"You know, Brooks...you probably won't see her this time."

In the port of Calais at the northern tip of France, three figures are standing on the empty pier, opposite the undulating Strait of Dover.

This is a place that makes people feel very familiar. After all, when suffering in Britain, Maca and others started to start many stormy seas here one after another.

But right now, it seemed a bit too calm here... it could even be said to be lonely.

Since the British were completely destroyed in this disaster, the French Blois family and the French Muggle Presidential Palace, who knew that the land on the other side of the Strait could face a large-scale invasion by an army of living corpses, had already moved this coastal area Many of the cities are completely emptied.

At this moment, let alone the port of Calais, even Calais itself, as well as several nearby cities and towns, have become empty cities. Except for the handful of wizards sent by various parties to continuously observe the situation on the other side, there is probably no one else nearby.

As for the three people who suddenly appeared on this pier today, their nature is somewhat different from those force spies who cringe and only dare to look far away.

"John, I understand."

Looking at the back of the suit standing slightly in front of him, Brooks nodded slightly, regardless of whether the other party could see his movements.

"And I also know very well that Miss Prince has never liked me. On the streets of New York that year, I saw that she had already seen me across the street, but her immediate reaction was to avoid ...From that moment, I knew I had no hope."

"Then you still can't let it go?" John, with his back to his younger brother, shrugged a little frivolously. "You were both young at that time, but now, you and she are both grown-ups. Of course, if you really can't let it go. , Let's talk about it-most of the family don't support it, I can still support you... It's just Brooks, I can say that at the moment, this trip to the UK, I may not necessarily..."

"John!"

Although he is an older brother, and the age of the two is still quite different, it is probably because of John Stewart's inconspicuous temperament that to Brooks this brother is not only not like an elder, but more like a pair of friends.

Since Brooks was a child, John has always taken this younger brother around to make trouble, causing a lot of trouble to the adults in the family. The elders often say that Brooks, an honest child, will be ruined by this famous and unreliable guy in the family sooner or later.

What I didn't expect was that not only was Brooks, who had been honest and honest since childhood, was not taken badly, John, a guy who had been known as "unreliable" for half his life, did not refuse to face this mission of almost nine deaths.

Of course, the act of leaving suddenly halfway, after all, showed that John had always been unreliable.

"John," Brooks paused after interrupting his brother's words, and then continued, "Since I'm here, it's better to go with you."

Where to go Of course, it's just across the strait-Britain. Standing here, looking towards the distant sky, that line of gray looks particularly distinct, completely dividing today's blue sky and the same blue sea surface into two halves.

On the opposite side of the sea, there is a dead place.

"Humph," John still didn't look back at this younger brother who was almost like being brought up by him. He just turned his back to him, snorted in some unexplainable way, and then said slowly, "Get me off. go home."

"John!"

The voice from behind seemed a bit unconvinced.

"Brooks," John said while looking at the waves on the sea, holding his arms and slanting his shoulders, still so carelessly, "No accident, you are the next'owner' of the workshop, but why am I so worried now? If you want to do this again, I am afraid that you have become as unreliable as me... If even the future chief of the family is not reliable, do you know? Even if I die, I won’t feel at ease ."

Although John's tone was still so frivolous and careless, but the words...especially the last words made Brooks feel unparalleled weight.

Yes, Brooks, as the most talented and accomplished young wizard of the Stewart family's generation, will almost certainly become the owner of the mason workshop in the future, that is, the director of the Stewart Family Research Institute. This time he came to Europe with John, or he came with him secretly, otherwise the family would never let him come to such a dangerous place.

In fact, John dared to bring him over this trip, obviously, he also had to put on a lot of pressure. But in the end he loves the youngest brother in the family the most... and to be honest, this time, even if the pressure is heavy, John doesn't care anymore, because the final destination of this trip is Britain.

However, John can go to England, but Brooks can't—at least not now.

"Wait until I find a way to send everything I see there, but everything after that is to be handed over to you, Brooks, I hope you don't let me go with anxiety." John said, "Of course, maybe I I became the first person to escape from it? No one knows what's going on there now, nothing can be said for sure!"

The latter sentence is actually more like a baseless comfort, not only comforting brother Brooks, but also comforting himself.

John's strength is really good~lightnovelpub.net~ is one of the few in the entire Stewart family's four generations, otherwise the family would not let him this unreliable guy for so many years. Today, even though almost no one takes the initiative to accept this task because of the extremely high degree of danger, it is not just a matter of picking someone from the workshop to join the team.

It's a pity that compared to the current situation in the United Kingdom in the intelligence, even John has no confidence to complete this mission alive.

"...Keep your life! Don't you still want to see Miss Prince again and fight for it again? This time it won't work. We don't have much time, and her brother obviously hasn't done it yet. Be mentally prepared...when you come back next time, maybe you have a chance!"

No amount of reasoning can be compared to love. John, who is also from Brooks's age, naturally knows it better. Rather than using things like family continuation and family inheritance to persuade him, I'm afraid it's better to be a Tia Prince.

"Go back! We should also go and join the team." Finally, John finally ended this brotherly conversation with an unquestionable attitude.

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