Chapter 1220

Why?

Why... Why... Why!

Why are you so desperate to protect me? Why can't I even move a finger at such a critical moment? Why is it not me who fell in a pool of blood now?

Yes, I see now. In fact, you have always been right.

I am too stubborn, too arrogant and too stupid. I shouldn't insist on helping Marca; We should not think that as long as we work hard and carefully, there will always be success; We shouldn't just run to Maka with inner impulse, make things known to everyone, and finally become a living target.

What "we have the power to help Maka"; What "Marca is too tired. I hope I can at least share a little for him"; What "not for Maka, but for your own future"

And you are right, Luna - if I had understood your idea earlier and stopped this meaningless step earlier, maybe today would not have happened from the beginning.

So Luna, I know I'm wrong, you... Can you open your eyes and look at me? Just like when I dozed off in class, suddenly woke up and vaguely told me that there might be pudding or avocado salad for breakfast tomorrow?

No, even if you can open your mouth and scold me!

Hermione has actually moved, but she seems to be numb. After she was handed over to the windbreaker by Maka, she leaned there so rigidly, her eyes staring at Luna's face.

She saw that Luna's face was full of blood, and her long light blond hair, which was originally soft and light, was mixed with dazzling scarlet.

But there was no pain on Luna's face. She just closed her eyes slightly, looked like she was sleeping normally, and even had a soft and calm smile around her mouth.

Looking at that face, Hermione seemed to forget everything. She could not hear what halbo said before leaving, nor could she see any changes around her. Even the existence of Maka could not make her look away from Luna for half a second.

Even though, tears had long blurred her vision.

Until suddenly, a clear and loud voice finally pulled her back from infinite confusion and self condemnation, and then she saw the slightly red palm marks on Maka's face.

What is going on? Yes... Did she slap Maka?

Obviously, there seems to be only one windbreaker wizard who is closest to Maka here except herself. As for pansy, he had already retreated to the corner since just now, and now he was also in a daze.

When Hermione saw Maka's lost eyes, she finally vaguely understood why the windbreaker wizard slapped her.

"Ma... Ka..."

Hermione suddenly found that her voice had become very hoarse.

……

On the other side, Maka was still silent.

In fact, the slap of the windbreaker wizard just made Maka stop the useless action in her hand. It didn't make Maka completely recover.

Because that question still circulates silently in his heart.

"Luna, is she really dead?"

Maka doesn't know, or he doesn't want to think at all - even if the reality at the moment is falling in his arms, warm, soft, but with some unexplained heaviness.

Therefore, he allowed the problem to rise and fall in his heart, but refused to think about it.

However, this actually means that Maka has long understood everything in front of him. He is just lying to himself and dare not face it.

There is no doubt that Maka is essentially a coward, which has never really changed.

However, Maka, who couldn't wake up with a slap from the windbreaker wizard, raised her head slowly because of Hermione's hoarse call.

"Hermione..." he blinked and suddenly said, "are you okay?"

It can be found that Maka almost subconsciously asked her. Although his mouth was moving, his eyes still had no focus.

"I --"

Hermione couldn't answer Marca's question at all. Although she did not have a serious physical problem, Luna's affair almost made her out of breath.

But even though her eyes were full of tears, she still took a deep breath:

"I'm fine, Marca... I'm fine."

At the same time, Hermione straightened up with some difficulty on the ground. After a little grateful to the windbreaker wizard who had been holding her, Hermione moved a little to Marca, who was still a little dull.

Then Hermione stretched out her arms and gently gathered Maka into her arms from the side. She didn't say anything comforting, just gently hugged Marca and let him lean quietly on her shoulder.

At this moment, Hermione's every move seemed to add a bit of Luna's quiet feeling - it was gentle, plain, inexplicable and full of maternal flavor.

To tell the truth, Hermione didn't know where Luna's contradictory character came from. However, after much contact with Luna, I gradually understood that if Luna should do so at this time.

"That's right," Hermione whispered to herself, gently hugging Marca's shoulder and arm, putting her chin in his hair. "If it were you, I wouldn't want Marca to be what she is now. Although we always have one way or another, I must be the same as you."

By now, Hermione no longer thinks about whether she likes Maka more or Luna likes Maka more. Because she understands that there is no more tangled meaning and value

It has to be said that Hermione is really like Luna's calm and gentle side. The temperature from her seemed to melt Maka's almost frozen thoughts a little bit, making his brain finally work again.

A moment later, Maka's eyes moved slightly and saw several strands of brown hair hanging from her head. It always has some curly long hair. Who would it be if it wasn't Hermione's?

"Hermione?"

Although he had talked to each other just now, in fact, he didn't realize that the warmth wrapped around him came from Hermione's arms until now.

And it was at this moment that Maka suddenly remembered something.

Yes, Hermione's embrace - it's a very familiar feeling. He remembered clearly that he had never been held by Hermione, so where did this strange sense of familiarity come from?

It's the book of sin!

It's not the one he uses to record the sources of evil, but the "original version" he gets from his future self.

In that book, he recorded a series of diaries about his tragic future, and finally returned to the past.

It was in those diaries that Hermione mentioned that when the whole Europe was in a terrible disaster, Hermione took care of Luna wholeheartedly for five years.

Although the diary only used the sentence "cheeky pretending to be crazy and stupid" to describe herself in those five years, Maka now knows that such a heavy blow is really unbearable for him as a coward.

At this moment, thanks to those diaries full of despair and awakening in the book of sin, his completely different experience in recent years, and Hermione's hug, he didn't completely give up thinking and sink like in the diary.

Because the original book of sin and the past of saving Hogwarts from the desperate situation caused by the devouring mirror made him think of a very important thing in an instant——

"Yes, that's right..." Maka suddenly shook Hermione's trembling hand tightly and suddenly said, "there's a way! As long as the time rules are still working normally, there must be a way to recover!"

"Marca?"

Seeing him suddenly talking to himself in a firm and clear voice, Hermione was afraid.

She was worried that Maka was beginning to be mentally abnormal because of the heavy blow she had suffered.

However, Hermione suffered as much even in her heart, and even had an indelible self reproach. But even if it's just for Luna, she should keep close to Maka and let him get better gradually.

"Maka, calm down... With your intelligence, you should be able to understand. Luna certainly won't want to see you become like this because of her."

"You know, she is a girl who loves to laugh - no matter what happens, she is happy every day. I believe she will hope that you will not be blindfolded by sadness and pain like her."

"Maka -"

"Oh, no, it's not like that," Marca quickly grabbed her other hand and took her to sit in front of her, with a serious face. "I know what you're thinking, but... Look into my eyes, believe me, I'm fine."

Hermione, who was kneeling beside Maka, was dragged by him and immediately sat down on the ground. But her weak legs didn't affect her at all. In the next second, she suddenly met Maka's line of sight.

At that moment, Hermione saw that there was no more that kind of absent-minded ashes in Marca's eyes, and it really showed a clear and profound feeling as before.

"Really?"

"Yes, of course," Maka nodded. "I've thought of it. In fact -"

Just as he opened his mouth, he suddenly gave another meal and shook his head as if he was aware of something.

"No, I'm sorry. In order to ensure a greater success rate, I can't go on... But please believe me! And then..."

"Hermione, thank you just now! Your arms are very warm."