I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

"That's how fate is." Xia Ya whispered in a low voice, "You never know whether it will give you happiness or accident at the next moment."

"What are you looking for?" Alicia asked.

"Destiny." Xia Ya whispered.

"Did you find it?" she asked.

Xia Ya looked around, "There are only sad souls here now. I want to find a clear, pure soul."

"Like Arthur?"

"The old Arthur."

Alicia smiled and said, "People always have to grow."

"It's not a bad thing to lose innocence." Xia Ya said, "But the world still needs to be changed by idealists."

"Let's go and take a look at the front."

Charia pulled Alicia away from here, and they crossed hundreds of kilometers and came to a village near the front line of the West France battlefield.

This place is very close to the front line, so it is often bombarded by artillery shells. Some capable people have chosen to migrate, while others cannot leave the fields here and choose to stay where they are.

This is not because they are lucky. For farmers, fields are life, and they cannot survive without their fields.

But obviously, their enemies will not deliberately cross here because they are civilians, or in other words, as the front gradually advances, many stray bullets will fly here.

The village had apparently suffered from a wave of stray bullets flying over the battlefield from the front lines.

There are deep craters blasted out by artillery shells everywhere, and gunpowder smoke is still rising inside the charred craters. It looks like they should have been projected not long ago.

Some shells flew into the village, many houses were destroyed, and a burning smell filled the air.

Alicia and Char walked into the village together.

They saw some people who had been shot by artillery shells, and they were blown to pieces, and some of their flesh and blood were stained on the walls.

The place where this village was built is very good. There is a small river nearby and it is surrounded by mountains and rivers. If there was no war, the people here would live happily.

But in just one year, they left their homes and lost their loved ones and lives.

Although Char can weave his destiny, sometimes, he has to lament its cruelty again and again.

"It doesn't look like it was accidentally affected." Alicia looked around and said, "Such intensive bombing seems to be intentional."

"Today's wars are no longer like in the past." Xia Ya said quietly, "The existence of trains makes support easier. No matter how much resources and manpower are consumed on the front line, they can be transported quickly with strong transportation capacity."

"It is difficult to win the war with traditional breakthrough and encirclement methods. Because of the railway network, the army can move quickly, and the flaws in the defense line can be quickly repaired. If you want to win through a huge siege, given today's industrial strength, It’s no longer possible.”

"Modern war is no longer just a competition of numbers and military quality. It is a competition of industrial capabilities and resources. Germany is backed by Tsarist Russia, while West France is backed by Britannia. Both sides occupy almost half of the world. resources. This is also the reason why the two sides have reached a stalemate and entered a war of attrition."

"Germany was obviously eager for success, and they were not willing to pay such a painful price. Therefore, they made another choice. That was to completely defeat the West French people's willingness to fight."

"If the people of West France can be made to realize that military victory is no longer possible, internal collapse will inevitably occur.

And their method is..."

"Consumption of this country's vitality as much as possible." Alicia whispered absentmindedly, "This is also the reason why they bombed Paris."

"Just watch." Xia Ya's eyes flashed with brilliance, "This war has just begun..."

Alicia fell into silence, "I have seen the situation on the Serbian battlefield. I never thought in my life that so many people could die in a war in one day."

"The German side is already planning to use poison gas." Xia Ya said.

Alicia fell silent.

They walked to the end of the village and found a girl near a shell crater.

She looked to be around ten years old, and there was a well nearby. It was probably a bombing that happened when she came to fetch water, and she was affected by the shells.

Her body was stained red with blood, and it was impossible to see where the injuries were, but she still had some breath.

Fortunately, the damage of artillery shells in this era is not too strong, otherwise, he would be lucky to be able to preserve a whole corpse.

Alicia lowered her body and used magic to heal her injuries as if she was treating Ekaterina.

The wounds on her body healed quickly under the influence of magic.

Soon, her fingers moved slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.

She looked around confusedly, and then she saw a house not far away that had been destroyed by shells.

The previous memories appeared in her mind, and she didn't care about her current weak body, nor did she pay attention to the two people beside her.

He just got up from the ground excitedly and ran towards the house.

"Father! Mother! Hanida!"

She shouted the names of her relatives, tears welling up from the corners of her eyes. She kept digging into the ruins of earth, rocks and rubble in front of her. Some sharp pieces of wood cut her hands with blood, but even so, she dug into the ruins in front of her as if she was completely unconscious.

Alicia walked forward slowly and tried to pull her away, but she broke free of her hand.

"There are no living people inside!" Alicia said, with a rare scolding in her voice, "See for yourself! There are still gaps in these ruins!"

It seemed that Alicia's scolding had awakened the girl's reason.

She knelt on the ground, covered her face and cried bitterly.

Just now, she lost all her relatives.

Alicia squatted beside her, touched her head, and comforted her.

"Child, death is not the end, but the beginning of everything. You will meet again at the end of time."

She reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her hands away from her face.

"Come, let me see."

Her voice is gentle and pure, her words are clear and round, like gurgling water, and like the wind blowing willows, there is an indescribable sense of comfort.

This soft voice soothed her inner pain and stabilized her mood a little.

The girl's hands were covered in blood, old injuries mixed with new injuries, the blood stained the palms red, mixed with dust. The nails are also full of dust.

There was a sharp contrast between Alicia's white and slender hands and the girl's blood-stained hands.

But Alicia didn't care, she grabbed the girl's hand.

Under the girl's slightly widened eyes, the radiance of magic lights up on her hands, and the wounds on her hands are rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The girl raised her head and looked at the woman in front of her who grabbed her arm.

That was the first person she saw when she opened her eyes.