I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 39 Reporting
Hart also seemed to have noticed the strangeness of the God of Death in front of him, and he asked tentatively.

"Isn't it, a mistake?"

"I'm not mistaken," said Death.

He stared at Hart, "You have a problem."

He can look through his memory at any time to rule out the possibility that his memory has been modified.

He can be sure without a doubt that when he saw the name before, the information displayed was that he would die today, due to a lung piercing.

But now, the above information is completely different.

The above shows:

[Hart Valentine dies of heart attack at age 72.]

In the past 200 years since he became the God of Death, he has never seen the Book of the Dead change. It is the power of fate, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Did you encounter something?" Death asked.

"What did you encounter?"

Some subtle changes appeared on Hart's face.

Almost instantly, he remembered the last Mr. Shaar he saw when he left the imperial capital.
and his blessing
"Did you remember anything?" The god of death keenly noticed Hart's strangeness, and continued to ask.

Hart reacted and replied, "No, I don't remember."

Although he didn't know the identity of that person, he probably understood what happened.

In his original destiny, he should have died, as the god of death said, his chest was pierced.

And he changed all of this. In other words, that person was his savior.

Hart didn't know if what his benefactor did would anger the god of death in front of him.

But he would not do anything that might trouble the benefactor.

The god of death fell silent, and after a while, he said.

"I understand."

Seeing this, Hart couldn't help asking, "Master Reaper, what about me?"

The god of death came back to his senses, glanced at him, and continued.

"You can go, but."

"Don't worry, I'll treat what happened today as if it never happened!" Hart said quickly, "I've never seen you before!"

The god of death nodded.

Seeing this, Hart ignored the pain in his right arm, grabbed the reins and drove the carriage forward. The road started here was much smoother, and the carriage could be faster.

He just wants to stay away from this god of death now, and it is best not to see him again for a long time.

The Grim Reaper still stood where he was, quietly watching the back of the carriage leaving, his thoughts swirling in his mind.

It's not impossible for him to get Hart to speak the truth.

But after he thought about it carefully, the Book of the Dead had never been changed.

The existence of being able to do this kind of thing, no matter which one it is, cannot be provoked by a small wage earner like him.

All he could do was to report the matter and let his superiors handle it.

That's why he didn't erase Hart's memory of what happened just now. He needed to keep this memory for the higher-ups to investigate.

Thinking about it, he turned around and left here, he was going to confirm something.

He went straight to Cole Street in the imperial capital. This is a relatively unpopular street. Most of the houses on both sides are residential and commercial, but many storefronts are empty.

The most eye-catching thing is a storefront at the intersection of this street. There is a big black-and-white signboard with white paper flowers on the storefront. The storefront is dim, and only some white candles provide light.

There are urns of various styles on the counter, and some coffins are placed vertically or flat.

Standing at the door, one can clearly smell a faint smell of death, and one can also see a person lying in a parked coffin, with his fingers crossed on his lower abdomen, his eyes closed, and he is sleeping peacefully.

The god of death stepped forward and kicked the coffin, "Wake up, Sebas."

Sebastian opened his eyes sleepily, and turned his head in confusion. After seeing the person clearly, he instantly became much more awake, got up from the coffin and said.

"Master Baloo."

Obviously, the god of death in front of him is his predecessor.

"Did you know Hart Valentine?"

Hearing this name, Sebastian's heartbeat slowed down slightly, and he remembered the words he heard from that gentleman a few hours ago.
When he came back to his senses, he asked tentatively, "What happened to him? Didn't you take his soul away?"

Baloo nodded thoughtfully, "It seems that there is nothing wrong with me."

Hearing this, Sebastian continued to ask, "What happened?"

"You can use the Book of the Dead to look up this name now." Baloo looked at him and said, his expression was covered by a bone mask, but anyone could hear the solemnity in the words.

With doubts, Sebastian raised his hand, and the Book of the Dead reappeared in his hand, and then, he began to look up information about this person based on his name.

[Hart Valentine dies of heart attack at age 72.]

At the moment when the information appeared, his pupils trembled violently.

"The Book of the Dead has been changed." Baru said solemnly.

He raised his head to look at Sebastian, who was still in a daze, staring blankly at the Book of the Dead.

"Sebas?" Baloo called his name again.

Sebastian came back to his senses, he looked at Baru in disbelief, "How is this possible!?"

At the same time, his inner world also turned up the stormy sea.

He originally thought that even if that person wanted to save that Hart Valentine, he would only choose to steal the soul.

After all, this is the safest and most economical way.

But didn't expect it.
He did not interfere with death, let alone snatch souls from death.
Instead, it directly modified the fate.

Sebastian couldn't describe his mood at the moment.

This is like a high jump competition. An athlete is very short, and he will almost certainly be the last one. A group of people tried every means to get him to rank, or planned to use doping, or strengthen training.

As for Shaar, he directly revised the rules, turning the high jump competition into a short competition.

An absolute dimensionality reduction blow.

"I hope you will go to Hades with me." Baloo said, "Report this matter together. The two of us will be more credible."

Sebastian was silent for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."

This kind of thing is no longer something he can evade. Even if he doesn't go, when Balu reports it, someone will come to ask him.

Saying that, the two of them turned into a cloud of black smoke and left here together.
(End of this chapter)