Although everything in front of me was like a dream, when the magic medicine in Maka's hand suddenly dropped, the inexplicable pain was unusually real.
At this moment, when Ernst finally understood his situation, he became more and more confused about the reality.
"This... Oh, shit! That's me? So... What happened to me?"
However, just when the real Ernst endured the severe pain and felt deeply overwhelmed, the "fake Ernst" who somehow took control of his body had obviously tasted the power of Maka's bottle of magic medicine.
At present, Alexander naturally had no sleep. He looked at the "ENS" who was being hooked by Marca's neck and cried in pain. He didn't know how to react for a moment.
But obviously, Marca doesn't have time to care about him.
"You say you're erns? All right! Then 'erns', let me ask you - would you like to experience the feeling of letting my bottle of lava medicine pour down from your head? Or would you like to tell me the truth?"
"Hiss..." the other party was strangled by Makale, savoring the still unresolved pain on his arm, and quite gnashing his teeth. "I said, I'm really Ernst Taron... What truth do you want to hear?"
"Of course, pick what I want to know!" Maka frowned slightly and said faintly, "for example, what's the relationship between you and that guy Haier Bo? Did he ask you to find a chance to start on me?"
However, after hearing these two questions, the fake Ernst immediately shook his head and said:
"What does it have to do with Haier Bo? Oh, I want to say that I have nothing to do with him. You must not believe it? Unfortunately, that's the truth! As for what I want to do to you, it has nothing to do with him - I do it as soon as I want. What's the problem?"
"Zila -"
The other party had just finished, and another drop of liquid medicine called "lava potion" by Maka dripped cold again. In a scorching smell, the other party covered his arm and howled again.
At the same time, the real Ernst floating over it also felt the burning pain.
"Damn... Ah... Damn!"
Because there was nothing he could do about it, Ernst could only curse in a low voice and glared angrily at the unknown figure who arbitrarily occupied his body.
But now, the "fake Ernst", who has suffered two strong burns in a row, obviously has no strength to challenge and ridicule him as at the beginning.
But Maka won't be soft hearted because of her pain.
To tell the truth, he has had problems three times and four times during this period. Now even he has exhausted his magic because of overdraft, and his patience has been exhausted.
If it goes on like this, even if he has more backhands, he can't cope with halbona's calculations that are impossible to prevent openly and secretly.
"You should be able to understand that I need a reasonable reason - like what you say, 'do it if you want to do it', do you think this explanation can convince me?"
Looking at the ferocious "ENS" with a painful face in front of her, Maka seemed to shake her head in disappointment. Although he did not have the strength to cast magic for the time being, he did not lose his original strength at all. Especially after he had no emotion, his rational thinking made him better understand what to do in this case.
But he soon found that even if there was a deadly threat, the other party had some momentum of stubbornness.
"Then how else do you want me to explain?" he saw the other party very upset and said, "didn't you ask me to 'tell the truth'? Do I have to admit that I followed Haier Bo's orders to trouble you? Or, just admit to you that I am actually Haier Bo himself? I -"
As he kept talking there, he stared closely at the medicine bottle in Maka's hand, as if he was afraid that Maka's hand would shake and a third drop of medicine would fall on him from the mouth of the bottle.
Therefore, when Maka's hand moved slightly and was about to drop another drop or two to give more warning, he immediately subconsciously closed his mouth.
However, he did not expect that the expected severe burning pain did not appear.
Just when he was wondering about it, Maka didn't know what she thought, but suddenly put the medicine bottle in her hand on the bedside table.
"Alexander, give him a whole body bondage spell - with all your strength."
"Ah?"
Alexander, who was stunned to the present, did not immediately return to his mind. After a little pause, he hurriedly raised his hand, which had already held the wand tightly, and waved it accurately.
"All Petrochemical!"
Seeing that the so-called "feines" was accurately hit by Alexander's binding curse, she fell back stiffly in an instant. Maka pushed it in sequence and directly let it lie obliquely back on the hospital bed.
After the spell, Alexander seemed a little relieved. Maka, who sat back in his chair, asked carefully:
"Professor, what's the matter with him?"
"I also want to know!" Marca said plainly. "In fact, I was still wondering if halbo had found another hand and tried to plot against me through Ernst. But now it seems that the matter is not so simple."
While Maka said this, the real erns did not receive the influence of Alexander's whole body bondage curse. At the same time, he listened to his explanation of the sudden change just now.
"In my experience, he really didn't lie - that is to say, he might not know if he was Ernst!"
"McLean, what are you talking about? I'm here. It's just a fake!"
When the real Ernst heard Maka say that, he couldn't help but retort loudly. However, Maka still didn't hear any other voice, let alone he knew his anxious heart.
Of course, Marca stopped the idea of using potion interrogation, which is undoubtedly great good news for Ernst!
After all, the kind of pain that really feels like being touched by magma is not a wonderful feeling.
However, at present, neither Ernst nor Alexander have understood what Maka thinks.
"Is that guy Haier bo... On purpose?"
Maka didn't say this. He just whispered in his heart.