I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

"Where is he?"

A sudden sound from one side attracted the attention of the two. They turned their heads and looked at Xia, who was still sitting in his seat.

Moria responded and said happily, "Are you willing to help me with this?"

As the top leader of this country, he still knows how to observe people's emotions, and he discovered it just now.

Compared to the god of death beside him, the one sitting on the chair obviously has a higher status.

Although he didn't know who he was, what he knew was that if the being in front of him was willing to help, then several of his children might be saved.

"If you are willing to leave your son's fate to me." Xia Ya whispered softly, with an unknown meaning in his tone.

Moria was obviously aware of this. After a moment of silence, he said, "No matter what you want to do, please let them live, and I will give you the best reward I can."

Xia Ya smiled and said, "Your reward has been paid."

Moria continued, "Under the bed where I sleep, there is a secret compartment, and there is a box in the secret compartment. Please take that box away.

There is a title deed inside. It is a small peninsula. From now on, it will belong to you.

And there’s something else inside.”

He was silent for a while, then looked at Xia Yadao with longing eyes.

"It's not precious, please help me pass it to Alicia.

Of course, if you don't want to, I won't have any objection, your will will prevail.

But if. if you happen to meet her."

His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but because of some scruples he didn't know how to speak, so he kept stroking his fingers nervously.

"Don't be so nervous." Xia Ya raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Compared to the reward you gave me, this is really a piece of cake."

What happened with his son was good for both parties.

So for Xia Ya, he got a peninsula by handing over something, and the person to whom he handed over the thing was in his own home.

A few years earlier, if Xia Ya had heard about this kind of thing, he would have classified it as telecommunications fraud.

Moria breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that the existence in front of him would not bother to deceive him.

He bowed heavily to Chara, his waist bent very low, almost at ninety degrees.

Xia Ya didn't say anything, just silently raised the wine glass and took a sip.

Even to him, the other side might be a god-like existence.

But as the emperor of an empire, he has put down all dignity for his children.

By the time Xia Ya walked out of the palace, the sky had completely darkened. There were no stars or moon in the night sky. The air was filled with thick water vapor and a dull fog filled the air. The lights of street lights were vaguely swaying in the thick fog.

When he first came to the imperial capital, he discovered that the buildings here were tall and dense, forming a "canyon effect". The dust and smoke were difficult to dissipate, so thick fog often appeared.

The industrial revolution has just begun, and industrial iteration takes time, so these things are inevitable for environmental pollution.

In a few years, the city's dense fog problem will only get worse, and the fog then will contain more than just water vapor.

Sebas took Moria with him into Hades. According to him, he had to make some preparations.

His Book of the Dead can only display the recently deceased and targeted query information, so it is impossible to predict the future war.

However, the Book of the Dead in the hands of the original God of Death is different. The God of Death also has a premonition of death, so he must also know something.

He doesn't need to notify Hades, but in such a big event, Hades probably won't take care of a little guy like him, so he can only rely on himself.

After walking a few streets from the palace, Xia came to a fenced house. At first glance, it looked like a school, but it was smaller than an ordinary school.

The sign on the door reads, [Blue Sky Welfare Institute].

Xia Ya walked straight in. The environment here was pretty good, with a large area, a lot of green plants, and good air. Especially the interior decoration was also very exquisite. At least it's clean.

The royal family should provide regular funding for this welfare home.

Xia Ya walked through the corridor. In the dim corridor, only one room was lit. The room was very empty and filled with many toys. There were many children of different ages playing together.

There was a child sitting in the corner, playing with a puzzle by himself. His orange-red hair was very conspicuous.

The rest of the people around him had either blond or black hair, but he was the only one with orange-red hair.

That was the goal of his trip.

"What's your name?"

The child slowly raised his head upon hearing the sound.

Suddenly, he saw an unfamiliar adult man standing beside him, looking down at him.

Those dark eyes were deep and quiet, and no one could see any emotion in them.

He looked around. Everyone was doing their own thing. Even the welfare home employees present seemed not to have seen this person and were minding their own business talking to their colleagues.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"You can call me, Xiaya." Xiaya said, "Your father has handed over your destiny to me."

"My father?" He shook his head and said, "I don't have a father."

"Everyone has a father." Xia Ya said, "Everyone in this world has a place to come from. It's just that, like the others around you, they have not appeared in your lives."

The child raised his head, his dark green eyes revealing the tranquility of the forest.

"He's still alive?"

"He died just a few hours ago." Xia Ya said.

The child was speechless. His eyelids were lowered, his head lowered and he continued to play with the puzzle in silence.

"You are very withdrawn," Xia Ya said, "and you don't like to show your emotions. This is not a good thing for your age."

He looked around and said, "Is this why you have no friends here?"

"I don't need friends." He lowered his head and said, "They are all too childish."

Xia Ya looked at him quietly and whispered.

"You have a lot to learn."

After a pause, he said, "You have three sisters. Do you want to meet them?"

Hearing this, he stopped what he was doing and slowly raised his head to look at Xia Ya.

"Do you believe me?" Xia Ya smiled.

"You're a good person," he said. "At least you don't have any ill intentions toward me. My intuition has always been accurate."

His expression was serious, and his dark green eyes gave people a piercing feeling.

Xia Ya was speechless. His sister was naturally capable of magic. Although it was due to fate, it was normal for the child who was connected by blood to her to have some special abilities.

He looked around.

"I think I understand why you are not welcome here."

This child's ability is not to read minds, but to be more sensitive to malice and kindness than ordinary people.

But obviously, this can easily be confused with mind-reading, and no one likes having a mind-reading person around them.

"It seems like you don't have any nostalgia for this place." Xia Ya said, "That's good, it saves me a lot of trouble."

He smiled gently and said, "Come with me, kid."

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, silently put the last piece of the puzzle together, and then asked.

"Have you completed all the procedures?"

"What procedure?"

He looked at Xia Ya speechlessly and said, "Adoption procedures, how can you take me away if you don't go through the procedures?"

"I think they won't stop me if I take you away." Xia Ya said with a smile.

With that said, Xia Ya shook his head in the direction of the door, motioning for him to follow her.

He stood up somewhat doubtfully and followed behind Xia Ya.

Just as he said.

No one around them looked at them. To the people around them, the two of them were like invisible people who did not exist in the room.

Although he had long been accustomed to the feeling of being ignored, this was definitely not a normal situation.

He came back to his senses, looked at Xia Ya's back and couldn't help but said, "What did you do?"

"You haven't answered my question yet."

Char asked with her back to him as she walked.

"what's your name?"

"Freddy (Friday)," he said.

"Friday?"

He nodded, "This is the day I came here, and everyone called me that."

"But it doesn't look like a name." Xia Ya said, "Let me give you a new name."

The child didn't seem to like the name too much and asked, "What name?"

Xia Ya thought for a moment, and then he stretched out his index finger and clicked in the void.

"There is."

He turned around and looked at the boy behind him, with an imperceptible curve at the corner of his mouth, a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he slowly spoke.

"From now on, your name will be

Arthur. "