Chapter 1360

Marca was right.

At present, Haier Bo is far from seizing the devil's body. He was able to control the body step by step in front of Maka, which was close to the limit.

Unfortunately, for Maka, it doesn't seem to make any difference to guess right or wrong.

"Mr. Stewart, go!"

When Marka noticed that halbo's unique expression disappeared from his black face and a cold glow gradually appeared in his deep dark eyes, his first reaction was to leave here immediately.

Halbo's purpose is to drive them away from here. Whether it's the bluff at the beginning or the broken pot after finding that he didn't cheat Maka, it's a way to drive them away.

Because of this, Maka knew that whether she guessed Haier Bo's mind correctly or not, there was no difference in essence - she had to run anyway.

But this time, at least Stuart seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter. After all, the shadow magic he was proud of was easily exposed by Haier Bo just now.

Can he really hide in the shadow to avoid each other's attack?

Now, in the face of that sudden change of look, halber, Stewart is far from as firm as he showed at the beginning.

Therefore, when Maka reminded him, he immediately followed Maka's footsteps and ran quickly.

"Don't stop, don't stop until you leave the fog!" Marca said. "Concentrate on running and leave it to me."

I have to say, Maka's reaction is still very fast.

Just after halbo took the initiative to release his control over the body, the will of the real devil once again took control of the body. Although halbo's doing so will slow down his speed of seizing the devil's body, since he can't control his body for the time being, he might as well leave the task of driving away Maka to the devil.

But it was the sudden switch between the two in control of the body that Maka found out in time.

"Bang!"

Not long after Stewart ran away, the devil had completely taken over the body and rushed at a terrible speed towards Maka, who deliberately slowed down some steps.

The punch was dodged by Maka at the same amazing speed.

"Call God's guard."

Before leaving London, he had found this way of fighting that could at least delay time - when the Silver Eagle flew rapidly towards the other party, Maka took a little time to look back and confirmed that Stewart had run away.

"Fortunately, although this guy is stubborn, he is not a fool."

After whispering, Maka turned back and continued to seriously deal with the devil's attack.

……

Not long after Stewart left London and the fog, he saw another figure rushing out of the fog and rushing in front of him.

It was Maka who followed, and he certainly didn't look very good, because when he was just entangled with the devil, he was splashed with dust and gravel by several explosions made by himself.

"Mr. Stewart, are you all right?"

Fortunately, Maka, who has some coping experience this time, did not have the same hands as last time, and he was in good spirit after just resting for three hours. After escaping from another rather fierce battle, he was still in the mood to ask about Stewart first.

"I'm fine," Stuart said, looking at Marca, who was panting slightly. "And it seems that I should ask you that, right?"

"Oh, maybe!"

Maka patted the dust on her body, glanced into the fog behind her, and then gently shook her head.

"So, Mr. Stewart, I'm sure you've seen - that kind of guy can't handle it by ordinary means."

"Yes, although I haven't really tried it, I've understood it just from Haier Bo's words." Stewart said quite quietly. "To be honest, this is the first time I've seen people other than our family members know the secret of 'shadow magic' inherited by our family from generation to generation."

"I don't think I should be too surprised about this," said Maka, shrugging. "You know, Haier Bourbon is an ancient wizard, and your family's' shadow magic 'is obviously derived and inherited directly from a branch of ancient magic... It's not surprising that the guy will know."

Just then, Maka suddenly waved her hand and turned to say:

"Mr. Stewart, I think we'd better go as soon as possible! After you disappeared, your teammates were very worried. I'm afraid they should come to you by themselves later!"

"Really?"

Stuart nodded his head and then took the shortcut:

"Of course, but before that... McLean, we have come out now. Can we talk about the previous topic?"

Obviously, Stewart's heart is still thinking about meeting his relatives, and even the changes did not make him forget his original intention.

In a way, this guy is really big hearted.

"Well," said Marca, who could not help pausing, and then nodded reluctantly, "well... Since Mr. will talk to me about his life experience, it shows that you must have known my past?"

"I did know something," Stuart nodded. "I came from an ordinary Muggle family. I haven't been in contact with the magic world since I was a child, including your parents... At least on the surface."

"So --"

"No, listen to me first," interrupted Stuart. "And regardless of the past so long ago, at least I suspect that you are my son for other reasons."

At this point, he paused a little, and then went on:

"I don't know how much you know about my Stewart family, but I think I can tell you - one of my ancestors was Salazar Slytherin."

"Oh, yes, I know that for the time being," Maka nodded. "Your matrilineal expenditure comes from the Gunter family, which I have seen in the directory of the Hogwarts library."

"Yes," Stewart answered immediately, "and that's why... McLean, I have reason to doubt whether you are Slytherin's successor --"

"Hmm?" makaton was stunned. "Mr. Stewart, where did your doubt... Come from?"

Slytherin's heir? What are the jokes of the age?