Chapter 1985

"But in fact, what I care more about is... Mr. brova, you also fought with the enemy in person. You should understand that what is most needed on the front line is still the top combat power in the magic world after all..."

"Yes, for example, only a wizard as powerful as yourself can have a confrontation with the enemy from the front. This is not my differential treatment. You know, I'm just telling the truth - ordinary wizards are difficult to support in front of those preliminary advanced corpses, aren't they?"

When Sarah said these words, her expression was still very casual. After all, it didn't matter to her. With her ability, she can stay in any corner of the world, and she never has any burden to help Hermione and them. Naturally, everything doesn't matter.

What I have to say is just to experience more human and worldly sophistication and repay Maka's kindness - even Maka didn't explicitly ask her to do anything to repay her soul.

Therefore, when talking about these at this moment, she is really calm, like a complete outsider.

"How's it going?" Sarah looked at brova. "I'll be back at Granger camp in Cherbourg soon. Will you go with me then?"

"Father, we --"

Before Mr. brova spoke, Willie spoke first. But before she finished, Mr. brova put down his fork, waved his hand and said:

"Willie, didn't Mr. McLean say that? He told us to wait for him here."

Yes, that's what Marca said at the time, and she arranged a task for Willie. For Willy, Marca's words are undoubtedly very important, and will even become one of the main directions of her life and action as the case may be.

Therefore, Mr. brova's words really came to the point - they were enough to persuade Willie to give up running to Granger camp.

"Well," sure enough, Willie nodded when she heard the speech, "yes! Marca asked me to stay in busbarton, so... I can't go."

"Mr. McLean is always right," brova nodded slightly as he saw his daughter. "Many facts have proved this time and again."

For the time being, whether he really said it because of Maka's words or not, at least, his words obviously contain some other thoughts.

At least he always felt that he and Willie should stay away from Britain and had better not get involved in it for the rest of his life.

On the other side, however, after seeing this scene, Sarah grinned again with the corners of her mouth - a smile that even made people feel quite cute because of her never changed childlike appearance.

But in fact, she just enjoyed the conversation more and more.

"Oh?" she took a sip of juice and moistened her throat, and then asked with great interest, "miss brova, speaking... You seem to have mentioned it before when we had tea. I don't know what Mr. McLean specifically wants you to do in busbarton?"

"Hmm?" Willie was still regretting that she couldn't see Hermione and them. When Sarah asked, she came back to her senses. "He just asked me to help him choose someone to inherit a share of power... Oh, it has nothing to do with busbarton. We're just waiting for him here - he said he's coming back here. We've made an appointment."

"Oh, I really can't break the appointment, especially Mr. McLean."

Sarah nodded clearly. Although she was concerned about what Willie said about "selecting and inheriting power", it seemed that there was no need to ask too much.

After all, what she lacks is not power, but the experience of human emotions and ideas.

After a little meal, she suddenly seemed to wonder:

"But did Mr. McLean say that Mr. brova had to wait in busbarton, or was he asked to do something?"

"No?" said Willie almost without hesitation. "I'm the only one to look for a candidate. I didn't say anything to my father."

"Oh, so it is."

Sarah even blinked, and then she didn't hurry to go on. She just turned her head and looked at Mr. brova, as if she wanted to see what he was going to say next.

However, when Sarah led Willie to say this, brova already knew what the result would be - he didn't even have to look to know that there must be a sudden expression on his daughter's face at the moment.

"Father -"

"I see," Boulevard shook his head slightly and said helplessly, "I will go to this counter offensive."

"Well, Hermione, it's not easy for them. We have to help," Willie said naturally, and then added, "by the way, comfort Ginny and Ron for me! The death of their brother Percy should be a great blow to them."

Anyway, she used to be classmates. Even if Willie hardly talked to them at school, she simply dropped out of school and stayed at home. But Marca's friend, isn't that her friend?

"Well," Boulevard nodded when he heard, "I'll pay attention."

If it were someone else, even if it was Marca, blova would not promise so soon. But once his daughter opened his mouth, he couldn't refuse.

As the head of a large family, Mr. brova never lacked the necessary opinion of the head of the family; But as the father of a daughter, no matter how many opinions he has, he has to stand aside, because he always feels that he owes something to Willie.

"Then you'll stay in busbarton... Just think about the task assigned by Mr. McLean."

When brova told her so, Willie nodded decisively again.

"Of course, um... And my flower field, they are equally important."

"Oh, yes, that's right."

As long as williken stays in a safe place, he can feel much more at ease as a doting father. But even so, it would be better not to leave my daughter.

"I'll be back as soon as possible."

Looking at Mr. brova's instructions to Willie, Sarah finally sipped her mouth with satisfaction. By the way, she picked up a large piece of fresh and delicious chicken with her fork and stuffed it into her mouth.

Until then, she turned her head vaguely and said to Mrs. maxim, whose eyes were already full of surprises:

"Madam, busbarton should have a lot of alchemical materials in reserve? I don't know. Can I borrow some?"

"Yes, yes! I'll take you to the warehouse in a minute. Just pick it up at will!"

Mrs. Maxim said very forthright.