Chapter 1853

Eric broois, the current owner of the broois family, has taken over the huge first wizard family in France from his father in his youth. It can be said that everyone knows it in the upper society of the whole French magic world.

In his whole life, he has never compromised on anything or anyone.

But today, facing his only daughter, Willie, who is also the love of his life, he felt that he could only admit defeat.

"Willie, Dad understands... Whatever you want to do, just do it! Anyway, in dad's heart, Mr. McLean is still trustworthy, although... I can't understand what he has done now."

Blova had been sitting in the church hall for several days. He had eaten nothing except some dry food and water he had brought with him.

Next to him, Willie sat there for several days, and the father and daughter were separated by several empty seats.

However, these empty seats made Bulova feel as if he were miles away from his daughter - this was the first time he felt that he might not actually know his favorite daughter as he thought.

He had thought that Willie was a slender and weak girl.

In the past ten years, because of the blood curse and seal, Willie spent a lonely and helpless childhood. She had no friends, no laughter, or even sadness - for more than ten years, if brova himself, he asked himself, he couldn't live.

Therefore, blova always felt that he owed his daughter.

As the owner of the brova family, he can give his daughter the best clothing, food, shelter and transportation, the most free life, and the school, classmates and teachers she wants.

But he can't give his daughter the most common smile that almost everyone can have.

So he felt without authorization that his daughter had always lived in a life close to despair.

But it's no wonder he guessed so selfishly. After all, Willie didn't talk much before. Even if he wanted to ask, Willie might not want to say.

But he didn't know that Willie didn't actually feel too painful.

Indeed, it is not a good thing to have no friends since childhood, but people often have strong adaptability. Just like Willie, it doesn't matter if she gets used to it. On the contrary, she likes to keep company with all kinds of plants.

For her, even during the period when the seal was lifted and returned to normal, the most comfortable time was actually taking care of the garden in the atrium of brova fort.

Brova also didn't know that in Willie's heart, she never regarded Marca as a "benefactor" who saved herself, but a friend who could make herself feel very comfortable together.

Yes, Maka is her best friend, so... When her good friend needs herself, of course she wants to help! Just like when Marca tried her best to help her.

"I don't understand what Marca is doing." suddenly, Willie finally turned her head and looked at her father seriously. "But it doesn't matter. I just know that he needs me to stay with him and do something small for him from time to time. That's enough."

"You child -" brova stared at his daughter's face and looked at it carefully for a while. Then he shook his head and sighed, "OK, ok... I know, I know."

"Thank you, Dad."

As Willie said, she immediately pushed open her chair, stood up, and walked inexplicably to the door leading to the corridor.

"Willie, where are you going?" asked blova hurriedly.

"Go make food," Willie stepped back. "Dad sat here for several days and didn't eat much. I'll make it for you."

"Ah?" Boulevard said in surprise, "can you cook?"

Looking at her father's disbelief, Willie opened her mouth, finally turned sharply and walked quickly into the door. A few seconds later, brova heard her daughter's voice coming from the corridor:

"Wait for me here."

A moment later, some stunned brova said to himself in a little surprise:

"Madam, if only you were still there!"

……

"Phillips."

Suddenly, Sarah woke up from a long dream, murmured the name and sat up from bed.

"Wake up?"

Maka was still sitting in the armchair not far away, just like before she fell asleep, which made her wonder how long she had slept.

"Mr. McLean, are you still here?"

"Of course I have to stay here. This may be a new life for you, but it is also a very important research for me." Maka smiled and said, "now it seems that I have gained a lot."

"Really?"

Sarah said, subconsciously touching her face, followed by some doubts and said:

"But how do I feel that there seems to be no change?"

"Yes!" Maka nodded. "It's right that the feeling hasn't changed, because this attempt failed - thank you for giving me a great reference sample."

"What! Failed?"

Sarah looked disappointed as soon as she heard it. She looked at her hands somewhat helpless. After a few seconds, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"No! McLean, this is --"

"Well," Marca shrugged her shoulders and said with an apologetic smile, "I lied to you just to try the effect... It seems that the effect is good."

"You..."

Sarah stared at him for a long time. Then she closed her mouth and said seriously:

"Marca, thank you... Really."

"Oh, I said no, we're just using each other." Maka waved her hand and then said, "by the way, you may still have some deficiencies in negative emotions, but there's no way in a short time. Because the power behind the black door may be complete, but what I have is only two branches."

"In other words, do you have to wait until you master all the rules of the soul?" Sarah asked.

Maka immediately shook her head and said:

"I may not be able to do it in my life."

"It's all right, so I'm very satisfied," Sarah whispered, feeling the subtle change in her heart. "So let me say thank you!"

"I said no, that's no," Marca suddenly stood up and pointed to the stone vat in the middle of the room. "You'd better help me finish this first than thank me. I think it has grown almost in recent days."