Maca called Delphi and said something, and few people knew for the time being, but everyone saw two people enter a certain tent one after another, and then Maca walked out alone.

After that, Maca left the camp alone, and no one knew where he had gone.

Of course, no one knew what he had to say to Delphi, but the reason why he left the ranch was clear to two people—

When Hermione and Luna woke up in a daze in their tent on the hillside, the blanket that Maca had draped over their shoulders slipped down with their movements.

"Maca gone?"

"Back to London, right?"

The two girls rubbed their eyes and looked around, quickly realizing that Maca had probably gone to London to find the missing Barlow Stewart.

"Luna, how long do you think he's gone?"

Hearing Hermione's casual question, Luna suddenly turned her head to look at the clock. And when she saw that the hour hand was pointing between "3" and "4" at this moment, she thought about it and immediately said:

"About half an hour? When he has something to do, he often doesn't sleep for long, and basically gets up in three hours to do things...... Then, when he usually has nothing to do, he prefers to lie in bed, and has to use the 'Velvet Alarm Clock' to wake him up. ”

"Oh," Hermione pursed her lips and whispered, "you know him...... So, what is the 'Fluffy Alarm Clock'? ”

"I'll try it for you next time, it's a very useful alarm clock!" Luna said pleasantly, "It's just that Hermione doesn't seem to need an alarm clock much......"

After discovering that Maca had left, the content of the small talk between the two still sounded very relaxed, as if they didn't care too much. But if someone listens to it one sentence at a time, they will realize that the topics they are talking about almost invariably revolve around maca.

……

Stewart's disappearance cannot be left alone, this is something that even Hermione and even Luna understand. It's just because of personal emotional factors that they don't really want Maca to take that risk, so they simply avoid talking about it.

And even Luna, who has always paid little attention to human feelings, understands the truth, Maca naturally knew it in his heart for a long time - in fact, since the group of American wizards went to Lupin to talk about this matter, Maca was destined to go to London again.

And now, when he returned to the edge of the fog area after a short time, he couldn't help but feel a little pressure.

"Anyway, let's see if we can go inside and find someone without being discovered by that big black man!"

It would be great if you could bring people out without fighting demons. To be honest, he didn't want to run around and risk a lot of danger to get bored until he really came up with a way to defeat the other party.

After a short time, Maca, who had used various methods to hide her existence, finally quietly re-entered the area filled with gray fog......

It can be felt that the air in the city of London is still flowing. From time to time, a gust of wind slips gently through the street, bringing a slight chill in the gloom that is different from the outside.

But even though the wind was blowing, the gray fog remained unmoving. Now that even the source of the exhaust fog no longer exists, and the gray fog, which is not affected by the air flow at all, naturally has no reason to move.

In this way, the gusts of wind contrast with the stillness of the gray mist, making it always feel unsettling when you are in it.

Maca reined in her breath and walked down the street to the avenue near the center of the city, and the great shadow that stood in front of her grew deeper and deeper.

Of course, Maca knew very well what the shadow was, because it was originally brought to the streets of London by himself.

It's a monument of bewilderment.

After Maka summoned her, she stayed there and never touched it again. After all, it was something that only he could barely use now, and to the others, even to Helbo, it was just a very obstructive, impregnable black boulder.

"That guy...... Where? ”

From the edge of the fog to the city center, Maca never sensed the presence of the Principal Ilvermorny. Not only that, but he hadn't even encountered that demon once along the way, which led to his still unclear whether his concealment methods could make the other party unaware of his existence.

It's just that...... Maybe they haven't met each other until now, which is already a success?

After another ten minutes, Maca finally gradually walked to the vicinity of the Bewitching Monument. He frowned as he looked at the neighborhood, which had been badly damaged by the earlier fighting, and then at the street, which had become darker because of the obscuration of the monument.

In fact, the main reason why Maca came here was because he thought it was probably a place where Stuart could hide from the demons. Not only is there a large area of ruins, but there are also quite large shadow areas, which happens to be perfect for Stewart's kind of shadow magic to work.

What's more, the sudden appearance of this huge black monument in the center of the city is very suspicious after all, which makes Maca feel that Stewart is likely to be attracted to take a look.

"Mr. Stewart, are you here?"

He glanced a few more times into the shadow of the monument on the ground, trying to see if there was any sign of the other party hiding there. But when he can't easily use magic to investigate, it's not easy to see if there's shadow magic in a shadow that he doesn't understand.

But at the very least, it was clear that there were no magical fluctuations spreading out of this shadow, which was a fact.

After some careful feeling, Maca shook her head, turned and wanted to leave the place and look elsewhere. But just as Maca turned his head, a wave of magic suddenly came from behind him, causing him to turn around again.

Suddenly, he saw a figure emerge from the shadow that was closer to the stone tablet, and slowly rose from it.

"Mr. McLean, you're finally here - I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

“…… Mr. Stewart. ”

Maca turned her body completely, and after staring at the other party for a while, she frowned slightly and said:

"Wait for me? Why wait for me? ”

I have to say that this shadow magic of Stewart is indeed amazing. Not only is it very suitable for hiding itself, but judging from the opponent's previous battles, it has the characteristics of both offense and defense.

Of course, now is not the time to ponder this special magic, and the problem at the moment is that the other party's statement seems to be worth further study.

Because it is obvious that the "disappearance" of this Mr. Stewart seems to be inseparable from him, Marca McLean.

"'Why'...... Is it? ”

On the other side, Stewart looked at Maca again, and then heard him say suddenly:

McKellen ...... Or, Marca, I'll be honest with you—my main purpose in coming to London this time is not to help you through this disaster, but to come to you. ”

"Huh?"

Stewart's words did not beat around the bush in the slightest, but only made Maca more puzzled - specifically came to him? What did you do when you came to him at the time of this calamity?

"Sir, if you don't mind, I think you can finish it all at once. After that, maybe we can talk about the specifics, what do you think? ”

"Of course," Stewart nodded when he heard this, "Actually, it's not a hard time to explain, because I just want to ask you a few questions-"

"Please."

Maca stretched out her hands and signaled that he was ready to start.

However, the other party's next sentence was really shocking, and even the calm Maca couldn't help but be stunned for a long time.

Stewart suddenly spoke:

"I want to know if you're my son."