As one of the two main parties to this dispute, Marius's story certainly has a follow-up. But don't worry, let's drag the progress bar forward a little bit to bring the time back to noon.

Compared to the ridiculous family meetings of the Augustinians, the situation on the side of the Werther family was much more serious.

“…… Well, since everyone says so, how can we let others down? Hmph, does he really think that he can fight against a family on his own? ”

"Even if his real surname is Dihel, I don't mind letting him understand how the Dihel family was completely overturned back then!"

The head of the Werther family was born around the same time as Dumbledore, and is now old. However, as a wizard, age is usually a symbol of strength, and the Werther family, which is based on the study of magic, is not comparable to Augustine's family once it happens.

It can be seen from the fact that the old master of the family is still in the position of the head of the family, and it can be seen that this white-bearded and white-haired old wizard has enough power to impress everyone in the family.

"Barnes & Noble, go and draw up a letter that will make clear the attitude of my Werther family towards the recapture of Charlotte Werther. Although a junior of a family who is not angry is nothing to us, if Tamaka McLean dares to provoke in his personal name, how can we not respond as a big family? ”

In the study, the old master's eyes were slightly open, and the fierceness in his eyes loomed. After a slight pause, he added softly:

"Go ahead! Once the letter was written, it went straight to McLean...... This will be, the ultimatum given to him by our Werther family! ”

Barnes & Noble, the butler, stood beside the desk, listened with a calm expression, and then nodded deeply.

Although the old master did not express his determination too directly, the meaning contained in it could be clearly felt by Ba No.

"Okay, I'll go."

When the old master heard this, he just bowed slightly, and then closed his eyes again. He leaned back in his chair with a nonchalant face, as if the incident of this morning had failed to leave a ripple in his plain heart.

However, it is not for nothing that the old master of Witt is so indifferent now.

When the Barno butler left the study and closed the door silently, the inner door on the side of the desk opened again.

Immediately after, a somewhat familiar looking figure suddenly walked out.

"Old Mr. Werther, are you really ready to go against that Marca McLean?"

The old man sitting behind the desk didn't open his eyes when he heard the sound, he just tugged at the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

"It only depends on whether he is willing to hand over my granddaughter after receiving the letter." He said slowly, "The choice, I have already put it in his hands." ”

The man couldn't help but shake his head when he heard the old master say this.

"Oh, but this choice, I actually prefer to be in the hands of our side."

However, the old master suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of cold eyes stabbed in the direction of the side door.

"Hmph, what am I going to do, it's my freedom." He stared at the other party coldly and said, "Mr. Asaph, all you need to do is just sit back and enjoy it slowly......"

“…… Remember what I said earlier? I will put what you want in front of you, and this is the reward you deserve. As for the process, you don't need and don't want to interfere! ”

The voice of the old master of Werther was a little low, and there was also a sense of relaxation peculiar to the elderly. But no matter how old this old man is, the oppressive force in these words is still as strong as a mountain, which makes people's hearts increase sharply.

Also making a deal with a great ancient wizard family, Asaph was carrying a much greater burden than Miriam's.

"Okay, okay!" He hurriedly raised his hands and said helplessly, "Mr. Werther, you can do whatever you want, I won't talk nonsense." ”

"Don't worry...... Old Master's face suddenly softened again, but he saw him droop his eyelids again, and slowly reassured, "Since Mr. Asaph can trust me and hand over such things to me first, then I must also be worthy of your trust." I'll let you know that we, the Werther family, are worth trusting. ”

Asaph twisted the brim of the hood of his black robe and pouted wordlessly—worth believing? If it weren't for the fact that this old man still wanted him to continue to come up with more "trade things", he would still be able to stand here and talk to each other on an equal footing?

Of course, for Asaph at the moment, these are already secondary.

"I'll wait and see," he said with a slight nod, "and, as long as this transaction is successfully completed, our 'boss' will definitely continue to cooperate with your family...... So, I'll take my leave for the time being. ”

However, before Asaph could even speak, he heard a soft "click" from the door of his study. Immediately alarmed, Asa took two steps back, and hurried back to the back of the study.

