() "... I wonder if you came to me, is there anything wrong?"

Under Maca's inquiry, it was always the provocative Ms. Santa Genna that suddenly quieted down and the expression on her face became slightly more serious.

Of course, the laziness unique to that vampire is more or less leftover.

"In fact, I didn't expect to meet you here, Mr. McLean ..."

After hearing his name blurted out, Maca raised her eyebrows unexpectedly—he didn't remember when he mentioned his name.

Seeing that Maca didn't speak, Saint Gwena sighed.

"Well ... first of all, let me introduce myself seriously ..." she said softly, "Although I have said it before, but let me say it again, my name is 'Nice Lane Saint Guiana' ... … The mother Vampire 'Camilla Santa Güna' who was just talking about the blood of a young girl was my mother. "

"Oh-" Maca wasn't interested in asking why her surname followed her mother, but just a rhetoric, "I'm honored to know you."

"No, I don't think there's anything worthy of your" honour ", do you?" Santa Günner shook his head.

Yes, as far as the content recorded in the history of magic is concerned, it is really nothing to be honored to know the descendants of "Carmela Santa Guiana".

To put it bluntly, it is just a criminal who is killing wildly for the blood of a young girl. There are dozens of victims in the Light Wizard, and Muggle victims are even more serious.

It is because of this amazing deed that the female vampire named "Carmela Santa Guiana" also boarded the chocolate frog card, adding a strong touch to the reputation of the vampire.

Of course, it was obvious that it was "black" enough.

But as far as Maca personally, he didn't feel much about it. As long as he doesn't provoke himself, he just feels that everything is fine!

"It's all three or four hundred years ago. Does it have anything to do with you?" He said indifferently. "I'm more curious than those-do you know me?"

"Oh, of course, that's right--" St. Guyana yelled, "In fact,‘ we ’had a relatively large party not long ago ...”

She said, taking a deep look at Maca.

"I think ... you should know what happened?"

Maca looked at her the same way, and those sapphire eyes seemed extremely deep.

"Well ... Is it Voldemort?" At this moment, he can only think of this reason.

Sure enough, Saint Günner nodded slightly, affirming his guess.

"Some 'big men' in your clan accepted his invitation, didn't they?" Maca continued.

When the other party did not immediately nod, but hesitated, he seemed to notice something.

"It seems ... is there a disagreement?" He thoughtfully.

"Mr. Dees really said it well, you are really smart-yes, there was a division among us, and some people were very impressed with the conditions given by 'he'." Saint Guinea said cautiously, "Although that Only a small part of the tribe, but unfortunately, some of them are seniors ... "

"It's understandable," Makar said, "In terms of modern magic history, the earlier you go, the worse the relationship between you, the wizard, and Muggle, and it will become like this now. It is also inevitable. "

"Yes, the current situation is as you have speculated, the differences in the clan have brought a lot of pressure to the clan people." Saint Guiner reluctantly said, "In fact, Mr. Deez has actually returned to Britain to find You guys, he is one of us who wants to have a good relationship with the wizard. "

"Speaking of which, the last name of" Delis "... does Mr. Deis have anything to do with that popular singer," Loken Deis "?"

"Oh, that's right." Saint Gwena nodded with a smile. "That's Mr. Deez's youngest son."

"It's no wonder ..." Makar said suddenly.

That "Loken Deis" is a very popular male singer in the magic world in recent years, and is loved and sought after by witches. It is worth mentioning that he is an extremely rare mixed vampire.

To say that the proliferation of vampires is difficult together with the clan, so even if left alone, the number of vampires has never surged.

And if intermarriage is interracial, the possibility of producing offspring is even lower. From this point of view, Mr. Desith's affection for the wizard is evident.

"So, what do you want me to do?" After hearing the general situation, Maca couldn't help asking.

