Suspicious everywhere, and deliberate everywhere. What happened these days seems to be intentionally or unintentionally leading everyone to the depths of the mire called "uneasiness".

Every step forward, I don't know whether I will face the field covered by mud or the abyss that will devour everything mercilessly.

However, the speculation about the true identity of the Lord of the living corpse seems to be a dimly visible light. Even if it flickers left and right, it is still the only beacon that gives Hermione and others the courage to step into the swamp and guides them to move forward.

"When a friend has obviously stood on the opposite side of us, we still can't give up the trust we once had in him - although such deep and firm feelings are touching, they may not be sad. After all, this level of trust has often become a kind of 'expectation', and the emotion of 'expectation' is only when a person is gradually changing It comes after losing self-confidence. Although it sounds good, it's definitely not a good thing. "

Early tomorrow morning, we will set out with the Lord of the living corpse to pursue the trace of the devil and fight together. Before facing another fierce battle, adequate rest is obviously indispensable. Therefore, even if we still have a lot of questions in mind, we didn't get together to discuss for too long, and soon went back to our rooms.

Naturally, there are many rooms in Buckingham Palace. Originally, Hermione and her party had arranged a room for each of them. It's too insecure to spend the night alone in such a place. Of course, it's impossible for everyone to break up completely.

Finally, Hermione decided to share a room for three people and take care of each other at night.

At present, Safina, Hannah and Sarah are divided to rest in this room. Because there are only two beds in a room, Hannah and Sarah are sleeping in the same bed. Fortunately, Sarah's size is relatively small, and lying with Hannah doesn't seem so crowded.

It was Sarah who just said that. Because she didn't need sleep, she didn't mind keeping a vigil for Safina and Hannah. Just seeing that Safina across the street couldn't seem to sleep, she naturally opened her mouth and said a word.

"'expectation of others is lack of self-confidence '? It sounds reasonable... What about you? Do you have no trust and expectation for Mr. McLean?"

Safina knows that what Sarah just said is definitely not herself, because the reason why she stood up against the disaster is different from others. If Hermione and her family are trying to save their relatives and friends, and even the whole world, the reason for her action is just to fulfill a promise.

Maybe there will be some complicated feelings about Marca McLean in that unequal transaction, but it is not great goals and deep emotions that drive her to act.

In the face of this terrible disaster, she will not place a lot of hopes on Maka from the bottom of her heart like Hermione and other little friends from Hogwarts.

Similarly, for some more thorough reasons, Sarah's attitude towards this series of powerful enemies such as corpses, demons and halbo is obviously more calm and even indifferent.

"Me?" Safina asked herself. Saraton shook her head, "In fact, I still don't care what the world will become. At present, it doesn't seem to have much impact on me, so it's not about trust and expectation... If I have to compare them together, I think I should prefer you human beings! Therefore, no matter what McClain plans to do, I will still stand on my side Granger is on their side. "

"Well," Safina said casually after pulling the quilt edge to make herself more comfortable, and then looking at the dark ceiling, "Well, at least we are in the same direction for the time being... Mr. McLean asked me to help Granger and them end the disaster. As a deal, I promised. Now, whether he has changed his mind or not, I will still act according to what I promised at first."

At this point, she paused a little and added with a little hesitation:

"Besides, I'm still a 'man' all the time. I'm not a corpse or a devil... Isn't it?"

When she said the last sentence, her tone seemed to wander, as if she was using this sentence to confirm her true intention, or just making her idea more firm.

The voice dropped a little, and they didn't speak at once. They just lay in bed and fell into some slight meditation. Their breathing was very shallow. Only Hannah, who had already fallen asleep, inhaled and exhaled quite hard, and occasionally said two dreams with a nasal voice, which was vague and unclear.

Sarah reached out and pinched her nose, looked at her subconsciously opened her mouth, seemed to feel a little funny, and smiled. Her eyes at Hannah were a little like old elders looking at a child, but they were different.

"That's right," Sarah said again as she looked intently at Hannah's sleeping face, "Since we are all ready to stand on Granger's side, should we also take the initiative to help them do something they may not be able to do by themselves? For example... If you can't sleep now, should we secretly meet the 'Lord of the living corpse' and confirm something for Granger in advance?"

"Are you sure we can do it?" Safina stared at the ceiling without looking at her side. "In case of bad luck, I don't think we can retreat all over - you know, almost all my strength is given by McLean."

"Although I didn't say much, in fact, at least half of my alchemy strength now comes from some of his help."

Sarah said and shrugged. She looked like Maka once. She just lay in bed and did this. It seemed a little clumsy and strange.

"But," she continued, "If we don't figure it out as soon as possible, I always think we won't have a chance to figure it out. Granger, they may be too affected by emotional factors and blinded by many hesitations and hesitations. I think at this time, someone needs to do something more objectively and decisively... Either wake her up and let her do it, or... It's up to me Let's go for her! "