The current situation is actually deadlocked.
Up to now, although Maka calls the previous evacuation operation "strategic retreat", it can not cover up the fact that London can not be surrendered.
At the same time, Haier Bo certainly can not be regarded as the "winner" at this stage, because he turned over the ship in his plan and was punched in the head by the devil he summoned.
Therefore, if you have to say, as far as the result is concerned, the two are only tied at most.
Well, maybe Haier Bo will have a better chance of winning in the future. After all, once the devil's body is obtained, Maka may no longer be his opponent.
However, that's the devil's body. Can it be easily obtained?
It is precisely because Maka has already fought with the other side that he knows very well that even with Haier Bo's strength, it is not easy to do it.
Now, under the same night, halbo in the fog of London and Maka next to the campfire in the refuge camp sighed almost at the same time.
"Marca, what's the matter?"
Maybe it's the relationship that I thought too much just now. Maka looked hesitant as she sat there. When Hermione saw his expression, she couldn't help running over and asked with some worry.
"Hmm? Oh, it's all right," Maka shook her head and smiled at her. "Don't worry. Just relax before going to bed tonight! According to Lupin's speed, I think we should start soon. It's time for us to start worrying when we get to the new block."
"But --"
Hermione looked at Maka's face reddened by the campfire, looked at the warm smile on that face, and it took a long time to swallow the words stuck in her throat back into her stomach.
"All right!"
She looked away from Marca's face and put her eyes back on the little friend who was still noisy over the campfire.
Fred and George were holding their new wife, playing a guitar of an asylum seeker and dancing a strange Spanish flemingo. Ron was holding his arm by his father, Mr. Weasley, shaking left and right lovelessly, and was also dancing.
Such scenes can be seen everywhere around the campfire - everyone seems to want to put aside their troubles through a happy dance, even if the dance steps are disordered, but just be happy.
It has to be said that among all the people dancing, Luna must be the most "conspicuous" one. Because I don't know where she found a Muggle doll suit, she put it on herself after dinner and dressed up as a huge, fluffy groundhog.
Seeing the giant groundhog running and jumping around the campfire with two big teeth, Hermione could not help but rejoice in her silence.
Luna said she would help her find one before! But fortunately, she couldn't find the second set.
"Hermione, to be honest, I think that doll suit suits you better!"
"Hello!"
Maka teased her coldly, which made Hermione blow her hair, turned her head and gouged out at him.
"I've straightened my teeth, okay?"
"Hmm?" said Marca with a smile. "I'm talking about the color of the doll's suit - you see, its fur and your hair are brown, aren't they?"
“……”
Hermione pursed her mouth and glared at him again, then angrily turned her head away.
"Hum!"
"I'll get something to eat - would you like a drink? I can bring you a drink as compensation for what I said wrong just now."
"... honey and lemon juice," Hermione said angrily.
"OK, OK."
Maka shrugged, then got up and walked to the table on the other side of the campfire.
Through the crowd in the middle of the open space, he found that Ginny, who had just dragged herself to dance, had disappeared. But even without Ginny, his journey was never smooth.
Maka first smiled at Ron in his distress like eyes and silently said that she couldn't help him - Ron couldn't escape until Mr. Weasley's interest dissipated.
After that, Fred and George, who were dancing with his wife, saw him go. They both let go of their wives and dragged his arms from left to right instead of tap dancing. Of course Marca didn't make trouble with them - he was tired enough today, but he didn't have the energy to dance any more.
At the next moment, no one noticed how Maka did it - Fred and George, who were still holding his arms left and right, unconsciously hooked up with each other, while Maka in the middle had bypassed the campfire and went to the other side in the sight of everyone's surprise.
"Oh, Marca! Hey... I need you to do me a little favor!"
As soon as she walked through the crowd and came to Maka at the table with all kinds of food, she suddenly heard Luna's voice ring from behind. When he looked back a little, he saw the huge groundhog running towards him.
"Help?" he wondered. "What's the matter?"
Luna was all wrapped in her doll's clothes, and she heard her say in that stuffy voice across the thick cloth layer:
"Your deformation is good. Help me make it more lively!"
"All right!"
Maka smiled indifferently, and then immediately shook her fingers at Luna's doll suit. Suddenly, I saw that some drooping clothes immediately seemed to be filled with cotton and became a lot richer.
At the same time, Luna's facial features with a groundhog on her head became more three-dimensional, her eyes became flexible, and her bones turned around. The little ears flicked gently and the slightly flat tail swung by itself, making the whole doll suit seem to have life.
"Is that all right?"
Luna could not see these changes, but when she saw Maka nodding through the marmot's mouth, she waved to Maka with great satisfaction.
"Thank you! I'll show you now -"
Watching the giant groundhog come and go in a hurry, Maka couldn't help smiling again. Then she turned and continued to pick up the food on the table.
"Alas! I don't know how she came from such a good state of mind... But although it's a little out of tune, a smile is always better than a sad face at this time."
With such a murmur, Maka couldn't relax as thoroughly as Luna. Maybe everyone can relax now, but he and helbo are the only people who can't relax.
"Well, why don't you have something sweet..." he couldn't help muttering.