"... muriel ... where are you? Where are you ..."

In the darkening night, which became darker due to the thick fog, a figure walked forward in the street. Seeing his footsteps floating, he would walk involuntarily at every step, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.

Obviously, this is Martin who has just been taken away by Haierbo.

Since leaving the underground black market, he has almost wandered the streets of London almost aimlessly. If he just listened to his murmur, someone who didn't know might think he was looking for someone named "Mullier."

However, he just walked very slowly, coupled with the dazzling, desolate look, why is there any sense of looking for someone?

"Muriel ... where have you been?"

It was as if Martin had only this sentence in his mind.

But what can he do? He didn't know exactly where Haierbo had taken Muriel ... no, even if he knew it? Does he still have the ability to recapture people from Haierbo?

Therefore, it seems that he has nothing to do with everything, so he can only walk on the street so purposelessly. He didn't know what else he could think about, so he simply didn't want to think about anything. Only that, which could not be dispelled, missed Muriel, still lingering in his heart.

"Muli ... uh ..."

Suddenly, an inexplicable nausea rose from his heart, making him support the street wall with one hand, and leaned down to retching.

The long period of depression and the loss of Muriel's pain seemed to have caused some abnormalities in his body-his nausea continued for a long time, and when he raised his head again, the corners of his mouth followed. Hang a trace of crystal.

However, since he hasn't eaten much for several days in a row, he doesn't even have anything to vomit in his stomach. Just the vomiting that he just had, he just churn out some sour water.

Martin leaned against the icy brick wall like a bit of relief, gasping hardly.

But at this moment, another discomfort suddenly drove away the nausea just now, forcibly occupying his heart. And in his mind, a strange vertigo was produced.

It was not the usual dizziness, but a strange feeling as if even consciousness had fallen into a vague state. He didn't know what was happening to him, but he could vaguely understand that this was definitely not a good sign.

During a period of confusion, Martin seemed to think of something, almost struggling to whisper to himself:

"... Yes ... Herbo."

Yes, it's Haierbo-like other apprentices he has received, his so-called "seed of power" has been planted in his body.

Once upon a time, this seed that was rooted in the soul was his hope, and he looked forward to getting a copy of his own strength.

By now, it seems that the seed is finally about to bloom.

What power will you gain? Maybe there will be! But the price I have to pay is probably much greater than I had imagined.

As the dizziness in his head became heavier and harder, even if he leaned against the wall, Martin could no longer support his body weight. He could not help sliding down the wall slowly, and gradually faded to the root of the wall.

He suddenly began to tremble all over, not because of the cold, but because he needed to do his best to barely resist the increasing vertigo.

He could suddenly feel that if he lost his consciousness like this, he might never be able to wake up.

But also at this moment, the side of the side street that was originally his own, and a little messy footsteps came from the ground.

Who is that? Who is coming Is it Muriel ... or is that abominable Haierbo?

Martin, whose consciousness had gradually fallen into chaos, thought wildly. He could not even realize that Muriel could not see here.

Martin, who was kneeling down at the corner of the wall, looked up strenuously, only to see that he half-tipped his eyelids, blurred vision and ubiquitous fog, making him unable to see the things ahead.

Ke faintly holding his expectation, he still tried to prop up his body and limped in the direction of the footsteps with a more erratic step than before.

But also at the next moment, a strong green awn suddenly aroused his instinctual vigilance. At the moment when he felt the danger, he immediately wanted to dodge, but his weak legs made him take a step diagonally, and then fell heavily on the slab pavement.

"boom!"

Just as he stumbled and fell to the ground, the green arc of light that burst from the mist in front of him smashed past him, and crashed on the ground behind him.

For a while, the rubble flew across, and a number of them hit him.

"Well……"

Although the fall made his whole body pain faint, it did not hurt him. Instead, it was the gravel that splashed behind him, and accidentally smashed it on his head severely.

