Chapter 1607

"... Luna... Luna? Wake up, it's time to get up..."

A familiar voice seemed to float from afar, gently awakening Luna's sleeping consciousness. Yes, that's Maka's voice. It's really familiar.

"Well?"

Luna, who was lying in bed, twisted her mouth and moved her head slightly, so that a strand of golden hair in front of her forehead slipped to one side.

Soon, I saw her vaguely open her eyes, and the hazy vision gradually became clear.

"Maka?" her eyes shook on the roof, then finally turned her head and looked down at her face. "HMM... good morning?"

In the vague greeting, Luna seemed to feel the temperature and touch from the palm of her right hand. She subconsciously shook it back, and then realized that her right hand seemed to be gently held by Marca.

"That's it. Remember not to let go. There will be problems." Maka moved her hand and smiled at Luna. "In addition, good morning... It's afternoon!"

"Oh, didn't I sleep for a long time?"

Luna obviously didn't mind Marca holding her hand. She just pulled her other hand out of the quilt and rubbed her slightly sour eyes.

"It didn't take long," Marca said. "But then I think you might need to sleep for a while."

"Really?"

Luna tilted her head and thought. She didn't know what she had figured out, so she nodded.

"OK! I see... If necessary, get some more sleep."

Obviously, with her keen intuition, she has noticed something - maybe there is something wrong with her body, or some other reason, which makes Maka think she needs a good sleep.

However, eluna, who has no persistent psychology for many things, doesn't seem to have the mind to ask Maka two more questions. It was clearly what happened to her, but she didn't care at all.

The next moment, I heard her turn:

"But before I go back to bed, I want to have a drink... Do you still have butter and beer in your pocket?"

"Oh, of course!"

Maka smiled, stretched her left hand to her waist, and then pulled out a glass wine bottle that looked dirty. Yes, although the butter beer in the pig head bar is delicious, it doesn't look very good. People can tell it at a glance.

"Look! At present, I'm most thankful that I asked aberforth to get two boxes for me to store. But it's a pity that he wouldn't tell me where the goods came from... And I don't know when his broken bar will reopen!"

While complaining casually, Maka took out another cup, controlled the bottle to pour in, and heated it a little.

The appropriate temperature can make the taste of butter beer more mellow and silky.

Before long, he helped Luna sit up from bed and let the cup float to each other's face. Luna reached for it and drank contentedly.

However, in the whole process, Maka's hand has been firmly holding Luna's right hand, even once.

Luna's magic is guided by Maka's powerful spirit. It is steadily input into Maka's body through the palms held by the two people, and then returns to Luna's magic source again.

The magic that had been agitated due to imbalance was always restrained below the critical line of riots in the cycle made by Maka so carefully.

Looking at Luna's happy expression when drinking butter and beer, Maka couldn't help slightly lifting the corners of her mouth, as if she was enjoying the pure beauty.

Yes, rather than liking Luna, Maka likes Luna's pure and natural state of mind. Because even if he is always pretending to be indifferent, he also knows that he will never have such a casual character like Luna.

Marca envies Luna, and maybe... It's the same feeling that Dumbledore, who has not been "selfish", secretly envies him.

"Would you like another drink?"

Luna looked up and drank the butter beer in the cup, then stretched out his tongue and licked the delicate foam on his upper lip.

"No, one cup is enough... My stomach is warm. I should be able to have a good sleep."

Maka took the cup she handed back and put it on the bedside table next to her. Listening to her touching her belly, she couldn't help nodding her head.

"Now I want to continue to sleep?"

Luna sipped her mouth and thought seriously. She didn't know what she thought. Suddenly she looked down at the right hand being held by Marca.

"Maka, you know what? When I was in spiral Town, I seemed to have a few dreams... I dreamed of something a little scary. But I'm not afraid at all, because I know Maka will come to save me..."

How long has it been since Luna spoke in such a dreamy tone? Marca is not sure. But he knew that whenever Luna spoke in this tone, those words always had a strange persuasion.

Just like now, the topic of "dream" mentioned by Luna makes Maka involuntarily recall those time back journeys.

To be honest, he doesn't think Luna will have those memories. After all, for Luna in front of him, many things have not really experienced.

But

"So," Luna reached out and touched Maka's eyebrows, as if to smooth his slightly wrinkled eyebrows, "Maka, don't be afraid, because no matter what happens, I will always be here waiting for you."

Luna's words made Maka feel a subtle sense of detachment from reality, as if she knew everything Maka had experienced.

But I have to say that her words also calmed Maka involuntarily.

Yes, Luna said "don't be afraid" - can anyone see more clearly and speak more accurately than her?

"OK, I see."

Maka stared at her clear eyes for a long time before she bowed her head slowly and firmly.

"That's good."

Luna smiled, then moved her body and got into the quilt again. Then she saw her holding the quilt, revealing only a pair of eyes from the edge of the quilt, looking at Maka and whispering:

"Good night."

Maka didn't move. She just held her hand until she really fell asleep. Then she took out a bottle of dreamless sleeping agent and fed it to her mouth.

A moment later, he finally released his hand and said silently in his heart:

"Well, it really works."