"Mr. Witte, in fact, I came here to disturb you temporarily, for my engagement with Miss Charlotte Witte ... Sorry, I know this is a bit rude to the Witte family, but I heard ...

In the bottom of his heart, Mallor uttered the manuscript, trying to speak more earnestly.

"Well, I heard that Maca McLean also visited today, and ... did something embarrassing to you?"

Although Maca on one side was attracted a lot of attention by the table full of food, she could not help shaking her head when she heard Mario asking it.

Today, the Witt family must be embarrassed, but the embarrassment was not caused by him alone.

And speaking of it, things like "he was also overshadowed by Haierbo a little bit," made him feel a little bit nervous.

As for the mention of Mallory's engagement with Charlotte ...

"The Augustin family ... is this to formally unite with the Witt family against me?" Maca glanced back and forth on Mallor's face, and then secretly thought about it.

Of course, it was impossible for Mallor to detect the existence of Maca, let alone that his words and deeds had come into the eyes of Maca, an "imaginary enemy."

Compared to Maca's unconscionable thinking, the eyes of the old Wit's owner were obviously sharper.

I saw him gently rubbing the table with his knuckles, seriously:

"Child, are you worried that our Witt family will compromise because of McLean's brutality and eventually give up asking Charlotte for Hogwarts?"

"Oh, no--" Mallory busted his hands, "How could I! I just want to confirm if my fiancee can still marry our Augustin family as promised ... In fact, if I need to, I ... ... "

He half spoked, seemingly hesitant, and subconsciously tilted his head to one side. According to the old owner of Wit, maybe he thought that Mallory was scrutinizing the words, but Maca noticed a little wandering in his eyes.

"Well ..." Mallor continued, "I mean, Miss Charlotte Witt is my fiancee after all ... if possible, our Augustine family would also be willing to take action to 'take her back.'"

His words were quite straightforward, and it was precisely because of his little movement that Maca was a little bit more sensitive to Millian in the crowd.

"That's what the woman wanted him to say?" Maca's eyes glanced again at the wall not far away, without much expression on his face.

In fact, Millian didn't really say anything about this.

It's just that Mallory is not a fool. Although he is a bit uncomfortable, he quickly understands what to do.

For example, when he thought of it, he had to take the whole family into his own hands a little bit, and soon realized that he needed to have enough "insight" first.

If everything goes the way the elders did before, even if you become the head of the family, I am afraid that it will only become a puppet with empty bloodline and surname.

Therefore, he offered to the old owner of Wit to take the initiative of his own family, which was actually only the first decision to break away from the "family arrangement".

"Oh?"

There was a hint of surprise in Old Witte's eyes about Mallor's words.

He was not the heir of the Augustin family before! But like today, he has never dared to make a decision for the family without his elders.

"If the Augustine family were willing to take the shot, it would be great. But ... Maulio, I don't know if what you said also represents the will of your entire Augustine family?"

This is the first time that Old Witt has called Mallory by name tonight, instead of continuing to call him "kid".

It can be seen that as long as Majoro can give a positive response next, he will formally hang on to the Augustine family in the heart of Old Witt.

But to be honest, although at this moment Mallory seems normal on the surface, his heart is quite shaken. And this shaken forced him to glance at Millian again.

"Of course," Malloran said, "I am the sole heir of the Augustine family, and what I say naturally represents the entire Augustine family."

When speaking this "big story", Mallor's heart was hanging. He didn't know why he was so bold, and even in front of the old owner of the Wit family, he said a decision that was the opposite of the family meeting.

But until now, I can only count on Millian to talk and help him to deal with the elders at home together.

"... especially Herbert!"

For Mallor, the uncle, the uncle who was always upset with him at all times, would always be a natural inevitability to cross.

"Okay, that's the case, we can talk about this in detail after dinner." The owner of the home suddenly nodded with a smile, "So, let's eat first! They should all be cool after talking ..."

Whatever had to be said, Old Witt only believed most of what Malleus said. But whether this decision made by Mallor is true or not, what the Witt family will do now will not change.

From the moment Haierbo stood "behind" him, his Wit family had little choice.

"This dragon pie is very delicious. It's from Romania. Come, Mallo, try it too ..."

...

After that, the dinner was quite enjoyable. Of course, a guy like Maca who can only watch next to him has a less beautiful mood.

After the meal, Mallory and Old Witt really talked about the "how to retake Charlotte". And in the course of the conversation that was not coincidental, the content of the discussion was slowly turned to "How to Deal with McLean".

The client, Maca, was sitting at the edge of the table, rolling his eyes while listening, and occasionally pouring a potion of immortality into his mouth.

After pondering some of the words of the old Wit homeowner, Maca also came to the conclusion that Haierbo wanted to hold himself by the hands of the Wit family.

"Two possibilities—" He quietly began to exponentially, "One, Haierbo was preparing for the demon summoning technique; two, Haierbo hadn't gotten the summoning part of" Abatair. " "

Either way, it means that Helber needs time.

"His time is my time."

Marka was thinking, but the conversation over Mallorca was finally over. With the polite retention of the old owner of Witt, Mallor also made a corresponding euphemism, because he saw Millian at a glance to signal that he should go.

Seeing this, Maca temporarily put aside the issue of Haier Bo, and his gaze fell on Millian not far away.

"Let's start here first! If you don't figure out the true intentions of Ewan Ravenclaw, in the event of a crisis, the consequences will be unthinkable."

He didn't hesitate too much. When Mallory took Millian out, he followed quietly.

All the way through the main hall and vestibule of the Witt family, without much lighting in the mansion, the surrounding environment suddenly became much darker.

The man and the woman were more cautious. On the road just leaving Witt's house, neither of them spoke. After waiting for them to turn a few streets and into the alley, Mallor couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Miss Million, when I get back to the family ... what exactly should I do?"

There is no doubt that he is most concerned about this now. Seriously, if this time he took off, his fun would be great!

"Oh! I must be crazy tonight!"

Ke An quietly followed Millian behind him, but shook her head with a smile.

"No, you're not crazy ..." She reached out and held Mallor's shoulders, staring at his eyes earnestly, "Not only that, you're doing well! At least better than I expected ... If you can still maintain the calmness and calmness facing the owner of Wit in the future, nothing will be a problem! "

"But ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Ma slightly took a deep breath, and after a long while he was a little helpless," You may not know, I'm just supporting ... "

Seeing that he was somewhat unsure, Millian immediately reached out and patted his arm.

"Perhaps you don't feel satisfied enough, but I hope you can understand-like this so-called" strong support ", it is not what ordinary people can do! I said, you have to have a little confidence in yourself!"

Mallet heard a bitter smile.

"A dinner just now made me understand what it takes to be the head of a family ... and I'm afraid it's just a bit of a furry."

He was talking and sighing suddenly:

"Can I really do it, holding the entire Augustine family in my hands?"

"... So it is."

A voice sounded in this uninhabited dark alley, startling Mallor and Millian.

"who!"

Still well-trained, Millian responded quickly, and immediately she pulled out her wand and cast a silent spell in the direction of the sound without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, the person hiding near her showed her figure-although it was not in the position she judged.

"Hello," Marka looked at the two of them from side to side, expressing expressionlessly, "I can say ... 'Are we meeting again'?"

"Maca McLean!"

When she saw him, Millian frowned immediately.

"Did the boss tell you before we left? We are here to work without interfering with each other—"

"Huh," Maka chuckled, interrupting, "You guys did say it, but I didn't agree ... Besides, you don't have to interfere with me, but can you do it yourself? ? "

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