I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 45

Xiaya raised his eyebrows, and at some point, a stranger sat on the opposite side of him.

Black hair and black eyes, Greek nose, looks and temperament are not ordinary.

To be honest, if this kind of stranger suddenly came over and spoke to him in an acquaintance's tone in another world, Char would generally think it was a new type of fraud.

But obviously, the mysterious language that this person spoke just now is enough to prove that he is not an ordinary person.

Char knew only a handful of people in this world.

He knew even fewer people who actually had special powers.

The old man counted as one, Sebastian counted as one, and the Witch of the Wilderness barely counted as one.

The relationship network is simple, and it is easy to sort out things.

The reason why the person with special power in front of him could recognize himself as another person.

After much deliberation, it seems that there is only the old man's line.

Xia Ya took over the position of the old man, and it is reasonable to be mistaken for the old man.

Moreover, he also said that he is younger than what he has seen in the past, which further supports this guess.

The person in front of him should be an old acquaintance of the old man, but he shouldn't be familiar with it, otherwise he wouldn't admit his mistake.

In this dharma-ending era, there should not be many magicians and the like without formal units, excluding the influence of fate.

Xiaya is more inclined that the person in front of him is from a formal unit, so he can guess in the direction of Hades.

And those who can communicate with "fate" in this tone should be gods or something.

Therefore, the person in front of him is either the real god of death, or the god of sleep.

In fact, it was true. If Sebas was here, he might recognize that the person in front of him was the Great Death God he had seen before, Thanatos.

Xia Ya silently picked up the tea in front of him and said with a smile.

"Sir, did you recognize the wrong person?"

He stared at Shaar, and raised his hand at the same time.

Hart slowly appeared beside them, but at this moment his eyes were absent-minded, as if he had lost his sense of autonomy.

"He's fine, he'll regain consciousness when I leave."

Looking at Char who was sizing up Hart, Thanatos said.

"I found your appearance and name in his memory.

You can't be found in the Book of the Dead. If you are not him, who are you? "

It turned out that it was because of Hart, Xia Ya thought to himself.

He brought up the Book of the Dead, and Shaar officially confirmed his identity.

It should be because the fate he gave caused Hart to change the established death, and the god of death, as the god of death, would naturally be aware of it.

While this was due to his lack of intelligence about the Book of the Dead, it was also a mistake on his part, and he hadn't intended to be exposed to something so soon.

"If you want to hide, no one can find you."

Thanatos continued, "You're waiting for me here on purpose, right?"

No, I just want to have lunch here, Char thought.

But Xia obviously couldn't say that.

Although the god in front of him always wanted to communicate with himself in an equal manner, he could still hear some fear, even fear, from his tone.

This fear obviously came from the old man.

If he said that he was not the person he thought, this fear might turn into something unfriendly.

After all, in fact, Xiaya is not strong now, at least for God, he is very weak.

"I never wait for anyone on purpose." Xia said with a smile, "It's fate that you and I meet here."

Ambiguous words can give Xia a lot of initiative.

Thanatos said nothing, he raised his hand, and a sickle-like key appeared in his hand, and he threw the key to Char.

"I have sent an order to ignore all changes to the Book of the Dead.

In the future, there will be no death to bother you.

This key allows you to freely enter and exit the underworld. If you want to find me, use this to summon me. "

After a pause, he said, "From now on, don't call me by my real name again."

Although both ways can call Him, it is two completely different feelings for Thanatos.

Suppose he is sleeping in a room with a closed door, and the key knocks on his door to wake him up, and he just responds and goes out.

And Xia Ya called his real name to break into the door more violently, and then kicked him awake.

The most important thing is that he can't be sure where Shaar who called his real name is.

That is to say, after kicking him awake, people will disappear, and he has to guess why people wake him up by himself.

Shaar took the small sickle-shaped key, looked at it carefully, and nodded in evaluation.

"It's very delicate."

Thanatos stared at Shaar, "You haven't appeared for thousands of years, I don't know what you want to do when you appear now, and I don't want to know.

But what I want you to know is that no matter what you want to do, Tartarus can cooperate. "

Shaar continued to take a sip of tea.

The great god of death doesn't seem to know the true identity of him, or "they".

Otherwise, He would not have said such words.

Because no one can easily resist fate.

Even that variable is also part of fate in a sense.

There is no such thing as "cooperating or not", because, from the moment the gears of fate turn, everyone has no choice.

"You seem to be thinking too much." Shaar said with a smile on his face, "I'm just here for lunch, that's all.

As for the future, I think fate should give the answer, isn't it? "

After a pause, Xia looked up at him and said, "Do you want to stay and eat together? I can order another one for you."

Thanatos stared at him quietly, without saying a word, he slowly got up, and then, he turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared on the spot.
Staring at the place where the Great Grim Reaper disappeared, Xia raised his eyebrows and put the teacup in his hand on the table.

At first, he thought the Grim Reaper was here to question why he interfered with Death.

But later he discovered that it was more like a show of loyalty than a questioning.

In his bones, he has the pride of being a god, the son of Nyx, one of the primitive gods, and he is as rebellious as a wolf.

But at this moment, in front of him, he behaved like a domesticated wolf.

Of course, Xiaya knew that it was not he who domesticated him, but his predecessor.

He couldn't help but wonder what the old man had done to the god of death to make him fear him so much.

But obviously, now he is unable to know.

He took the small sickle in his hand and quietly played with it.

He didn't expect to get a summoned beast just by going out for lunch.

Of course, he couldn't easily summon this summoned beast, because the more times he summoned it, the easier it would be for him to discover his details.

But before he can fully control the power given to him by the old man, as long as he uses it in a proper way, it will be a good hole card.

With the departure of the Grim Reaper, the eyes of Hart, who had lost consciousness on one side, slowly recovered their charm.

When he was still a little confused about why he appeared here, he saw Shaar.

(End of this chapter)