Chapter 1750 Please Help Us

Until Maca forcibly controlled the carriage and fell back to the ground, the rumble of thunder not far away continued. The lightning flashed, making his face looking at the thunderstorm area bright and dark.

Without Maca continuing to try to lead the lightning, it is definitely impossible to concentrate all the lightning on the two living corpses with just a single iron rod. Needless to say, those who failed to escape the minefield in time had no choice but to resign themselves to their fate.

"...Mr. McLean?"

It was Safina who spoke. She got off the carriage and looked at Maca's back and called out tentatively.

"I'm sorry, I didn't follow your advice... However, it is precisely because we saw this thunderstorm happening that we wanted to go over it. Ursula was worried that it would hurt many lives, so I wanted to Your Excellency, stop this large-scale lightning attack."

"Impossible," Maca said casually, with his back turned to her and looking in the direction of the block, "Since it started, we can only wait until it ends."

"But," Safina said, "Ursula has a snake flute, and His Excellency Yael will respect her wishes."

However, Maca quickly shook his head again.

"It's not a matter of listening to her wishes," he said, "Once the horned water snake's thunder magic is activated, it will no longer be controlled by it. No matter how much you persuade it, it will be useless."

Unless an external force can be used to disperse the magic power of the lightning field, so that it can no longer attract thunder and lightning - this was naturally done by Maca in the past, but right now he has spent a lot of time just to grasp the regular power balance in his body. The energy, but there is no spare energy.

Thinking of this, Maca could only put this matter aside for the time being, and finally turned around to look at Safina who had already taken up behind her... and the carriage behind her.

"So, your sister... is your prophet, is this lady in the carriage?"

Perhaps because she felt a sense of threat from Maca, the maid, Ms. Larson, who was still sitting in the driver's seat just now, couldn't help but also got out of the car, and subconsciously moved towards the door of the carriage, blocking Maka. Between the card and the carriage.

In this regard, Maca just shrugged.

And at this moment, a pleasant voice came from the carriage——

"Mr. McLean, hello... I am Ursula, the Prophet of the generation of the Grofeyn family. I express my sincerest apologies to you for the impolite behavior of not being able to talk to you face to face."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Maca quickly waved his hand and said:

"It's nothing... Compared to your appearance, I am more concerned about what kind of prophecy you made... Of course, maybe I don't necessarily want to know the specific content of the prophecy."

"Thank you for your understanding and tolerance, sir." Ursula in the carriage said softly, "As for the prophecy... I asked Safina to invite you to come over for a discussion, just for this prophecy."

As she was speaking, she suddenly paused for a while, then continued:

"First of all, sir should already know that Hai Erbo has covered most of the UK with the fog that can't be blown away. In other words, the disaster has already begun—perhaps before it developed into the current situation, There have been many omens, and there may be some clues that can prevent it from going to this point.

But--"

"Obviously, my prophetic bloodline awakened a little later, so I didn't have the chance to try to change something at all. And it seems that all I can do is to make this disaster go as far as possible It will be delayed a little later.”

Maca listened and couldn't help but nodded.

"This is a very good idea," he said, "I can feel the kindness in your heart... So what? You plan to interfere in the development of some events?"

"Yes," said Ursula, "in fact, among the prophecies I made, the one that most concerned me was the sudden abandonment of England, which Helbo had occupied, to invade other countries. The main character in this prophecy seems to be an old wizard named 'Davidson' and the first heir to the throne of England."

"Oh?"

Maca couldn't help being slightly taken aback when he heard the other party suddenly mention his two "old acquaintances".

"Old Davidson and the prince?"

"That's right," Ursula nodded slightly in the carriage. "According to my prophecy, the British prince's succession to the throne will trigger further invasion and destruction by Haierbo. As for that Mr. Davidson...he was the primary person who caused this to happen.”

Maca listened, then raised her eyebrows, and said in surprise:

"How to say?"

"Well," Ursula paused, "actually, Mr. Davidson chose to make a deal with Hai Erbo—he exchanged certain 'things' from Hai Erbo for the prince who lost his country. Most of the land of Great Britain."

"This is indeed something that guy can do." Maca shook his head and said so.

And then Ursula continued:

"Therefore, I asked Safina to contact the King of Norway, whom we are more familiar with, on my behalf, and then contacted the Queen of England through the King of Norway who was friendly with the Queen of England—I made a deal with her first."

"Let me guess... you want her to abolish the prince's right to the throne, and hand over old Davidson by the way?"

When Ursula heard it, she immediately affirmed:

"Although the specific process is somewhat different, but... indeed, the result is exactly as Mr. said."

But for this, Maca smiled noncommittally.

"Your ability to predict seems to be very strong," he said indifferently, "but I have to say, you seriously underestimated the difficulty of changing the 'established future'—if the disasters in the prophecy can be avoided so easily, then it is still possible Will it be an accurate prophecy?"

On the other hand, Ursula could only agree with this:

"I'm already aware of this—for example, the attack on our Lake Mälaren was beyond my expectations. I don't understand why Haierbo came here when nothing happened. Already eyeing the Davidson who has nothing to do with him?"

Speaking of this, there was a faint sigh in the carriage.

"So I can only infer... because of my forcible intervention, certain events may have happened earlier in a new way."

When Maca and Ursula were having this conversation, Safina on the side didn't finish. And it wasn't until Ursula finally fell silent for a while that Safina, who heard her sister's sigh, couldn't help but said:

"Mr. McLean, anyway...can you help us...at least get rid of those two 'demons' who are destroying our hometown? Please help us!"

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