"Kent fell?"

"Yes, halbo detonated the army of corpses, and the fog swallowed up most of Kent... Although the scope has not been actually confirmed, since the explosion center is Canterbury and more than half of the sea area of Dover Strait is covered by fog, it is not difficult to see the scope of the fog."

At present, Maka is sitting in a slightly old sofa, quietly talking about the current disaster and situation with lupin, Kingsley and others opposite.

As you can see, the furnishings here look a little old - old leather sofas, badly worn round tables, all kinds of sundries piled into walls wrapped in kraft paper, and the burnt bronze candlestick.

Because these are things that have been used for a long time.

In fact, this is the "back" of the previous warehouse. It is a magic warehouse of the brova family in Calais. No wonder things look so old in terms of the history of the port warehouse used for trading.

But now, it has been provided to Maka as a temporary refuge by the brova family. After a short rest and counting the number, most of the asylum seekers have to move to a safer place again.

At this moment, everyone else is basically resting - everyone has tightened their nerves for several days. Suddenly, they relax, and drowsiness and fatigue surge into their hearts. Naturally, only a few people can hold up until now.

And to be honest, Maka is also very tired

Well, rather, he may be the most tired of all. But he knew that he was not ready to sleep.

"Kingsley, go to sleep first! You have to talk to the prime minister and the queen early tomorrow morning... Although we have explained the current situation on the phone just now, we still have to say it face to face."

Maka persuaded Kingsley, who was sitting diagonally opposite, and soon nodded and left the warehouse. He turned his eyes to another person opposite.

"Lupin," after a little consideration, Maka continued, "I'm afraid you'll have to work harder! At present, I want to take this place as an outpost... You know, most of the asylum seekers will leave here early tomorrow morning, so before that, the team to stay here to monitor the situation across the sea will have to be settled first."

Lu Ping felt heavy when he heard the speech.

Obviously, the team in charge of this so-called "outpost" must have patrol missions. Even if they do not need to enter the fog area and only patrol around the area as they did at the beginning, the risk will not be much lower.

However, it is obviously impossible not to arrange people to stare here just because of the danger.

"I see," lupin thought about it and finally nodded. "I'll carefully consider the list of candidates - before dawn."

When Maka saw this, she waved her hand and said:

"Relax, this' outpost 'should not have as much pressure as you think - the fog on the sea is not far from the coast, but there is still some distance. If I were halbo, the inland erosion force must be simpler and more efficient than crossing the sea directly, isn't it?"

Maka knows that maybe because Haier Bo seems to have been targeting their power for a long time, it has brought an illusion to everyone that Haier Bo is going to kill them all!

But in fact, halbo is probably only targeting Maka.

Next, Maka will leave France when someone from brova Fort picks up the asylum seekers early tomorrow morning. At that time, halber's sight will probably leave France with him.

No way. Although Haier Bo is strong today, he is still on the way to accumulate strength.

When he finally touches the rule of death... Even after he has mastered the Rune of the rule of death, I'm afraid it's time for him to really start "Rage".

Moreover, under Maka's calculation this time, Haier Bo was also seriously injured.

"But," Marca continued after thinking for a while, "On the British side, we must have no choice in Kent... It won't be long before the fog area will be filled with all kinds of living corpses. But in addition to Kent, there are other places in Britain. As domestic wizards, we can't ignore it... Let alone we have a cooperation agreement with the prime minister and the queen."

"That's what I say, but what should we do?"

Seeing lupin frowning and meditating, Maka could only smile bitterly.

"To be honest, I don't know..." he picked up the cup on the table, drank a mouthful of cold tea, and then leaned hard against the old sofa, "Let me think again! Although I still have some clues, I still have to think about whether to do that... I'll talk to Kingsley when he comes back! On the Muggle side, I also want to see their 'real' attitude towards the disaster, magic and wizards."

"Yes."

Looking at Lupin's nod and promise, Maka finally couldn't help stretching, then yawned and said:

"You've made a list of this outpost, so take a break! There's still work to do tomorrow!"

With that said, Maka also stood up, walked step by step to the door of the warehouse, and soon opened a crack in the door and left.

Lupin looked at his back as he went out, and then sighed gently - he knew that many things had not been solved, and Maka would not sleep tonight.

"It's not easy to relax for a while, alas..."

……

Marca heard Lupin's sigh, but although he was sleepy, he was really restless to sleep.

Slowly walking out of the warehouse used as a temporary meeting room, Maka looked around. It can be seen that there are several larger warehouses not far away, and in the distance is a misty white.

These warehouses actually exist. They are located on the "surface" and are even filled with all kinds of Muggle goods. However, in this "back", it is now used as a temporary collective dormitory. At present, the asylum seekers are basically resting in it!

Maka walked gently between several warehouses, thinking about all kinds of urgent matters to be handled and all kinds of questions about Haier Bo.

Of course, there may be something more urgent that is coming.

"The plan can be said to have failed, but it can also be said to have succeeded... At least in terms of the results," Maka murmured.

"Tomorrow... Tomorrow night..."