I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 119 You don't even want to call me.
When I came back from the fairyland, it was already daylight.

Although there is no sword yet, the casting of the scabbard can be put on the agenda.

They need to confirm the elf writing required for the scabbard and the technology used. Before Shaar finds a suitable sword in the lake, they can cast the shape according to the sword.

In fact, the sword in the lake can also be entrusted to them to forge, but Shaar is not in a hurry, and first solved the issue of the scabbard.

Calcifer did not know when he had returned, but he seemed to be a little tired from playing. He hid in the firewood and took a nap. The rich sandalwood filled the air, making people feel peaceful.

It looks like he also added some sandalwood to the firewood and burned it.

Alicia fell asleep on the sofa, and the swaying firelight shone on her sleeping face. It seemed that she was waiting for him to come back and wait until she fell asleep.

Char had always been alone in the past, he had never had the feeling that someone was waiting for him at home.

Because wherever he goes, home is where he goes, and he doesn't have any sense of expectation when he returns home.

But now, it's different.

Char didn't wake up Alicia, he walked softly to the door leading to the library.
In the early morning, Shaar took Arthur and opened the door leading to Sacily.

It had been a long time since they had been out of a place other than the garden, after all, they didn't know many friends in Sassili.

Three years later, the tranquility of the past has been restored here, and the flow of people on the street is much more than when the West Frenchmen came three years ago.

However, it is definitely not as good as when Shaar first came here. After all, war exists objectively, and the trade of the commercial road cannot be unaffected by the war.

However, it seems that because of the particularity of Saxili, many foreigners who came here chose to settle here for safety.

With more people from other places, there will naturally be more unstable factors on the streets.

There are many men in black suits and sunglasses walking around here. Although they look unfriendly, it is undeniable that they are responsible for the security of this town.

They have stabilized the order of the town to a certain extent.

In fact, it's not just the Sacilians, Xia Ya has seen a lot about them during his travels in Europe these years.

They control many ports, and even have a few warships to maintain the safety of the waterway.

Perhaps because of the war, many countries focused on facing external enemies, which led to internal security chaos, and the mafia found an opportunity to grow rapidly.

Many merchants are willing to pay a certain protection fee to avoid rogue attacks and various zero-yuan purchases.

In just three years, this organization expanded rapidly like a virus, and even split into different families.

"Teacher, who do you want to take me to see?"

Walking on the street, Arthur asked curiously.

"When you wait, you will know."

Shaar raised his hand and looked at the invitation in his hand.

It was brought to him by the Hartto people not long ago.

It's his niece, Fleena's wedding.

It seemed that three years had healed the pain in her heart a little, and she had found a new lover.

The former mayor's mansion is now the mansion of the Valentine family.

At this moment, the house is full of guests, and many important people from Europe and Britannia came here by boat to attend the wedding.

Many tables were placed in the open space, covered with exquisite tablecloths, and many delicacies were placed on them.

The guests exchanged wine glasses with each other.

Leonard was standing in the corridor of the mansion, facing a closed door. He was a middle-aged man in his 30s, slightly bald, and wearing a black suit.

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The door was slowly opened, and he walked in slowly.

This is an office, and the environment is very dim, because the surrounding windows are blocked by shutters, and only some light comes in through the shutters.

A few strong men in suits sat on the small sofas on both sides, and they were quietly looking at Leonard.

With a bang, the door closed, and the environment here became even darker.

A figure sat on the chair in front of the desk, with his back to him.

The back of the chair was so high that it completely covered the person, and he could tell that the person sitting on the chair was all because of the hand on the armrest of the chair.

An empty chair is placed opposite the chair, corresponding to the armchair.

"I heard Leon say, do you want to see me?"

With a low voice, the back of the chair slowly turned around, and Hart sat on the armchair with a cat in his arms.

He was wearing a well-fitting straight suit. He rested his fingers on the corners of his eyes and leaned to one side, quietly waiting for the person in front of him to speak.

"Mr. Valentine."

Leonard bowed to him, then sat on the chair opposite him, but a little reserved.

He was silent for a moment, then he took a deep breath, and then spoke in a low voice.

"I used to believe in Europe a lot, and Europe made me a lot of money.

