Marx is sure that his expression is absolutely subtle.

Seriously, is this year the so-called “year of disaster” or the legendary “lucky year”? How can we continue to run for the disaster at a moment, and someone will come to him to “recognize relatives”?

The previous Delphi also had that’s all. After all, it was his own soft heart that left the little guy, and it was also good for Delphi to regard him as a “squat”. It would be a good idea to recognize a dry daughter. .

Nowadays, the thing that recognizes the daughter is just over, and actually comes back to one who wants to recognize him as a son… and even more amazing is that the trade rushed from the United States and the “father” turned out to be Ifa. Magician Magic School’s headmaster.

Although Ifamoney’s school time is far from Hogwarts, and even to some extent it is a branch of Hogwarts that extends to the American continent, but now people can be regarded as a world-class university!

“…I want to know if you are my son.”

So when this sentence ran out of the other’s mouth, Marx was awkward.

Even if he is very young, he will be gone! Maybe someone can’t remember when he was a child, but he is different. He remembers clearly that his own looks are not bad, but he is so gambling that even his own life is given to the idiots on the table. Oh!

It’s hard to be… When he was a cheap Mother, he still quietly gave him a big color hat with a bright color.

“Well… don’t say it, it’s really a matter of Mother’s temper!”

Thinking of this, Marx’s eyes looked up and down a bit more complicated and looked at the headmaster.

In fact, Marx is the first time to observe Stewart’s appearance so carefully. As the headmaster of a large magic school in magic circle, the other party is actually quite young, and it should be about the same age as Sirius and Lupin.

Moreover, the appearance of this “young” headmaster is quite impressive. Compared with him, the appearance of Marx is obviously more ordinary.

As for Stewart, the character that always seems too serious…

Ok! In fact, looking at Delphi and her relative Voldemort, we can understand that a person’s temper can be easily determined without a bloodline.

So in this respect, even if Marx is not like him at all, it doesn’t seem to explain anything.

In summary… Hey, Marx seems to have less confidence in his “life experience.”

“Mr. Stewart, why do you think of me…” After he had finished speaking, Marx suddenly shook his head and immediately turned to the road. “Forget it, don’t say this first! Sir, I want to ask you to leave London with me first.” – It’s dangerous now, if you have something, that’s not what everyone wants to see!”

However, Stewart, who was still standing in the shadow but did not agree at all, just heard him say calmly:

“The reason why I chose to stay here when everyone left is to create such a conversation environment that only you and me. So, before I get the answer I want, I won’t go anywhere. of.”

This guy is deliberate!

Previously, because of a little “stunning”, Marx didn’t understand it for a while. Now, after he heard the other person say this, he realized this.

This Stewart was deliberately using his own disappearance to force Marx to come back to him. But Marx didn’t talk about him and didn’t discuss the problem with him. How can this cargo catch up?

“Mr. Stewart, can’t you wait to go out and talk again? If you insist on talking to me here, I can’t guarantee that you can figure out things that are so long before you lose your life!”

“I can hide in the shadows,” Stewart said after expression, suddenly expressionless. “In this world, shadows are everywhere.”

“Do you think that hiding in the shadow is invincible?”

Marx wanted to say this, but in fact, it wasn’t him who said this sentence – Marx put his sensory ability to the maximum immediately when he was shocked.

It is Herpo!

Although the voice has been replaced by the demon, but the tone of the light to the air, but Herpo is no doubt. And that is to say, the old fellow has already won the devil’s body?

No, this possibility is obviously not big.

Marx still remembers that even the weak Mulier could temporarily control the devil’s body, and Herpo’s mental strength was even more different. Even so, Marx, who truly appreciates the power of the devil, feels that Herpo is far from the willpower that destroys the demons!

Of course, everything has a chance, and the guy who did not guarantee it really did it?

But when Marx and Stewart both fell silent, Herpo’s voice rang again:

“Shadow rules… This is just a small branch derived from the combination of ‘light’ and ‘dark’ rules, not to mention that you can’t even count as rules, just rely on part of the rules to apply that’s all… ”

“Mr. Stewart, you see me!”

Cold, Marx suddenly interrupted Herpo’s sly talk.

“You all said that you want a conversation environment that is ‘only you and me’, but obviously, you pick the wrong place. And Herpo -“

As he spoke, Marx suddenly turned his head and the object of the conversation jumped to Herpo.

“To tell the truth, I don’t think you have the qualification to run over and comment on us, unless…” Marx didn’t look for Herpo’s trail again, but instead looked back quite casually. “You understand – wait Let’s talk about your demon body completely!”

It is personally audible, Marx is tempting, but he is bravely testing. The meaning he wants to convey to Herpo is simple – if you have that ability, then come out and speak with strength; and if you haven’t got that power, don’t run out hu hu hu.

Rather than saying it, Marx is even guessing that the old fellow is most likely to want to get two people out of London early, not wanting to leave Marx a “huge” when they are vying for control of their body. Hidden danger.”

“Oh? You think… I haven’t completely acquired this wonderful body yet?”

Herpo’s tone became a bit provocative, but after a question, he was quite relaxed:

“Since you think so, then, McLorne! Why don’t you try it yourself? Obviously, what I need now is exactly a ‘weighty’.”

The voice did not fall, Herpo said that he would slowly appear from a distance, step by step moving towards Marx and Stewart came over here.

It is indeed the strong body of the black, the body of the devil!

“Don’t you want to talk with strength? McLorne, come on!”

Bluffing? Or is it… this guy has really won the terrifying body? If it is the latter, the incomparable quality of the body plus the magical power of Herpo itself, it can not be described as a simple word of “terror”.

Marx slightly tightened the staff in his hand—the injury to the previous right shoulder was almost as good as it was, but it was still inevitable.

He didn’t care about the small residual pain at that point. A pair of eyes stared straight at the slow-moving Herpo, and even his eyes didn’t move any more.

“I advise you not to go any further, there is one more step, I really will do it.”

“You don’t worry about your ‘father’?”

In the face of Herpo’s ridicule, Marx just chuckled, and then did not care:

“In this world, some people are born orphans, understand? Well, well, you won’t understand this kind of thing.”


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