"Mr. McLean, do you need me to sort it out for you?"

Maca has a keen sense of sight, while Fanny is always attentive to Maca's words and actions. Yes, when Maca just turned her head slightly, Fanny had already followed his gaze.

"No, there's no need for that." Maca shook her head, and then smiled at the fat young master, "Although my popularity has always been good, it is obvious that there are always a few people who look at me unpleasantly. ”

"Huh? Who? The fat young master poked his head and glanced behind Maca, "Huh? How do I feel like I've seen those two guys somewhere? Is it a delusion? ”

"I don't think that's a delusion," Maca said, shrugging her shoulders, "don't you remember?" They were sitting next to you just now. ”

"Really?"

The fat young master tilted his head and recalled, but at that time, all he had in his mind was the word "eat", where could he notice other things? At this point, looking familiar is basically the limit.

Just when he couldn't remember it, Mr. Ghost, who was floating on the side, spoke.

"The younger one is the young master of the Taufflers," said Davide the Ghost, "and I have little impression of the wizard with him...... But I think it's someone from the Taforler family. ”

"This gentleman is very well-informed," said Maca, nodding, "to be honest, although I had some friction with that young master Tafora, I still don't know much about them in the end. Sir, I wonder if you can tell me about their family's situation? ”

"Mr. McLean is polite," Davide shook his head slightly, "It is certainly not possible to talk about being well-informed, that is, after a long time, I just know a few more people." ”

The ghost gentleman was humble for a moment, and then said: "In fact, there have not been a few famous people in the Taforler family, and the one who knows the most should be the 'Duke of Peake' at the end of the 18th century." I think Mr. McLean must remember that it was the wizarding duke who escaped beheading with a concealment spell during the Reign of Terror. ”

"Oh! I remember a little bit when you said that. Maca nodded abruptly, "Hmm...... That Duke Peake's real name should be Vincent, right? The one who cast a hidden spell on his neck and pretended to have been beheaded? ”

"That's right, it's him." Davide smiled, "Mr. McLean really knows, yes, this Duke of Pique is quite famous in the French wizarding world - of course, whether it is a good name or not. ”

Maca smiled and agreed. He could imagine that this reputation could not be said to be good or bad, because the story of the Duke of Pique was told as a joke by the wizards.

While Maca and the ghost were talking and laughing, the fat young master standing opposite him suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Hey! That kid isn't just glaring at you—" The flesh on his face shook, and he didn't know what expression he made, "Look, he still dares to stare at me, young master?" Where did I mess with him? Watch me stare at him! ”

As he spoke, he took a step to the side and stood next to Maka. Without Maca's head in the way, he could finally look at each other as much as he wanted, so he immediately glanced at each other.

Maca looked at him, then turned to look at the guy outside the auditorium door, and pursed her lips speechlessly. After a moment's hesitation, he gave Davide another inquiring look to the ghost beside him.

"It's useless, I can't persuade it." Davide shook his head and said with a wry smile, "As I said before, the young master of our family has always been very straightforward, and what he has decided must be done. Speaking of which, at this point, the young master's temper is still very similar to his father's. ”

"So what to do?" Maca glanced at the fat young master on the side again, "If this continues, I think he will soon stop being satisfied with glaring with his eyes-"

As if to confirm his words, the big fat young master's face suddenly changed again. The next moment, he couldn't bear it any longer, and walked towards the door of the auditorium with great strides.

"Yo! Don't you want that kid's eyeballs? ”

Seeing that the grumpy fat young master was babbling as he walked forward, Maca and the ghost Davide looked at each other, and then immediately followed. No way, they're not here to make trouble today, and in Beauxbatons right now, the less mess the better.

Madame Maxim, who had been standing not far away, did not move, she thought for a moment, and then simply turned and went deeper into the auditorium.

It was not convenient for her to come forward in this situation, and if she had said it now, the nature of the matter would have been different.

Although Madame Maxim is the headmaster of Beauxbatons, she is considered a master here, but her behavior is not unscrupulous. It's one thing for a dispute between guests to have a dispute, and it's a big deal that she will mediate afterwards, but if there is a possibility of partiality because of a moment of carelessness, it will make people catch it.

On the other side, the fat man had already walked in front of Young Master Tefleur, but he saw him pouting and pointing his thick arms full of fat at the other party's nose.

