Chapter 2413 He and She in the Room

"Miss Hohenheim, what's the matter? Why are the curtains drawn?"

Ron, who was half-sitting and half-lying on the bed, looked at Sarah who was sitting in the armchair not far away, and watched her suddenly command her alchemy puppet to pull the curtains, and asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Sarah stopped a pair of little feet dangling in the air, and replied very casually:

"Because that 'Mr. Stewart' was just passing by the diagonally opposite window, and it should be easy to see what we are in this room from there—with the curtains kept drawn, of course. Only in the state."

The voice fell slightly, and the room returned to a moment of silence.

That's right, as mentioned before, Hermione and the others have indeed left London temporarily, but naturally there are still companions who need to stay here. The one who had to stay here for a while was Mr. Ron Weasley, who unfortunately lost his legs before.

However, it is too dangerous to leave Ron alone, so even if everyone is going out this time to fight the devil, Hermione and Harry still take Sarah who is not very good at fighting on the front line. They stayed together. Maybe Sarah herself has the idea of ​​not participating in the war, but to ensure Ron's safety is the real reason.

"Oh, it's that American wizard!"

Not long after, Ron on the bed tilted his head, twisted his mouth, and muttered something to himself, as if he was puzzled. And just as Ron was thinking about something, Sarah on the opposite side stretched out her hand to pick up the coffee cup on the table, and said casually:

"Hmm...but if he has good eyesight, he might be able to see the swaying of the curtain the moment it is drawn!"

"Ah?" Ron was startled, but soon he seemed to realize something, and looked towards Sarah, "Oh, did you let him see it on purpose? Why? I heard before leaving When a group of wizards appeared in the east, didn't you and Hermione decide to follow 'his' advice this time, avoid them and stay on the sidelines?"

After experiencing many ups and downs in life, Ron has gradually learned how to be keenly aware of some details and think about them. What's more, after spending such a long time with this inhuman girl in front of him, he already has a sufficient understanding of the other party's abilities, and knows that if it is Sarah, it is absolutely impossible for him to pull the curtains for such a trivial matter Such a low-level mistake occurred on the Internet.

So he immediately understood that it was probably Sarah's intention to let the other party see the shaking of the curtains.

"Yes, we decided that we should carefully observe the situation of these wizards first, but things always change according to the situation, don't we?" Sarah took a sip of the sweet coffee, and then continued , "The current 'change' is that I just found out last night that the purpose of their team of wizards... seems to be a bit strange. Just in case, let's find an opportunity to take the initiative to test it out as soon as possible!"

"Really?" Ron listened, and couldn't help raising his hand and scratching his head, "What did you find?"

"You don't need to worry about it, you'd better get used to these legs as soon as possible! It's been so many days, and there is not much time left for you-you see, you can only take risks to stay in this operation. Missing it here for nothing makes me also have to worry about it, which is not a good thing."

Although Sarah's tone of voice was still as calm as ever,

But Ron still couldn't help feeling ashamed.

That's right, it wasn't surprising that he couldn't quickly and smoothly control the alchemy prosthesis that Sarah had customized for him because of the need for various subtle adjustments at first. But up to now, the changes that should be made have already been done, and Sarah herself can even put them on her waist and run and jump on "four legs". Under such circumstances, he still can't control the pair of prosthetic limbs freely, so it can only be his own problem.

But there is no way, Ron still seems unable to use this masterpiece of alchemy as his original legs. Although it is rare for him to be in a state where he could hardly even walk like he was at the beginning, but to act in this dangerous and disaster-ridden place today, just relying on his full concentration to barely take a walk is still not enough of.

"Uh... ok, ok."

Ron, who was ruthlessly accused by Sarah, could only nod with a bitter face in the end, expressing that he would no longer be distracted by what Sarah was doing.

"Well," Sarah also nodded, and then turned her head to look at the rather disappointed Ron and said, "Don't worry too much, we've already stayed now anyway, so we just need to get used to it before everyone comes back. That's fine. And I think it's really not that easy to get used to doing things that are purely prosthetic when both legs are gone. No one blames you, so you can do it with peace of mind. Bar!"

After saying these few words, a warm smile appeared on Sarah's face.

Since gaining real emotions, Sarah has been in the state of directly experiencing the ever-changing emotions. Recently, she has become more and more accustomed to this kind of real expression changes. And it can be seen that under the indirect infection and influence of these friends who are mostly good-natured and kind-hearted, she herself has become more gentle, kind and full of kindness.

Of course, when rationality and objectivity are required, her rational thinking derived from alchemy artificial human will inevitably make her words appear a bit pungent and direct—just like just now.

"Okay, let's continue practicing after enough rest! Don't be lazy." Sarah raised her chin and signaled to Ron.

"oh, OK."

Ron responded honestly, and then lifted the thin quilt covering his body, revealing the alchemy prosthesis on his lower body. After a series of improvements and adjustments by Sarah, this pair of prosthetics looks no different from real human legs in appearance, but...how should I put it? When they were installed on Ron, there was still a sense of incongruity and disobedience.

"Boom."

Ron turned over and got out of bed and landed heavily, and then practiced alone. Until nearly half an hour passed, there was a slight knock on the door, announcing the end of Ron's self-practice.

"Crack."

The one who opened the door in the past was Sarah's alchemy doll. And as the door was gently opened, a figure that seemed to make one's scalp tingle appeared at the door.

"Oh, it's you, are you here to deliver food?" Sarah, who was still sitting in the armchair, didn't look up, but said as if she had already seen the other party.

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