Norman was not very sure about whether he would leave London alive.

Even as time passed, he got closer to the edge of the mist, and there were fewer and fewer living corpses around him. However, due to the battles experienced along the way, the healing potion was completely used up before escaping the fog area.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

As he walked, there was another violent cough, and Norman held the trunk of the tree with one hand and covered his mouth with the other, and the blood still with body temperature trickled from between his fingers to the ground.

Obviously, the damage to the internal organs has become so serious that it cannot be ignored.

However, he had no potions and no way to heal spells, so there seemed to be no other way than to keep going.

In this way, the previous thought resurfaced from his mind.

"I'm going to become...... Ahem, a living corpse? ”

To be honest, after so many evasions, encounters, pursuits, and battles, he is probably the one who knows the living corpses best, except for Helmao.

Just like Sirius, the blind living corpse they had observed was invisible, and it had become almost common sense on his side.

Not only sight, but also hearing, smell, touch, and other things that living people should have, are also useful for living corpses. If there is any significant difference between a living corpse and a living person, it is probably the fact that the former can "perceive living creatures within a certain range in a special way", right?

If Maca was here, he might be able to further confirm that the perception of those living corpses was actually also for magic fluctuations!

Of course, what the living corpses perceive is not obvious to Norman.

Because he just needs to understand that it's best not to get too close to those guys - even if they don't realize they exist yet.

"If you really can't survive, then at least blow yourself up before you die...... I can't become like them, and if Lottie meets her in the future, she'll be sad. ”

Thinking like this, Norman couldn't help but feel sad...... I just hope that my daughter can be happy!

In the end, she still got rid of the abyss of the Werther family, and had her own pursuit and a new life, at least she must be happier than him, a person who always can't let go.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Norman, who was thinking about what was behind him, was stunned for a moment, and then raised his hand to look at the suitcase he had been carrying in his hand.

At that moment, he collided with the eyes in the gap between the sides of the suitcase.

Because his spell had silenced him, there was no sound from it, and the hard way to run all the way made him almost forget that there were still these two children inside.

And now, at the moment when he met his eldest nephew's eyes, he finally remembered why he had fled here without his life.

It's just that...... What kind of eyes are they?

In the eyes of children, the fear and panic are long gone, and there is not much pain left, and now there is more than a touch of dead ashes that are almost impossible to see in the eyes of children of this age.

But if you think about it, if you see your mother and uncle chasing him like corpses, the shadow that this can cause on his little heart must be huge.

"Ahem...... ...... vomit"

With a bang, what gushed out of Norman's mouth wasn't some filthy vomit - he hadn't eaten all day.

What he spat out was a large mouthful of dark red blood, which splashed directly on the ground.

But perhaps it was the blood that had accumulated in it that he had been spit out once, and he suddenly felt a little better, at least his chest seemed to be less uncomfortable than before.

After a slight pause, he propped himself up on the trunk of the tree and walked on his feet.

Consciousness became a little blurry, and everything in front of me seemed a little rickety, but it didn't matter. Once you reach the intersection in front of you, go right and you will see a straight lane leading to the outskirts.

By the time he got here, there were no living corpses left, so maybe he would be able to barely make it through?

"Bang."

There wasn't much movement, Norman just stumbled and fell to the pavement.

"The ...... Dead...... Disaster. ”

He hadn't said anything dirty since Charlotte was born, but now he couldn't help it. Don't say anything, even if he dies, he doesn't want to become a living corpse, after all, he definitely still wants to live well!

Not long after his daughter graduated, he still thought about waiting for his daughter to find the destined person, and then happily go to the wedding!

When he was at home, he had even already thought about what gift he should give to his grandson or granddaughter.

But now, is he going to die like this? The daughter has lost her mother early, and he doesn't want his daughter to lose her father again!

With all the difficulty, Norman pushed the tip of his wand into his mouth.

"Bang!"

At some point, the silencer attached to the suitcase failed, and the box was pushed up to the inside, making a slight noise.

"Uncle."

“…… Well? ”

Norman, who was already dazed and wanted to end his life, suddenly heard his nephew's call in a low voice, and he finally barely opened his eyelids and moved his head to look over.

Suddenly, he saw a small hand that was desperately trying to reach out from between the cracks in the suitcase.

"Uncle, don't die...... My brother and I will be very well-behaved and obedient...... Uncle, don't you die......"

The eldest nephew, who was already quite smart, obviously understood what they were going through along the way, and also understood the desperate situation that Norman was facing at this moment.

"Don't look, hide it inside...... There's a lot of good food in there, save some food, and it should make you wait until your uncle and aunt come to your rescue—"

Saying this, Norman knew very well that there would be people coming in in a short time. And even if there is a rescue, the probability of trying to get them to notice a suitcase is extremely low.

But fortunately, hiding in the box can at least keep the living corpses from noticing these two children. They...... At least outlive yourself for a while.

"Wait."

At this point, Norman's mind was actually muddy like a mess, but somehow, he seemed to have caught something again.

"yes, actually, it might be...... At least it's okay...... Here's how to do it. ”

In the next second, Norman, who seemed to have made up his mind, gritted his teeth and forcibly propped up his body like a puddle of mud, and dragged the suitcase to his side.

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