Hart also seemed to notice the strangeness of the Grim Reaper in front of him, and he asked tentatively.

"Isn't that wrong?"

"I'm not mistaken." Death said.

He stared at Hart, "It's you who have a problem. ”

He can go through his memories at any time, ruling out the possibility that his memories have been modified.

He could be sure beyond a shadow of a doubt that the message he had shown when he saw the name earlier was that he was going to die today, from his lungs piercing.

But now, the information above is completely different.

Shown above is:

[Hart Valentine..... Died of myocardial infarction..... Aged 72 .....]

In the more than two hundred years that he has been a god of death, he has never seen the Book of the Dead changed, and that is the power of fate, and there can be no mistake.

"Did you encounter something?" Death asked.

"What happened?"

There were some subtle changes in Hart's face.

Almost instantly, he remembered the last Mr. Char he had seen when he left the imperial capital.....

and his blessings ....

"Do you remember anything?" The Grim Reaper noticed Hart's strangeness and continued to ask.

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

Although he didn't know who the person was, he probably understood what was going on.

In his original fate, he should have been dead, as the god of death said, his chest was pierced.

And he changed all that, in other words, that person was his savior.

Hart didn't know if what he, a benefactor, was doing would anger the Grim Reaper in front of him.

But he wouldn't do anything that might cause trouble for this benefactor.

The Grim Reaper fell silent, and after a moment, he said.

"I see."

Seeing this, Hart couldn't help but ask, "Lord Death, then I'm .....?"

The Grim Reaper came back to his senses, glanced at him, and continued.

"You can go, but..."

"Don't worry, today's events will be treated as if they never happened!" Hart hurriedly said, "I've never seen you!" ”

The Grim Reaper nodded.

Seeing this, Hart did not care about the pain in his right arm, grabbed the reins and drove the carriage forward, and the road from here was much smoother, and the carriage was faster.

He just wanted to stay away from this death now, and preferably not see him again for a long time.

The Grim Reaper still stood still, quietly watching the back of the carriage leaving, his thoughts wandering.

It wasn't like he had no way to get Hart to tell the truth.

But when he thought about it, the Book of the Dead had never been altered.

The existence of being able to do this kind of thing, no matter which one it is, is not something that he can provoke as a small wage earner.

All he could do was report the matter and let it be dealt with.

That's why he didn't erase Hart's memory of what had just happened, he needed to keep it for the higher authorities to investigate.

Thinking about it, he turned and left here, he was going to make sure of something.

He went straight to Cole Street in the imperial capital, a relatively unpopular street, with most of the houses on both sides of the house being residential and commercial, but many of the storefronts were empty.

The most striking thing is a storefront at the intersection of this street, which has a large black and white signboard with white paper flowers, and the storefront is dimly lit by a few white candles.

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

Standing at the door, I could clearly smell a faint smell of death, and I could see a person lying in a parked coffin, his hands and ten fingers crossed on his lower abdomen, his eyes closed, and he slept peacefully.

The Grim Reaper stepped forward and kicked the coffin, "Wake up, Sebas." ”

Sebas opened his eyes sleepily, turned his head a little confused, and when he saw the person clearly, he instantly became much more awake, and got up from the coffin.

"Lord Baru."

Obviously, the Grim Reaper in front of him is his predecessor.

"Do you know Hart Valentine?"

Hearing the name, Sebas's heart beat slightly slower by half a beat, and he remembered the words he had heard from that gentleman a few hours ago....

Coming back to his senses, he tentatively asked, "What's wrong with him?" Didn't you manage to take his soul with you? ”

Balu nodded thoughtfully, "Looks like it's not me who has a problem. ”

Hearing this, Sebas continued to ask, "What happened?" ”

"You can look it up now in the Book of the Dead." Balu looked at him, the bone mask masking his expression, but anyone could tell the solemnity in the words.

Confused, Sebas raised his hand, and the Book of the Dead reappeared in his hand, and he began to look up information about the man by name.

[Hart Valentine..... Died of myocardial infarction..... Aged 72 .....]

The moment the message appeared, his pupils trembled violently.

"The Book of the Dead has been altered." Balu said in a solemn tone.

He looked up at Sebas, who was still stunned, looking at the Book of the Dead.

"Sebas?" Balu shouted his name over again.

Sebas came back to his senses, and he looked at Balu with some incredulity, "How is this possible!?" ”

At the same time, his inner world also turned up turbulent waves.

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

After all, this is also the safest and most affordable way.

But I didn't expect ....

He really didn't interfere with death, and he didn't snatch his soul from death....

But..... Directly modified the fate.

Sebas had some difficulty describing his mood at the moment.

It's like a high jump competition, where an athlete is so short that he almost always finishes last, and a group of people try to get him a place in any way, or they plan to use doping or train harder.

Char, on the other hand, directly changed the rules to make the high jump competition a short competition.

An absolute dimensionality reduction strike.

"I want you to come with me to Hades." Balu said, "Reporting this matter together, the two of us together, is also more credible." ”

Sebas was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go with you." ”

This kind of thing is no longer something he can shirk, even if he doesn't go, someone will come to ask him as soon as Balu reports it.

With that, the two of them turned into a cloud of black smoke and left here together....