I weave fate in parallel time and space

Xia Ya lay quietly on the armchair, blowing the breeze leisurely, drinking black tea, looking at the battlefield below, and playing with a crystal in his hand.

Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something. He turned his head and looked outside the fence. Martin and Gayward were standing on the ground under the fence, with two men in military uniforms following behind them.

One looks very young in his twenties, while the other has a mustache and looks to be in his 50s. Their clothes are very dirty, with mud and dust everywhere, and they look like they haven’t been washed for a long time. His face was also ashen, as if he had just returned from the battlefield.

The young man was staring at him with uncontrollable excitement in his eyes, while the other older man was looking at him curiously.

He lowered his voice and said to Leo beside him, "Is he that person? Why does he look so young?"

"He is older than all of us here combined." Leo whispered back, "Maybe we will all die of old age in the future, but he will still look like this."

Old Dick opened his eyes slightly, obviously very proof, "Is he immortal?"

"I don't know, but I think it should be." Leo replied, "It should be the only immortal magician in the world, the one who has reached the end of the magic path."

As he said that, he seemed to notice that someone was looking at him. He raised his head and met Merlin's gaze.

He looked away nervously for a moment, not daring to look at him.

"Professor." Gayward bowed to Char and said, "Good afternoon."

The others also followed his example and bowed to him.

Xia Ya didn't respond, just picked up a cup of tea from the table on one side and took a sip, then continued.

"Tell me, what's the matter."

"Look what you said, can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Gayward smiled.

"You've never been the one to say good afternoon to me." Xia Ya said.

"You're really right." Gayward smiled.

At this time, the radiance of magic shone behind them, and Rose and others who had released the magic shackles, as well as the magicians who came to reinforce the investigation of the Lihuo Rampage incident, also came behind Leo.

The leader, Rose, took a step forward and directly raised the wand in his hand to bind Leo's hands with magic.

Then, Ross looked at Gaward, who took out a pair of shackles used to restrain the magician.

"Please come with me to the Magic Association to conduct an investigation."

"No need for this." Gayward smiled.He smiled and raised the magic binding ring on his wrist in front of all the law enforcers, "I already have one."

When he saw the restraint ring, Ross was stunned for a moment. Under everyone's gaze, his calm expression began to change at an alarming speed.

Although there are six binding rings of this level, in the entire history of magic, only one person has actually used this binding ring.
"You are Gayward Nighhold!!!"

Hearing these words, the pupils of the magicians behind him also shrank slightly, and even the hands holding the wands trembled slightly.

Although most of them were young or middle-aged, they had no chance of meeting Gaward in the first place.

But among their parents, the vast majority of them had participated in that event, and had described to them the most terrifying fight in the wizarding world between Dumbledore and Gayward almost from an early age.

Many of them had graduated from Hogwarts, so they all swallowed subconsciously when they saw this being who was as famous as Dumbledore.

Some of them chose to ask for help from the Magic Association, while others were even ready to die here, and even left some last words at high speed during the last period.

"You're not dead yet?" Ross said solemnly.

"Look what you said, how can I die before he's dead?" Gayward pointed to Martin on one side.

Ross stared at Martin and said with an unkind expression, "Who are you, his accomplice?"

At this time, several more people appeared on the field, led by a slightly fat middle-aged man wearing a very luxurious magic robe with a five-pointed star in the middle and many symbols around it.

He is short and somewhat bald. He is wiping the sweat from his forehead. He is Adams, the current president of the Magic Association. "Captain Ross." Adams smiled, "It's all a misunderstanding. Gayward was unanimously determined by the Magic Council to be stationed here in the Dragon's Lair."

"Dragon's Nest?" Ross frowned slightly, "Why don't we know?"

"I have informed your chief law enforcement officer, but obviously" Adams' eyes flashed a little, "he doesn't want to tell you."

The magician named Rose in front of him is the right-hand man of the Chief of Law Enforcement and the best candidate for the next Chief of Law Enforcement.

And his grandfather died at the hands of Gaward, so their family and Gaward can be said to have a feud.

Xia Ya in the courtyard watched all this quietly, with a little interest in his eyes.

He rarely pays attention to things in the magic world. He didn't expect that the magic world would become such an interesting situation now. Although the entire magic world only has a few tens of thousands of people, since the separation of powers was established, the disputes over power have It became a daily routine.

What Adams just said was obviously just to sow discord.

Ross frowned slightly, then looked at Gayward, "So he was the cause of the violent outburst just now?"

"Yes." Gaward nodded.

Without any hesitation, Rose immediately raised the wand in his hand, pointed it at Gayward, and said loudly.

"Gayward Nighhold, I will now arrest you for abusing dark magic and causing the death of tens of thousands of ordinary people."

His eyes burned with anger, "You will remain in prison forever until you die."

"Hey." Adams quickly stretched out his hand to stop Rose and pressed down the hand that raised the wand. "Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding."

He looked at Martin on one side, nodded to him, and then asked, "Sir, what is going on?"

"A dragon has come out," said Martin. "Gaward uses fire to deal with it."

Adams's pupils shrank slightly and his expression became serious, "Is it dead?"

"Dead," said Martin.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Having lived to his age, it was natural for him to accumulate knowledge, so he knew the power of the dragon very well.

But Ross obviously didn't believe it. He said doubtfully, "Now that he's dead, where is the body?"

"Took away by Merlin," Martin said.

"Merlin?" The anger in Rose's eyes became more intense, "Merlin has disappeared for decades! Are you using him as an excuse now because you think we can't find Merlin and there will be no evidence?"

Martin sighed softly, and patted Adams on the shoulder, "It is indeed harder for you now than it was for me in the past. In the past, I only had to deal with those annoying congressmen, but now you have a lot to deal with."

Adams also smiled helplessly, "This system is decided jointly by everyone."

"You're ignoring me and it doesn't provide you with any credibility," Ross said.

Martin said helplessly, "Don't you think someone has cast a confusion spell near us?"

what?
Ross reacted, looked around, and then locked his sights behind Martin and the others. From his perspective, there was nothing behind Martin.

But as he concentrated and stared behind him, a giant thing was slowly showing up in the open space behind him, with a huge chimney spewing thick smoke.

Then, he saw the white-haired young man sitting on an armchair in the courtyard at the end of the castle.

Looking at his white hair that glowed iridescently in the sun, and his extremely classic magic robe, Rose's pupils shrank slightly.

Not only him, but the rest of the law enforcers behind him, including Adams, stopped breathing. (End of Chapter)