I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

Under normal circumstances, most people would not choose to turn around and run away.

Because they are from the same school, it is impossible for them not to go to school no matter what.

Even if they don't want to go, their parents will use various methods to force them to go.

But Ibbs is about to graduate, so there is no need to worry about this.

He walked through the complicated alleyways, which were not exposed to the sun. All the sunlight was held by the eaves before it hit the bottom, so it was dark and humid. There were even water left in many places from the recent rain. pit.

But he didn't know if it was because of the chill around him. He felt that the hairs on his body were standing on end, and an inexplicable fear lingered in his heart.

He could feel someone chasing him behind him. He could only keep speeding up and his breathing became heavier.

It is undeniable that his physical strength is not as good as those people.

In school, sports such as basketball and football are exclusive to the nobility.

Although there are no specific regulations, civilians like them have no chance to use those sports venues.

They, civilians, had few opportunities for exercise.

Suddenly, in front of this alley, a loser was standing there without knowing when.

Albus's face turned a little ugly. He turned his head and wanted to run back, but the other way was blocked by Becky and another of his thugs.

Albus's heart slowly sank to the bottom at this moment.

The three of them cornered Ibbs, and Becky kicked him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground.

Ibus clutched his stomach in pain and rolled on the ground, letting out a low whimper.

Looking at Albus rolling in pain on the ground, Becky seemed to feel that the face he had just lost had been regained a little, and his mood eased a little, and he continued.

"He's just the son of a pariah, and he doesn't even take me seriously."

He stepped on Albus's face with his boot. He lowered his head and said with a slightly ferocious expression.

"Do you know? As long as my family hooks their fingers, your whole family can live in slums and eat garbage for a living!

When you see me in the future, kneel down and kowtow to me, do you understand? "

Albus's face was severely stepped on the stone bricks covered with black scale. His breathing was heavy, and the stench from the scale poured into his nostrils. His body was trembling with fear and humiliation.

Becky retracted her feet and couldn't help laughing as she looked at Albus's trembling appearance.

"Look at him, hahahahaha!!!"

The losers around him couldn't help but laugh.

But the next second, Becky's laughter stopped suddenly, and Albus suddenly stood up and wanted to pounce on Becky, but Becky easily dodged it.

Albus had never fought before, so how could he compare to Becky, who often participated in fencing at school.

This action obviously angered Becky, who kicked Albus down with another kick, and then shouted to the two people beside him.

"Hit him!"

The two thugs were also a little angry, so they pushed him into the corner and beat him violently, leaving no room for mercy.

About ten minutes later, Becky seemed to notice something was wrong and quickly stopped the two of them.

"Okay, okay! If you continue to fight, the person will die."

Although they were nobles, if they beat people to death in the imperial capital, they would be punished by some family members when they returned home.

"Let's go."

Becky raised her head and looked at the darkened sky, spat at Albus, and said displeasedly.

"It's really unlucky that a pariah wasted so much of my time."

With that said, he led the two younger brothers towards the exit of the alley.

There was blood flowing from the corner of Albus's mouth, and there was a ringing in his left ear, like a sharp whistle. He struggled hard to get up from the ground.

He raised his trembling hands and touched his face. There was a strong burning sensation in the laceration at the corner of his mouth, and his stomach felt as if he had been hit hard by a conical hammer.

He was like a broken puppet, out of breath, leaning against the wall in embarrassment.

His eyelids were also swollen, but he could still barely see, and his pupils reflected the three figures talking and laughing from behind.

The physical pain was secondary. His dignity and pride were also covered in bruises at this moment.

"How cruel."

In his ears, a voice came from nowhere, with some emotion.

"In this world, being able to live with dignity is already a luxury."

Albus's mouth opened slightly, wanting to ask who the owner of that voice was, but he was speechless.

"Do you want to regain your dignity?" the voice continued to ask.

"Who are you?" Albus asked weakly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is your answer."

Albus was silent for a moment, and then he continued to ask.

"What's the price?"

"All of you."

"Where's my family?"

"Are they yours?"

Albus's swollen and heavy eyes were slightly opened, flashing with an unknown light, and he took a deep breath.

"I promise you, whatever you want me to do."

Although Albus didn't see anyone, he seemed to be able to see a smile from the person behind the scenes through the sound.

"as you wish."

The moment his words fell, Albus's pupils shrank slightly.

He felt that a lot of knowledge that did not belong to him was suddenly poured into his mind.

It is a mystery from another world.

It was also something he had been trying to find for the past few years.

The power to break through the boundaries of destiny.

He came back to his senses, turned his gaze to the three people who were drifting away in the distance, and recited an unknown spell in his mouth.

A ray of magic flew out of his body and hit Becky's body.

Becky obviously didn't notice anything, but then, the two bastards beside him seemed to have discovered something. They opened their eyes suddenly with a look of horror on their faces.

"Master Becky, you...you."

"What's wrong with me?" Becky said unhappily, "I look like I'm making a fuss."

"Your face." The bitch said in disbelief.

"What happened to my face?"

Becky raised his hand and touched his face disapprovingly, but suddenly, his expression stagnated, and his original disapproval gradually turned into horror.

He felt the hair on his face, his pointed and long mouth, and several long beards.

That's the face of a mouse.

"What's going on? What's going on with my face?" Becky said excitedly. He looked at the two of them with a hint of ferocity in his eyes. "Is it your prank? I'm warning you, this kind of joke is not funny!"

"No, no, it's none of our business." The loser said in a panic.

The other loser seemed to have thought of something, "Master, are you under the influence of witchcraft?"

Several people seemed to realize something and looked around.

Night has fallen, and the cold and dampness in the narrow alley, which is not shrouded in sunlight all year round, is particularly obvious at this moment.

They felt a chill enveloping their bodies, and their hair stood on end. They didn't say anything more, but hurriedly helped each other and ran away from here.

"I thought you could use some simpler magic.

For example, Avada Kedavra, or Cruciatus. "

A voice came to Albus's ears again, but this time, he saw someone coming.

A figure slowly appeared beside him, wearing a pure white robe and half-long white hair.

Although Char now is completely different from how he looked during the Marquis of Oss incident.

But those brown-black eyes that were still bright in the dark night had never changed.

Looking at those familiar eyes, Albus's pupils shrank slightly...