Wizards of the North

In Xi Rui's anxious wait, Bran finally returned. Xi Rui, who was full of grievances, began to make a small report in front of her brother. Facing her accusation, Huahua hugged Bran's neck and looked leisurely. This situation made Xi Rui's complaint lower and lower. With the complaint over, she was locked up again.

Bran is not in the mood to pay attention to his sister for the time being, he has more important things to do. He needs to verify some guesses and try to let the mist take him into the sea of ​​magic. So Bran, who had just ran back, began to retreat.

The mist slowly turned, like a copper key covered with rust, twisted the door lock amidst difficulties and jerkyness, opened the ancient door with a creak, and entered the sea of ​​magic.

Facing the magical power coming, the mist turned into a solid island. Under the rush of the magic wave, the edge of the island gradually became rounded. Magic power began to rise on the island, slowly moisturizing it, and Bran. With the infiltration of magic, the island gradually turned into a piece of black jade, delicate, firm, and gentle.

The sea of ​​magic power is no longer dangerous, and Bran is also willing to suffer, and a lazy tiredness makes him fall asleep. Bran curled up in his sleep, like a baby waiting to be born in the mother. There was a mumbling in the sea, like a lullaby, humming its past, present, and future.

Lily, who broke into the sea of ​​magic power again, couldn't help smiling at her younger brother who was sucking his fingers in his sleep. She watched quietly, as if squatting in front of her brother's crib when she was a child. A trace of tiredness came to her, just like many years ago, pulling her into sleep.

In the Northland City, Bran slept soundly on the tower. A faint gray mist emanated from the body, and gradually filled the tower, the entire tower became misty; in Double Wing City, light emitted from the sleeping Lily. The light pushed out the creatures in the tower one by one, and then a huge light cocoon enveloped the tower, blocking the inside and outside.

Xi Rui is free. As the gray mist erupted from Bran, the power that had imprisoned her disappeared. Then Huahua appeared before her eyes and led her away from the tower. The joy of first gaining freedom was quickly replaced by worry, and the gray mist blocked everyone out of the door, even if the flowers were difficult to penetrate.

With the mist surrounding the tower, Huahua completely lost contact with Bran. After the initial bewilderment, Huahua became restless and her eyes gradually became bloodthirsty. He walked in front of the tower restlessly all day long, his footsteps no longer light, but accompanied by an unusually low pedaling sound. The sound was not loud, but it enveloped the city. In the dead of night, the pedaling sound is particularly dull, like a heartbeat.

Anyone who is a little closer to the front of the tower will be stopped by his roar, even the ancient trees dare not approach the flowers at this time. People can only watch from a distance, the beast wandering alone in front of the tower.

Xi Rui has been very well-behaved recently, and she knows that she can't make trouble at this moment. She tensed her face and tried to make a majestic look. Now that her brother had an accident, she felt that she should guarantee the safety of the city.

Gu Shu took over the city again. He didn't know what happened to Bran? What's wrong with Huahua? But he knew what he should do at this time. Let the wind and rain beat you, let you thunder and lightning, he will always hold up a piece of sky and bless a land.

...

Dany still sits in the city mansion office every day. Although she feels uneasy, she doesn't show her face. The white robes have carefully explored the fief, and they collectively referred to that area as the wizard collar, and reported this new name.

The wizarding collar is still wild, where bushes grow thick, and it will take time to become a livable place. News came that Zach had returned to Northland City with their family and servants. The white robes are busy cleaning up the ruins and preparing to rebuild the resident in the city. So Pachu begged Dany again with a thick face, not demanding, but very cumbersome-temporary accommodation and food.

There is no need for Dany to do things like this, as long as she nods, and then hand these things to Il. If the Northland City can have today, Il is also considered to have worked hard. Under Bran's extensive management, Il was taking care of many implementation details.

Pachu admires Il very much, knowing her hard work and dedication, and also very convinced of her ability. Sometimes I feel sorry for her. What she has done is too trivial. She is an executor. There is not much credit for success, but many responsibilities for failure.

Fortunately, Bran also understands these things and never criticizes them in this regard, but the following rumors of slander have been constant. After all, despite her hard work in this position, she can often get in touch with Bran, and occasionally get some unexpected rewards, causing some people to jealous.

Il's progress in wizarding is obvious to all. Bran doesn't speak much to her, but occasionally mentions a lot. He will tell Il directly that maybe you can do that. A small display, breaking some of Il's inherent thinking. Il's magic is still not strong enough, but the changes have begun to vary.

Competitions between wizards and wizards occurred from time to time, and Pachu gradually found it difficult to spot Il hidden in the darkness. It is enviable and jealous, but Pachu knows that this is what Il deserves, because it is the compensation of the great wizard.

When Pachu found Il with Dany's approval, she was staring at the misty tower in a trance. Pachu did not disturb her, but gently stood beside her and followed her gaze towards the tower.

The palpitating footsteps resounded in my heart, and I felt heavy. In this heavy voice, there is madness and murder.

Il sighed, "Thank you. Never thought he would be so terrible. When you reminded me before, you thought you were exaggerating. Now it seems that you underestimate him."

"Yes, when the Great Wizard entered the tower, his footsteps never stopped."

"I hope everything is well with the Great Wizard, I hope he can come out earlier, and continue like this, in this city..." Il sighed again and did not continue.

"My student Shajia said-Gu Shu warned her not to approach the east of the city recently. So, you should be careful too."

Pachu and Il looked at the tower with a sigh, not wanting to talk about work for a while.

...

The footsteps in Northland City were dull, but the two-wing city was silent. When the cocoon lit up, the little wizards in the city gathered under the tower and looked up. But waited and watched for a long while, and nothing happened.

Since the creatures in the tower were pushed out of the tower calmly and unscathed, it was not an accident. Maybe it's their idol, Lily has made new discoveries, or has begun a new breakthrough.

So they acted spontaneously to stop the howling of the wolf. At the same time, he secretly increased his vigilance to prevent outsiders from disturbing here.

Even the sound of prayer outside the city became inaudible under Khan's command. As a believer, how can you disturb the gods’ sleep? The singing and praying of the past are gradually replaced by silent blessings.