“…… Dare to stare at it? Why are you staring at Young Master? Where did Young Master Ben recruit you? ”

Truth be told, when a guy who is fat enough to fit his size three or four makes a big stride all the way over, most people feel a little empty in their hearts.

"Hmph, did I glare at you?" Young Master Tefal took a step back slightly, lest the fat man's fingers really poke his nose, "I can't just take a look?" Who made you stand right there? ”

"Hey! Say you stare at me and you still don't admit it? The fat young master raised his eyebrows again, poked his radish thick fingers several times in a row, and reprimanded majestically, "You look at it casually with that kind of eyes?" Dare not admit it! Are you still not a man? ”

This fat man spoke happily, and his actions were even more unscrupulous. Before Tauffler could open his mouth to refute, the wizard with him couldn't help but speak first.

"Master Hohenheim, be careful with your words."

The wizard was dressed in a gray-bottomed wizard's robe, and his face was a little gloomy, but he spoke politely. It can be seen that he is the kind of guy who pays more attention to etiquette when interacting with people.

However, it is an indisputable fact that he was the one who stared at Maca with a cold gaze during lunch.

"Young Master Ben likes to talk like this, what's wrong?" Unexpectedly, the fat man didn't buy it at all, he was still very arrogant, and he saw that with a wave of his right hand, the fat on his body shook with it, "Are you his old man?" Take care of your son! Otherwise, who knows if he will let people pick out his eyeballs tomorrow? ”

"Do you understand what you're talking about?" Young Master Tefal finally couldn't suppress the fire in his heart, and he said angrily, "This is Beauxbatons, you know? You think this is your home? ”

"It's not your house anyway!" The fat man pursed his lips and said nonchalantly, "Boy, I'll tell you!" If you don't apologize to me today, I won't be able to spare you, young master! Oh yes! And my buddy McLean! You just glared at him! ”

Maca smiled and didn't say anything.

The young master of the Tefler family has an old grudge against Maca, and now with the new hatred of the fat young master of the Hohenheim family, these two are together, and his anger value suddenly bursts.

This guy has never been a tolerable person, and if it weren't for his father's advice this time, he would have wanted to fight against Maca. Although he also knows that the frontal tough attack is obviously not an opponent, there should still be a chance to think of a dark trick or something in secret.

But now, he was completely overwhelmed by the fat man's anger.

"Apologize? Do you want me to apologize? Young Master Teforle had bruises on his forehead, and said angrily, "Okay! The Hohenheim family, right? I'm going to duel with you! If you can win me, I'll ......."

As he spoke, he pulled his hand into his pocket and pulled out a pair of white gloves. But just as he was about to throw the glove in the fat man's face, his arm involuntarily paused.

There was no way, he suddenly saw Maca standing behind the fat man.

“…… Hmph," Teffler opened his mouth, hesitating visibly for a moment, before glaring again, "Fatty, it's just you and me—duel!" To dare or not to dare? ”

With that, he finally threw the glove out, but it was directly at the fat man's feet.

If he threw it in the other party's face, he would be able to gain the most powerful momentum, but he was really afraid that his hand would shake and throw it on the Maca behind the fat man. Just in case, he had to choose a relatively controllable plan, but the momentum of this duel was obviously much weaker.

"Duel?" The fat man smiled, "Young Master Ben hasn't played a wizard duel yet!" Okay! I'll say it first, if you're injured or something, don't blame Young Master Ben for making too much effort! ”

As he spoke, he bent over, but where could the flesh of his body find his waist? Maybe he couldn't bend down, or maybe he didn't want to lose his momentum, so he quickly pulled out his wand and gently raised it.

Suddenly, the white hand that had fallen to the ground suddenly jumped up and was accurately grasped by him.

Maka, who was watching behind him, nodded secretly when she saw this. It's a silent spell – the cane swing is skillful, accurate and fast.

I can't see that this fat man from an alchemy family is not bad at all in terms of charms.

The fat young master's hand was obviously to give Na Ta Fowler a dismount. A pre-match performance like this is usually done to put some pressure on the opponent, but it also requires corresponding strength to make the trip.

"Master Taforle?" The gloomy wizard frowned slightly.

"Needless to say, I'm measured—" Tefler waved his hand lightly, then said to the fat man, "Do you know the rules?" After dinner today, you can decide the location! ”

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