I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

It was daytime on Sky Island, but in the Himalayas, night had covered the sky, and the thin snow that had fallen for three consecutive days finally stopped.

Even the castle was almost swallowed by the snow.

Calcifer controlled the movement of the castle, shook off the wind and snow that fell on himself, and walked down the mountain.

Char also returned to the castle at this moment. He didn't even say hello to Calcifer, he just pushed open the room where Alicia used to sleep.

Alicia was taking a nap on her side, covered with a quilt, while Sissi closed her eyes and curled up in Alicia's arms, sleeping peacefully.

Xia Ya didn't interrupt, just watched the scene in front of him silently.

Outside the window is a land of ice and snow, with snow-covered mountain peaks, but inside it is as warm as ever, and there is no sense of plateau hypoxia.

The inner space is different from the outer space, and Calcifer's magic will protect it all.

For some reason, even though this scene seemed so ordinary, it caused ripples in Xia Ya's heart.

There is a feeling of how wonderful it would be if I could see such a scene every day.

At this moment, the picture of Xia Ya's first meeting with the old man gradually emerged in Xia Ya's mind.

The lonely, silent figure sitting alone in front of the furnace.

That was perhaps the loneliest figure he had ever seen.

As mentioned before, there is no meaning for human beings to be born in this world. They are born in this world and come to an end within a few hundred years. For the entire raging river of human history, the vast majority of people are not even a splash. It doesn’t even count.

But in a sense, only humans will find the meaning of life, which is everything that extends from unique human emotions.

After becoming a being like Char, all the happiness extended from human emotions will eventually go to nothingness.

In the end, there was only one thing left, and that was the mission of weaving destiny.

Xia Ya never knew the old man's real name.

I only know one name, "Destiny".

But Xia Ya felt that that was definitely not the old man's real name.

He has lost himself, forgotten the past, and has become the agent of destiny, so he is named destiny.

But that is definitely not my future

Xia Ya was silent and carefully closed the door softly.

Calcifer was lying on the stove, burning firewood with some sandalwood in it, and the air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood.

Char took out a bottle of brandy and a glass from the cabinet on the side, then sat on the armchair in front of the stove. He poured a glass first and poured it on Calcifer.

A high concentration of alcohol was poured on Calcifer's body, causing the flames on his body to turn a faint blue, but Calcifer obviously liked this feeling.

His flame emerged from the firewood and looked at Char.

"That kid is cute."

He picked up the firewood lying on one side.

"She added this firewood to me."

"I think so too." Xia Ya poured another glass of wine, but this time he picked up the glass and took a sip.

"But her personality is really two extremes from Arthur's." Calcifer said, "Arthur's energy is about the same as that of a lion, and he can't use it up all day long."

Xia Ya was silent for a moment and said, "It's also a good thing to be quieter."

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Arthur for a long time." Calcifer said.

Arthur did not answer, but stood up silently and poured the remaining brandy in the glass onto Calcifer.

"Keep going east."

"it is good."

As Char's order fell, the huge castle on the mountain snowfield began to turn under the influence of magic and moved down the mountain. The huge chimney spewed thick smoke, and the mechanical feet of the lower body were flexible even in the snow. Incomparable.

The original travel plan was actually temporarily suspended while we were in the Himalayas.

There are many reasons. The main reason is that he no longer has the power of destiny. The power outside the human world in the East and the West are two different systems. No one knows what the attitude is towards outsiders here.

For example, the demon Calcifer, or the nightmare bloodline that Char now possesses, so it is good to be a little cautious.

There was no talking all night, and the next morning came as promised.

After a good sleep, Sissi regained some energy.

She became slightly excited when she heard that she was going out with Char Alicia.

Although her excitement is slightly quieter than that of ordinary children, you can still see the joy in her performance.

Early that morning, Xia Ya was sitting at the table eating bacon and fried eggs, while Sissi, who had eaten early that morning, was standing beside him, not saying a word, just looking quietly with her big round eyes. Looking at him, eyes full of expectation.

Xia Ya smiled helplessly, ate everything on the plate, wiped his mouth with a tablecloth on one side and stood up.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the magic robe on his body began to change, turning into a black suit style from the early 19th century. His hair was simply tied back, and there were more hair on his head. A black western hat.

Alicia also walked downstairs. She put on her favorite turquoise dress, a lace hat of a similar color, and her hair was tied up, giving her a sense of youthful vitality in summer.

They all used magic to put some blinders on themselves, so that they would not attract unnecessary trouble because of their temperament and appearance.

But there is absolutely no pretense between them.

"Let's go!" Xia Ya said.

They walked into the tavern through the castle gate together, and came to the streets of Vienna through the coordinates connected to the tavern.

This is a city decorated with music.

Many great musicians in history were either born here or displayed their talents here.

For example, Schubert, John Strauss and his son, Lanna, Krenek, Schoenberg, Webern and Berg were born in Vienna.

Haydn, Mozart, Beethoven, etc. composed countless world-famous songs here, fully demonstrating their musical talents, and they all ended up sleeping here.

Vienna in the 18th century was the cultural center of European music and the birthplace of classical music.

The prototypes of modern symphonies, concertos, sonatas, trios, and quartets have begun to take shape. However, only in the hands of Haydn, Mozart, and Beethoven did these main-key music system sonata and symphony suites become fully mature.

Influenced by the bourgeois enlightenment ideas of the time, these musicians drew on the creative experience of senior composers from Germany, Austria, Italy, France, Britain and other countries, and composed various instrumental music with rigorous form, profound content, and unified form and content. His harmonious and vocal works have become classic works that will be remembered for generations to come.

These musicians all spent their creative maturity in Vienna. Therefore, the compositions represented by them are also known as the "Viennese Classical School". They have created indelible contributions to the development of world music.

Here, you can see bronze or marble statues of famous musicians everywhere. In order to commemorate these music masters, many streets, parks, auditoriums, theaters, conference halls, etc. in Vienna are named after musicians.