Chapter 1229

Seriously, halber would like to ask Maka now - why are you everywhere?

Suddenly a figure rushed out of the fog below. He stepped on the magic book and flew here at high speed. Soon he stopped steadily next to the two people who were fighting.

Under the strong wind in the sky, the Dark Wizard's robe swayed and made a sound of hunting.

"McLean --"

"Shut up."

As soon as halbo spoke, he heard that Maka only answered him faintly, then waved his staff and rolled up a surprisingly fierce cold current.

When Haier Bo saw this, he knew that it was difficult for him to get on well with these two people at the same time, so he resolutely gave up fighting and went straight down.

Needless to say, he wants to leave.

However, even halbo didn't expect that after Maka drove him away with a blow, she didn't mean to catch up. Until he disappeared into the fog, he was never attacked again.

Of course, not to mention the appearance of halbona flying back, there is a hidden meaning of hindhand. At least Maka didn't move at all. I saw him still standing on the magic book, a pair of deep eyes looking at the clouds in the sky, and I didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, the windbreaker wizard sat on the back of the ice bird. Her mouth covered in the shadow seemed to move, but she still didn't say anything.

The two of them sat up and stood up in the sky without Haier Bo, as if there was some tacit understanding, and were silent at the same time.

Just a few minutes of silence, in fact, passed quickly... But in their feelings, they seemed as long as a few hours.

Finally, it was Maka who spoke first, and what he said suddenly broke the principle he had maintained these days.

He heard him ask softly:

"Answer me... Who the hell are you?"

There is no doubt that Maka inevitably suspects the windbreaker about the destruction of the time converter.

Although so far, there are still many doubts.

For example, why was the stone box that only he knew the correct opening method on the island of roina opened in the most normal way; Another example is how the person who destroyed the time converters he knew one by one knew their exact location.

Even if he knew that the windbreaker wizard came from someone in the future, it was difficult to explain this. Because he is the only one who knows these secrets, and he can't tell others what he thinks.

After all, he didn't even mention it in front of Luna and Hermione.

Therefore, although Maka can only focus his doubts on halbo or the windbreaker wizard, he still has a lot of doubts.

Now, he just wants to ask someone one by one, in order to find a glimmer of life belonging to Luna.

But after he asked this sentence, the windbreaker wizard opposite was still silent. Her eyes, hidden under her hood, looked straight at Maka, and her lips tightened slightly, sipping a thin line.

"Answer me."

Maka waited for a moment. Seeing that she had no response, she couldn't help raising her tone.

"McLean... Sir," said the windbreaker slowly, looking at his colder expression. "You should know what you say... I can't say."

Yes, Marca knows. Of course he knows.

People who violate the rules of time should be careful everywhere, not to mention telling others their true identity. The fewer times they appear in front of people, the better.

Because if you are careless, you are very likely to have some unpredictable accidents. At least your own adventure is meaningless, and at least your own existence will be erased in an instant.

However, the reason why Maka was willing to help her keep a secret was that he saw that the windbreaker wizard was helping him everywhere. Therefore, even though he was still on guard at the bottom of his heart, he still didn't ask her identity.

But now, when he finds that the possibility that the other party is not on his side has exceeded a certain boundary, if he continues to let the other party remain mysterious, it is undoubtedly a kind of stupidity.

"Yes, I know you can't say it, but I have to know now." Maka suddenly raised her eyes and moved her eyes to the shadow under the windbreaker wizard's hood. "You know what I want to do, and Luna, she is very important to me... So if you don't want to say it, I can force you to say it."

The tone of his words was very calm and even sincere, but the content of his words was a little more tough than usual.

It must be said that the windbreaker wizard has been silently following him for so long. For a long time, even if you don't know who the other party is, you will always have some feelings.

Moreover, Maka had always felt that the other party should be someone around her.

Yes, the face often hidden under the brim of his hat should be the future appearance of someone around him - the faint intimacy he can feel in Luna, Hermione and even Willie. It's hard to believe that anyone can make such a real fake.

Even Snape, even himself, could never do it.

And it is precisely because of this intimacy close to the heart that Maka is more confused now. Even at this moment, she can't completely put down her hesitation.

Who is that thin figure sitting on the ice bird? Would it be the biggest mistake of his life for him to force the other party to say his identity?

"... Mr. McLean," the windbreaker was silent again for a long time. After a long time, he said quietly, "do I have to say today?"

Although Marca is still hesitant, he often doesn't change his mind about what has been decided. Hearing the other party's question, he nodded quickly.

"Yes."

His tone was still calm. Only the palm of his hand slowly clenching the staff showed his inner fluctuation.

"If... You insist..."

Before the words fell, Maka saw the windbreaker on the ice bird's back. The wizard suddenly pulled back his hood, and a strange face Maka had never seen was revealed.

It was a beautiful face.

The white skin can be broken by blowing, the slender eyebrows are as quiet as a new moon, and the small and delicate pink lips have a pitiful radian. When the hood slipped off his back, a long chestnut hair with a slight wavy feeling leaned down from his shoulder and suddenly floated up with the wind in the air.

It can be said that this little face must look good with a smile, but it's a pity that there is only a touch of cold left at this time.

But the key is that such a dazzling face can definitely be remembered for a lifetime, but Maka can be sure that she has never seen it.

"Who?"

No matter how beautiful a girl is, she can't rival the life of a close person. A moment's amazement faded away in Maka's heart. He stared at the face, and there was a slight confusion on his face.

"You should know..." the delicate looking girl whispered in her cool and pleasant voice, "Delphi Fisher - the name you named me yourself."

After a little meal, she frowned again, stared straight at Maka and added:

"However, I don't like the surname 'Fisher', so I hardly talk about it with anyone else."

"Dale... Fei."

This time Maka was really stunned.

From the future back to the present, the windbreaker witch who has been with him for so long is Delphi, the illegitimate daughter of Voldemort and Bellatrix?

Just thinking like this, there are too many possibilities for him to imagine - what will happen in the future to become what it is now?

For a time, many guesses overlapped and overlapped in Maka's mind, and the confusion in his heart continued to increase until his brain could not turn around again.

But the most uncertain question for him now is the most critical one:

"... what are you back for?"

When Delphi heard the speech, a touch of sadness flashed in her eyes. Then she immediately looked away slightly.

She opened her mouth and whispered:

"Save my father."

Is that so?

Maka clenched the staff in her hand again, but then released it a little bit. He just felt that he had a lot to say, but he couldn't say it all the time, so he had to stand there and be silent for a moment.

For Voldemort... No, it should be the daughter of "Tom Riddle", Marca's heart is not guilty. Because Voldemort was undoubtedly damned, and her mother Bellatrix was equally guilty and unforgivable.

But as he said at the beginning, the child is innocent after all.

He doesn't mind Delphi hating him.

But is it really good to let him taste the taste of losing important people in this way?

A few minutes of silence, Maka suddenly took a deep breath. The air in the sky is mixed with a little cold, but it still can't wash the chaos in his heart.

"Delphi... How have you lived all these years?"