Wizards of the North

Bran listened to Sean's account and looked at the old hair with a smile to vent his sorrow. He is not interested in the plan mentioned by Sean. How could these people understand the wizarding world? How much harm can those mortals cause to themselves? Therefore, his reaction seemed cold.

But this is not what Sean hopes to see, he wants to use Bran's hand to let himself die decently. He also wanted to arouse Bran's anger and let him complete his own revenge in his anger.

Looking at Sean's appearance, Bran's slightly cold voice sounded again, "Heh! Look at you-Sean, how long have you not taken a serious look in the mirror? Where is the calm, elegant old man in the castle?"

Sean shook his head, tidyed up his clothes, straightened his back a little, and found a bit of the old tolerance again. Then he asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Look, watching you jump up and down, adding some changes to this world and me, and having fun."

"I thought you would be angry."

"I have only pity for you."

"To someone who wants to kill you?"

"Well, for someone who wants to kill me. Although this is a bit unreasonable, I have been a little abnormal recently. Under the influence of magic, some emotions will be amplified. This makes me feel uncomfortable with a little old man I used to know. Deserving mercy."

Bran sighed, "Look at you-Sean, how long has it been since you left Northland, eh? How long have you not picked up the pen and paper? Are you still recording everything you can record around you? People with aspirations were abandoned to the wild north. In the north, you found the meaning of life. Records have become a part of your life, but you have abandoned them.

Look at you-Sean, what is the meaning of your life? Don't you regret it? "

Sean looked at the night sky outside the window for a long time without speaking, can he not regret it?

Bran didn't bother Sean again, he stared aimlessly at everything under his feet. Here, he finally felt the breath that the city should have. Even in the dead of night, the fire of people's lives still forms a halo through the portal, illuminating the entire city. The billowing magic power is intertwined with the fire of life in the city, making them more brilliant.

Inspired by this, Bran took a deep breath, as if to inhale all of this into his body. The magic power gushing out of the crater also ignited the fire of his life. The fire grew stronger and stronger, gradually burning through the layers of darkness covering Bran's body. But this seemed to annoy the night here, and the endless darkness between heaven and earth swept across.

The moonlight in front of Sean disappeared, and he whispered in surprise, Bran? But there was no answer. With a sigh, he fumbled towards the bedside in the dark.

...

In this palace, Sean is not the only person who has no intention of sleeping.

An Dong sits under the candlelight every night, planning for the future of the kingdom and family. The recent changes caught him off guard, and even more so. The powerful demon army was wiped out, but he hoped they didn't.

despair! Powerless! But he dared not show it at all. He is the king of this country, and too many people look at him. He has no right and no right to express these emotions.

He would not have thought that the person who brought him this was sitting on the roof of his palace.

Although Bran did not have any reliable names, he possessed the power that no one would dare to take lightly. Therefore, those who inquired and greeted had already been sent out. But the wizard Bran disappeared, and the people sent out did not find any clues.

He even suspected that this was someone fake Bran's name.

Bran is a murderous guy. There are too many murders, and he will inevitably have a hostile spirit. He doesn't believe that Jenny has the guts to face this hostile spirit.

Molested? An Dong laughed and shook his head. It's a miracle to be able to come back alive! If all this is true, he doesn't mind giving this child a knighthood, he just hopes that good luck will always be with her and with the royal family.

The candlelight was shaking, just as before. But An Dong realized that everything was beginning to be different. The shadow under the candlelight seemed to have life, struggling to emerge. The bright candlestick in the past gradually turned into a dim, forming a beautiful halo.

An Dong's hands shook unconsciously, he finally came! At this moment, An Dong's mood relaxed, and everything was left to fate. The kid Jenny was right, it was a monster!

Someone in the palace was yelling in panic, and a guard was stumbling towards him. Accompanied by a cold wind and a crash, the door of the room was pushed open.

"Your Majesty! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, let everyone keep quiet and stay where they are."

Following his instructions, the guards shouted loudly to convey the order. An Dong sat quietly, it was pitch black outside the window, and the candlelight in the room was curled up on the wick and trembling.

With the transmission of the order, the commotion in the palace gradually subsided, followed by an even more panicking silence. There was sobbing in the depths of the palace, and a woman whispered a song, which was warm and comfortable.

Bran was immersed in the darkness, and a woman sang a ballad, as if trying to coax him to sleep at ease. He did fall asleep too, under the protection of the darkness, in the warm and peaceful night.

A ray of warm sunlight awakened the sleeping Bran, Huahua was grooming him diligently, and his rough tongue was scraping off his face.

It was a good place to sleep, Bran left the palace with emotion and headed towards the crater.

Last night, the magic power here was directly sucked into his body, which caused a lot of changes. The light that was forcibly incorporated into the body burned with the fire of life and gradually merged with him.

The sunlight not only awakened Bran, but also dispelled the darkness in the palace. After checking, people found that there was no loss, and they could not help but breathe.

Some people even began to suspect that everything last night was just a dream. But this suspicion soon dissipated, and darkness fell again that night.

An Dong wanted to curse, but he didn't dare. Before the afterglow of the sun had dissipated, darkness fell on the palace. People in the city gradually noticed the vision there.

Shadows spread out from the top of the mountain, first immersed in the palace, and then gradually seeped from the palace, slowly descending along the mountain, and attacking them...