Chapter 1606 Don't Be Afraid

"...Luna...Luna? Wake up, it's time to get up..."

A familiar voice seemed to float leisurely from afar, gently awakening Luna's dormant consciousness. Yes, that was Maca's voice, and it was indeed all too familiar.

"Well?"

Luna, who was lying on the bed, twisted her mouth and moved her head slightly, causing a strand of golden hair on her forehead to slip aside quietly.

Soon, she opened her eyes in a daze, and her hazy vision gradually became clear.

"Maka?" Her eyes flicked on the roof, and then she finally turned her head lightly, looking at the face of Maca who was looking down at her, "Um...good morning?"

While greeting vaguely, Luna seemed to feel the warmth and touch from the palm of her right hand. She shook back subconsciously, and then realized that her right hand seemed to be being gently held by Maca.

"That's it, remember not to let go, there will be problems." Maca moved his hand to signal, and at the same time showed a smile at Luna, "Also, 'good morning' or something... Now it's It's afternoon!"

"Oh, didn't I sleep for a long time?"

Luna obviously didn't mind Maca grabbing her hand at all, she just pulled the other hand out of the bed and rubbed her slightly sore eyes indiscriminately.

"Actually, it's not too long," Maca said, "but then, I think you may need to sleep for a while."

"yes?"

Luna tilted her head and thought for a while, but she didn't know what she had figured out, then she nodded.

"Okay! I get it... just get some sleep if you have to."

Obviously, with her keen intuition, she has already noticed something—maybe there is something wrong with her body, or there are other reasons that make Maca think that she needs to sleep well.

However, with Luna's temperament that is not attached to many things, it seems that she doesn't even have the intention to ask Maca a few more questions. It was clearly what happened to her, but she didn't care at all.

The next moment, she heard her turn around and say:

"But before going to sleep,

I want something to drink...do you have any butterbeer in your pocket? "

"Oh, of course!"

Maca smiled, stretched his left hand around his waist, and then pulled out a glass wine bottle that looked a little dirty. Yes, although the butter beer in the Hog's Head Bar is delicious, it doesn't look very good in appearance, and people can tell it apart at a glance.

"Look! The thing I'm most thankful for now is that I asked Aberforth to get me two boxes for storage. But it's a pity that he won't tell me where I got the goods... I don't know him When will the broken bar reopen for business!"

While complaining casually, Maca took out another cup, controlled the wine bottle to pour it in, and heated it up a little by the way.

A suitable temperature can make the taste of butter beer more mellow and smooth.

Not long after, he helped Luna sit up from the bed, and let the cup float in front of her. Luna reached out to take it, and took a big sip contentedly.

However, during the whole process, Maca's hand has been firmly holding Luna's right hand, not letting go even once.

Luna's magic power is being guided by Maca's powerful spirit, and it is stably input into Maca's body through the palms of the two together like a trickle, and then returns to Luna's magic power source again.

The magic power that was originally restless due to the imbalance disease was always suppressed below the critical line of riot in the cycle that Maca created so carefully.

Seeing Luna's happy expression when she was drinking butter beer, Maca couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, as if she was enjoying this pure beauty.

That's right, rather than saying that Maca likes Luna, it's better to say that what he likes is Luna's pure and natural mentality. Because even though he is always pretending to be indifferent, he also understands that he will never have a character as casual as Luna's.

Maca envied Luna very much, and maybe...it was the same feeling that Dumbledore, who was not yet "selfish", was secretly envious of him.

"Would you like another drink?"

Seeing that Luna raised her head and drank the butter beer in the glass, and then stuck out her tongue to lick the delicate foam on her upper lip, Maca asked another question.

"No, one cup is enough... My stomach is warm, and I should be able to sleep well."

Maca took the cup she handed back and placed it on the bedside table beside her. Hearing what she said as she rubbed her belly, she couldn't help but nodded accordingly.

"So you want to continue sleeping?"

Luna pursed her lips and thought about it seriously. She didn't know what else she thought of, and suddenly looked down at the right hand that was being held by Maca.

"Maka, do you know? When I was in Spiral Town, I seemed to have a few dreams... I dreamed of some scary things. But I am not afraid at all, because I know that Maca will definitely come to save me..."

How long has it been since Luna spoke in such a sleepy tone? Maca isn't so sure. But he knew that whenever Luna spoke in this tone, those words always had a strange persuasive force.

Just like now, the topic of "dream" mentioned by Luna made Maca involuntarily recall those journeys back in time.

To be honest, he didn't think Luna would have those memories, after all, for the Luna in front of him, many of them were things that he hadn't really experienced.

But……

"So," Luna reached out and touched Maca's brow, as if trying to smooth out his slightly frowning brows, "Don't be afraid Maca, because no matter what happens, I will always be there It's here waiting for you."

Luna's words made Maca feel a subtle sense of detachment from reality, as if she knew everything Maca had experienced.

But I have to say, these words of hers also made Maca calm down involuntarily.

Yes, Luna said "don't be afraid" - could anyone have seen it more clearly and said it more accurately?

"Okay, got it."

Maca stared at her clear eyes for a long time before slowly but firmly nodding.

"That's good."

Luna smiled, then took the initiative to move her body, and got into the bed again. Then, I saw her pulling the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes from the edge of the quilt, looking at Maca and whispering:

"Good night."

Maca didn't move, just held her hand and waited for her to really fall asleep, then took out a bottle of dreamless sleep medicine and fed it to her mouth.

After a while, he finally let go of his hand, and said silently in his heart:

"Well, it really works."