I think Europe is the center of civilization in the world, and I also teach my daughter the European way to be tolerant, calm, and not to conflict with others.

She is also very sensible, never noisy with others, and she is very elegant in everything she does.

I sent them to noble schools in Europe, hoping they could get the best education there. "

Leonard's throat moved, and he continued.

"A month ago, my daughter was bullied by being blocked in the toilet at school.

For no reason, and perhaps the biggest reason, was that she was Britannian.

She was pressed in the toilet and her dignity was trampled on.

She didn't dare to resist, my education made her cowardly, and she didn't even dare to tell us. "

Leonard's eyes were a little red.

"But it also made it harder for the Germans, who beat my daughter like sandbags.

By the time I got to the hospital, her ears could no longer hear the sound. "

There was a little choking in Leonard's words.

"She was singing, she had a voice like a lark, and she kept telling me that she wanted to be a great singer.

I regard her as my most precious jewel.

But now, she can no longer brighten up. "

Leonard raised his hand, and he wiped his tears. .

"sorry."

Hart raised his hand as a signal, and the waiter on the side handed him a glass of water.

Leonard took the cup and drank the water in it, then he said slowly.

"I went to the enforcers, but they weren't even brought to trial.

Because it is a school for the aristocrats, it is either a high-ranking official or aristocrats, no one dares to go in and arrest people.

I was so angry that I wanted to argue with them, but was beaten to the ground by their bodyguards. "

Leonard pointed to his face with red eyes, "Their boots just stepped on my face, and they even laughed at me.

Laugh at my Britannia identity.

So I said to my wife that, for justice, I must go to Monsieur Valentin. "

Hart put his hand on the armrest, and said calmly with his eyes in the darkness.

"Why didn't you come to me first before you went to the law enforcer?"

Leonard was silent for a moment.

"What do you want me to do?
Please do me this favor, despite your orders. "

"help you with what?"

Leonard got up from his seat, came to his side and whispered something in his ear.

Hart raised his head and leaned against the backrest, waved his hands and said.

"Then I can't do it."

Leonard put his hands on the table, "I can give you whatever you want, I have many ships, and I can help you transport the goods."

Hart lowered his head, touched the cat in his hand, and then said in a low voice.

"We have known each other for so many years, this is the first time you have come to me for help."

Hart looked up at Leonard.

"I don't remember when was the last time you came to me to talk about the old days, besides, my wife is still your daughter's godmother."

He played with the cat's fur.

"I confess, you never wanted my friendship, and besides, you're afraid of being in debt to me."

"I just don't want to get in trouble," Leonard said.

"I understand." Hart raised his head, "You made money in Europe and lived a good life, the law enforcement officers will protect you, you don't need a friend from your hometown like me at all.

But now, you come to me and say:

Lord Valentine, please help me find justice for you.

But you have no respect for me, you don't consider me a friend. "

He watched Leonard quietly, his eyes were quiet and deep.

"You don't even want to call me godfather."

Hart opened the cigar box on the table, and the attendant at one side came over and lit a cigar for Hart. The thick smoke lingered, reflecting his face even more hazy.

"You even paid me to kill for you on my niece's wedding day.

You know, my niece can't see blood. "

"I just want to seek justice." Leonard shrank his head and said.

"That's not fair," said Hart. "Your daughter isn't dead."

"Then let them be tortured like her." Leonard said with red eyes, "How much should I pay you?"

The corner of Hart's mouth was slightly down. He put the cat on the ground, then slowly got up and took a few steps. He stood behind the screen window, but the shadow enveloped his whole body.

"Leonard, Leonard."

Hart looked at Leonard, with a calm expression in his eyes.

"What did I do to make you disrespect me so much?"

He walked slowly to Leonard.

"If you come to me as a friend.

Then those bastards who hurt your daughter will pay their due price.

You are also Sacilian.

The enemy of an honest and good man like you is also my enemy. "

Leonard looked at Hart, he swallowed slightly, and asked tentatively.

"Being your friend?"

Hart took a sip of the cigar in his hand, and the clouds and mist swirled around him. He didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly.

Leonard pursed his lips, and slowly lowered his head towards him.

"Godfather."

(End of this chapter)