Just as Alex had expected, the conversation about his true identity and all the secrets he had been hiding stretched on for many long hours. As usual, there were the most frequently asked questions—ones Alex had already answered so many times that he did them almost automatically, without even thinking about it. Integra asked Alex why, despite possessing such immense power, he hadn’t dealt with Chuck from the very beginning and why he continued doing completely different work instead.

Hearing Integra’s question, Alex explained what he had already explained many times before: why he was occupied with other things instead of dealing with Chuck. He had to spend some time explaining everything to Integra in detail because she demanded the reasons behind every single one of his actions.

When Alex had laid out all the details and reasons, Integra nodded thoughtfully, took a sip of whiskey, lit her cigar, and pondered the new information. Seras, for her part, asked the most innocent questions in her own style—mostly about other worlds and the beautiful places Alex had visited. But suddenly Alucard, who had been silent until then, asked a question that made Seras fall quiet and caused Integra to lift her gaze and snap out of her thoughts.

“Why doesn’t your father interfere in human affairs when they cry out for help? Why does he simply continue to watch, doing nothing, while seeing his creations continue to suffer?” Alucard asked, looking at Alex without her usual smile.

“It all comes down to freedom of choice and freedom of will. My father gave everyone the greatest gift—freedom. And everyone uses that gift in their own way. Some create good, some create evil… In truth, this topic can be interpreted in many different ways. But at its core, it’s about freedom of choice. And every choice has its consequences,” Alex replied in a calm tone, lighting a cigarette.

“That is not the answer I wanted to hear. But it will suffice,” Alucard said, gazing at Alex with a thoughtful look.

“I understand why you asked. Some things are simply very difficult to explain without spending a great deal of time on them. Because certain answers will only raise even more questions. But the simplest answer is that everyone chooses for themselves how to use the gift my father gave to his creations,” Alex said thoughtfully, stroking his chin.

Hearing Alex’s words, Alucard fell into deep thought, returning to old memories of the time when she had chosen her own path and turned away from God. And now, after many centuries, she had met the son of that very God—the one she had once believed in, the one she had waged wars for, and the one she had ultimately rejected.

Alucard even found it quite ironic that her beloved had turned out to be the son of the Creator himself. She actually laughed at the irony of her own life: in the end, her life was once again connected to the God she had turned away from. Alex looked at Alucard as she laughed and heard the irony in her laughter.

Alex stood up from his seat, walked over to Alucard, leaned forward slightly, and whispered a few words in her ear. Upon hearing Alex’s words, Alucard’s eyes widened for a moment, and then she burst into loud laughter, genuinely amused by what he had said.

Hearing Alucard’s familiar laughter and seeing that she had returned to her usual state, Alex smiled faintly and was about to return to his seat. But the moment he turned away, Alucard grabbed his arm and pulled him back. Feeling himself being tugged, Alex suddenly found his face buried between Alucard’s breasts as she looked at him with her usual obsessive gaze.

Alex had expected this after saying those words to Alucard. Before things could go any further, Integra gave a dry cough, her entire demeanor making it clear that the conversation was not over yet. Hearing Integra’s cough, Alucard turned her head and gave her a provocative look.

In the same moment, she kissed Alex right in front of Integra, clearly stating her position on the matter. Integra’s eyelid began to twitch as she watched, and she was one step away from throwing the ashtray at Alucard’s head.

Before Alex could once again get hit in the head with the ashtray, he managed to free himself from Alucard’s embrace—even though he had enjoyed it. Returning to his seat, Alex resumed answering questions. Now Alucard was also interested in certain things after receiving an answer to the question that had tormented her for so long. When Alex mentioned his Guild, Integra immediately began asking questions to learn how the Guild was structured and how it operated.

Alex first explained the reason he had created the Guild: it wasn’t only about saving worlds from tragic endings, but also about allowing every Guild member to experience their own adventures. When he explained that the Guild was run by his own family, Integra nodded in understanding, considering it the right decision.

Even after Alex had shared his memories with the three women, the number of questions did not decrease. Alex even let Alucard and Seras taste dragon blood from his inventory. The conversation continued almost until midnight, until Alessa began showing signs that she wanted to sleep, barely keeping her eyes open while sitting on Seras’s lap.

Seeing that Alessa was already falling asleep, Seras took it upon herself to carry her to bed. As Seras and Alessa were leaving, Alex wanted to remind Seras that she no longer needed to sleep in a coffin to restore her vampiric powers.

