I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

The stone happened to be located on a headland, which gave Alicia a clear view of the way she came.

Under the setting sun, the magnificent scenery of the valley extended under her feet: fields, walls, hedges, winding rivers, and golden mansions among the trees, all the way to the green mountains in the distance.

The town lay at her feet, and she could look down upon its main street and make out the market square.

"You didn't go very far at all." Alicia said to her crutches in frustration, "Tell me, it would be great if your master was a wizard."

Just now, she even really thought that the old man was a wizard, or some other magical thing. After all, how could there be such a coincidence in this world? When she wanted a cane, someone gave her one. A walking stick.

Moreover, shepherds in myths are usually not ordinary people. Jesus claimed to be a shepherd. He also looked similar, with naturally curly, gray and semi-long hair, and a long beard.

Isn’t that what happens in fairy tales?

People with magical powers pretend to be weak and get into trouble, to test whether some people will lend a helping hand, and finally reward them.

But obviously, this was all her fantasy. She was just an ordinary person, and all she got was a crutch.

Because it was close to the snowfield, the temperature dropped quickly after the sun set. The coolness on the rocks and the cold wind blew against her face, which made her subconsciously wrap her clothes tightly.

But the cold wind rushing from all directions left her with nowhere to hide, which made her regretful. She might as well stay in the palace.

An exorcism ritual is an exorcism ritual, and this is better than freezing to death here.

Moreover, if they really believed that they were the real Alicia, they might even send an army to find the magician here, without her having to come in person.

But obviously, this is just an if. She has already left the palace. If she goes back now, no one will believe that a foreign old woman is the princess.

"I wish there was a comfortable chair and a fire in that cabin," Alicia muttered.

At this moment, her desire for these two things was extremely strong in her mind, and she couldn't help but think of the boundless darkness and the wild wolves in the darkness or something else.

But she couldn't go back. It was already midnight when she went down the mountain, so she might as well keep walking forward. Maybe the shepherd's hut was right ahead.

Alicia sighed and stood up unsteadily. Her whole body ached. As a pampered princess, nothing could be worse than at this moment.

"No wonder so many emperors want to pursue the elixir of aging, but old age can be so painful."

She was panting and walking hard up the mountain.

Night fell quickly, the heather plateau turned blue-gray, and the cold wind became biting.

Alicia heard her own breathing and the creaking of her legs and feet. After a while, she realized that the rustling sound was not her own.

She felt that the ground was shaking, as if something big was approaching.

She raised her head in confusion, and saw a huge thing approaching slowly. It was a thing with a very weird shape, and the sound came towards her across the wasteland.

It was definitely the ugliest thing I had ever seen. All kinds of messy garbage put together, as if it would collapse in the next moment. The huge smiley face was very scary.

Alicia froze on the spot, the castle quickly passed over her head, and black smoke emerged from the top of the castle.

She didn't feel much scared. The strongest thought in her mind was that the thick black smoke meant that there was a very warm stove inside.

"It looks like we found it, man." Alicia said to the crutch in her hand, "This wizard should not be interested in the soul of an old woman like me."

She was a little desperate, waving the crutch in her hand, and shouted towards the castle tremblingly.

"Stop!"

To her delight, the castle actually stopped dozens of meters away from her, and she staggered and briskly walked towards the castle.

Looking closer, the castle became even uglier. It was too tall and strangely shaped. It was too dark at night and she couldn't see clearly.

But even so, this did not deter her. Her mind was filled with stoves and comfortable chairs, and she quickly found the entrance, which was at the back of the castle.

However, she couldn't reach it with her hands, and an invisible wall blocked her out. She poked with her cane and couldn't get in at all.

She was a little anxious.

"Please open the door," she shouted, "I have something important to convey to the wizard inside!"

But the door remained unmoved. Suddenly, the ground began to shake, the castle moved again, and the door creaked.

"Stop it, open the door quickly!"

She staggered after him, and finally managed to put one foot on the doorstep. Then, she jumped again.

The castle sped up on the rugged mountain road, and the door frames shook and creaked. Alicia was not surprised at all that the castle was tilted. It was a miracle that it didn't fall apart on the spot.

This time, the door miraculously opened. She looked behind the door and saw that there seemed to be no one in the room. She wondered if the owner was at home.

Many things that may be related to wizards are hanging from the beams, such as onions threaded with threads, or strange roots.

There are also some leather-bound books that are related to magic at first glance, as well as some old bottles. What attracts them the most is the fireplace on the left.

There was a small fire burning in the furnace. Compared with the thick smoke outside, the fire was pitiful and small, as if it was about to go out.

The bright fire burned red, and the orange flames swayed on the wood, especially when there was a chair with a cushion next to it.

Alicia's eyes immediately lit up. Regardless of whether there was any danger inside, she rushed forward and sat on the chair, leaning on the backrest comfortably.

The warm fire drove away the cold and eased her pain, and the chair supported her back. If anyone wanted to drive her out now, they would have to kill her.

The door closed automatically. After regaining consciousness, Alicia suddenly realized that although the castle was moving, there was no vibration or shaking at all inside the castle, and there was not even a sound coming in.

Is this magic? Alicia thought.

There was some firewood in the basket beside her, and she stretched out her jointed arms to add some firewood. The flames were very bright, and the whole room soon became bright. The room was not very big, and she soon noticed the side of the room. stairs.

Will the wizard be on top?

But she didn't want to leave this comfortable chair. She put her knuckled feet on the edge of the stove and leaned her head on the back of the chair. This made her more comfortable and allowed her to look at the burning flames in front of her and think about what she should do in the future. what to do.

It was the imagined face in the flames that distracted her.

"You have a scary mouth, man, but you have cute eyes," Alicia muttered, imagining those eyes staring back at her.

She stared at the flames and continued talking to herself.

"The wizard should be upstairs, right? Can he lift the spell?

I wonder if he will eat my heart after the spell is broken."

"I don't think he can." Flame said.

Flame, speak!

Alicia wiped her eyes, and she suddenly realized that the flaming face in front of her didn't seem to be imagined by her.