"I seem to know something, but it seems... I don't know anything." Maka sat on the simple sofa near the entrance in the central camp, looked up at lupin and Sarah who had just come in, and said with a wry smile.

The memory before losing consciousness stays in the moment of leaving roena island and stepping on the British disaster area. To tell the truth, in fact, even the impression in that period of time is a little hazy, just like a subsequent dream after waking up.

What happened after that? Why do you wake up from an ice coffin that is obviously condensed by the power of cooling rules?

"Yes, I should know... I should know, but what should I know?"

Maka seemed to be looking at lupin and Sarah, but the intermittent words and sentences like talking to himself undoubtedly showed that he was still in a confused thought.

"Maka," lupin sat down beside Maka, some complex expressions just flashed on his face, and his hand gently put on Maka's shoulder, "you seem to be very confused. What's the matter? Can you tell us?"

The physical contact finally brought Maka's thoughts back to reality for the time being.

"As I just said outside," Marca turned to look at lupin, "I don't know what caused things to become like this... Well, it's you, can you tell me first? I mean, obviously, I've had a long sleep - I only remember when I left the island."

"What?" Lu Ping was shocked when he heard the speech.

It must be said that up to now, if only memory loss or something, it will not surprise everyone. However, during this period, a lot of complicated events have indeed taken place. At the moment, Lu Ping is not so surprised as to say that he is more "full of thoughts" and doesn't know where to start.

After all, he was also one of the "witnesses" at Buckingham Palace in London.

Luckily, there's another Sarah next to me right now.

"Let me tell you!"

Seeing lupin in a daze for a moment, the alchemist girl who received a lot of benefits from Maka held a semi-finished doll in her arms and told Maka a a lot of things that had happened instead of the former. Including the "suspected" Maka's own participation, the tall black figure that has no doubt in speech and behavior - the devil "greed".

In fact, Luna, who was only a little late, also appeared at the entrance of the camp. However, after noticing what Sarah was telling, she also closed her mouth and stood silently beside her as soon as she came in, without disturbing Sarah's narration.

After a while, as bill arrived later, the noise outside the tent of the central camp became a little noisy - some of the people who had just been on the live broadcast of the funeral came after all.

Maka waved at will and blocked the noisy voices out of the tent. He nodded at Sarah in front of him:

"Go on."

"Well," Sarah paused, and then continued, "at that time, we lived in Buckingham Palace, took it as a stronghold and began to kill demons - you should understand that, after all, it would not be a mistake to destroy those terrible human enemies..."

"Well."

Maka didn't say anything more, just motioned that Sarah could go on.

I don't know how long later, when Sarah came to some boring statements, the previous disaster process led by Hermione was like a picture scroll with bright colors, which gradually unfolded in front of Marca and bill who was also unclear.

But maybe it's because Ron once asked everyone to keep it a secret. Even Sarah didn't mention Ron's loss of legs in front of bill, but skipped that paragraph for the time being.

When Sarah finally finished, Marca closed her eyes slightly and quietly repeated the whole paragraph in her mind. He looks calm, or he seems to have been calm all the time.

Instead, it was Bill who seemed a little unacceptable to Sarah about what they had experienced.

"Miss hornheim, you just said... That devil 'greed' is also Marca?" While Marca was combing her thoughts on the sofa, Bill couldn't help asking first, because it was undoubtedly the most concerned and incredible question he had right now.

Then Sarah nodded and replied without hesitation:

"At least I can't prove that it's not Mr. McLean, miss Lovegood. You think so, don't you?"

"Yes."

Luna looked as if she had been standing quietly in a trance. I don't know if she's just remembering, or if she's more confused.

The camp gradually quieted down, and only a few people's light or heavy breathing sounds staggered, waiting for Maka to reopen her eyes.

Maybe five or six minutes have passed! It may take longer, and Maka finally looks around again.

He stared at Luna for a moment before saying:

"Hermione, are they... Not going to come?"

"Her mood may be a little unstable right now," Sarah explained calmly. "You know, she made such a big decision, and now she suddenly has to face new changes... The current situation is a little unreasonable for her."

"Well," said Marca with another wry smile, "it seems that I really woke up at a bad time."

At this time, Lu Ping, who was hesitating, finally said:

"So, Marca... What do you think? I think that's the most important question now."

"Well," Marca sighed, "I did have some ideas... Or, in fact, I guessed a little when I woke up. Just because I lacked many key points, I didn't dare to judge easily..."

With that, Maka suddenly shook her head.

"It seems that if you want to understand the whole situation, you have to go to Britain again after all." After he said this, he immediately got up from the sofa. "But before that, go and see Hermione first! It's been a hard time for you and her."

"Hermione, on the beach." Luna whispered.

"OK, I see." Maka smiled at her. "Wait here for me. I'll bring her back."

"Yes!"

Luna nodded hard.