But before Alex could say a single word, Seras and Alessa had already left Integra’s office and gone to sleep. Alex thought he would stay with Alucard and Integra to continue the conversation. However, Alucard had other plans. After all, she had lost all three million souls in her body and also needed to restore her strength by sleeping in a coffin.

Alucard walked up to Alex, gently ran a nail along his cheek, then leaned in. She softly touched her lips to his, cast a brief glance at Integra, and then walked straight through the wall. Integra stared at the wall Alucard had passed through, then shifted her gaze to Alex.

“Let’s go, husband,” Integra said, rising from behind her desk.

“Where to?” Alex asked, tilting his head slightly in confusion as he looked at her.

“To sleep. I’m tired and need rest to regain my strength. There will be a lot of work to do over the next few days. Even though nothing actually happened in London, there were still eyewitnesses who saw everything. That means we will need to provide an explanation to Her Majesty,” Integra said, walking over to Alex and stopping right in front of him.

“I’m surprised no one called you during all this time… Alright, let’s go to sleep. A hot bath wouldn’t hurt right now—I’m a little tired,” Alex said, stretching slightly as he stood up from his chair.

When Alex mentioned that he was tired, Integra gave him a blank stare. After learning and seeing what Alex had dealt with in the past, the entire war against Millennium looked to Integra like nothing more than children’s play.

Integra was certain that Alex wasn’t tired at all—he hadn’t even exerted himself during this war and had only intervened when he felt like having a little fun. Stopping her stare, Integra walked to the door and opened it to leave her office.

“You’re tired? Don’t you find that funny yourself? Compared to what you showed and told us, this whole war with Millennium was like a children’s game in a sandbox. Especially since you could have broken all the toys before the game even started,” Integra said, giving Alex a blank look as she left the office with him.

“I already told you, wife. There are things that must happen, otherwise it could affect many things in the future. Because of the Major’s plans, millions of people were supposed to die across the world, with one million in London alone. What irritates me more is that those three bitches might crawl out and ruin everything,” Alex said as they walked down the corridor together.

“What three bitches?” Integra asked, turning her head toward him.

“The Fates… From the antics of the past Castiel and his buddy Balthazar. When they messed up with the Titanic, one of the three bitches had to intervene and start killing people to restore the natural order,” Alex replied, stroking his chin.

Hearing the name “Fates,” Integra immediately fell into thought, recalling what those beings were. She quickly remembered the legend of the three sisters who spun the thread of fate for every human and god. Integra recalled that the Fates decided when a person would be born, how they would live, and when their life would come to an end.

Thinking about Alex’s words, she remembered that the angel Castiel she had read about in the report on the Winchester brothers was the angel who had sided with humans. But in the end, the past Castiel had been replaced by Alex’s brother, who had played the role of Castiel while watching over this world until Alex arrived. Thinking about everything happening in this world, Integra returned to pondering the Fates.

“Goddesses of fate, then… How certain are you that none of the three sisters will decide to kill those who were destined to die?” Integra asked, slightly narrowing her eyes.

“My clone, who is currently playing the role of Death, is supposed to clean up all the loose ends to restore order. I have everything under control, but if any of those three bitches show up, I’ll simply kill all three. Whether they’re alive or not, fate will continue to flow as it should,” Alex said, opening the door to the bedroom for Integra.

“Won’t their deaths cause even more problems?” Integra asked, sitting on the edge of the bed and removing her jacket.

“The death of three idiots who think they are the weavers of fate will change nothing. They are only an insignificantly small part of the concept called Fate. Every mythology has its own goddess of fate, but that doesn’t make them the embodiment of Fate itself… Alright, I’m going to take a bath. I want to lie in hot water. If you have more questions, you know where to find me,” Alex said, changing into shorts and a T-shirt with magic.

Integra watched as Alex entered the bathroom with a towel over his shoulder. After another glance at the bathroom, Integra walked to her wardrobe and began removing the clothes that were soaked with sweat and blood from that long night.

Looking at her blood-stained clothes, Integra simply tossed them into the trash bin beside the wardrobe and took out a fresh set. But before changing, she calmly removed her underwear, took a towel from the wardrobe, and wrapped it around her body. Grabbing the clean set of clothes and underwear, she headed to the bathroom.