However, it was this sudden pain that actually made his mind clear for a while.

"His ... who is that?"

Seeing Martin covering his **** back of his head, he climbed up again, and his other hand finally pulled out his wand. When he found another killing curse on the other side of the street coming straight to him, he quickly waved his wand and dragged a flowerpot from the street to block the extremely deadly curse.

"Wow--"

Accompanied by a bang, the flower pot that flew into the air shattered, making the soil inside splashed instantly. And taking advantage of this opportunity, Martin, who had a little understanding of the current situation, immediately waved his wand again, releasing a rather powerful smashing spell.

"Ok?"

After releasing a magic curse, he realized that the intensity of his curse was much higher than usual-was this the power of the seed that Haierbo "gifted" him?

However, the dizziness that still impacted his willpower, but continued to remind him that the price to be paid may be extraordinary.

At the same time, Martin's shattering curse passed by like the figure in the fog.

It wasn't that he was misdirected, but that the opponent's response and actions were extremely agile, seemingly running fast, but just sideways and easily avoided his attack.

Seeing the other side's eye-catching green light shine again, Martin continued to drag things to stop again. But the dangerous curse was blocked, but the opponent was getting closer to him.

That is, a few seconds later, the figure finally came into the field of vision that he could barely see, and this slightly familiar figure made him a stun at the time.

It was the short wizard--the apprentice who was also Haierbo. He had met the gnome wizard before in the sleeping dragon bar on the black market!

"You ... stop!"

Martin saw who the other party was, and he could see what he looked like. But it was clear that the other party didn't mean to stop, because the familiar green light had once again shone on the magic wand in the other's hand.

"……damn it."

Martin now has no energy to dodge, and the two sides are so close, he wants to re-apply the skills and drag things around to resist it.

However, he obviously didn't want to die at all.

To be honest, when he had just lost Muriel, he really thought about it.

Because at that time he suddenly realized that not only was it no longer difficult to return to his beloved woman, even the hope that he had been following Haierbo in the past had been completely annihilated with the relentlessness of Haierbo.

Not only that, he also worked irreparably with the Ministry of Magic, with his alma mater Hogwarts, and with Namaka McLean in order to help Haierbo.

What is the point of living in this world when he loses everything and ends up alone?

However, Muriel may not have died after all. In order to see her again at least ... yes, even if it was only the last, Martin didn't want to die so meaninglessly.

Perhaps in this life, he has become a downright loser, but he is really unwilling. Even if he only struggled in the end, he would have to persist for a while.

The next second, Martin's wand tip also glowed with a horrible green light, almost simultaneously casting the killing spell with the dwarf wizard like the crazy beast opposite.

"Avada Kedavra--"

Suddenly, two green lightnings staggered across the street. At that moment, he just felt as if the time in the whole world had slowed down.

He could even see that the two green arcs that should have been swift and fast moved forward inch by inch, while the two had rubbed against each other, and due to the effects of magical high-speed movement, there was a slight entanglement and bias.

But in the end, Martin saw his green eyes getting closer and closer to his body, gritting his teeth and widening his eyes.

Is it worse?

After all, he was one step behind the other, even if he had a little extraordinary play at the final moment of life and death, but it was still not enough to make up for the gap in reality.

However, at the moment when the opponent's commanding spell was about to touch his chest, the still mist that had permeated the streets suddenly shrank and flowed ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ unexpectedly at an inch in front of Martin A gray-black mist swirl formed.

And then--

"Oh!"

Martin and the crazy gnome sorcerer were both knocked down by the force of the sorcerer's curse, and gliding for a long distance on the stone road, and they stopped.

For a moment of silence, both sides fell to the ground as if dead, without a voice. It wasn't until a few minutes had passed before Martin's fingers twitched slightly.

"Cough ... cough ... I ... alive?"

He opened his eyes with extraordinary difficulty, looking at the mist that had been restored to peace, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

.. m.

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