Chapter 2434: What do you mean

"Hornheim? You are...Alysandro's...daughter?" John looked at Sarah across the table, with a contradictory expression on his face, as if mixing a little bit of surprise with more doubts. It makes people confused.
　　 Yes, of course he knows the Hohenheim house in Switzerland—in the modern magic world, except for Nicol Lemay, who refined the Philosopher’s Stone, everybody mentions alchemy when they mention the surname Hohenheim.
　　Remember that Phillips Hohenheim was amazingly talented in alchemy back then. Although the research direction is different, the corresponding achievements are no less than Nicol Lemay. Today, Phillips is no longer there, and the Hohenheim family is still sluggish, but after all, every generation of posterity has never slackened and has been committed to alchemy.
Now Sarah’s nominal father, Alysandro Hornheim, is far less talented than his ancestors and Nicol Lemay, but he has been working day and night at the Egyptian Alchemy Research Center for nearly half of his life, and this alchemy has fallen sharply. The era is still wholeheartedly committed to reviving its glory.
It can be said that compared to Nicol Lemay... and even his ancestors, he has paid much more for alchemy and for the entire magical world-many very reliable and practical alchemy props from the Ministry of Magic in various countries, most of which are From the Egyptian Alchemy Research Center under his command.
　　 However, not many people, including John at this moment, know that Alysandro, as a workaholic, actually has a daughter named "Sarah"! Otherwise, the page about the little girl in the information that John saw at the beginning would not be nearly blank.
　　 "Hohenheim...Miss," John hesitated after he was startled, "I know that Alisandro has a son, but I don't know that there is actually a daughter."
　　 "Noah is my brother."
　　 Sarah didn't care about John's confusion. Moreover, even though she doesn't mind to make her real life and experience public, she doesn't think it is necessary to talk more about it.
　　 "Anyway, Mr. Stewart, that's all I know."
　　 After saying so, Sarah turned her head and looked in the direction of the subject, seeming to indicate that she should have said it, she had already said it all. As for the slightly questioning glances from the eyes of Hermione, Ron and others on both sides, she didn't look at them.
　　 On the other side, I just heard those answers from Sarah. John, who gained the identity of the opponent and some news related to his teammates, was naturally emotional at this time. Taking advantage of subconsciously questioning Sarah's kung fu, what he was thinking about was the appearance of the teammate who was lucky enough to escape the attack that the other party had previously described.
Blond hair, brown eyes, an old windbreaker, and a thin golden chain on his chest—there is only one teammate who fits this appearance, and that is the wizard who was born in the Stewart family like him, and his little uncle, Jason. Stewart.
　　 To be honest, he doesn't know much about himself, an uncle who has never had a high sense of existence. I only know that when I was young, the other party seemed to have always lived in New York, without children or even friends.
　　 After John graduated from Ifamoni and worked in the workshop for a period of time, he was recalled to his home, and he unobtrusively served as a quality inspector for wands in the workshop. And this work lasted more than ten years.
　　 Now when he thinks about it, John is quite surprised to find that he has no more impression of this young uncle Jason except for his "low-key, dark expression and inaction".
　　 But, if I don’t understand the return, I don’t understand, the other party is still my family after all. What's more, in this mission, the opponent is also one of his teammates who risked his death to participate with him. Right now the opponent is still unclear. Of course, he has the obligation to figure out where the opponent is and whether he is still alive.
　　 If it can be done, it is best to try to rendezvous with the other party.
　　 Although his thoughts were upset, John didn't think about it for too long. These thoughts only passed through his head, and he probably understood what he should do next.
　　 "Thank you Miss Hornheim."
　　 Soon, John who had said such thanks suddenly turned his head to the Lord of the Living Dead, looked directly at the other side and said:
　　 "Remember that your Excellency just said that Miss Hornheim can answer my question for me in the ‘first half’. That means... Does your excellency know the current situation of my teammate who was lucky enough to escape the death?"
　　 As soon as John's voice fell, this time, the Lord of the Living Dead, who was sitting not far away, did not remain silent. He immediately nodded and admitted unabashedly:
　　 "Although I just found out, but...Yes, I already know where he went."
　　 "Where is he?" John heard the words and hurriedly asked.
　　 However, the Lord of the Living Dead shook his head slowly, took a sip from the wine glass, and then said:
"I already know it, but Mr. Stewart-aren't you curious, why do you, a teammate, know nothing about his whereabouts? I believe that before you gather the courage to set foot on this land, you must do the same. Many rigorous plans have been discussed, and they must also include how to reunite after being defeated and fleeing separately...Since you and he were fortunate to avoid death on the spot, UUreading www.uukanshu.com and then survived to this day. , Why did you come to ask me where he is?"
　　 When the other party said something, John was a little dazed.
　　 Of course, what the other party said, John had also considered it in his heart. Not only today, but in the past few days in London, he seems to have nothing to do at the same time, he naturally has the mind to wait for the surviving teammates to contact him. Although he knows that the hope is slim, he is not willing to believe that the whole team is true. The only one is still alive.
　　 But now it has been proven that most of the teammates are probably really dead. Except for those people who were killed by the low-level living corpses, there is really little possibility that the tombstones seen in the Houyuan tonight will be empty, and the living corpses have no need to lie to him.
　　 But...Yes, since Jason is still alive, why doesn't the other party want to rendezvous with him? Was it because I discovered that London is already occupied by living corpses, so I dare not approach it? Or did you encounter many dangers on the road after escaping? There are so many possibilities.
　　 is the only one, he doesn't want to think about the possibility that the Lord of the Living Corpses currently expresses in and out of his words.
　　 "What do you mean?" John stared at each other and asked coldly.
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