Approaching the bathroom door, Integra heard the sound of running water and a soft melody that Alex was humming. Calmly opening the door, she entered and saw Alex lying in the bathtub with his eyes closed. Carefully placing the clean clothes on the bathroom counter, Integra removed her towel and stood beside Alex, casting her shadow over him. Alex opened his eyes and saw the naked Integra standing next to him.

“Unexpected,” Alex said, looking at her.

“What exactly?” Integra asked, still standing there with the same calm expression.

“They’re bigger than I thought. Well, that makes sense—you wear compressing underwear and a corset,” Alex said, nodding slightly.

“If you’re done staring, then move over so I can sit,” Integra said, pointing at the bathtub.

“Why the sudden development?” Alex asked, shifting into a sitting position.

“Don’t pretend to be surprised. This is still my house… and you are still my husband. I see no reason to pretend we need to observe any formalities. And we haven’t finished our conversation. I’m not going to waste time waiting for you to relax in the bath before we continue talking,” Integra said without the slightest embarrassment as she sat in the tub and leaned against Alex.

“As you wish. Just let me relax a little… before we continue talking. And you could use some relaxation too. The last night brought quite a few shocks, and even an iron lady like you needs a little quiet. So relax and find some inner peace,” Alex said, closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around Integra’s waist, placing his hands on her stomach.

“Keep your hands where they belong if you don’t want to lose them. If you want to move them higher, do it without distracting me. But if your hands start interfering with the conversation, I’ll remove them myself. Understood, husband?” Integra said, feeling Alex’s hands on her stomach.

“I haven’t even done anything yet. I just hugged you—I didn’t start groping. There’s a time and place for everything,” Alex sighed, looking at Integra’s back.

“You said it yourself—there’s a time and place for everything. And I will decide the time and place,” Integra replied, glancing at him over her shoulder.

Alex simply sighed and closed his eyes, leaning back to relax a little in the hot water. Even when Alex leaned back, Integra continued sitting, looking forward and still feeling his hands on her stomach. She began sinking into her thoughts and closed her eyes to process everything that had happened and everything she had learned.

Listening to Alex’s steady breathing behind her, Integra relaxed a little and leaned back, resting her head on his chest and stretching her legs forward. Even if she didn’t show it, the fatigue was making itself felt—not only physical, but also mental. Lying on Alex’s chest, Integra thought that he was the only one to whom she had shown this side of herself.

But she understood that Alex was not someone who would betray or abandon her, so she trusted him. Integra placed her hands over Alex’s and began to rest, lying in the hot bath to regain some strength.

Some time later, Integra opened her eyes and sat up, feeling that some of the fatigue had faded. Turning her head, she reached out and gently pulled Alex’s cheek so he would open his eyes. Alex opened his eyes and looked at Integra, whose entire demeanor made it clear that she was ready to continue the conversation and had rested enough.

Alex gave Integra a blank look, literally saying that they would have time to talk later. But even that look made it clear to Integra that the conversation would continue. Seeing that it was useless to resist, Alex simply nodded, showing he was ready to keep answering all the questions she would ask.

Alex calmly answered all of Integra’s questions while helping her with the bath, even though she hadn’t asked him to. And she didn’t stop him either. Even after they finished bathing, Integra said nothing when Alex helped her dress and dry her hair—she simply accepted all his gestures with a calm face, continuing to ask various questions and talk to him.

Once dressed, Alex and Integra lay down in bed. By then it was already three in the morning. Integra turned onto her side and looked at Alex, who was lying on the pillow with his hands behind his head. Feeling her gaze, Alex turned his head and smiled faintly.

“I think we should stop here. I’d prefer to get some sleep,” Alex said with a light smile, looking at Integra.

“Time and place,” Integra said, looking into his eyes.

“Hmm…? What do you mean?” Alex asked, raising an eyebrow slightly.

“It’s time and place now. I said I would decide when it would happen,” Integra said calmly.

Alex thought for a moment about what Integra had said. But he quickly understood what she meant. Realizing what Integra was talking about, Alex leaned forward, confident in what she was implying. And when Integra returned the kiss, Alex knew he had guessed correctly.

Very quickly morning arrived, and Alex and Integra slept longer than they should have. Integra slept with her head on Alex’s shoulder, her naked body covered by a light sheet. After a few moments, Integra slowly opened her eyes, adjusting to the sunlight filtering through the gaps in the closed curtains.

Feeling that all the fatigue from two days without sleep and an entire night of running and fighting vampires had disappeared, Integra sat up, pressing the sheet to her chest to cover her naked body. Trying to figure out what time it was, she reached for the nightstand to grab her wristwatch.

