Chapter 1830

"Safina! Safina... Mr. McLean, this... What the hell are you doing to her?"

Ursula looked at her sister lying in the middle of an array, anxious to pass, but she couldn't even break away from the arms of an alchemy doll by herself. After struggling for a few times, she finally turned her head and looked at Maka next to her.

"Don't worry, I said, Safina is not in danger."

Maka stood at the edge of the rune array with the doll holding Ursula and Sarah controlling the doll. Hearing Ursula's question, he still said calmly:

"In fact, I made a deal with your sister. I helped you solve your physical disability, I gave her another strength, and then I asked her to help me do something - as you can see, she agreed."

"Well... Don't you need to ask my opinion?" Ursula said loudly. "What's the matter with disability? I've been like this all my life and don't need to change - I don't want to! McLean, did you hear that? The deal is invalid. You're going to let Safina go!"

Ursula was even hysterical when she said these words. Regardless of another Sarah around her, she lifted her hood with her only intact hand and stared at Maka.

To tell the truth, the way she stared at Maka was as scary as a ghost climbing out of hell.

"Look at me! McLean, I'm so ugly! But you know what? I'm willing - I use this appearance at the expense of Safina's ability to live well and happily... Don't you think what you're doing now is a bit of putting the cart before the horse?"

"So I won't agree! End all this and at least let my sister go, ok... Ok... I understand that it's all my fault. Can't you let me do this' deal '?"

As she spoke, Ursula choked again, but her damaged lacrimal glands couldn't even secrete tears. She just stared at the terrible eyes, in which there was not only resentment, but also sadness and supplication.

Unfortunately, Maka, who was standing not far away, still looked at her calmly. There was no panic or disgust in his eyes when he saw Ursula, just as when they first met.

Then Marca shook her head gently.

"Sorry, No." he said frankly, "you are not Safina, nor can you replace her - just as you awaken the prophetic power in your blood, but your sister Safina doesn't. her soul strength is actually higher than you. Therefore, she can bear and accept the power I give, but you can't."

"So..." Ursula heard what he said, and then suddenly said, "so even without me as a bargaining chip, you will never give up Safina... Is that right? Because you have been eyeing her from the beginning?"

Maka listened, but she was silent a little, and then nodded after all.

"I really can't deny that."

"You --"

Ursula could not keep even the minimum calm when she heard this. Regardless of her incomplete body, she struggled with all her strength, as if she wanted to jump to Maka and bite him.

Seeing this, Maka had to wave her backhand, and suddenly made Ursula faint in the shock of her soul.

"Mike... Ryan..."

That is, while Ursula fainted, Safina in the center of the formation in front of him suddenly trembled. Although she was still unable to move, she was still conscious. She knew exactly what was happening around her.

"Your sister is too excited. I just let her rest for a while! Don't worry, I will finish what I promised you, and your sister won't have anything."

Speaking of this, Maka suddenly turned her head to Sarah on the other side and said:

"This is Miss Sarah hornheim. She can shape a complete and suitable body for your sister, and I... Will help your sister transfer her soul to her new body. It won't be long. When you successfully master the power I give you, your sister should be able to come and give you a hug."

A moment later, Marca and Sarah left the back hall again with Ursula who fainted. Maka stood slightly outside the closed door, looked at Willie who was waiting for him outside and waved:

"Take Ursula and find a room to settle down! Remember to send someone to watch."

"OK, Marca."

Willie nodded, took Ursula, who had temporarily lost consciousness, from the doll's hand, and walked out step by step. Maka looked at her back and gradually left her sight. Then she stopped for a while. Then she turned and looked at Sarah standing here with him and said:

"Did I look like a 'bad man' just now?"

"If you look at it from the surface with the common sense of the world, it must be a 'bad person'." Sarah nodded her head without hesitation. "And it's still a despicable act of using weakness and family affection to coerce a girl into submission. It's very bad!"

"It seems so," sighed Marca. "What if you look at it from a different angle?"

"How do I know?" Sarah shrugged. "I don't know what's inside, so I can only see it from the surface! What do you say?"

"Yes!" Marca smiled bitterly and shrugged her shoulders. "I'm a mean villain."

He said so, but he still didn't seem to have any meaning to explain. He stepped away and went out. Unexpectedly, after only two steps, he suddenly felt a slight chill in his left hand - Sarah took his palm coldly.

"When on earth can you start helping me repair my soul? If you don't finish it for me first, I won't help Ursula do justice!"

When Sarah said this, she grabbed his hand and ran out first, jumping and jumping as she ran, looking like a real child.

There was a faint flash of gratitude in Maka's eyes when she looked at her back, but then she shook her head and walked along:

"Sarah, I just feel like I'm being dragged forward by an old lady who pretends to be tender - can you understand this feeling?"

"McLean."

As soon as Sarah heard this, she stopped immediately and threw his hand aside. And her face, which had just hung a pure smile, had now returned to her usual coldness.

"You know there are some things you can't say to a lady... It's not anger, it's taboo."

Then she turned and left alone, leaving only Maka with a subtle wink on her face.