"Actually, among our tribe, those who live in the United Kingdom do not agree to associate with 'he'. I also learned the specific state of the British magic world in their mouths-in their judgment, the situation is completely It's leaning towards your side ... "

St. Guyana continues to articulate the views of their tribe, and there are many beautiful words in it. It can be seen that she does have confidence in Maca and Dumbledore.

In her words, Maca also found that what made them convinced of the first order of the Phoenix Order was the last strike against Voldemort's forces in the personal audiovisual conference.

In that plan, not only did the Death Eaters suffer heavy losses, but even Voldemort himself was defeated by the public. It was indeed a very "conspicuous" victory.

"So, in fact, we are trying to gather some ethnic people to ally with you and Mr. Dumbledore ..."

There are quite a few compliments from Saint-Guyana, but Maca thinks that the distance between the two of them ... seems to be getting closer.

Because in the process of narration, Santa Guiana had stood up and slowly moved towards him.

"... Mr. McLean, I wonder if you agree?"

Her voice added a touch of flattery to her laziness, and her enchanting figure was pressing Maca, and an ambiguous atmosphere appeared in the air at some time.

However, when Marca's hand gently pressed Santa Güin's shoulder, the seductive expression on her face froze slightly, and the inexplicable encounter suddenly disappeared.

"Although I'm sorry, but I still want to explain it," Maka chuckled, "I don't know the reason, but ... probably all the magic about charm is useless to me ... "

He said, suddenly looking straight: "From my observation and prior judgment, most of what you just said should be the truth ..."

"So, why do you want to use this method against me?"

In the face of Ms. Santa Guiana, who was surprised, Maca remained calm. He didn't show hostility even if he noticed the other party's behavior just now-he didn't even take out his wand.

"Little brother ..." The astonishment on Ms. St. Guyner's face faded a little, and what passed away was the laziness that always accompanied her, "You can't see it, you're quite proud ... you are really Don't be afraid that I am 'his' person, is here tonight to attack you? "

"Of course I'm not afraid ..." Maca shrugged easily. "As for the reason I'm not worried, it's not because I'm proud ... In fact, did you just tell me soon?"

"What?" St. Guyana could not help but hesitated. "I told you?"

"Since you know so well between me and Voldemort, don't you think it would be beneficial to be hostile to me?"

The meaning of Maca was clear.

What he said was actually telling St. Guyana, "Even if there is only one foot or less between you and me, even if I don't even take out my wand, you won't hurt my half of hair."

St. Guyana blinked, and then suddenly giggled.

"Isn't that just pride?" She laughed.

"No, after all, you cannot be hostile to me." Maca shook her head. "Because ..."

As he was talking, he erected a finger, his fingertips lit with a sliver of silver haze, and twirled softly and lightly between his fingers.

At the first sight, Ms. Santa Gwen frowned and took a few steps back.

"Guardian curse," she said in disgust.

That's right, although vampires are not as afraid of the guardian curse as Dementors and Voldemorts, they never want that pure mist like a unicorn to touch themselves.

It was a kind of physical aversion, and the haze would weaken their natural strength.

Fortunately, the patron saint is a very advanced type of magic. Although it is not complicated in terms of magical principles, the difficulty is in "understanding". There are actually not many wizards who can use it smoothly.

Otherwise ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The vampire must have run away when he saw the wizard, and Maca and Santa Genna would not be able to sit together and talk like they are now.

Maca let out the mist of mist at her fingertips, and then looked at Santa Guiana with a lot of time, as if waiting for a reasonable explanation from her.

However, St. Guyana did not immediately return to the topic, her eyes remained on Maca's hands, and the astonishment on her face became thicker.

"... Standless cast?" She said suddenly, "Is this a stickless cast? Andros's stickless cast?"

The name spoken in the mouth of St. Guyana belongs to one of the few legends that has survived since ancient times, a famous person called "Invincible Andros ①".

It's just that the legend is too long. Although he is also one of the characters of the chocolate frog card, it only mentioned that "he can summon a giant-sized patron saint".

As for the possibility of casting without a staff, it is even lower than that. Not many people know it.