Looking at the watch, she realized she had slept longer than usual. Seeing the time, Integra let go of the sheet, and it slipped down. All she could do in that situation was sigh—until she felt Alex’s arms wrap around her waist. Turning her head, Integra looked at Alex, who had embraced her.

“If you need more, go to Alucard—she’ll help you with that. I don’t have time right now to fulfill my marital duties,” Integra said in a calm tone.

“I simply hugged my wife in the morning. I wasn’t demanding the fulfillment of marital duties,” Alex said, resting his head on Integra’s lap.

“And I simply told my husband that I don’t have time right now. I still have work I need to do. So if you’ve hugged me enough, then get up,” Integra said, placing her palm on Alex’s face.

“So strict. Let’s have breakfast first, then everything else. I think you’re in for a headache explaining everything to Her Majesty the Queen and the other members of the Round Table, including Penwood, who was sure he had died,” Alex said, chuckling lightly.

“You’re not going to help? You’re the one who arranged all this… Even though thanks to you nothing actually happened to London, there were still eyewitnesses. I don’t think no one noticed that London was attacked. There were traitors on many military sites who helped those dogs from Millennium. And as you said, Penwood was still alive when London was bombed,” Integra said, getting out of bed and tossing the blanket aside.

“I can erase everyone’s memories if you want. It’s not difficult—a couple of minutes and it’s done. Then you won’t have to come up with a sufficiently believable lie to explain why London is intact and none of the residents even know about any attack,” Alex said, starting to help Integra get dressed.

“There’s no need for such radical solutions. Unless you’re also planning to restore the destroyed military infrastructure and rewrite the memories of the traitors… And stop groping me—I told you I don’t have time for this, husband,” Integra said calmly, ending with a blank look at Alex.

“I’m not groping you. It’s just that your compressing bra is uncomfortable… And I’m not going to waste time on that… Erasing memories is one thing, rewriting is another… The second option is to make Penwood stay silent and deny everything. Or make him tell the version that benefits us. But a whole day has already passed, and he most likely spilled everything. Besides, the other Round Table members and the Queen herself most likely saw what happened. But first we need to find out how many witnesses there were,” Alex said, helping Integra put on her underwear.

“I understand. You’re right—I won’t be able to avoid a headache… And my eyes are up here,” Integra said, lifting Alex’s chin with her finger as he buttoned her shirt.

“Yes, yes. Alright, breakfast first, then work,” Alex said, lazily waving off Integra’s words.

Integra looked at Alex and nodded slightly. Leaving the room, Alex and Integra headed to the dining room for breakfast. Walking down the corridor, Alex hoped Walter was still in the manor. When they reached the dining room, Alex went to the kitchen to find Walter.

All he found in the kitchen was a small note. Picking it up, Alex read it and realized that four gremlins had visited the Hellsing manor yesterday and taken their butler away. At that moment Alex realized that there was no longer anyone in the Hellsing manor who could take over Walter’s duties.

Alex knew perfectly well how many responsibilities Walter had had and that he had been the epitome of a true butler. At that very moment Alex felt a headache coming on because it would be difficult to find a replacement for someone like Walter in a short time—someone who had served the Hellsing family for decades. Sighing, Alex decided to put the matter aside for later. First, he was going to prepare breakfast for everyone.

While Alex was busy making a quick breakfast, various options for replacing Walter—who had been an important part of Hellsing—ran through his mind. The only option that came to him at that moment was a robot that could take over Walter’s duties.

But Alex understood that he first needed to ask Integra’s opinion about a robot butler. While Alex was cooking and thinking, Integra entered the kitchen and immediately asked why he was cooking.

Without turning his head, Alex explained what had happened. Integra simply nodded, showing no emotion on her face at the fact that Walter had left for good. In the current situation, Integra was not yet ready to see Walter and certainly had no intention of forgiving his betrayal anytime soon, even if he had had his reasons.

Seeing Integra’s state, Alex decided not to push the topic of Walter any further, but he still suggested the robot butler option. Hearing Alex’s suggestion, Integra fell into thought, making it clear she needed time to consider it. Alex didn’t insist and placed a plate of breakfast in front of Integra before sitting down opposite her.

Alex and Integra ate breakfast in silence, not saying a word. Some time later, sleepy Seras and Alessa entered the kitchen, also wanting breakfast. When Seras tasted real food again, she immediately perked up and woke up instantly, but still added a blood candy to her coffee out of habit.

