Chapter 401

Long white blond hair flutters in the air as if it had no weight. The soft and delicate skin flows the soft light like a bright moon under the slightly yellowish light, and every inch emits the smell of temptation.

In this strange bar with soothing music, the petite and charming woman attracted the eyes of most guests, but she continued her introverted publicity without paying attention.

It's a beautiful baby. It's the focus everywhere. Even if it can be seen that she has paid considerable attention to propriety in such a crowded small bar, but her own talent still makes the atmosphere in this small space beautiful and moving.

Maka leaned sideways against the corner of the bar in the depths of the bar, with one hand supporting her cheek and the other hand gently resting on the bar. After playing with it for a while, she would act as jingaron, who would pay for wine.

This is a wizard bar in New York City. Unlike London, American wizards do not often gather on the whole wizard Street specially built.

Perhaps because of the history of this land, although the opening of the American magic world has a fate that can not be ignored with Britain, the races here are richer than those in Britain, and the way of getting along among various races also has some subtle characteristics.

Just sitting in a corner of the bar and watching quietly, Maka has a little understanding of this.

The bartender in this bar is a house elf, but it can be seen from the dialogue between him and the guests that although he still seems to be more or less cautious in nature, he is more reserved and polite as a waiter.

Across the bar, between the small round tables similar to the three broom bar in Hogsmeade village, several human races with different shapes are mixed with male and female wizards. Although it seems that there is still a long way to go from "harmony and harmony", it is worth Maka's nod and praise even if she can squeeze into a bar and laugh and scold and throw away the joys and hardships of life.

To tell the truth, Marca really doubted whether the guy with wet cloth robes wrapped around his body and several clusters of dark green fine hair leaking out of his head was a mermaid climbing up from the bottom of the lake!

You know, the wet robe on her body is still dripping with water!

From the data, we can find some records about mermaids, saying that they can really breathe on the water. But if she could live ashore in a world without water for how long, Maka was completely unknown.

He sat quietly in a corner of this secular bar, his eyes drifting back and forth among the surrounding people, trying to find a suitable object for him to choose intelligence.

Just then, his cuffs shook slightly. Xiao Ba, hidden in his sleeve, climbed along his arm to the fingertips, and the mouthpiece clicked several times.

"Oh, would you like some snacks, too?" Marca glanced at it, then turned his head and shouted at the bar. "Please give me two pieces of bread, thank you."

"Yes, sir."

The house elf who was serving a wizard immediately bowed slightly to him.

Before long, the croissant bag dotted with snow-white powdered sugar was put on the plate and floated in front of Maka. He picked up one and gently tore it open, scattering some bread crumbs on the bar table.

Xiao Ba immediately jumped down from the back of his hand and ate with relish.

"Oh! What an amazing little guy... Did you raise it?" as soon as Maka put down the bread, someone volunteered to come up, "... Do you mind if I sit next to you?"

"Of course not," Marca gestured to the other party with her glass. "Please help yourself."

"HMM... what kind of little guy is this? I seem to have seen him somewhere, but I can't remember..." the other party spoke quickly and seemed quite familiar. "In short, I'm sure it's not the Greiner's grey gland venom spider - although it looks a little like... Ah, does it always close its eyes?"

When Fang Zheng looked at Xiao Ba eagerly and kept talking, Maka was staring at her.

Yes, this is a woman with short curly dark brown hair. The clothes she wears look very casual. Although there is a unique beauty in the beautiful appearance, the tone of speech is wanton.

For Maka, who looks like a young wizard, she doesn't care at all.

"... well, beautiful lady... I'm afraid it's not suitable to talk about Xiao ba. After all, I heard that the law of the United States prohibits the random breeding of magical creatures." Maka chuckled, "but it seems that you have done a lot of research on these little things?"

"Ah! Sorry..." the other party smiled apologetically. "I don't have many hobbies, but I've always been obsessed with magical creatures. I was rude just now... By the way, you are" this is really... "Maka shook her head with her.

Although I got some relevant information by accident, the amount of intelligence contained in it is too small. Nevertheless, it is always good to have a clue.

Sirius should be in this area. Although we can't find it for the time being, the scope becomes smaller, and the possibility of finding it will increase greatly.

What the woman who seems to be a female reporter said is enough as a backup clue.

"I'd like to ask you a question." Maka asked, as if remembering something. "Does this bar lead to anywhere else? Such as the wizard shop street selling goods?"

"Do you want to buy anything? There's nothing here, but a little further west, there's an entrance to Jackson Trade Square - most of the students of ifamani shop there, but there aren't many daily necessities, mainly shops for magic learning and research."

"Oh... I'll go and have a look later. Can you talk to me in detail?"

In this slightly noisy bar, the two chatted casually, which seemed very inconspicuous. But no one thought that the big spider that recently caused public opinion in the American magic world was now lying on the bar eating the crumbs of croissant.

As for its owner, he is a young wizard.

No, maybe someone has noticed——

In a corner behind Maka, two wizards who refused to take off their scarves in the room were staring at the bar table beside Maka's elbow intentionally or unintentionally, with a certain gloomy smell in their eyes.