I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 36 You will definitely make a breakthrough.

"Alicia! It's raining, come back!"

Arthur stood at the door and yelled at Alicia, but she didn't respond.

He anxiously found an umbrella on the first floor, and ran out holding the umbrella, but before reaching Alicia, Alicia shook and fell to one side.

"Alicia!" Arthur yelled anxiously.

But before she fell to the ground, she was caught by someone, and Shaar appeared by her side at some point.

Arthur also just ran over, and he tried his best to raise the black umbrella in his hand to cover the two of them together under the umbrella, but he was drenched by the heavy rain.

Shaar looked at Alicia in her arms, and raised her hand to touch Alicia's forehead with the back of her hand. Her forehead was burning hot, her face was reddened, and her breathing was weak and rapid.

Alicia was ill, and very ill.

The high fever persisted, and Xia estimated it to be around 39 to [-] degrees, and even her consciousness was a little fuzzy. Arthur was talking to her, and she could only give a vague response.

Alicia was carried back to her bed by Shaar, and the moisture from her body was taken away by magic.

Arthur was standing by the bed, and there was a basin of warm water at about [-] degrees by his side. He reached out and took out the towel in the basin and wrung it dry, then put it on Alicia's forehead.

Then he looked at Shaar worriedly.

"Shaar, will she die?"

"Nonsense." Calcifer said amusedly, "Is there anyone who doesn't die?"

Shaar was sitting in front of Calcifer, warming the fire. He silently took out a piece of wood from the basket on one side and put it on Calcifer's mouth, and then put the jug filled with water on the fire. Then he replied.

"Why do you ask?"

"I'm a little scared." Arthur said uncomfortably, "The same is true for the dean's grandma, and she left within a few days."

Shaar nodded, and continued, "Don't worry, I may not know about others, but she should live for a long time."

"Indeed." Calcifer stretched out a pair of small flaming hands, crossed them on his chest, and nodded.

"Although she is already in her 90s, she has experienced the death of her relatives, and she was drenched under the snow-capped mountains at two or three degrees, and now she has a fever to the point of unconsciousness, which has not subsided.

But it should be fine. "

Arthur's eyes turned red.

Char glanced at Calcifer.

Calcifer shrank back a bit, hiding his mouth in the firewood, only showing his sly eyes.

Xia said with a helpless smile, "Children under the age of ten can't understand your sense of humor."

"He looked smart when he first came," Calcifer said.

Arthur came to his senses, then blushed, and shouted angrily, "Calcifer! Alicia is like this, are you still kidding me!"

Calcifer cracked a laugh, and retreated into the woodpile again.

Xia got up slowly, picked up the coat hanging on the hanger on one side, "When Alicia wakes up, remember to give her some warm water."

"Where are you going?" Arthur asked. "A doctor?"

Char recalled the experience of going to the hospital with Sebastian before.
"There's no need to ask for a doctor." Xia Ya said, "I'm going to buy some things."

With that said, he walked down the small stairs, turned the turntable to yellow, and walked out.

The streets of the imperial capital were still quiet, but it didn't rain today.

The swaying kerosene lamps reflected the mansions on both sides. Compared with these buildings, Shaar's facade in the imperial capital was really shabby, but he didn't care.

On the street, you can see some gentlemen in tuxedos walking with gorgeously dressed women, which is much more lively than before.

Although there has been some unrest recently, the imperial capital still shows its prosperity as the capital of a country.

But the difference is that Shaar saw some strange soldiers walking on the street. They carried guns and walked neatly, as if they were on patrol.

The change of regime would have caused turmoil, not to mention Britannia, which was still in the feudal era.

So Shaar was not surprised by this, he ignored these soldiers, walked slowly through the street, and came to the restaurant where he had eaten with Sebastian before.

At this moment, the tables and chairs placed outside had been packed away, and a carriage was parked at the door of the restaurant. The carriage was already filled with various things, piled up two or three meters high.

And the restaurant owner named Hart is still piling things up.

He quickly discovered Xia's arrival, stopped the movement of carrying, and said hello.

"gentlemen."

Shaar occasionally came here to have breakfast once or twice in the past few days. After chatting, Hart also knew that this mysterious young man lived nearby.

Shaar looked at the piled up carriages, and then at the storefront.

"Aren't you going to open it?"

Hart sighed, "Do you know the recent major events in the imperial capital?"

Shaar nodded.

"Prince Victor also returned from the southern front a few days ago." Hart said, "That is His Majesty Moria's half-brother."

After a pause, he continued, "That's not a simple person. In the days to come, the Emperor will never be peaceful again."

"You are a smart person." Xiaya said.

Hart smiled, "Anyway, I have opened a store here for many years."

Then he asked, "Do you need anything?"

"I want to buy some ginger and brown sugar." Xia Ya said, "Do you have any here?"

Hart recalled, "I remember I had some gingerbread cookies left over last Christmas. Wait, I'll look for them."

After speaking, he walked back to his store, and after a few minutes, he came out with two small bags and handed them to Shaar.

"That's all that's left, I don't know if it's enough."

Shaar opened the bag and took a look, "Enough."

After a pause, he asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

Hart thought for a while, "Go back to my hometown first, Sacily, in the south of the empire, my niece will get married soon, and I'm going to attend the wedding."

"Still open a restaurant?" Char asked.

Hart smiled helplessly, "Everyone in Saxili knows how to barbecue and sausage, and you can see a store like mine every 50 meters.

Otherwise, I wouldn't leave my hometown to open a shop in Huangdu. "

"Sounds like a good place." Shaar said.

"Of course!"

When mentioning his hometown, Hart became very enthusiastic.

"It is a place that you will never regret when you go there. There are plains as far as the eye can see, and towering snow-capped mountains, especially the fjords. It is a small place, but it can dock huge ships.

And the beef there, the best in Britannia!Even the royal palace and nobles will go there to buy.

The people there are also very simple and kind, and never conflict with others. "

"I really want to move recently." Xia Ya said, "Your place sounds pretty good."

Hart seemed very happy, "You are always welcome in Sacily."

Shaar also smiled, he raised the two bags in his hand, "How much are these two bags?"

"No need." Hart quickly waved his hand and said, "It's just some seasoning."

After a pause, he thought for a while and smiled.

"If you must give me some reward, then bless me to make a fortune in my hometown."

Shaar didn't reply, and Hart raised his eyes to meet his with some doubts.

In the dark eyes, there was the tranquility and serenity of the night, no one could see his emotions in these eyes.

After a while, his eyebrows moved down, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a slight smile, and he spoke slowly.

"You're bound to make a difference."

His voice is very magnetic, very calm, with an unquestionable certainty.

For some reason, Hart felt a strange feeling in his heart.

If we say that before, he was standing at the crossroads of fate, surrounded by a fog that was invisible to the naked eye, and he didn't know the direction of life.

But the moment when the words of the person in front of him fell.

The fog was torn apart, and his fate, beyond the crossroads, appeared an unknown but extremely straight road.

Yes, that's how he felt right now, intensely.

When he came back to his senses, his throat moved, and he wanted to say something, but after a thousand words, he finally reduced them to two words.

"Thank you."

(End of this chapter)