"Helmo's ...... Sure enough, it came. ”

In the night, Maca stood among the ruins of Fort Blois and looked around, muttering to herself.

Yes, he had finally left the island of Rowena in the evening. Due to his own problems, he really couldn't continue to live with his friends, and at the moment, except for Delphi, whom he had explained beforehand, no one else knew that he was no longer on the island.

However, the first place he went after leaving the island was the ruined Fort de Blois in France.

When he used the rune array to move away from here, he was worried that Helbo would still find out about their whereabouts. Although Helbo didn't "visit" the island afterwards, who knows if that cunning guy would deliberately hold his troops and put this incident in his hands on the spot?

Now, though, it doesn't seem like much of a problem.

Maca sensed the faint traces of magic left here, and estimated:

“…… It won't take more than ten days, and even if he did, he wouldn't be able to leave any useful information when he arrived. It seems that he failed to find out where I was after the transfer. ”

After personally confirming the safety of the island, Maca couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief—this time he was finally able to calm down for the time being.

Thinking of this, Maca's heart that has been hanging for this time has finally settled down a little. He nodded silently, and then turned around rather casually and glanced at the window on the top floor of the building not far away.

In fact, not long after arriving here, he had already noticed that several pairs of eyes were staring at him in that direction, and there were even a few more pairs of them.

It's just that just by the magic fluctuations and soul states of those people he perceives, he knows that these people will definitely not be Helbo's subordinates, let alone Helbo himself.

As for who was staring at him at this moment, Maca wasn't very interested - he wasn't in a good state at the moment, and the balance between the two soul rules in his body would collapse at any moment. If he hadn't had to come here to make sure the island was really safe, he would have been in England by now.

After all, if the problems in his body erupted directly here, even the Muggles in the entire city would have to die.

So, after glancing back, leaving a hint of warning to one of the wizards who seemed to be the leader, he was about to leave.

But who knows, the other party suddenly opened the window and jumped directly from the upper floor to his side.

"Huh?"

Maca sensed it, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, and after thinking about it, she still didn't leave directly.

That apartment building is naturally not far from the ruins of the castle. Soon, I saw a rather slender black-robed figure deftly climb over the outer construction fence under the darkness of the night, and stopped a little far away from Maca.

Seeing that the other party was wearing a pure white mask on his face and couldn't see his true face, Maca immediately shook his head lightly and did not take the initiative to ask.

But he didn't speak, but the other person spoke.

"Who are you?"

When Maca heard this, she was stunned by her question.

"Not only did you peep at me over there, but you suddenly ran up to me and asked me who I am?" He frowned slightly and said, "This young lady, if you have nothing else to do, I'll go—I still have a lot of things to deal with!" ”

"Wait!" Safina hurriedly stopped Maka and said, "Are you Marca McKellen?" ”

"Oh," Maca raised her eyebrows again when she asked, "It seems that you are not here by chance, you are waiting for me here?" ”

Maca's words are naturally equivalent to indirectly admitting his identity. Seeing this, Safina immediately nodded, and continued:

"Mr. McLean, I did come here to wait for you to show up, but...... Believe me, we don't have any ill will towards you. ”

After knowing that the person in front of her was indeed Maca, Safina didn't even know whether she was nervous or relieved now. Because even if the other party was not the extremely vicious Helbo, the first impression left on her by Maca's eyes just now was too deep.

On the other hand, to be honest, Maca was also quite surprised when she learned that the masked girl was waiting for her here - he had rushed here as soon as he left the island of Rowena, which even Delphi didn't know.

Thinking about it left and right, Maca took the initiative to ask for the first time:

"Whether there is malice or not, let's not talk about it for now...... The first thing I want to know is, who are you? ”

Seeing Maca asking, Safina hurriedly collected her mood and calmed herself down as much as she usually could. After a moment's pause, she replied:

"I wonder if Mr. McLean has ever heard of the witch 'Geo Fein'?"

"You mean the ancient Norse prophet Geofin?"

When Maca heard this, she pondered for a few seconds, and then suddenly said:

"Oh...... I see! You're the dark wizards of Sweden......"

Maca knew that although the dark wizards who had gathered in Norway and Sweden had kept a low profile, they had lived there for a long time.

It is said that the reason why they have settled in the vicinity since ancient times, and even formed an organization of their own, is because there has been a famous family of prophets there since ancient times.

The original ancestor of the family of the Prophet was the ancient witch Geufellin, who claimed to know the past and the future, and was so famous that it was even recorded in Norse mythology by Muggles.

"So, the prophets of your generation told you to come?"

Seeing that Maca had already known her identity and origin just by mentioning it herself, Safina had to sigh that the other party was knowledgeable. After all, although they are the largest dark wizard organization in the world today, they have always been inconspicuous, and apart from their own Ministry of Magic and the Muggle royal family, not many people in other countries know about it.

After a pause, Safina bowed slightly:

"Yes...... In fact, our prophet wants to talk to you about the calamity and turmoil that you should understand. We hope to work with you to stop the ancient dark wizard 'Despicable Helbo' from continuing to wreak havoc on the world. ”

Safina said very seriously, but Maca only shook her head slightly at this and said:

"Unfortunately, I would like to go with you and meet your prophet, but I am afraid that will not work. Go back and tell her - even if she knows where I am, don't send anyone to me again. ”

"Also...... The Prophet bloodline is very valuable, if you want to deal with Helmo, protect yourself first! ”