I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 37 Are you going to interfere with death?
Accompanied by two long neighs of horses, the heavy carriage was driven east by two strong steeds, and slowly drove away from this street.

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

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

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

If he really meets a robber on the road, as long as he cooperates well, generally nothing will happen. Robbery and murder are two things of a nature, and most robbers will weigh them.

Xiaya just watched Hart go away quietly.

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

He didn't know Hart very well, at most they were just acquaintances by chance. This kind of fate will also give him some rewards. Although it is not much, it will always add up.

In the future, people who are pleasing to the eye may also play such idle chess.

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

A familiar voice came from behind.

Shaar turned his head, and saw Sebastian walking over from one side, he looked at the closed big shop door with "Lease" written on it.

"Has Mr. Valentine left?" Sebastian asked.

"Just left." Xia Ya said.

"That's it, it's a pity." Sebas said regretfully, "I planned to come back to eat the sausage made by the owner of this shop at the end."

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

Xia Ya heard another meaning in this sentence, and asked.

"When?"

"It's not in my jurisdiction." Sebastian replied, he didn't seem surprised by Shaar's question.

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

Do you still remember the mother and son who were embarrassed by the director of the Commercial Bureau when we were eating here a few days ago? "

Xia recalled, "The florist?"

"That's right." Sebastian said, "Her husband died of a wound infection in the hospital last year, leaving her and the baby in her womb.

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

Xia recalled the fresh flowers that he could see on the table every day when he ate in this restaurant.

At the time, he thought that was the specialty of the store.

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

"That's a good man." Sebas murmured softly, "But unfortunately, this world doesn't welcome good people."

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

Hearing this, Sebas was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Shaar in astonishment.

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

Shaar looked at him with some doubts, "Why should I interfere with that thing?"

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

Then he heard Xiaya say.

"You seem to be thinking about a lot of unnecessary things."

He shook the bag containing ginger and brown sugar in his hand.

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

What Shaar said is true. Although fate has a definite number, it also has variables. He can't guarantee 100% whether Hart, who has a brand new destiny, will not die.

So what he just said was "should" instead of "must".

For him, it's just a small investment.

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

"It's fine if you don't plan to interfere with death." Sebastian smiled wryly. "I told you the news of his death in advance. If you interfere, I will not be able to escape the punishment 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 he dies, so that you don't have to pay the price of rebelling against fate.

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

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

He looked up at Shaar, and said with a smile, "But you should have a way..."

Seeing Sebastian, who sold his teammate casually, but took it for granted, Shaar smiled helplessly, bid him farewell, and returned to his castle along the same road.

Sebastian watched Char's leaving back and shook his head.

Maybe he just overthinks it.

Thinking, he also left here, ready to harvest the next soul.
"Char! You are finally back!"

Seeing Shaar come in, Arthur got up from his chair as if seeing a savior and greeted him.

"What did you bring back?"

"How is she?" Char said.

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

Shaar nodded, "It's good to be able to eat."

He walked to the side cabinet and took out an iron pot, filled some water from the sink and placed it on Calcifer, then washed the ginger and cut it into pieces, and put it into the pot together with the brown sugar.

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

"Will she be well after drinking this?" Arthur asked.

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

Ginger drives away the cold, brown sugar nourishes the middle and relieves pain, dispels the cold and activates the blood, just enough to drive away the cold on her body.

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

He walked over with the bowl.

Alicia has regained some consciousness at this moment, wrapped in the quilt, aware of Char's arrival, she raised her eyes to look at Char, her bloodshot eyes were full of exhaustion.

"Can you get up?"

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

But Alicia didn't seem to be used to this gesture, it was a bit too intimate.

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

"what is this?"

"The wizard's magic potion." Shaar teased, "Drink it in big gulps, it's best to drink a few more bowls, and your body will feel comfortable."

She still trusted Xia a lot, and the ginger water was within her tolerance. She drank it obediently, and finished the bowl in a short while.

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

"Go to bed first, I'll watch over here."

Arthur looked at Shaar, 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 is really useful. Not long after drinking it, her stomach began to warm up, and even spread to the surroundings.

Just now, apart from a splitting headache, she also felt cold all over, which was a kind of cold from the inside out, no matter how tightly the quilt was wrapped, it still didn't help.

But at this moment, the warm current spreading in the body is dispelling the chill in the body, and the pain in the head doesn't seem to be as painful as before.

Although it was still difficult to fall asleep, she became more conscious. 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 flame intently, as if he was thinking about something.

It was the first time for Alicia to observe his side face. The swaying firelight was reflected on his face. The high bridge of the nose was reflecting light, with a nice curve. His side face was very beautiful.

He didn't say a word, as if in order not to disturb himself, he even added firewood very quietly.

Alicia hid most of her face under the quilt, only revealing a pair of eyes, as if this way, she would not be found.

She just kept watching, watching, and before she knew it, she fell into a deep sleep.
(End of this chapter)