I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

Hart extended his right hand. Leonard quickly kissed the ring on his right hand, which represented loyalty.

Hart patted him on the shoulder and led him to the door.

The waiter also opened the door at the same time.

"Maybe one day I will need your help. That day may never come, but before that day comes, please accept this justice."

"Thank you, Godfather." Leonard said gratefully.

"You're welcome."

Leonard turned around and planned to go out, but at some point, two people stood on the corridor outside the door.

One is a young man who looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the other young man with white hair, although he also looks very young, has a temperament like an ancient tree that has lived for hundreds of years, full of age, which makes people look... Unclear age.

"Mr. Char!"

Seeing the person coming, Hart's eyes lit up.

Is he someone he knows? Leonard thought to himself.

He looked at Hart, at the Thasiri legend.

In his impression, this godfather had always been moody and unsmiling.

This was the first time he had seen him show such an expression.

Not only him, but the two mafia members in the office who are responsible for protecting Hart's safety are also somewhat novel.

"Why are you here?" Hart said happily.

Xia Ya shook the invitation in her hand, "Didn't you invite me here?"

"Come on, come in quickly."

Hart led Xia into the office. Instead of sitting on the office chair, he looked at the two mafiosi who were sitting on the sofa.

The two people got up quickly.

Hart sat on the sofa on one side, while Char sat on the other sofa across a coffee table.

Leonard came back to his senses, and when he saw this, he knew that he shouldn't stay any longer. He bowed to Hart.

"Well, godfather, see you at the wedding."

With that said, he retreated from here.

The waiter in black on one side came over with a teapot and was about to pour tea for Hart and Char. But then, Hart took the teapot from his hand and poured a cup of tea for Char himself, and then Just pour it for yourself.

The two young mafiosi beside him raised their eyebrows slightly. They looked at each other, but still had no words.

Xia Ya picked up the tea on the side of the table and took a sip and said curiously, "Why did that person just call you godfather?"

Hart's cheeks lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile, "There is an old saying in Sasili: The world is too dangerous, and a child must have two fathers.

Therefore, when the child reaches a certain age, the father will ask a local person with prestige and authority to act as the child's godfather.

Many people will choose me.

The godfather is the protector and second guardian of the baptized person.

The organization provides protection to the civilians here and becomes their protector, so even some adults still call me godfather. "

A flash of light flashed in Xia Ya's eyes.

“I have sent many people to deliver small gifts to you in the past few years,” Hart said, “but I have never been able to find the location of your garden.

I also entrusted someone to send this invitation with the mentality of giving it a try, but I didn’t expect you to actually come.

Frena is so lucky.

Her wedding becomes more meaningful if you come. "

"I prefer purity." Xia Ya said.

He pointed to Arthur beside him, "He is my student."

"His name is Arthur."

Hearing the name, Hart's eyelids closed and he turned his attention to Arthur.

On the night of Frena's accident, Hart was still deeply impressed by the woman Mr. Char brought, not only her appearance, but also her possible identity.

After that, Hart learned more about the legend of King Arthur, and even went to the imperial capital to try out the sword in the stone.

But obviously, he didn't pull it out.

Now, Mr. Xia happens to have a person named Arthur next to him, and he is also his student. It is difficult not to make people think of this.

Hart's eyes flashed with light, and he looked at the mafia on one side, signaling him to come over.

The mafioso stepped forward slowly, lowered his head, and Hart said something in his ear.

Then the mafioso walked out, and a moment later, he came in with a blunderbuss.

The workmanship of the fire gun is very exquisite, with a lot of gold and gems as embellishments on it.

"This firegun was given to me by a friend of mine in Europe. I like it very much."

He looked at Arthur with soft eyes.

"Come here, kid."

Arthur walked over, and Hart handed him the blunderbuss.

"Now, it belongs to you. Show this firecracker to anyone in Malfia and tell them your needs, and they will definitely satisfy you."

Arthur glanced at Char, and after seeing that his expression did not change, he took the blunderbuss, and then took it in his hand with some joy and started playing with it.

At this time, Xia Ya slowly said, "Actually, besides attending this wedding, I have one more thing to do."

"You said it," Hart said.

"Can this child be left here with you for a while?"

Hart opened his eyes slightly.

Xia Ya said with a slight smile, "I have taught him everything he needs to teach, but he still has to learn the last lesson, which is the human heart."

"The human heart." Hart mused.

"I hope you can teach him this." Xia Ya said, "And I also think you are the perfect person.

The future of Brittania is ultimately decided by Brittania, isn't it? "

Hart obviously understood the pun in Char's last sentence, and he also confirmed his suspicion at this moment. He looked at Char again, his eyes flashing.

"Since it is your request, Mr. Xia Ya, then naturally I will not refuse."

Hart looked at Xia Ya, hesitated and said.

"That's right, I have a heartfelt request. I wonder if you can agree to it?"

Xia Ya raised his eyebrows, then smiled, "What?"

"Since you are here, can you be Frena's witness?" Hart said with a smile, "As the most distinguished person present, it is most appropriate for you to be the witness."

Xia thought for a while and said, "I don't have a problem. Isn't it just that priests do this kind of thing?"

"I think he would agree," Hart said.

Xia Ya drank all the water in the teacup in her hand, "When does it start?"

This obviously meant that he agreed, and Hart was very happy, with a joyful smile on his face, and he said quickly.

"At noon, I will take you to meet the bride and groom first."

After saying that, he stood up and gestured towards the door with his hand.

Char stood up and followed him out, and Arthur followed Char.

The two mafiosi looked at each other, and although they had a lot to say, they followed out immediately.