For a moment, Aunt Sophia even had an impulse: just call someone!

Tell the people in the entire makeshift camp that Andrew and a strange girl are here.

In this way, she would have separated her relationship with Andrew! In fact, if it weren't for the murderous aura emitted from Andrew just now that Aunt Sophia was worried, she would have done this!

As a mother, her idea is very simple:

Yes, you are my daughter’s savior, and I am grateful to you for the rest of my life!

But if you really want to fight against Master Hobert, don’t involve my daughter!!

After hearing Andrew remained silent for a moment, he spoke again: "My injury has nothing to do with Hobert."

Aunt Sofia breathed a little relieved.

But I immediately became nervous: Andrew did not respectfully call him "Great Master", but called him "Horbert" directly! What does this mean?

"So Andrew, you hurt the whole thing-"

Aunt Sophia stared at Andrew, and at the same time pulled the little Sophie with a puzzled face to her side, like a female beast protecting her cub.

If possible, Aunt Sophia really hopes to repay her daughter's life-saving benefactor.

She really hoped to hear words from Andrew, such as: "Don't worry, my injury has nothing to do with Hobert and the riots in the town!"

pity.

Andrew said: "I met a Hobert apprentice on the way back and was beaten by him."

This is the "accident" Andrew encountered on his way back.

He encountered a magic apprentice, but not an ordinary magic apprentice. "Water Inspiration" allowed Andrew to play with all the pursuers in his palms, freely traveling through the increasingly chaotic town, but he could not deceive the man.

Aunt Sophia's face finally turned pale.

He shouted in his heart: "I know! I know!"

In her opinion, Andrew fought with a magic apprentice, although it wasn't a big deal that Hobert himself wasn't too bad!

And what the hell is this relaxed tone? "He beaten...'L'" Aunt Sophia really doubted whether Hobert's comment on Andrew was real that night: "Is there really a problem with his brain?"

Sophie little didn't understand why her mother and Andrew's brother suddenly became something wrong.

Aunt Sophia carefully lifted the curtain of the tent and looked outside.

Looking back at Andrew, "You...the magic apprentice who was not injured by you, are you following me? Andrew, tell me quickly that you didn't bring anyone to the camp! Oh my God, why are you trying to provoke Master Hobert's apprentice!"

Her face was extremely anxious, but her voice was minimized.

He seemed afraid that a terrible magic apprentice would jump in from outside.

Seeing this, Andrew couldn't help but sigh.

Honestly, I feel a little bad.

You shouldn't just talk to yourself and bring someone back, scaring a single mother who worked hard to raise her daughter like this.

Andrew knew that Aunt Sophia just wanted to call.

But to be honest, it is completely understandable: from Aunt Sophia's standpoint, for the sake of Xiao Sophia's safety, her attitude towards herself will be like this. If I think from the perspective of others, I am Xiao Sophia's parent, then I may be more heartless than Aunt Sophia and will not easily let someone enter the tent from the beginning.

Andrew didn't blame Aunt Sophia at all, but he really thought: the flames in this world are too terrifying.

Not just a threat to human body and life.

It is even more a destruction of people's hearts.

This is probably what is called "talking about fire and frightening".

“Don’t worry.”

Andrew slowed down and comforted, "That person can't chase me, and he won't follow me to the camp."

"Ah? Why?"

Aunt Sophia didn't care, and warned sternly, "Andrew, I tell you, don't underestimate the students of Master Hobert! I heard from Ivan that some of them are powerful, and they may not be much worse than the Sheriff Raymond!"

Andrew nodded: "I know, so I was injured. But I really won't be followed, because it's true that guy hurt me, but the price he paid is..."

Speaking of this, Andrew pursed his lips, "...the price is that I was slaughtered."

Aunt Sofia: "Oh...Huh? Wait! What did you say?!"

Andrew's voice became more and more calm: "When I came back, I did encounter a guy who was a high-level magic apprentice. He wanted to capture me and my friend (snatch Barbara), and I killed him."

Aunt Sofia: “…”

She looked at Andrew in front of her. There was no need to doubt at this moment that something had definitely happened to the boy in front of her. Sophia even felt that this might not be the Andrew she had known before.

With eyes facing each other, Andrew insisted: "Can you trust me and help me? I'm not trying to involve you and Sophie Little, but I'm really sure enough, and I really need your and Sophie Little to help."

If someone else was replaced, Aunt Sophia would definitely kick it out with one kick. Even the person who saved Sophia was no exception. Aunt Sophia wanted to kick Andrew out just now. Isn’t this because of Andrew’s murderous aura that didn’t dare.

But looking at Andrew's eyes were extremely confident, calm and firm at this moment.

Aunt Sophia felt that something deep in her heart seemed to be touched.

Her lips moved, and Aunt Sophia murmured, "Tell me Andrew, what's going on?"

Andrew pursed his lips.

Things are not complicated in fact-

"Ah, I seem to see it, here! People are here!"

A young man wearing an intermediate magic apprentice turned around a corner of the street quickly and said with a blunt smile, "I'm caught by me, my master - huh?"

There was nothing in front of me, so where was there any figure?

"Get out of here, I'm playing tricks on us!"

The other apprentices in his group who were in charge of searching Barbara's snatching.

Some people with bad tempers just started to swear words.

Although everyone is an apprentice under the command of Master Hobert, or a flame warrior who is actually responsible for many dirty and tiring tasks, the relationship between them is not good. The relationship between them is more like a Gu who is kept in a magic laboratory. Through open and secret struggles between them, they pull others down and go up by themselves.

The man who initially said "there is a man" had a pale face and said nothing, turned around and continued to look towards the next search point.

Honestly confused in my heart: "I really think I saw it..."

After a while, these people walked away.

A figure flashed out quietly from a corner that was almost impossible to hide.

It's Andrew!

He came alone to a pile of debris on one side of the street, lifted up a few debris, and carried Barbara's body back.

"call……"

Andrew breathed, "It's so dangerous!"
Chapter completed!