“The taste of food… how I missed it,” Seras said, almost crying with joy.

“You were a vampire for almost two months. You should have come to terms with the fact that you wouldn’t be able to eat normal food anymore, Seras. So wipe your tears and eat in silence,” Integra said, taking a sip of tea.

Hearing Integra’s words, Seras immediately fell silent and began eating her breakfast quietly, but still enjoying the taste of food as if an eternity had passed since the last time food hadn’t tasted disgusting. After finishing his breakfast, Alex helped Alessa tie her pigtails while she ate. Soon after breakfast, Integra headed to her office to start the mountain of work that undoubtedly awaited her.

Once Integra had left, Alex decided to deal with removing the traces of his interference and erasing all the runes he had used to create the fake London. And so he wouldn’t have to do it alone, Alex invited Seras for a walk. Hearing Alex’s offer, Seras instantly agreed without thinking for even a second.

“Just don’t forget to change your clothes, or your outfit will attract a lot of attention at this time of day,” Alex said, looking at Seras.

“Hehehe. I don’t need to do that… I can do this,” Seras said, chuckling with a satisfied smile.

Alex raised an eyebrow, looking at Seras, and saw her clothes dissolve into black mist. After that, her usual Hellsing outfit transformed into black high-waisted jeans, low-heeled boots, a black T-shirt tucked into the jeans, and a light short black jacket. Alex was surprised that Seras’s Apostle clothing could change its appearance.

But Alex also noticed that when Seras changed her clothes’ appearance, she remained in just her underwear for a moment. Seras looked at Alex with a proud smile—because last night when she went to sleep with Alessa, she had been too lazy to change. At that moment her clothes had changed into black pajamas, which had greatly surprised her.

“Hehehe, what do you think? Very convenient, right?” Seras asked with a cheerful smile.

“Well, that was unexpected. Just don’t do that in public. Otherwise everyone will see your underwear,” Alex said, nodding.

“Mama Seras is a pervert,” Alessa said, looking at Seras with a blank stare.

“I’m still learning. I only got these powers yesterday. I can’t know everything at once,” Seras said, her cheeks turning red with embarrassment.

“Still, you’re doing great. And now that you can change your clothes like this, you can officially join the magical girls club,” Alex said, giving a thumbs-up.

Seras didn’t understand what magical girls Alex was talking about. And why the fact that she could change her clothes’ appearance had anything to do with joining a club of those magical girls. Seeing the confusion on Seras’s face, Alex chuckled lightly, patted her on the head, and beckoned her to follow him into the city. Leaving the manor, Alex took his Impala out of his inventory.

After all, he understood that riding a motorcycle with Alessa and Seras would attract too much unnecessary attention. Getting into the car, Alex decided to explain the reason for his trip to London. But Seras didn’t mind—she still considered it a date. Seeing that Seras had no objections, Alex started the engine and drove toward London. After all, he was planning to delegate most of the work to his clones anyway.

As they were leaving, Alex didn’t notice that a panting Bernadotte had run out of the manor behind them, clearly intent on having a conversation. But before he could shout anything, the black Impala had already driven through the manor gates. All Bernadotte could do was sigh and return to the manor since he had failed to talk to Alex.

The drive to London passed in a good mood. Upon arriving in London, Alex parked the car in a parking lot. Alex had no clear route for this walk, so he took Seras by the hand, picked Alessa up in his arms, and they set off for a stroll.

As they walked through the streets of London, Seras couldn’t stop smiling—because from the outside they looked like a family. Seras smiled even wider when she heard passersby calling them a family. The only thing Seras ignored were some comments about their style of clothing.

After all, she, Alex, and Alessa were all dressed in black and from the side looked like a gloomy family. During the walk, Seras once again began asking questions about other worlds. In particular, Seras asked a question related to a book she had read as a child.

“You said there are countless other worlds. So Hogwarts is real too?” Seras asked, looking at Alex expectantly.

“Very much so. And you’re not the first to ask that question. Any world you can think of may exist. So yes. Hogwarts is real, as is the boy who lived,” Alex replied, chuckling.

“That’s just amazing. An entire school of witchcraft,” Seras said in a dreamy tone.

“Why are you asking? Do you want to become a witch? Or do you want to get your own magic wand?” Alex asked, chuckling lightly.

