Chapter 228

In the basement deeper than the underground bar, the atmosphere became a little tense, and even the air seemed to be much heavier.

Lenny and Lena knelt at the door, snuggled up to each other, and dared not say a word.

The two of them can't tell which is more afraid, but the contents they are afraid of are quite different.

Sister Lenny is naturally afraid of the seven "terrible" big spiders outside. She was afraid of spiders in the past, but if she could survive today, she would undoubtedly suffer from severe spider phobia.

But her sister Lena was not very afraid. At least she had never been afraid of death.

She was afraid that one day, when she could not protect her sister, she would watch her sister die.

She was so frightened that she couldn't help shaking.

The young man in front of her was so strong that she couldn't afford a trace of resistance - because she couldn't think of how to at least save her sister's life.

Even if it is to exchange your own life!

Lena's hand kept shaking, but her eyes were still calm.

However, the teenager, who made the wolf sisters extremely afraid, sat on the chair and looked at the ceiling in a daze.

Suddenly, the boy put down his legs like a gust of wind, suddenly stood up and knocked on the palm of his hand.

"... Oh! I see!"

Of course, Maka is thinking about the secret of "killing you with your eyes" in the blood of the basilisk, but the wolf sisters don't know! When he moved, the two girls immediately shrank back, and Lena held her sister tighter.

"Uh huh... You can try, but you have to wait until the next batch..."

After nodding suddenly, Maka lowered her head and easily untied Logan's control.

"Well, what do you think?" he asked casually.

Logan has long given up his intention to break free. In his opinion, he can't fight the boy - whether in terms of force or intelligence.

From the stealth attack at the beginning, to the short-range fast break, and then to waiting for the silly wolf cubs to come to the door

Although he didn't know how the boy did the last thing, everything seemed to be controlled by the terrible boy.

Now, it's meaningless to tangle with those. The only thing he wants to know is - what's the background of the boy? Is he black or white?

He said he was a black wizard, but even the werewolves who were not allowed by the magic world did not die, but were petrified; But he is a white wizard... Which white wizard will keep a group of eight eyed giant spiders with bloodthirsty nature and much more terrible than werewolves as pets?

And it still looks like a modified variety!

Anyway, Logan is going to listen to what he wants to ask first. After all, his secret is still very important.

"Ask what you want..." he thought about it and said helplessly.

"When did finriel greyback leave? Where is he now? And what was the specific situation when he left?"

Maka threw out all the questions she should ask, then sat back in her chair and waited for Logan to say the answer.

"Greyback has been away for a long time... If I remember correctly, it should have been nearly two years..." Logan recalled, "he didn't leave any explanation when he left. He didn't even mention it to anyone. We found that he was no longer in the stronghold the next morning..."

"As for where he is now... To be honest, I don't know. But he came back some time ago."

While listening, Maka analyzed the authenticity of these words and sorted them out together with the information she knew.

When logan finished, Marca nodded and said, "what did he look like when he came back? Is there anything different from before?"

On hearing this question, Logan obviously hesitated.

Maka asked thoughtfully, "it's a look wrapped in black gas, cold tone and no human emotion... Isn't it?"

"You know?" Logan stared in surprise.

Maka shrugged her shoulders and shook her head with a laugh and cry.

He guessed casually before, but he didn't expect to be guessed by him - the black dead man around Voldemort was indeed the werewolf fenril greyback!

"In that case, have you been in contact with Voldemort?" said Marca, reaching out and taking out a small magic medicine bottle from her waist and shaking it in front of Logan. "This problem is very important. If you want to make up a lie to fool me... I think I have to waste a bottle of truth spitting agent to force you to say."

As soon as Logan heard the name "Voldemort", his heart was shocked, and even his golden wolf eyes became brighter.

"I haven't been in direct contact with the mysterious man... But I know that greyback is now one of the Death Eaters working with Voldemort!"

Maka looked at him and took the vomit back into the potion bag around her waist.

What he wants to confirm most has been confirmed. Although Logan has never been in contact with Voldemort, he is a little sorry, but it doesn't matter.

So, next

Maka was trying to figure out where it would be better to pack the dozens of werewolves outside and take them back, but Logan shouted to him.

"Sir..."

Maka lowered her head and looked at Logan with questioning eyes.

"... I have something to tell you." Logan seems to have made up his mind and solemnly said, "... No, I should say, I have a request!"

"Beg?" asked Marca, raising her eyebrows. "Beg me what? Let you go?"

"No, as long as you agree to my request, I'll do whatever you want!" Logan shouted firmly.

"Let's talk about it first..." Maka waved her hand.

"Sir, there's something I want you to see before I say --" Logan took a deep breath. "It's at the bottom of the suitcase under my desk."

Maka looked back at the desk that had been broken into a pile of boards, waved her wand and found that there was indeed a medium-sized suitcase below.

"This chip box?"

He controlled the suitcase to float in front of him, poured all the bits and pieces on the ground, and found a flat box made of wood chips from the interlayer below.

This thing looks a bit like

Maka opened it and found a magic wand lying in the box - to be exact, it was an old magic wand that had already been broken!

Then Logan spoke in a low voice.

"Sir, this is the first wand of my life," he said. "And it's the last."

Marca felt as if she understood what he was trying to say.

"Are you a wizard bitten by a werewolf?" he asked.

"Yes..." Logan said in a deep voice. "To be exact, it's a half blood who has been bitten by a werewolf and is about to become a wizard. My mother is a Muggle and my father is a wizard..."

"In order to protect the young me, they all died... My father committed suicide because he was bitten... He didn't want me to be hurt because of him, so just before he changed..."

As he said these words, Lenny and Lena sisters sitting on the ground nearby stared at him. Especially Lenny, flashing in her eyes

Flashing angry eyes?

"So?" Marca glanced at Lenny and looked back at him. "You lurked into the werewolf group, trying to find the murderer and take revenge?"

But Logan shook his head reluctantly - his neck was only half active, which seemed very laborious.

"Probably! At the beginning, I really planned to... Or, how many can be killed."

He said, but sighed again.

"However, after tossing around in various small groups of werewolves for several times, I found that my concept of werewolves is wrong! Werewolves are not all bastards with vicious nature... On the contrary, most of them are forced to become werewolves."

At this point, he paused and said, "even if they are born of werewolf blood, they are not all evil. Like wizards and Muggles, they will derive all kinds of characters because of their growth environment and the education of their elders."

"Except for the time when they turned into werewolves, they are no different from ordinary people - they will be happy, sad, and even cry because of the casualties of their relatives and friends."

"Of course, there will be bastards like greyback who enjoy killing wizards and Muggles!"

"You're an asshole! You're a wizard! Bad guy! You -"

Lenny suddenly shouted, but she was immediately covered by her sister's mouth and could only make a burst of "sobbing".

But Logan didn't show any anger or sadness. He just raised his head with all his strength and looked at the sisters.

Marca noticed that his eyes seemed full of pity.

"Lenny... Didn't you ask me why I've always been so good to you?"

"... woo... Because you want to kill us!" Lenny struggled and finally took away her sister's hand covering her mouth and shouted with tears. "Lenny finally understands! You tried your best to gather the people who hate witches together just to wait until today! Lenny shouldn't believe you so much... Lenny shouldn't..."

As she spoke, she could no longer hold so many tears in her big tearful eyes, and drew a glittering tear mark on her cheek.

"... witches, it's all witches' fault! You not only killed Lenny and Lena's parents, but also all the creatures hostile to you! You're the evil guys, you're the bad guys!"

In LaNi's one sentence after another, Logan just sighed again.