With the neighing of two horses, the heavy carriage was pulled east by two strong horses, and slowly drove away from the street.

His hometown is some distance from here, and he still has to walk some sea, so he plans to walk overnight.

The road is very long, and there may be some dangers on the way, but his wife and daughter, as well as his fellow villagers who came to the imperial capital with him to work hard, have already left first with important finances and a batch of things.

They don't carry much and run fast, while he carries some heavy debris, although the goal is big, but not the most important.

If you really meet a robber on the road, as long as he cooperates well, there will generally be nothing wrong, robbery and murder are two kinds of things, most robbers will have a measurement.

Char just watched Hart go away in silence.

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

He is not very familiar with Hart, at most he is just a friend, and this kind of fate will also give him some rewards, although not much, but it will always add up.

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

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

Behind him, a familiar voice was heard.

Char turned his head and saw Sebas coming from the side, and he looked at the large door of the store that had been closed and said "For Rent".

"Is Mr. Valentine gone?" Sebas asked.

"Just left." Char said.

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

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

Char heard the other meaning of this sentence and asked.

"When?"

"Not in my jurisdiction." Sebas replied that he didn't seem surprised by Char's problem.

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

Do you remember the mother and son who were embarrassed by the director of the commercial bureau when we were having dinner here the other day? ”

Char recalled, "The flower shop owner? ”

"That's right." "Her husband died in the hospital last year from an infected wound, leaving her and the baby in her womb.

When Hart learned about this, he ordered a regular batch of flowers from her flower shop every day. ”

Char remembered the new flowers she could see on the table every day when she was eating at this restaurant.

At the time, he thought it was the specialty of the shop.

The floral dining environment is really pleasant.

"That's a good guy." Sebas muttered in a low voice, "But alas, good people are not welcome in this world. ”

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

Hearing this, Sebas was stunned and looked at Char with some astonishment.

"You're going to interfere with death?" He asked.

Char looked at him with some confusion, "Why should I interfere with that thing?" ”

"Then you .....," Sebas was tempted to ask him why he said that.

Then he heard Char's way.

"You seem to be thinking about something superfluous."

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

"I have a patient waiting for me at home, and I'm not so idle, I don't care about the life or death of a guy I haven't known for a few days."

Char's words are true, although fate is certain, but there are also variables, and he can't be 100% sure that Hart, who has a new fate, will not die.

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

For him, it's just a small investment.

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

"If only you weren't going to interfere with death." Sebas smiled bitterly, "I told you about his death in advance, and if you interfere, I won't be able to escape the punishment of fate." ”

After a pause, he seemed uneasy, and added, "If you want to save him, you can try to snatch his soul from the Grim Reaper after his death, so that you don't have to pay the price of rebellion against fate."

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

Then, he muttered, "It's that the soul has been in the human world for a long time, and it will be polluted by the turbidity of the human world and become some terrible monsters..."

He looked up at Char and smiled, "But you should have a way. ”

Looking at Sebas, who sold his teammates casually, but took it for granted, Char smiled helplessly, and after saying goodbye to him, he returned to his castle along the same path.

Sebas looked at Char's departing back and shook his head.

Maybe it's just that he thinks too much.

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

....

"Char! You're finally back! ”

Seeing Char come in, Arthur got up from his chair as if he had seen a savior.

"What did you bring back?"

"How is she?" Char said.

"It's still like that, I woke up a few times in between." Arthur said, "I fed her some water and food. ”

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

He walked to the side of the cupboard and took out an iron pot, filled it with some water from the sink and placed it on Cassifer, and then cleaned the ginger and cut it into pieces, and put it in the pot with brown sugar.

The clear water was stained red with brown sugar, and the spicy smell of ginger escaped as the water boiled.

"Will she be fine with this?" Arthur asked.

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

Ginger dispels cold, brown sugar relieves pain, dissipates cold and invigorates blood, just enough to drive away the cold on her body.

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

He walked over with the bowl.

Alicia had regained some consciousness at this moment, wrapped in the quilt, sensing Char's arrival, she looked up at Char, her bloodshot eyes were full of exhaustion.

"Can you get up?"

Alicia didn't respond, and Char was already sitting on the edge of her bed, and he reached out and dragged her back to her feet, ready to feed her the ginger water.

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

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 spicy ginger water made her frown slightly, and asked weakly.

"What is this?"

"A wizard's magic potion." Char teased, "Drink it in big gulps, it's best to drink a few more bowls, and your body will be comfortable." ”

She still trusts Char very much, and the ginger water is also within her tolerance, she is very obedient and gulps, and after a while, she finished a bowl.

After drinking two bowls, Char put Alicia on the bed again, helped her cover the quilt, and then said to Arthur.

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

Arthur looked at Char and then at Alicia, and didn't seem to want to leave.

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

Arthur nodded, turned and walked up the stairs.

The soup was so useful that it didn't take long for her stomach to start warming up, even spreading around.

Just now, in addition to her headache, she also felt chills all over her body, which was a kind of cold from the inside out, even if the quilt was wrapped tightly, 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 head doesn't seem to hurt as much as it just now.

Although it was still difficult to sleep, her consciousness was much clearer, and she reached out and gently opened the bed curtain into an imperceptible gap.

The man sat right in front of Cassifer, staring intently at the flames, as if thinking about something.

It was the first time Alicia had observed his side face, the flickering firelight was reflected on his face, the high bridge of his nose was reflective, with a beautiful arc, his side face was beautiful.

He didn't say a word, as if to not disturb himself, and even the action of adding firewood was very quiet.

Alicia hid most of her face under the covers, revealing only one pair of eyes, as if that way, she would not be discovered.

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