I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 197

Isabel moved to the school dormitory after that night. It is undeniable that, as the dean, her dormitory at the school is much larger than the room in the villa.

And showers, bathtubs and other facilities are available, not to mention the scenery.

Calcifer can't float in the air for a long time, but living in Sky Island is different.

Xiaya sometimes likes to live on Sky Island, which feels like a hermit, but more often he still likes to live in the world.

The vitality of hundreds of lights is always reassuring, which may be exactly what the old saying goes.

The big one is hidden in the city, and the small one is hidden in the wild.

The meaning of this sentence is translated as follows: the leisurely and unrestrained life does not have to go to the Linquan Wild Trail to experience it. A higher level of hermit life is to find a tranquility in the bustling city, in the spiritual pure land alone.

Alicia was naturally very happy about this, and even cooked a housewarming dinner for Isabel herself.

Alicia has indeed been a little clingy recently, perhaps because of his blood of the succubus.

Of course, the emotions are real.

Just because this makes her prefer to do some more intimate things with herself.

The influence of this bloodline is actually two-way. Speaking of it, it is in the setting of Fate's rumored novel "The Court of Avalon".

King Arthur's sword in the stone was not broken because of the decisive battle, but because Merlin ran to hook up with a woman in the middle of Morgan's trick and lost the sword of king's choice.

For this reason, he even beautified it as a necessary ceremony to obtain the sword of the oath of victory in the legends of later generations.

But Xiaya is not very interested in other women, Xiaya blames it on his own self-control.

As night fell again, Shaar opened the door as usual, and Alicia just happened to come out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

She wiped her hair with a towel, because she just took a bath, her complexion was ruddy and more beautiful.

She was wearing a black dress with a lace black ribbon around her waist. Her weak and boneless waist was pressed by three thousand silver threads that reached her waist, but the most eye-catching thing was that dress. A pair of beautiful legs under the skirt.

Char is not a foot controler, but I have to say that Alicia's feet are really beautiful, white as snow, delicate and small, and they are like a perfect work of art.

The pure white ankles and the instep curves are smooth, soft and delicate, like the best suet jade, exuding a layer of warm and soft luster, and there seems to be a quiet and pleasant fragrance.

There are five slender toes neatly juxtaposed on the top of the white and tender feet, which are rosy in white, crystal clear, slightly curled up, like five light red petals.

He locked the door silently, and then walked towards Alicia. He withdrew his thoughts of strong self-control, which may be other reasons.

When Char was an ordinary person in another world, his life was very stressful. In fact, it was not at that time. Even now, Char actually has a sense of urgency and a little pressure.

At the time he had a friend who was working in drug control.

He jokingly asked him if there was any product that was fun to inhale but had no side effects.

He typed two words on Xia Ya's WeChat:

nz.

Char did not make any comments at that time.

But think about it now.
indeed.

And it's really stress-free.

The next morning came as usual.

Xia Ya opened his eyes. Although he slept in his own room last night, he woke up in Isabel's room.

After Isabel moved out, the room was used as a guest room.

Alicia also opened her eyes after Xiaya woke up. She leaned against Xiaya's shoulder and yawned lazily.

"What do you want to eat in the morning?"

"Let's go out to eat." Xia Ya said, "Go to Sacily, and meet old friends by the way, do you have class today?"

"There is a lesson," Alicia said, "but Isabel can teach everything I teach, let her take a lesson."

"Okay." Xia said with a smile, "Go take a shower and let's go out."

Alicia got up from the bed, but it seemed that something was involved, and she frowned slightly in pain.

Her hair got tangled with Char's.

She stretched out her hand to untie her hair skillfully, and complained in a low voice.

"Why are they entangled again?"

"Our hair is a bit long." Xiaya said, "Tell me, should I cut my hair short?"

"No." Alicia shook her head, "You look so good now, what do you do with short hair, you're not a monk."

In this era, Europe is the same as the East. Long hair is considered beautiful. Even because there are many bald heads in Europe, wigs sell very well.

"It's probably because I sweated a lot last night and my hair became sticky." Alicia said, "Don't worry about it."

They simply washed up and walked out of Saxili's door.

The war on the Eastern Front tended to be stable. Although there was still some confusion, under the protection of Mafia of Sacilia, the trade routes gradually stabilized.

This town, whose main economic income is from foreign trade and port transit, has gradually become prosperous. There are many foreigners on the streets, with different clothing styles.

