Maca guessed right.

At present, Helbo is far from snatching the demon's body. He was able to control this body to walk in front of Maca step by step, and this was already close to the limit.

It's a pity that for Maca, it doesn't seem to make a difference if you guess right or wrong in this question.

"Mr. Stewart, go!"

When Maca noticed that Helbo's characteristic expression had vanished from that dark face, and that a pair of deep, inky eyes had gradually glowed with indifference, his first instinct was to leave the place immediately.

Helpo's goal was to get the two of them away, and both the initial bluff and the current broken jar after discovering that he hadn't deceived Maca was a way to get rid of the two of them.

Because of this, Maca realizes that whether she guesses Helbo's mind correctly or not, there is essentially no difference - she is going to run away anyway.

But this time, at least Nastewart seems to have finally realized the seriousness of the matter. After all, the shadow magic that he was originally proud of had been easily pierced by Helbo just now.

Can he really hide in the shadows to dodge the other party's attacks?

Now in the face of that sudden change in expression, Stewart is far less determined than he appeared at the beginning.

So, when Maca reminded him, he immediately followed in Maca's footsteps and ran quickly.

"Don't stop, don't stop until you're out of the fog!" Maca said, "Concentrate on running, and leave it to me later." ”

I have to say that Maca's reaction is still very fast.

It was only after Helbo voluntarily let go of control of his body that the will of the true demon regained control of that body. And although Helbo's doing this will slow down his ability to seize the demon's body, since he can't control the body himself for the time being, it is better to leave the work of driving Maca away to the demon.

And it was really the sudden switch of control over the body between the two, but it was discovered by Maca very in time.

"Bang!"

Not long after Stewart ran away, the demon had taken over the body completely, and rushed towards Maca, who had deliberately slowed down a bit, at a terrifying speed.

That punch was dodged by Maca with the same alarming speed.

"Call the gods to protect you."

Before he left London, he had found a way to fight that would at least delay a little - as the silver eagle flew towards the other side, Maca took a moment to look back and confirm that Stewart had run away.

"Fortunately, although this guy is stubborn, he is not stupid."

Muttering something to the inside, Maca turned around and continued to deal with the demon's attack in earnest.

……

Not long after Stuart had left London and out of the fog, he saw another figure rush out of the gray fog and rush in front of him.

Naturally, it was Maca who came out, and he certainly didn't look very good, because he had just been entangled with the demon and was splashed with dust and gravel from several explosions he had made himself.

"Mr. Stewart, are you alright?"

Fortunately, Maca, who has some experience in dealing with it this time, did not have the same hands as the last time, and he has just rested for three hours, and he is in good spirits. After another rather fierce battle, he still had the heart to ask about Stewart's situation first.

"I'm fine," Stewart said, glancing at Maca who was gasping for breath, "and it seems like I should have asked you that, right?" ”

"Oh, maybe!"

Maca flapped the dust off her body, glanced twice into the mist behind her, and shook her head slightly.

"So, Mr. Stewart, I'm sure you've seen that kind of guy can't be dealt with by ordinary means."

"Yes, I haven't really tried it, but I already understand it from Helbo's words alone." "Honestly, this is the first time I've seen anyone other than members of our family know the mysteries of the 'shadow magic' that our family has passed down from generation to generation. ”

"I don't think there's too much surprise on this," Maca shrugged her shoulders when she heard this, "You know, Helbo is an ancient wizard, and your family's 'shadow magic' is obviously directly derived from a branch of ancient magic...... It's no surprise that the guy will know. ”

As she spoke, Maca suddenly waved her hand, and then turned to say:

"Mr. Stewart, I think we'd better get off as soon as we can! After your disappearance, your teammates were in a hurry, and I was afraid that if we were too late, they would have come to you on their own! ”

"Really?"

Stuart nodded, and then said:

"Of course, but until then...... McLean, we've come out now, so can we talk about that topic from before? ”

Obviously, Stewart was still thinking about his family, and even if he encountered changes, he did not forget his original intention.

In a way, this guy is really big-hearted.

"Uh," Maka paused, then nodded reluctantly, "Okay! So...... Since my husband will talk to me about my life, it means that you must have already understood my past, right? ”

"I did do find out a little," Stewart said, "from an ordinary Muggle family, there was no sign of contact with the wizarding world since childhood, including your parents...... At least on the surface, it is. ”

"So-"

"No, you listen to me first," Stewart interrupted, "and whatever it was so long ago, at least I suspect that you are my son, there are other reasons. ”

At this point, he paused for a moment before continuing:

"I don't know how much you know about my House of Stewarts, but I think I can tell you that one of my ancestors was Salazar Slytherin."

"Oh yes, I know a little bit about that," Maka nodded, "Your maternal branch is from the Gaunt family, and I've seen that in the Hogwarts library directory. ”

"That's right," Stewart replied immediately, "and that's why...... McLean, I have reason to wonder if you're the heir of Slytherin—"

"Huh?" Maca was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Stewart, you 'doubt'...... And where did it come from? ”

The heir of Slytherin? What era is this joke?