To be honest, Maca flew a little recklessly today, because he felt like he might have to hurry.

It's dark in London, but it's still bright in New York. As Maca swept over the city with a Phantasm Charm, she caught a glimpse of a group of Aurors apparitions in the shadows of street corners.

Obviously, they have been busy during this time.

After all, the Silent Ones' ability to engage in destruction is still very strong. It's okay to say that if it's flying in the air, at most it's just a group of black fireworks. But if they wanted to cut through the walls, the Muggles would have a lot of fun.

“…… Oh, I remember, in the U.S. they were called 'No-Maj'? ”

Maka muttered casually as she raised her flight speed to another notch and headed straight for the north of New York.

His destination was in the Rivers Edge, New Jersey district, which was obtained from Joshua's mouth.

It didn't take long for him to turn upside down, and after grasping the magic book at his feet, he jumped directly into the air and landed far away on some bare lawn.

The more enchanted a building is, the more likely it is to spread complex mana fluctuations. If he hadn't paid attention, Maca wouldn't have been able to find it all at once, but now he had gotten an approximate location from Joshua.

As he approached the ground, he instantly swung his staff down beside him, and a majestic updraft quickly counteracted his falling speed.

And when Kankan landed smoothly, he walked straight ahead of the empty space.

"I think this is it."

Maca stretched forward her left hand, which was not holding a staff, and groped through the air. After a few minutes, as if he had grasped something, he gently pumped it out.

Immediately, he took a step forward without hesitation, sinking into an invisible barrier like a fish in water.

In fact, it would definitely be faster to use some brute force methods, but in fact, Maca also needs this barrier to help him cover up, so that the American Aurors don't come too quickly and affect what he has to do.

After entering the barrier, the lawn in front of him, which was empty, immediately became a small private manor with a small footprint, but it was quite luxuriously decorated.

"There's quite a lot of spells in place......," Maca said to herself, as she stepped over the iron fence in front of her, sensing the big house inside, "It's not too much trouble." ”

In this manor, not only are the buildings solidified with defensive magic, but even the front garden has a lot of warning spells. It's just that in Maka's opinion, none of these spells are out of the normal category, and it won't take too much effort to break them.

At present, the other party still has hostages in his hands, and he doesn't want to alarm people because he is too rude. What if someone threatens him with the girl named "Zoe", then is he doing it? Or is it better not to do it?

“…… If it really gets to that point, let's talk about it! ”

Maca pointed the staff in her right hand at the iron fence door, and in an instant the door opened silently as a wave of magic vibrated forward.

He looked left and right, and after a moment's judgment, he stepped forward.

It was in the few steps that Maca had advanced that his entire body began to enter a rather rapid Animagus metamorphosis. After only three or four steps, the huge body suddenly shrank into an inconspicuous hummingbird, and flew into the premise.

Although the warning spells in the garden are quite intricate, the silk threads and symbols made of magic are quite clear in the range of maca.

That's right, whether it's clever analysis or forcible destruction, it's a means of breaking in. But in addition to this, there are also selective ways to avoid this way.

Maca's Animagus form is surprisingly small, and it is capable of hovering in the air with extreme stability. Except for a few of the spells that existed in the form of "faces", he could almost just go straight to them.

No matter how familiar you are, it will always take time to crack them, but avoiding them can save you some time from these time-consuming steps.

But I saw that the little hummingbird was jumping up and down in the garden left and right, although occasionally it would pause for tens of seconds or a minute or two, but most of the time it was constantly flying forward.

It wasn't long before Maca came to a window on the first floor of the manor.

After he reverted back to his human form, the staff was lightly tapped on the window frame. The moment the spell was quietly broken, the window suddenly opened, and he nimbly rolled over and slipped in.

Once you're in the house, it's much smoother, because no one puts too many spells on a room that you need to move around all the time.

After recovering her with a phantasmagion charm, Maca walked briskly down the hallway.

