Chapter 1433

Norman was not sure whether he could leave London alive.

Even as time went on, he was getting closer and closer to the edge of the fog, and there were fewer and fewer living corpses around him. However, due to the fighting along the way, the magic medicine for healing was completely used up before escaping from the fog area.

"Cough, cough..."

As he walked, there was another fierce cough. Norman held the trunk in one hand and covered his mouth in the other. The blood still with body temperature trickled down from his fingers to the ground.

Obviously, the damage of internal organs is too serious to be ignored.

However, once he had no medicine, and secondly he could not cure the spell. He seemed to have no other way except to continue to hold on.

In this way, the previous idea reappeared from his mind.

"I will also become... Cough, a living corpse?"

To tell the truth, after so many times of evasion, encounter, pursuit and battle, he may be the one who knows the living corpses best except halbo.

Just like Sirius, the discovery that the blind living corpse could not see things had almost become common sense on his side.

Not only sight, but also hearing, smell, touch and other things that should be possessed by living people are also useful to living corpses. If there is any significant difference between a living body and a living person, perhaps the former can "perceive living creatures in a certain range in a special way"?

If Maka was here, he might be able to further confirm that the perception of those living corpses is also aimed at the fluctuation of magic!

Of course, it didn't matter to Norman what the corpses perceived.

Because as long as he knows, it's best not to get too close to those guys - even if the other party hasn't found his existence yet.

"If you really can't live, at least blow yourself up before you die... I can't be like them. If Lottie meets her in the future, she will be sad."

Thinking so, Norman couldn't help feeling sad... He just wanted his daughter to be happy!

After all, she got rid of the abyss of the Witt family and had her own pursuit and new life. At least, she must be happier than him, who can't let go.

"Ah --"

Suddenly, Norman, who was thinking about what was behind him, was stunned, and then raised his hand to look at the suitcase he had been carrying in his hand.

At that moment, he collided with the eyes between the cracks on the side of the suitcase.

Because the sound was forbidden by his spell, there was no sound in it. Coupled with the hard running all the way, he almost forgot that there were these two children in it.

Now, at the moment when he met his nephew's eyes, he finally remembered why he ran away here.

Just... What kind of eyes are those!

In the child's eyes, fear and panic are no longer, and there is little pain left. At present, more is just a dead ash that is almost impossible to see in the eyes of children of this age.

But think about it, if you see your mother and uncle chasing yourself like walking corpses, the shadow that can be caused to his little heart must be huge.

"Cough... Vomit..."

With a crash, there was no dirty vomit coming out of Norman's mouth - he hadn't eaten all day.

What he vomited out was a big mouthful of dark red blood, which splashed directly on the ground.

But perhaps the accumulated blood was vomited out at one time, and he suddenly felt a little better. At least his chest didn't seem as uncomfortable as before.

After a slight pause, he propped up his body on the trunk and continued to walk forward with vain steps.

Consciousness became a little blurred, and everything in front of me seemed a little shaky, but it didn't matter. As long as you get to the intersection in front, go right and go straight to the through lane to the outer suburbs.

There are no living corpses here. Maybe he can make it through?

"Bang."

There was not much movement. Norman just tripped and fell on the road.

"The... Disaster that should... Die."

Since Charlotte was born, he hasn't said any dirty words, but now he can't help it. Don't say anything. Even if he is dead, he doesn't want to become a living corpse. In the final analysis, he must still want to live well!

His daughter has just graduated. Not long ago, he still wants to wait for his daughter to find the doomed person and go to the wedding happily!

When he was at home, he even thought about what to give his grandson or granddaughter.

But now, is he going to die like this? His daughter has lost her mother early. He doesn't want her to lose her father at all!

Thinking so, Norman put the tip of his wand into his mouth with great difficulty.

"Bang!"

I don't know when the silencing spell attached to the suitcase failed. The suitcase was pushed by the inside and made a little noise.

"Uncle."

"... huh?"

Norman, who was already vaguely trying to end his life, suddenly heard his nephew's call in a low voice. He finally opened his eyes, moved his head and looked at it.

Suddenly, he saw a small hand that was desperately trying to stretch out from the crack of the suitcase.

"Uncle, don't die... My brother and I will be good and obedient... Uncle, don't die..."

The big nephew, who was still smart, obviously understood what they were going through along the way and the desperate situation Norman was facing at this moment.

"Don't look, hide in it... There are many delicious food in it. Save some food. It should enable you to wait until you come to save your uncles and aunts -"

He said so, but Norman knew where anyone would come in in a short time. And even if there is rescue, it is extremely unlikely to let them notice a suitcase.

But the good thing is that hiding in the box can at least make the living corpses ignore the two children. They... Can at least live longer than themselves.

"Wait."

At the moment, Norman's mind was as muddy as a paste, but somehow he seemed to catch something again.

"Yes, in fact, maybe... At least... So."

The next second, Norman, who seemed to have made up his mind, clenched his teeth, forcibly propped up his body like a puddle of mud and dragged the suitcase to his side.