Chapter 2256 It's Okay, Don't Care

Luna was sitting in front of the ice coffin in a daze.

Because everyone is very busy today, no one came to disturb her in a daze. Which was good, because she was just needing more time to dawdle and just goof off on things based on her instincts.

For example, she really wants to know what Maka is doing and thinking now, and what she should say when she sees him again in the near future.

For another example, she still wants to know if she has some responsibility and should do something that she doesn't really want to do.

Luna is not Hermione, and usually does not make many strict plans for her actions, and even thinks differently from ordinary people. She just pondered with her intuition and then came to a conclusion.

"Maka... If it was mother, what would she do?" Luna stretched out her hand, gently brushed away the hoarfrost on the ice coffin, looked at the lifeless figure inside, and murmured, "I I feel that my mother should only tell me that these are small things... because my mother always thinks that only doing research is the real big thing."

Luna is actually well aware that her mother who died young was not some amazing genius witch, just as she has always understood that the father who wrote "The Quibbler" was not always right.

But she would rather believe every article of her father, because he wanted her to believe it. Therefore, when she saw Maca who had turned into a demon and the Lord of the Living Corpses sitting in front of her in a deliberately unfamiliar posture, she also decided to continue to believe in Maca, and even hoped that Hermione and the others would also believe in him. .

In this way, father will be happy, and Maca...should be happy too, right?

"what--"

Touching the ice coffin made her palms feel a little cold, Luna withdrew her hand and let out a sigh of relief. But her gaze didn't move, she stayed on the ice that had been wiped off from the frost, looking warm through the cold head.

That gaze didn't melt the ice coffin, but the ice coffin actually melted her heart.

After staring for a long time, frost accumulated on the small piece of ice again, covering the side face in the ice coffin. Then, following a series of slightly chaotic footsteps, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and Hermione and others walked in from outside.

"Luna?"

Because of Luna's confirmation on St. Martins Island, everyone no longer pays attention to this ice coffin, but unexpectedly, Luna came here to stare at it and start to stare blankly.

"Hermione."

Luna turned her head,

He showed a brisk smile towards Hermione and the others who walked into the tent.

"I kind of miss my dad...how about you?"

The home was destroyed, and the hometown was also destroyed, but at least many family members were still there. And even the Weasley family who lost Percy knew that as long as there was even one family member alive, it was their motivation to persevere.

Of course Hermione is like this too, no exception.

"I think so too," Hermione nodded. "I took the time to ask Professor Lupine and them before. Everyone is doing well. At least for the time being, there is no danger."

After hearing this, Luna could not help but nod her head slightly, but then she changed the subject and said in a slightly rambling manner:

"Maca is also our family."

"Uh, um, yeah!"

Hermione was startled, not knowing why Luna said that suddenly, and what it meant specifically. But just by saying this alone, she naturally wouldn't think it was wrong.

After thinking about it, she felt that she had understood Luna's thoughts, and immediately nodded and said:

"That's right, Maca will definitely make it clear to us afterwards."

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand to help Luna up from the ground, and pulled her to the chair beside her to let her sit down.

"Don't get too close, the ice coffin is too cold."

After such an exhortation, Hermione walked in with the other partners who came in with her, and it seemed that they were going to get together again to discuss some plans.

Luna didn't say anything, just sat there watching Hermione discuss with everyone from a distance, opened her mouth several times, but didn't really speak.

In the end, she stopped looking at everyone who was planning to return to the UK, but turned her gaze back to the ice coffin not far away.

It was still covered with frost, and there was a wisp of cold air, making it impossible to see what was inside. But Luna seemed to be able to see that figure, and there was a more familiar calm on the familiar face.

It's like saying, it's okay, don't worry about it.

...

On the west coast of Denmark, a tall figure stands on a rocky coast somewhere. This figure is as dark, as strong, and as majestic as the "greed" incarnated by Maca. Its appearance is not the same, but it is almost the same.

The only difference is that he is missing an arm.

Of course, if it's just one arm, it doesn't matter much to him, even the difference in strength won't be too much.

Because he is Haierbo, despicable Haierbo, he never thinks that pure fighting ability is the whole of strength. Even in terms of fighting ability alone, few people in this era can match him.

However, during this period of time, he only felt aggrieved.

So even though the living corpses under him had spread across the sea from Denmark to the Netherlands, he still stayed on the coast where he first arrived and did not follow.

He just stands here every day, like a human-shaped sculpture, looking at the other end of the sea from afar.

That's the direction "greed" is in.

The sea in front of him was sparkling, reflecting the dazzling light against the sun. The scene was wonderful, but it couldn't take away half of his attention. The salty sea breeze blows around me day and night, and I don't know whether it is cold or warm.

Because he doesn't care.

Now there are only two people he cares about, one is Maca McLean and the other is Kern.

What is worth mentioning is that there are still many figures standing beside him at this moment, there are no less than a hundred people, all of which are his subordinates recreated here.

It's a pity that even if he has so much power reserve, he still can't move anything, he can only stand here looking at the opposite continent and wait silently. Because the man disagrees, the lady disagrees.

"Ms. Kern... how long do I have to wait?"

Haierbo stood in front of the reef, muttering to himself in a gloomy whisper, but his words could not reach Hogwarts Castle, nor could he reach the place he wanted to go on the other side.

"Damn...McLean."

Haierbo felt that he hated that inexplicable boy even more, but right now he really had nothing to do with him.

As for the witch Kern...he didn't dare to have any opinion on the other party, let alone show any disrespect.

So he can only continue to wait.

The waves slapped heavily on the reef, splashing a large amount of water.

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