I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

Accompanied by two long neighs of horses, the heavy carriage was pulled away by two strong horses and slowly drove away from the street.

His hometown is some distance away from here, and he still needs to travel by sea, so he is prepared to go overnight.

The journey is long, and there may be some dangers along the way. His wife, daughter, and fellow villagers who came to the imperial capital with him to work hard have already left with important finances and a batch of things.

They didn't carry many things and ran fast, while he carried some heavy sundries. Although the goal was big, it was not the most important.

If you really meet a robber on the road, as long as he cooperates well, nothing will usually happen. Robbery and murder are two different things, and most robbers will weigh them carefully.

Charia just watched Hart go away quietly.

He did give Hart a destiny, but it didn't have any supernatural power, so it didn't consume much power of destiny.

He was not very familiar with Hart, they were just casual acquaintances at most. This kind of fate would give him some rewards, although not much, but they would always add up.

In the future, if you see someone you like, you may also play such casual chess.

"Mr. Xia, what a coincidence, you are here too?"

A familiar voice came from behind.

Char turned his head and saw Sebastian coming from one side. He looked at the big store door that was closed and had "For Rent" written on it.

"Has Mr. Valentine left?" Sebastian asked.

"Just left." Xia Ya said.

"That's it, it's a pity." Sebastian said regretfully, "I originally planned to come back one last time to eat the sausages made by the owner of this shop."

He sighed and said, "I won't be able to eat it anymore."

Xia Ya heard another meaning in this sentence and asked.

"When?"

"Not in my jurisdiction." Sebastian replied. He didn't seem to be surprised by Char's question.

After a pause, he sighed, "In this world, bad people always live the longest, while good people always live short.

Do you still remember the mother and son who were embarrassed by the Director of the Bureau of Commerce when we were having dinner here a few days ago? "

Xia Ya recalled, "That flower shop owner?"

"That's right." Sebastian said, "Her husband died in the hospital last year due to wound infection, leaving her and the child in her belly.

After Hart learned about this, he ordered a batch of flowers from her florist every day. "

Xia Ya remembered the fresh flowers she could see on the table every day when she ate at this restaurant before.

He thought that was the specialty of this store.

The dining environment with the fragrance of flowers really makes you feel happy.

"That's a good man." Sebastian murmured in a low voice, "But unfortunately, this world does not welcome good people."

"I think we should have a chance to see him again in the future."

Hearing this, Sebastian was stunned and looked at Char in astonishment.

"You intend to interfere with death?" he asked.

Xia Ya looked at him with some confusion, "Why should I interfere with that thing?"

"Then you..." Sebastian wanted to ask him why he said that.

Then he heard Xia Ya said.

"You seem to be thinking about some superfluous things."

He shook the bag of ginger brown sugar in his hand.

"I still have a patient waiting for me at home. I don't have that much time to care about the life and death of a guy I've known for less than a few days."

What Xia Ya said is true. Although destiny is determined, there are also variables. He cannot 100% guarantee whether Hart, who has a new destiny, will definitely not die.

So what he just said was "should" rather than "must".

To him, it was just a small investment.

Even if the person dies, he can still recover some costs, at most a small loss, and he doesn't care about the person's life or death.

"It's good that you don't intend to interfere with death." Sebastian smiled bitterly, "I told you about his death in advance. If you interfere, I will not be able to escape the sanction of fate."

After a pause, he seemed worried and added, "If you want to save him, you can try to snatch his soul back from the God of Death after his death, so that you don't have to pay the price of resisting fate.

It's not within my jurisdiction anyway, and it's none of my business. "

Then, he muttered, "If the soul stays in the human world for a long time, it will be polluted by the turbid air of the human world and turn into some terrible monsters."

He looked up at Xia Ya and said with a smile, "But you should be able to find a way..."

Looking at Sebas who betrayed his teammate so casually but looked so matter-of-fact, Char smiled helplessly. After saying goodbye to him, he returned to his castle along the original road.

Sebas watched Char's leaving figure and shook his head.

Maybe he was just overthinking it.

Thinking about it, he also left here and prepared to harvest the next soul.

"Char! You are finally back!"

Seeing Char coming in, Arthur stood up from his chair and came over as if he saw a savior.

"What did you bring back?"

"How is she?" said Xia Ya.

"It's still the same, she woke up a few times." Arthur said, "I gave her some water and food."

Xia Ya nodded, "It's good if you can eat."

He walked to the cupboard on one side and took out an iron pot, filled some water from the sink and placed it on Calcifer. Then he washed the ginger, cut it into pieces, and put it into the pot along with the brown sugar.

The clear water was dyed red by brown sugar, and the spicy smell of ginger also escaped to the surroundings as the water boiled.

"Will she get better if she drinks this?" Arthur asked.

"No, but it will make her feel better."

Ginger can drive away cold, and brown sugar can relieve pain, dispel cold and activate blood circulation, just enough to drive away the cold in her body.

Xia Ya lifted the pot and poured the ginger brown sugar water into the bowl. He gently blew away the heat from the bowl and used some magic to keep the water at about fifty or sixty degrees.

He walked over with the bowl in hand.

Alicia has regained some consciousness at this moment, wrapped in a quilt, and noticed Xia Ya's arrival. She raised her eyes to look at Xia Ya, her bloodshot eyes full of exhaustion.

"Can you get up?"

Alicia didn't respond, but Xia Ya had already sat beside her bed. He stretched out his hand, grabbed her back and lifted her up, preparing to feed her the ginger water.

But Alicia seemed not used to this gesture, it was a bit too close.

She struggled to take her hands out of the quilt, took the bowl of water, and then put it to her mouth and took a sip. The spiciness of the ginger water made her frown slightly and asked weakly.

"what is this?"

"The wizard's magic potion." Xia Ya joked, "Drink it in big gulps. It's best to drink a few more bowls, and your body will feel better."

She still trusted Xia Ya, and the ginger water was within her tolerance range. She drank it obediently, and finished the whole bowl in a short time.

After drinking two bowls, Xia put Alicia on the bed again, who expressed that she couldn't drink anymore, covered her with a quilt, and then said to Arthur.

"You go to bed first, I'll keep watch here."

Arthur looked at Char and then at Alicia, as if he didn't want to leave.

"Go to sleep." Xia Ya said again, "There are too many people here, and she can't rest well."

Arthur nodded, turned and walked up the stairs.

This soup was really useful. Not long after drinking it, her stomach began to feel warm, and it even spread to the surrounding areas.

Just now, in addition to having a splitting headache, she also felt cold all over her body. It was a cold from the inside out. No matter how tight the quilt was, it still didn't help.

But at this moment, the warm current spreading in the body is dispelling the coldness in the body, and the head does not seem to hurt as much as before.

Although it was still difficult to fall asleep, her consciousness became much clearer. She stretched out her hand and gently opened the bed curtain to an imperceptible gap.

The man was sitting in front of Calcifer, staring at the flames, seemingly thinking about something.

This was the first time Alicia observed his profile. The flickering firelight was reflected on his face. The high bridge of his nose was reflected with a beautiful curve. His profile was very beautiful.

He said nothing, as if to avoid disturbing himself, even adding firewood was very quiet.

Alicia hid most of her face under the quilt, leaving only her eyes exposed, as if this way, she would not be discovered.

She just kept watching and watching, and before she knew it, she fell into a deep sleep.