became faster and faster.

Because her intuition told her that her father Maca McLean must be right ahead.

"dad!"

The next moment, the second Delphi yelled, a familiar figure sitting in a pool of blood with his back against the wall finally caught her eyes.

However, at the same time, the figure who was being hugged by the other party also entered her sight.

Delphi was stunned for a moment, then ran to Maca's side staggeringly, and hurriedly checked the injuries visible to the naked eye.

"Dad, medicine... Potion! Your wound must be healed as soon as possible."

She was talking anxiously, but she saw Maka in front of her, who seemed to have just noticed her arrival, and squeezed out a smile without any smile at her.

"Oh, here you are... still alive?"

Maca let go of the hand holding the person in her arms, slowly stretched it over, and touched Delphi's face.

"Well, it's good to be alive, at least I didn't miscalculate the two things."

"dad……"

Delphi didn't care about the blood stains on the palm that caressed her cheek, and quickly grasped it tightly with both hands, just like the other party did to her not long ago.

"Don't worry, it's fine, don't worry."

Maca let her hold his hand, and the slight warmth made him narrow his eyes slightly. But at the same time, his other arm hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

"Let me be quiet, it will be fine soon, I need to... think about it..."

Soon, the dark secret passage became quiet again, only the sound of two breaths echoed faintly.

Delphi paused for a moment, and finally stopped clamoring for Maca to take potions to heal his wounds. Instead, he held Maca's palm and sat down beside him.

Because she had discovered that so much blood nearby obviously did not flow from Maca's body.

Unknowingly, blood soaked the hem of her clothes.

After about ten minutes of silence, Maca spoke again:

"Delphi, I suddenly remembered something about you! Although I thought at the beginning, I would never tell others about this, especially you... But now that I think about it, this time it might be a good one. opportunity."

"What... what is it?"

Delphi couldn't help being a little puzzled when he heard the words, but Maca quickly continued:

"Do you know? In fact, when you were young, I stretched out two fingers to let you choose your life as a Muggle child and live an ordinary life; or as a wizard's child, by I will bring you up myself."

"But do you know how you chose?" Maca smiled and said, "You actually stretched out two little hands and grabbed both of my fingers at the same time!"

As he spoke, he laughed twice, then shook his head and said:

"I thought that you planned to be a Muggle-born wizard. But now it seems that this is my wishful thinking..."

At this point, under Delphi's dazed gaze, Maca finally sighed.

"I didn't believe in fate at first," he said softly, hugging the person in his arms tightly, "but it turns out...there may be such a thing as 'fate' in this world."