Wizards of the North

Irene watched Zoya's expression gradually become solemn, and realized that it was wrong. She followed Zoya's gaze, and the sea surface was rippling, and the waves lightly patted the beach, leaving a touch of white foam.

What's there? Is there really a wizard as she said?

Irene thought she knew Zoya very well. For a while, even thought she was crazy. But quickly found a reason for this madness, how many normal wizards have?

Bran is not normal, Huahua is not normal, and the white robe in Beidi City is not normal. The wizard who occasionally burst into flames and ran naked in Northland City has become a joke after dinner.

But she is very jealous of these crazy people. They are immersed in their own world. What are the opinions of others?

If you don’t care about your family, and can go crazy like Zoya, and even forget some people and things, can you be happy?

In familiarity and closeness, each other has lost awe. She was a little afraid of Dani, Mary, and Zac, but it was difficult for Bran to have similar emotions. Just like Zoya in front of her, Irene really couldn't connect her with the strong.

Being chased by hornet together, imitating Danny together, all this seems to have happened yesterday. How can she guarantee that Zoya's every move is not a deception or imitation?

After watching for a while, Zoya walked towards the sea. Irene just wanted to keep up, but an unquestionable command rang in her ear: "Stay here."

Irene was taken aback, and her anger rose. Regardless of advice, she raised her leg to follow.

"Stay here! I'm not Bran, I can't protect you."

"I don't need your protection yet."

Zoya stopped and turned to look at Irene, and Irene did not back down and stared at her.

"Don't bother me, Irene."

"This is my home, I don't need your permission to go wherever I want!"

The sound of horseshoes interrupted the two of them looking at each other. Charlotte rode on the horse and led the other horse to Zoya. This is a fiery red monster that can control a little wind. Bran chose from the wild horses and gave it to her, hoping they could become partners.

Zoya raised her hand and patted the face of the stretched horse, "Are you ready, are you ready for war?"

"what?"

Detective Zoya took the bow and arrow from the horse, and then bent the bow and pointed the arrow far away. In Irene's astonishment, a sharp arrow has been thrown out.

A wave on the sea turned up to usher in an arrow, but it did not have the effect it should have, and it was penetrated. Someone appeared in shape with trembling arrow feathers on their shoulders.

Zoya threw the bow to Charlotte and ordered: "Stay here." Then she walked over there. This time, Irene didn't move any more, just staring at Zoya's back with a gloomy expression.

...

Jose glanced at the arrow feathers on his shoulders, then turned his attention to the girl who was slowly approaching. Facial lines, people from the North? He could have retreated, but he was a bit unwilling. It has been found and injured as a result, there is no indication that it can't be so useless. Moreover, is this not an opportunity for temptation?

So Jose didn't retreat, but moved a few steps toward the shore and stood waist-deep. Waiting for the opponent to approach, waiting for the change of offensive and defensive momentum.

The girl stopped in front of the sea line and looked at him quietly.

Jose asked, "Northlander?"

The girl nodded, "Are you impersonating my tribe?"

Jose glanced at the Dragon Cavalry station in the distance, "I thought it was a mistake. I think I was fooled." Shaking his head, Jose continued, "That's good, at least it will attract you."

Following his words, some sea water wet the fine sand under Zoya's feet without a trace. Jose took a few steps forward, and the sea retreated to his knees.

"This is a misunderstanding. We are here to find the lost people." Jose paused for a moment, and carefully looked at the girl in front of him. It was gentle and pleasant, making him feel calm.

"Those dragon knights seem to be guarding against certain monsters. Please believe that I have nothing to do with those monsters."

"Why are you spying here?" Zoya asked softly, tilting her head slightly.

"Out of the wizard's curiosity, I want to meet the monster in their mouth."

Jose felt a little heavy, and the communication between the two of them became deeper and deeper without knowing it. Jose could not help but say a lot of what should be said or not.

The girl in front of him, like a long-lost family member, made Jose relax his guard. The fine sand under the girl's feet became dry and soft again, and even the sharp arrow stuck in her shoulder was ignored.

The sea water swayed gently around his legs, the fatigue and tension of the journey, as well as the anxiety of being in an unfamiliar land, subsided here, and peace fell on Jose. The body, which was tense from guard, gradually relaxed...

As the body relaxes, blood slowly seeps out along the arrow wound, dyeing the sea water around him red. The blood drew some existence, and shadows began to float on the distant sea.

Charlotte looked at it from a distance, a fascinating flower of magic power looming on Zoya's back, as if it would turn into substance at any time.

A bit far away, she couldn't understand what the two were talking with her ability. After a long time of communication, the person took out a water polo from his arms, and when Zoya tried to reach out to take it, the water polo suddenly became bright, reflecting the vastness of the sky.

The sound of shouting and fighting immediately came. When the light dissipated, Zoya was holding a feather arrow with a piece of flesh hanging on it.

Charlotte rode over and asked nervously, "Are you okay?"

Zoya smiled, "I'm fine."

Irene, who followed immediately, also opened her mouth and asked, "Where is that person?"

"Ran."

"Why don't you stop him?"

Zoya lifted her chin, "The person is in the sea, go and stop it."

...

Reuben was still joking in the camp from time to time, and his laughter and cursing never stopped. Until Jose, with a scar, appeared on the sea not far away. Those who watched immediately noticed the anomaly. When the crowd lifted Jose from the sea, Jose only squeezed out two words-wizard, and passed out.