“Don’t laugh. When I was a child, I also waited for an owl to bring me a letter. For a child, it’s normal to dream about getting into Hogwarts,” Seras said, looking at Alex with a slightly offended face.

“Some can wait, and some can actually get into Hogwarts… Well, for ordinary people it really is an impossible dream. But our family can go study at Hogwarts anytime. And you’re not the only one who would like to be in Hogwarts. Saya, for example, also wants to go. And the other girls wouldn’t refuse either,” Alex said, shrugging slightly.

“When you say it in that tone, it really seems very simple… But I have a question. How do they know who to send the letter to?” Seras asked with a strained smile.

“There’s something called the Quill of Acceptance at Hogwarts. And that quill has special magic that can sense the magic in children and records their names in a book, after which letters are sent to the appropriate children,” Alex answered after a short pause.

“That’s quite convenient… Papa, can that quill sense you and Mama too?” Alessa asked, nodding while sitting in Alex’s arms.

Alex thought for a moment and shook his head, showing that if he didn’t allow it, no matter how strong the magic on the Quill of Acceptance was, it wouldn’t be able to sense his power. Alessa nodded in understanding, and Seras nodded as well.

Continuing their walk, Alex and Seras talked about the world of Harry Potter, since both of them found the topic interesting. Seras even joked that if Integra had ended up in Hogwarts, even the Sorting Hat would have been scared of her. Alex briefly imagined the moment when the Sorting Hat was placed on Integra’s head and, a moment later, apologized to her.

Deciding to change the route a little, Alex led Seras and Alessa toward King’s Cross Station. Seeing where Alex was taking her, Seras perked up—even though there was no Platform 9¾ in this world, it didn’t stop her from showing enthusiasm. But what Alex had forgotten was that this place was quite popular with fans, and many tourists came here to take a commemorative photo. Seeing the crowd of people, Alex grimaced at the number of tourists.

“Unfortunately, we won’t be able to hit our heads against the wall,” Alex said, looking at the large crowd of tourists, and Seras nodded with a strained smile.

“Papa, why would you hit your head against the wall? Are you bored?” Alessa asked, sitting on Alex’s shoulders.

“Hehehe, Alessa. He’s joking. In the book, young wizards passed through that pillar to get to the train to Hogwarts,” Seras said with a smile, looking at Alessa while holding Alex’s arm.

“Mama Seras, why do they need to walk through a wall to get on a train and then to school if they’re wizards? Can’t they just go straight to school instead of traveling from all over the country to one place just to board a single train that goes to a single school in the country that they already know about?” Alessa asked in a calm tone, looking into Seras’s eyes.

Seras looked at Alessa and wanted to give a proper explanation for why wizard children and their parents went through the entire process to get to school. But all Seras could do was open and close her mouth, because she really had no answer to Alessa’s question.

Looking at Seras’s expression, Alex barely held back his laughter and shook his head. Hearing Alex’s light chuckle, Seras looked at him, seeking help, because she genuinely didn’t know how to answer. Seeing Seras’s pleading look, Alex smiled.

“Alessa, sweetheart. The thing is, not all wizard children are born into magical families. There are also children born into muggle families—that is, non-magical families. Wizards can of course teleport, but that method carries risks. And moving nearly a thousand students that way would cause a lot of difficulties. That’s why the train is the most convenient option. Although there are also Floo Networks, but one mistake there is enough to send you who-knows-where,” Alex said, trying to give a proper explanation.

“Mmm… Now I understand why wizards still use transport like trains,” Alessa said, nodding.

Alex and Seras, seeing Alessa nod after receiving the answer she wanted, decided to leave King’s Cross Station to continue their family walk. At the same time, Alessa showed a bit of interest in the conversation about Hogwarts and wanted to learn more. After all, her parents kept talking about the topic, and the more she learned about this world of magic, the more interesting it became to her.

Of course, Alex and Seras didn’t talk about the dark side of that magical world, seeing no reason to tell Alessa about it. Meanwhile, Seras became eager to visit all the places in London where events from the books had taken place and literally dragged Alex along with a bright smile on her face. Alex didn’t mind and followed Seras with a smile.

To be continued…

(And so we’ve returned to the mundane. Alex will spend another week in London, and all that jazz. And then it’s back to America. And that means a date with the girls, and a few other things that will happen to Alex in London. It seems I haven’t forgotten anything else. So it’s time to eat. Peace, love, and Platform 9¾.)

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