When he pulled the doorknob to close it silently, the door to the corridor outside the study was pushed open at the same time.

"Who? Why not knock ...... Barnes & Noble? ”

The old man frowned slightly, and was about to question, but he saw that it was the housekeeper who had just left that came in. He and Barnes & Noble had long been familiar with each other, so he couldn't help but withdraw the scolding from his mouth.

It's just that Bano is the most well-behaved person on weekdays, and this time he broke into the study without knocking, no matter how he thought about it, it was not normal.

Could it be that something urgent has happened?

But just as Old Barnes closed the door with his backhand and walked straight to him with leisurely steps, the old man finally slapped the table and stood up.

"You're not Barnes & Noble! Who are you? ”

As he spoke, Old Werther moved as swift as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he drew his wand and aimed it at the comer. Just looking at his neat figure, he didn't look like an old man with a white beard who was old.

"Hum—"

A ripple spread from the tip of the staff, and with it was a powerful soul magic. This kind of direct attack on the enemy's soul is naturally not Maca's patent, it is also the Witt family's specialty!

It's a pity that this soul impact, which is very threatening to ordinary wizards, may have found the wrong opponent.

Yes, soul magic is characterized by its extreme speed, and when used at close range, it can even make the opponent have no time to react.

But on the other hand, as long as the opponent has the ability to block, the spellcaster will inevitably suffer from the backlash.

In just an instant, the old master felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, and his whole body was numb. If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't used his true strength just now, the soul vibration that fed back was enough to make him fall to the ground on the spot.

"Has the soul magic of the Werther family been passed down...... Does that seem a little different from what I know so far? ”

"Old Barneau" was talking casually, when he suddenly saw his brow furrow, and then he raised his left hand and rubbed his temples as if he was tired.

"Hmm...... This body is terrible, even the boy's is better than this. ”

After muttering casually, he raised his eyes and glanced at the old master of Werther opposite.

It can be seen that the old master has broken away from the state of regurgitation at this time. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but the palm of his wand was still steady.

It is clear that he still maintains a composure commensurate with his strength for the most part.

It's just that the secret vigilance in that expression is already about to come out.

"Why is it so serious?"

"Old Barneau" spread his hands, not caring about Old Werther's ready appearance at all, and took two steps to sit down directly on the sofa next to him.

"Sit down, too! There's no need to be so restrained, I'm just here to confirm something for the time being......" He let his body sink into the soft sofa, as if to relax the muscles of his body.

Old Werther, who was still standing behind the desk, held the table with one hand and stared at each other for a long time, and finally sat back in the chair silently.

The other party didn't even move when he resisted the soul impact just now, which was a situation that Old Werther had never imagined since he learned the soul magic inherited by his family.

Looking at the familiar face that belonged to Barnes & Noble, the old master had to secretly shake his head in his heart.

"This ...... Mr? Old Werther found that he couldn't even be sure of the other party's gender, "You occupied Barnes Noble's body and came to me to 'confirm' something?" ”

"Hmm...... the other party groaned slightly, and then waved his hand, "Originally, there was only one thing, but after you just gave me an interesting 'hello', it became two-"

"Tell me, if your Werther family still has a legacy of flexible magic, why don't you fight for a better place in the wizarding world today? If you want to, you can obviously do it at any time, right? ”

When the old master of Witt heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Could it be that this strongman who ran out of nowhere didn't belong to any ancient wizard family? Otherwise, how could he ask such a thing?

"This ......," said Old Werther after a pause, hesitating, "you don't know?" ”

"Huh? Should I know? The other party said nonchalantly, "You just say it, or do you want me to 'invite' you before you can say it?" ”

"Uh," the old master rubbed his wand for a moment, and then said slowly, "If you don't know, the reason for this is a bit long......"

After that, the old man gently told him something from the beginning. Although he hadn't experienced it himself, it was something that every ancient wizard family knew.

But he didn't know that one of the protagonists in that incident was actually in front of his eyes.