Chapter 1086

"Marca, can you save Christine... Please, save her! If she dies like this, what's the point of my living... Marca?"

Looking at Charles' full pleading, Maka knew that this was the state that the man endured all the way to the present outbreak.

In order to hold on to Maka's hope, he put aside everything in his mind, so that he could not think about the reality that his wife had died for the time being.

Now, Marca, who represents hope, has come to him, which makes the grief in his chest can no longer be suppressed, and suddenly gushes out.

However, Maka shook her head in embarrassment.

Can the dead survive?

In some cases, the answer to this question can sometimes be yes.

Because people have different definitions of death, it can be divided into several types. For example, the heart stops beating, or the brain stops working, which was once one of the criteria for Muggles and even Wizards of a certain period to judge death.

As for Maka, his judgment of death is based on the state of the soul.

In fact, from the moment Christine's eyes touched the eyes of the basilisk, her soul was destroyed under the rules of death.

In other words, from that moment on, her death has "begun".

Once the death rule begins, I'm afraid there is no possibility of reversal except the time rule.

But the rules of time?

When Maka thought of this, she subconsciously turned back and saw another figure coming this way - the windbreaker wizard, didn't she come here to seek a moment of "reversal"?

In order to save the whole Hogwarts, he tried again and again using the time converter, and experienced hardships that ordinary people can't imagine.

And that was when only one "variable" existed.

Now in addition to him, there is another time and space traveler here. In this situation of two "variables" at the same time, he simply can't and dare not challenge the majesty of the time rule.

Because he knew that only one person walked on thin ice. A careless person, even himself, will be lost in the long river of time. At that time, he won't know how to die.

As the saying goes, the more you know, the more you can realize your ignorance. Even the research on the Runes of the second level rules is only half done. Where does he have the confidence to touch the rules of time at will?

However, looking at Charles's pleading expression and Christine's lifeless face, Maka's heart is really uncomfortable.

As soon as he saw the couple, he would think of the three people playing trident attack together. At that time, the two predecessors really took care of him as an excellent newcomer.

From the usual training to the cooperation on the field, and then to the high five celebration at the victory. Without them, there would be no "scoring maniac" in Hogwarts, and the nickname has been handed down to this day.

To be honest, without this friendship, Maka would not go out of kingaron to help them open any magic drugstore after they graduated.

After a moment of silence, Maka could only slightly close her eyes and whispered:

"Sorry."

He couldn't see Charles' eyes because he knew that the possibility of keeping Christine alive was not zero. But unfortunately, with his current ability, the chance to seize that possibility is pitifully small.

If you can't catch it, no one can know the consequences.

"Sorry..."

Maka apologized again. Even for Christine's death, his apology was worthless.

"I can't do it."

Not "I can't save her", but "I can't" -- Marca stood in front of Charles, carrying the cruelty of reality, and gave his choice of answer.

After all, at this point in time, there are still many things he needs to do.

"... Maka."

Charles stared at him for a long time without knowing what he was thinking. But in the end, he nodded powerlessly, and seemed to accept the fact that people can't come back from death after all.

Yeah! Even a great wizard like Dumbledore is now sealed in an ice coffin for people to visit. Why does he think Marca can save his wife who died in the Basilisk?

Charles didn't understand the words "death is just another great adventure". At the moment, he only knows that people are very small in front of death. No matter how powerful people are, they can't shorten the distance between life and death.

Charles, who was deeply distressed, paused in place, but had to put down his sadness about his wife's death again, and let the two children float in front of Maka.

"This girl is my cousin, and the other should be her classmate or friend..."

When Maka heard the speech, she opened her eyes and looked.

"Muggles?" as he spoke, he began to check the physical state of the two children. "It looks like poisoning, but there are no wounds... Where did you find them?"

While asking, he took out the medicine from his waist and took out several bottles in a row.

"It should be a sewer," Charles forced himself to calm down, but his voice was still shaking. "There is a basilisk. Christine is... Because of it..."

"Well, I see."

Marca could understand Charles' psychological state at this time, so he quickly interrupted him and didn't let him hold on so much.

"Sewer... Is it gas?"

There are many subtle differences between Muggle's body and wizard, but on the whole, the difference is not big. With a little flexibility, Muggle can be treated with magic medicine.

Of course, this will certainly have high requirements for the healer.

After tossing several potion bottles around for a while, two potions were poured into the mouths of the two children by Maka. Soon, Candice and Kevin's faces improved slightly.

"Please help me take these two children to the school hospital! They still need follow-up treatment... Oh, yes! They are Muggles. Remember to remind Mrs. Pomfrey at that time."

After turning around and talking to the brova Castle wizard standing aside, he didn't care whether others understood it or not, so he directly handed over the child to each other - anyway, the one who knew English outside was listening, so he didn't have to worry about it.

After this explanation, Maka turned to Charles again.

"What can accommodate the activities of the Basilisk is the sewer system in London?" he said. "Take Christine to the castle first! I'll go to London now..."

Even if he can't get Christine back to Charles, he can at least help them revenge. What's more, he knows the origin of the snake monster well.

"I'll go too."

Cold, the familiar hoarse voice sounded from the rear, making Maka's action pause a little.

"Is that ok?"

"Well," Maka said without looking back, "come if you want!"

The next moment, Charles watched them walk out of the school door one after another, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

……

Not long ago, along the Thames.

The Thames River was shining in the afternoon. Even if London was still cloudy at this time, it didn't rain at all. The roads on both sides of the river come and go, and there are many Muggles on the sidewalk, moving forward at different paces.

London, once a heavily polluted fog capital, has now become a livable city.

Originally, it was a good idea to take a walk here in this good weather, but the things she had just experienced made Maka not in the mood to enjoy the scenery by the river.

With a heavy heart, Maka and the windbreaker walked along the river for a moment.

In fact, the London sewer entrance is not difficult to find. Soon, they synchronized into the dark and deep underground world.

To tell the truth, as long as you know the snake monster is hidden here, it's the difference between sooner and later to find it.

Once inside, Maka immediately released his eight eyed giant spider and asked these little guys to find the location of the Basilisk for him.

I watched a large number of spiders crawling around each other in the waterway. After a while, he and the windbreaker also followed and walked slowly to the deep.

If he could detect the remaining magic traces of the Basilisk first, he might be able to find the big guy who destroyed life all over the world faster.

Just

I remember last time in France, halber was with the basilisk, and this time it's hard to guarantee that they are not in the same place. If Haier Bo is really here now, how to deal with him will also be a difficult problem that we have to face.

There is no doubt that nowadays Haier Bo is becoming more and more difficult to deal with, and it is some time since they met last time. Maka doesn't know what the other party's current state is.

Of course, if it's just a head-on fight, he won't worry about losing with the windbreaker wizard. But at present, London is above their heads, and the existence of Muggles has become a yoke that can not be ignored. Once the war starts, it will undoubtedly be on their side.

Maka thought to herself and walked forward with the windbreaker wizard step by step. As they moved away from the entrance, the surrounding became more and more dark. When they passed a corner, even the close waterway wall was submerged in the shadow.

In this seemingly boundless darkness, they didn't use any light to illuminate, only two overlapping footsteps echoed in the sewer, especially clear because of the incomparable silence.

I don't know how long later, when they were walking in a rather wide passage, Maka suddenly stopped and turned her head sideways.

"Wait," he said. "Two little guys are back. I think... They may have found something."