Chapter 1410

When Maka asked about the plague curse on the second floor, but didn't get the answer he wanted, he jumped down the broken stairs alone after two or three minutes at most.

As for what happened upstairs after that, no one knows.

Well, at least for the time being, no one knows.

"Well?"

As soon as he landed, he seemed to think of something. Suddenly, he turned back and looked into the mess of stones. It was this look that finally made him see who the figure lying on the floor was.

"Is it... Ron?"

Suddenly, he subconsciously looked around. After confirming that there were no others around, he crossed the bricks and stones on the ground.

On weekdays, Ron is easy to recognize - even if it's just his back. In other words, the Weasleys are actually easy to recognize.

Because they all have iconic red hair.

But now, because Ron's head has just experienced the baptism of an explosion, it has already become a blackened mass, which makes Maka distinguish it from a long time ago.

It was not until she got close and saw the magic wand falling at her hand that Maka finally realized who the man seemed to have no signs of life.

The next moment, she saw Maka bend down and turn the other side over with a slight frown.

“……”

Maka looked at the face that couldn't recognize its true face, so she squatted beside him and stopped. Looking at his expressionless face, she didn't know what she was thinking.

But just then, he suddenly felt a sudden tightening in his heart, as if something was pulling in the depths of his soul.

"Hiss -"

He clenched his teeth, took a gentle breath, then stood up, turned his head and looked behind him.

"... Haier Bo."

……

Ron didn't know when he lost consciousness or when he began to regain consciousness.

All he knows is that he only feels pain all over now.

Especially between the whole head and neck, the burning pain is mixed with an itch deep into the bone marrow.

However, he couldn't move at all. He couldn't even lift his eyelids, as if he had lost control of his body.

A few minutes passed... Well, maybe more than ten minutes, or even half an hour. Because in the incomparable pain and itching, he could not make a more accurate judgment of time.

However, after a period of time, a very vague voice of dialogue suddenly sounded in his ears, where he could not hear anything.

Who's nearby? One... No, two!

"Help me! No matter who it is, help me! This pain and itching... People can't bear it at all. It's too painful -"

He couldn't stop shouting, but he couldn't speak.

In fact, it's just that you can't speak. But I don't know why, he can't even breathe or feel his heart beating, but he seems to be still alive - the reason why he uses the word "seemingly" is because even he is not sure whether he is still alive or not.

"Yes, I remember... I fell down the broken and collapsed stairs, and then... I was directly hit in the head by an explosion curse of the black wizard?"

The two hazy voices of conversation were still echoing in his ears, because he could hardly hear clearly, and he was too lazy to listen again. And because of the pain, he tried to find something to think about, hoping to distract his attention and alleviate the pain.

But the more he thought about it, the more frightened he was.

"Wait, so I'm really dead?"

No one can answer an explosion spell with his face without being prepared, even if it is better than Maka. So it is reasonable that he has no possibility of survival.

At the thought of this, he could not help but feel a chill in his heart. Then he suddenly thought again:

"Well... Since I can recover my consciousness, it means that I will become a ghost like 'almost Headless Nick'? Well, I forgot to ask him. Is the process of becoming a ghost so painful?"

However, while he was thinking, the pain on his head seemed to be gradually alleviated unconsciously. Unfortunately, the terrible itching continued, and became more difficult after less pain.

But it was at the same time that Ron suddenly found that the voice of dialogue in his ears had changed from hazy to clear. Before long, he finally heard a clear sentence:

"... you can't hold it here. Go back immediately and take at least one person. You must know better than me who to take."

"'can't hold on '?'Take at least one person'? Who is the person talking? Who is the person talking to him? What do you mean?"

To tell you the truth, Ron heard that clearly. But the problem was that he could hear every word clearly, but when the words were lined up to form a sentence, he couldn't understand it at all.

But there was no hurry, because the next moment, he heard another man's voice.

"It's not very difficult to take someone away, but... Are you sure you want me to give up everything in front of me and leave from here?" the voice said, "there's no way to delay for another period of time?"

Ron listened silently, but the more he listened, the more something was wrong. After a moment of careful discrimination, he finally understood where the "something wrong" in his heart came from.

"That's Maka! It's Maka's voice, absolutely right!"

Once the idea came to his mind, Ron heard it and felt that his judgment was accurate. But who is Maka talking to? Who does the other party want him to take?

While his heart was gradually filled with doubts, the dialogue continued:

"No, it won't take long - I can't stop that guy if he wants to leave before I really control this body."

"I see. When I finish talking to you, I'll go back to the camp!" Maka's voice said, "so, halbo, do you have anything else to say?"

Halbo? Why... No, it should be "how is it possible"?

In this conversation between the two, even if Ron is stupid, he can hear the harmony. And... Are there any "deals" between them?

However, Ron couldn't even open his eyes. Naturally, he couldn't confirm their identity at all.

"Well... What's the matter with me and the conversation between Maka and halbo?"