It seems that there are quite a few people left in the house, because he can actually sense those rather unusual magic fluctuations. But most of them stayed in the room—some together, some only one or two.

Maca didn't know why the old wizard Lenny was so distributed, but he knew that those strange magic fluctuations must have been silent.

And the two people he was looking for, one was an ordinary witch named Zoe, and the other was a dark wizard named Lennie. This meant that he only needed to find normal mana fluctuations.

It's obviously not difficult for him, is it?

Maca walked around the house, and he didn't see any of the silent ones controlled by the old wizard, and every corridor seemed a little empty.

Obviously, those people were in the room, but no one dared to go out of their room casually, which showed that the old wizard's control over them was still very solid.

"It took a lot of thought, didn't you?" Standing in front of a descending staircase, looking at the darkness-drenched underground floor, Maca muttered to herself, "It's not surprising that after preparing for so long, you naturally want to do a good job." ”

The vast majority of powerful dark wizards also have their own beliefs. It's just that this belief always deviates from the order, which leads to all kinds of disasters.

Although Maca disagrees with their intentions, her firm belief is still worth affirming.

Since you have chosen your own path, you can only believe that you will stick to it, and the scene ahead of the magical journey is usually unknown.

To blame, and only to blame them for going the wrong way from the beginning, that's all.

Maca paused to raise her guard a little more, and quickly raised her legs and walked into the darkness below the stairs.

It was a zigzag staircase, and after a few turns, there was a faint glow below. When Maca walked over a platform again, he saw some low-light torches propped up on the stone wall on the side.

The flames on the torches were a cold blue flame that still swayed slightly in the windless underground. Maca knew that those magical flames were so swaying because of the flow of magic.

From the direction in which the flames swung, it seemed that there was something interesting hidden underneath, constantly absorbing the magic in the air, forcing them to flow in the same direction.

Maca turned her head to look at the flames, but she didn't stop at her feet, and soon stepped into a long corridor underground.

From this point on, the number of spell traces began to increase dramatically. Maca walked forward cautiously, at first unraveling a few traps, but then simply turning into an Animagus form, passing through the gap in the corner.

There are very few rooms on either side of this corridor, and it takes a long distance for a stone door to appear. Behind those stone doors were mostly empty rooms, and Maca cracked several doors in a row, and then didn't bother to continue to open them.

Come to think of it, this is only a second stronghold after all, and the old wizard had just moved from the mirror space of that monastery not long ago, so naturally he wouldn't have used all the places so quickly.

"Huh?"

Maca, who was flying forward, suddenly stopped in mid-air, and when he sensed the space in a nearby stone door again, he released his Animagus form.

And in the next second, as if he no longer intended to hide his presence, the staff in his hand slammed towards the stone door.

"Boom!"

A powerful shattering spell burst out, completely shattering the thick stone door to smithereens, destroying all the enchantments attached to it.

As the stone chips flew, he walked in through the dust, and immediately caught a glimpse of the slender figure with his hands hanging in the air.

Other than that, there was nothing else in this underground chamber.

"Judging by her clothes and appearance, it should be the Zoe that Joshua described, yes, it's just ......" Maka stepped forward quickly, reaching out, "...... Sure enough, the magic collapsed and died? ”

With a flick of his staff, a black skull slammed into the woman, but easily passed through the other's body and dissipated behind her.

“…… There is no help. ”

Maca frowned, thought for a moment, and then turned and walked out.

As Dumbledore said, don't show too much pity for the dead, because those who are still alive need more help. For now, he had to go to the source of the anomaly that caused the flow of mana as soon as possible, and maybe he could get something out of it.

To put it bluntly, even those silent people here are not bad guys, what he is looking for is just the culprit who caused all this to happen.

But the moment he reached the door, a strange wave spread from the depths of the corridor outside. The magic in the air, which was already flowing into it, suddenly exploded at this moment.

“…… What's going on here? ”