The Person Without Destiny

July 26, 1346, Sunday

After breakfast, Altair left the Sheffield Family with Vera.

They took a carriage to Buckingham Sweet Room on Dorton Street, in the North District of Bexland.

Upon entering, they found a secluded corner and began waiting for their inviter.

Looking at Vera, who was eating chocolate cake, Altair couldn't help but ask curiously, "Are you sure this is the place?"

"I'm sure it's here." Vera noticed her words were muffled and put down her cake fork, swallowed the cake, and said with a determined expression, "Count Altair, I am absolutely, positively sure this is the place."

Altair didn't reply, instead picking up his spoon and idly stirring his black tea.

He had been waiting for a long time since they left home that morning and arrived here, and he was getting impatient.

If the person coming today wasn't special, he would have left already.

He checked his pocket watch; it was already the appointed time, and they were about to be late.

Time continued to tick by. The pot of black tea in his cup was finished and refilled.

Just then, the shop door was pushed open, accompanied by the familiar chime of a bell.

For the first time, Altair thought the sound was heavenly.

He looked up and saw a young boy with difficulty walking approached.

The boy sat down directly at Altair's table.

Altair wasn't surprised by the person before him. He casually summoned a waiter and gestured for a "Dessert Menu."

Altair's action made the boy beam with joy. "I want chocolate ice cream, strawberry cream ice cream, lemon sorbet ice cream... that's all for now."

Hearing the boy, Vera seemed inspired and also asked the waiter for a "Dessert Menu," saying, "I want a Rose Lychee Ice Cream."

Looking at the two of them, Altair couldn't help but tease, "Eating too much ice cream, aren't you afraid of getting diarrhea?"

The child didn't heed Altair's warning, smiling brightly at him. "It's not often I get to come out, so of course I have to eat my fill. Besides, it's the middle of summer, and it's so hot, it's fine."

Vera nodded in agreement.

The atmosphere at the table became awkward. They looked at each other, one smiling, the other silent. Vera began to sway her head, as if wanting to sleep.

After the waiter served the ice cream, Altair, unable to stand the atmosphere any longer, poured himself another cup of tea. After taking a sip, he said calmly, "You're late, Mr. Serpent of Fate. It's already been an hour and a half past the agreed time."

"If it weren't for my curiosity, we would have left by now."

Will's expression was troubled, but he calmly said, "It couldn't be helped. Things were arranged, but then a Sudden Accident occurred. Someone I didn't want to see suddenly arrived in Bexland."

"Hmm, this also has something to do with you. At the same time, I suggest you minimize your outdoor activities and stay home for a while."

It has something to do with me, someone I don't want to see, that Great Serpent?

Altair nodded, deciding to accept the Little Snake's advice and stay home more often.

But he was still curious and asked, "Did that Great Serpent come to Bexland recently?"

Will blinked his big eyes and said crisply, "It seems you know a lot. You didn't even need to think to guess my identity and his. That's right, he just arrived."

Altair didn't want to inquire further about the "Great Serpent" and instead said, "I thought we would never meet. Mr. Serpent of Fate, what is the matter that brings you here today?"

Will calmly replied, "Actually, I didn't intend to see you. After all, your family's affairs were settled after that bill was sent."

"But recently, this little girl suddenly became a Monster. I couldn't help but look at her fate out of curiosity, and that's how I found you."

"You are very special, oh."

Altair glanced at Vera, who had already fallen asleep beside him, and said directly, "Mr. Serpent of Fate, what does that mean?"

Will, sitting on the sofa and eating ice cream, replied with a smile, "Just as it sounds, your fate is special."

"Special?" Altair asked doubtfully, "What kind of special?"

Will looked up and thought for a moment, his expression troubled. "Well, how should I put it? Everyone in this world, regardless of their status, has some predetermined fate."

"But you are different. After my observation for half a month, you essentially have no fate. It's as if you are a person who appeared out of nowhere; the world hasn't made any arrangements for you."

Uh... Altair was speechless. A person with no fate? Does that mean I'm an outsider, a transmigrator?

Seeing Altair's reaction, Will chuckled twice and said, "Actually, this is a good thing. At the very least, you don't have to worry about being controlled. At the same time, you can use this 'specialness' to slightly influence the fate of others."

"I'm here this time to ask if you need a 'child'."

Hearing this, Altair's face darkened as he asked, "What do you mean?"

"Just what it sounds like," Will scratched his head, looking embarrassed.

"Although I like my current family very much, this body won't last much longer. At most three years, and I'll have to change bodies."

"If I were to use your body to complete the gestation, I think..."

Before Will could finish, Altair interrupted him directly, "I don't have that kind of idea."

"Besides, my family's upbringing is very strict. You definitely wouldn't be able to handle it."

"When I was little, if I didn't study hard, my father would beat me. Back then, I vowed that when I had children, I would put an end to this kind of corporal punishment."

Will listened and asked curiously, "And now?"

Altair said with a serious expression, "Dad, your punches back then weren't fast enough, nor were they fierce enough."

This statement left Will speechless. He thought, 'So perfunctory. Couldn't you come up with a normal reason?'

Helpless, Will said directly, "Fine, fine. Actually, I didn't have much hope to begin with."

"I have no other purpose. I mainly wanted to meet you today out of curiosity."

Altair asked curiously, "Will Uroboros discover my uniqueness?"

Will shook his head directly. "No. Actually, me discovering you was also by chance. I determined it through a special method. Only I know this method; no one else does."

"You don't need to worry. I'm just saying that you don't inherently have 'destiny.' On the surface, something is 'weaving' for you."