Those left in the dents of the bed are not blood stains at all, but a special secretion.

Remember that what Miriam gained through bloodline transformation was the transformation ability of the poisonous horned beast.

This miraculous creature looks like a rhinoceros that has grown several circles, especially its horns, which are not only particularly thick and hard, but also have venomous sacs that store explosive liquids at the roots, which looks terrible.

It is this kind of organism that secretes a body fluid that attracts the opposite **** every season when it mate.

Among them, the secretion of the male's secretion is quite strong, but it is easy to diffuse away; the secretion of the female's secretion is mild, but it can stay in the air for a long time, so that the smelling male can search and find her all the way.

Of course, because of this, the male poisonous beast always fights during the tracking period, and usually ends with one side being wounded or even killed by the other.

As a result, the number of poisonous horned beasts will never go up-after all, they will only give birth to one cub.

As for now ... Maca suddenly realized that Millian seemed to be desperately wiping this secretion on the foot of the copper tube bed, in hopes that someone could show her extremely obscure call for help.

"Although that secretion is also red, but ... how did she make it? Could it be deformed in that lounge?"

It's not that difficult for Maca to want to follow the smell like a male poisonous beast. He was hesitating now, but he wanted to go.

The last time he let Milian and Asa leave, although Milian didn't ask him to take refuge in himself, but he also kept his own opinion, knowing that the two were likely to be caught by Haierbo. .

Well, this time ...

Seriously, he still didn't want to go. Because a certain plan is now in front of him, he does not want to make another branch at this time, adding uncertainty to the plan out of thin air.

But is it really good to think so?

Maca has turned from his pocket to several bottles of materials he needs. As long as they are blended together, he can temporarily make a semi-finished potion that can see the smell.

But he just squeezed a few small and large bottles between his fingers, pondering a series of pros and cons and people's hearts.

After a while, he secretly said:

"The British who allowed her to leave with Asaph was because Haierbo would definitely not let her die until he got what he wanted. However, it is difficult to say if she will die ..."

Once life is involved, the nature of many things changes subtly, doesn't it?

"Looks, your Grandpa Lavin is more cruel than I am!"

Maca took the crucible on the spot, poured a few materials into it, and then began to heat and mix directly with magic. In just over ten minutes, he scraped the powder from the pot, and then took the bottles and cans back into his waist pocket.

The amount is small and can be used by him, which is enough.

Under the control of the floating spell, those powders fluttered easily, and soon found some traces at the space entrance of the Hebrew School of Magic.

The scent of the secretion was catalyzed by the powder, showing a hazy pink color, and extending all the way to the lintel as the entrance.

Leaving from this entrance, the traces of the odor gradually went away in a certain direction, and then turned into a small alley that looked a little deep.

As Maca continued to follow the tracks for a few turns, the smell finally disappeared.

To be honest, he thinks this is already very good, because he thought at first that he might have a breakpoint of smell soon. But the fact is, he followed such a long distance all the way to find the other person's space movement position.

From this point of view, Haierbo may not have gone far ... even, during this period of time when the International Federation of Wizards was stationed to investigate and maintain stability, he has remained in the vicinity to observe in secret.

If he really found another place to build a foundation, I'm afraid he would immediately move to another country after taking Millian.

Leaving such thoughts aside, Maca sinks her heart to perceive the magic wave remaining here.

It's a pity that since Haierbo took Millian away, the space movement magic he used must be quite reliable. Even though Maca's ability to sense magic has risen with the progress of the rules of the soul, it is impossible to find anything here.

What's more, a lot of time has passed since the other party moved from here.

Fortunately, when Haierbo was taking Millian away, the companions were not too small. In this remote little alley, Maca showed several residual fluctuations of magic reaction, these magic fluctuations are much more obvious than Haierbo's own!

Obviously, the only part of Hilbo's "hands" at that time also followed him.

"... it's still in Haifa."

After confirming the information contained in the faint magic wave, Maca no longer hesitated, and went straight to the position he had just analyzed.

"At least that's the case, and although it involves uncertainties, it's not completely unhelpful."

...

"Dang 啷 ... Dang 啷 ... Dang 啷 ..."

Changing from room to room is no different except that the furnishings have become simpler. The same can't leave, the same dull and silent, and the same without windows.

Million leaned against the corner of the wall, hitting the water pipe by the heel with a hollow echo.

To say that she hadn't had such confined training before, and even tried the completely dark dungeon. But she felt that she had never felt the fatigue and pain that she is today.

Because although the past training was extremely hard, she still had a lot of things to remember at that time. But now, she simply does not want to remember those "good times".

And this is entirely because Grandpa Raven abandoned her.

Could it be said that all the laughter and laughter of the past years are actually false? Did Grandpa Lavin adopt them just to take advantage of them?

If you did not choose to transform your blood and become a dead man, would you be in a different situation now?

Millian had given up thinking about these issues, just as she gave up those memories. Because she knew that every time she thought about it, she was piercing a hole in her heart, and she couldn't help herself.

However, because she no longer has anything she can remember, this loneliness and loneliness will seem so difficult. She is no longer a dead man, she is just an ordinary woman now.

"Click ---"

Hearing the sound of the tightening of the tongue at the doorway, Millian temporarily stopped the action of hitting the water pipe with her feet, slowly turning her head and looking over there.

Is it time to eat again?

The witch who had previously served meals in Hieboch has become one of the many stone carvings, and she can hardly see it even if she wants to see it.

And now, this is actually a female student of Hebberg.

It is a pity that the little girl who may have lived a relaxed campus life not long ago has now become a butcher knife that is held in his hands and may plunder others' lives at any time.

Looking at the little girl who had set the tray on the table indifferently, and then went out as silently as last time, Millian could not help pouting.

She had already tried to communicate with the other party yesterday, but like the old witch, she could not communicate at all.

But even so, she still didn't want to let this opportunity slip away.

"Wait! You--"

Since the original witch, Millian has tried many times, but has never gained anything. So she did not expect that when the person who came to serve her meal really responded normally, it would make her feel shudder instead.

"Ok?"

I saw that the girl who was about to leave the room turned her back, staring indifferently towards Million with a cold and gloomy look, her pale white lips looked like a dead body.

Million shrank back involuntarily—it was she who called the other person out, but at this time, she didn't know what she should say.

"... you, can you let me leave here?"

Unexpectedly, this remark did not get the other party's response. Perhaps it was too straightforward to ask such a question, which made Millian complain about her communication level for the first time in her life, and she even forgot the most basic set.

Looking at the little girl seemed like she hadn't heard her, but just watched her quietly for a while, then turned around and walked out of the room again.

After the door was closed, Millian sat on the ground for a long while, then got up and went to the table to fill in her empty belly.

But she didn't know that the girl who had just delivered the meal just after closing the door immediately turned a corner and walked along the aisle to the other side.

When she reached the end of the basement, she stopped moving. And in the shadow at the end of the corner, there was another looming figure.

"I just gave her food and she stopped me and asked me if I could let her go."

"Did you answer anything?"

"No, I thought about it, and still said nothing."

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The two talked, but saw a ghost flash in front of the girl's forehead, and the expression on her face changed back to the original numbness, and there was no more agitation when talking.

On the other side, the figure, who was almost in the shadow, watched the girl turn around and leave.

The next moment, his invisible figure disappeared completely, and it was hard to find any trace.

This is an underground corridor with rooms, and above it is an ordinary Muggle building. Hilbo and his men hid in it, silently observing all changes in Haifa. ()

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