Chapter 1583

Nothing happened all night.

Under the panic and struggle of recent days, the tranquility of this night may be called "luxury". Even Maka, who still stayed up all night and sat in the shabby sofa all night, felt the taste of peace in the past after complicated thinking.

When a rising sun slowly rose in the East and gradually lit up the wharf through the banded clouds in the sky, two carriages, one big and one small, flew from the south at a high speed.

"Oh, are you coming?"

Maka, who was rubbing her forehead in the warehouse, suddenly put down her hand, subconsciously looked up and stood up with the armrest of the sofa.

……

"Bang!"

The big carriage, like a small house, was obviously not as smooth as the first pony when it landed. The wheels bounced twice on the ground of the wharf before they fell to the ground completely.

After a while, the horse's hoofs stopped kicking a little, and the cart finally stopped behind the previous car.

"Lord brova, have you come here yourself?"

When an extraordinarily tall woman walked out of the huge carriage and led a dozen wizards to stand in the open space of the wharf, they saw that the low-key and luxurious carriage in front also gently opened the door, and a middle-aged man dressed in luxury and imposing walked down after a modest old man.

"Regardless of the disaster across the Strait... After all, this time Mr. McLean officially came to France for a temporary residence. Of course, I have to meet him personally in order to show the sincerity of my brova family."

Although the other party's words seemed to regard the whole of France as his own territory, Mrs. Maxim really couldn't say anything.

Because in French magic, this is almost a fact. Whether it's inside information or strength, brova fort is really a dominant company in France, which is undoubtedly rare in the magic circles of other countries.

Just as the two sides stopped at the wharf to talk casually, Maka's figure finally appeared at the warehouse and walked towards them.

"Mr. brova, Mrs. Maxim... Good morning, everyone. Thank you for coming here early this morning!"

"Good morning, Mr. McLean."

Seeing Maka coming this way, blova and maxim immediately welcomed him together.

"If there were not some things to be prepared overnight, my master would have wanted to go to Canterbury to help last night!" the old housekeeper followed Mr. brova and smiled at Maka. "And miss them, if the master didn't deliberately hide these things, it's estimated that they could sneak out of the house..."

"Oh, listen to you, I really miss them!" Marca shrugged and apologized, "but... I'm afraid it's really going to cause you trouble!"

"Mr. McLean, look what you say," Mrs. Maxim said softly, shaking her head gracefully and in a tone that didn't match her figure. "This disaster, at least, involves the whole of Europe. Even more importantly, it's a major event that the whole world needs to pay attention to!"

Mrs. maxim is naturally telling the truth, but the actual situation is still complex after all. When countries have not faced the most direct threat, in fact, most countries will only wait and see first.

Not to mention the distance, not even the countries closest to Britain, which is the "hardest hit area", are at least half just biting their teeth while preparing and watching secretly!

Moreover, the face of the magic world has been gradually revealed in front of Muggle society because of Haier Bo's big action. The contradiction and chaos between Muggles and wizards will also be a very thorny scourge.

But at present, this contradiction is only entangled under the water and has not really been exposed.

"Mr. McLean," said brova, who had always acted forcefully and directly after greeting Maka, "I've made several blocks available for pure wizards for asylum seekers - it's obviously not safe here. It's better to move there as soon as possible."

With a gentle wave of his hand, the old housekeeper nodded at Maka and rushed to the warehouse area to make relevant arrangements. Seeing this, Mrs. Maxim immediately asked the wizards who followed her to come with the old housekeeper to help.

At the latter's invitation, the remaining Maka, blova and maxim boarded the two huge carriages and sat down at a table inside.

Brova and maxim came here to accept asylum seekers from Britain. Second, they naturally wanted to discuss Haier Bo's actions with Maka as soon as possible and learn more about Haier Bo's strength.

Although Mr. brova did have a fight with Haier Bo, he only fought with Haier Bo who did not recover his strength at that time. Not to mention, now that guy, even maybe, has surpassed his peak state.

The three have a lot to talk about. In the carriage, they drank cup after cup of tea, and the faces of blova and maxim became worse and worse.

Even if the brova family has investigated the confrontation between Maka and Haier Bo, how can ordinary spies know the root of it with their strength beyond the conventional scope.

For example, in the fog shrouded area, since the complete fall of London, there are few people who can come out of the fog alive.

"... in a word, it's better not to let go of the combat power in your hands, because it's almost a deal that has no return. At present, Haier Bo should at least not extend his hand to France... As for the problem of inland Britain, to be honest, I'm still considering it."

Maka took another sip of tea. After putting down the cup in her hand again, she continued:

"At present, both the Muggle prime minister and the queen have gone to a secret place in the north, and the royal family is probably unstable. Later, at breakfast time, I will ask Kingsley to go there and talk to them face to face - some things can only be really decided by their attitude."

Wizards and Muggles have their own strengths and, of course, their own ideas. Even if the conflict between the two sides is not obvious to some extent, in the face of all kinds of disharmony in mutual cooperation, both sides need to consider it more carefully.

"After all, even if we can make up our mind to coexist peacefully, the essential contradiction between magic and technology still exists, and no one can ignore it."

After saying this, Maka was trying to change the subject, but suddenly he seemed to notice something and turned his head slightly.

"Wait a minute, guys. I'll go out."