There are also a lot of ships, large and small, docked in the fjord.

There was a strong smell of meat in the air, and there were many barbecue shops on both sides of the street, but even so, every shop was full of people, even more prosperous than when Shaar first came.

Over the years, in order to increase foreign trade for Sacilla, Mafia opened up many routes and channels. After the war was relatively stable, these channels gradually revealed their true potential.

It's a pity that the carrying capacity of the fjord is limited. If it is bigger, it should be able to develop into a huge trading city when steam ships become popular.

However, the future is estimated to be dominated by tourism.

They didn't stay here too long, but went straight to a breakfast shop by the fjord, which was Hart's house.

Compared with the past, this place has been well renovated, and it has become bigger and more spacious. Because it is close to the fjord, it occupies a good location, and it is also full of many guests.

However, what these people obviously don't know is.

The real master of the town and the several major ports they trade with is Mafia's godfather, Hart Valentine.

It's on the second floor right now.

The second floor has also been redecorated, and the interior style is very similar to the residence of the Valentine family in the former mayor's mansion.

Hart basically lived in this house for a long time, and the residence of the Valentine family was more like an office.

If you live in too luxurious place for a long time, you will always lose your true heart.

He was sitting on the armchair behind the desk at the moment, leaning lazily on the backrest, with his fingers resting on his temples, surrounded by many men in black suits.

And directly opposite him, stood two men.

One of the men was kneeling on the wooden floor in front of the desk, begging Hart non-stop. A middle-aged man in his 30s was crying with snot running down his nose.

"I'm sorry, Godfather, I will definitely not dare next time, I really dare not."

He turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who was more than ten years older than him standing beside him, grabbed his trouser leg and shouted.

"Boss, you must save me, you must save me!"

His boss turned his head to the side, did not look at him, and said nothing.

There was despair on the man's face, and he looked at Hart behind the desk.

Hart's expression didn't change much, only a kind of indifference. Seeing that he had calmed down, he said quietly.

"I said it long ago"

He put his right hand on his stomach and said in a low voice.

"Two things I hate the most in my life.

One is drugs, and the other is trafficking in women.

As long as people come to this world, they have to abide by the rules of this world.

Or morality, or law.

And if you enter Mafia, you have to abide by Mafia's rules. "

Hart quietly looked at the middle-aged man beside him.

"Atley, he is your man, you can handle it yourself."

The man immediately raised his head and looked at the man called Atley with expectant eyes.

But Atley closed his eyes slowly, and said slowly, "Pull him down, sink into the sea."

"Don't pollute my fjord," said Hart.

"Yes." Atley bowed his head.

The man's face finally showed despair, and he shouted at Atley in fear and anger.

"Atley!

You hypocritical bitch!

Didn't you imply me to do this thing! ? "

"Shut up!" Atley said angrily, "Do you think you will be saved if you pull me down?"

He looked to the side of the man in black.

"What are you still doing!?"

Several men in black walked over and dragged the man on the ground outside, no matter how much he yelled, it was useless.

Atley wiped the sweat from his brow and leaned over to Hart.

"Godfather, please believe me, I have nothing to do with this matter."

The office was silent, so quiet that even the slight communication sounds downstairs could be heard.

Atley lowered his head, unable to see the expression of the man behind the desk clearly.

This kind of silence was undoubtedly tormenting for him, and the sweat on his forehead became thicker every minute of time.

At this time, the door was opened, and a waiter downstairs said to Hart.

"Godfather, someone outside said they want to see you."

Hearing this, Atley, who was a bit aggrieved, turned his head with a little sullenness and scolded angrily.

"Didn't you see something going on here!?"

The waiter was obviously a little afraid of Atley, he hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Yes, then I will answer those two people."

"Two people?"

At this time, the godfather sitting behind the desk said in a deep voice.

The waiter nodded and said, "Yes, a man and a woman, both with white hair."

Hearing this description, Hart's complexion changed, and he suddenly got up from his seat and said.

"Take me down!"

There was a little urgency in his tone.

This made Atley a little surprised. In his impression, the godfather always looked like he was indifferent.

No matter how big the matter is, no other emotions will be revealed.

A year ago, the Italian mafia branch rebelled, killed many Sacilians, and even robbed their port. This was a big deal in his eyes.

But when he was in charge to report this matter, he only got the godfather's understatement:
"I see."

This is the first time he has seen such a gaffe godfather
(End of this chapter)