Wizards of the North

The heavy axe slowly got up like a big mountain, covering Anji under his shadow.

"In interdependence and conflict, we must learn to be ourselves after all." He sighed heavily. "Back then, when Bran was in the villa, he used weapons as a condition to bring the various martial arts of the northern people into his hands.

At that time, he was still a child after all, and Dany was not too old. We all lost our guard, and showed them our proud ability.

After all, people like us always have some face, and it is not easy to deceive the two children. Moreover, we don't think they can really remember anything. However, they just took note.

If you didn't despise them then, there would be no surprise in front of Shuangyi City. Who could have imagined that the martial arts of the people from the North could be mastered in Danni's hands.

When we were once great warriors sitting together, there was more shame in our hearts. It is also because of shame that it is inevitable to be somewhat resentful.

Stupid, right?

Those things that should be done by us, should belong to our glory, but because of short-sightedness, we gave up. It was also from that time that we great warriors really let go of prejudices and communicate frankly.

During the exchange, many people finally realized the fact that we were born for swords. "

The heavy axe looked down at Anji, and added his tone: "Go all out and attack me with your most proud magic."

Angie stepped back in hesitation, and then threw a small fireball, but just a few feet in front of him, it collapsed, as if hitting a wall.

"Does the War Witch of Double Wing City have this ability?"

"We fight the witches—the warriors walking on the path of wizards. Be careful!"

After speaking, An Ji rushed up with the kitchen knife and iron hook. Fire light immediately emerged from his body and weapons. With suffocating heat, he slapped the heavy axe.

As Anji expected, the mother who wanted to teach her did not evade at all. The iron hook coming from the horizontal shot gently flipped over the axe in the heavy axe's hand, and the flames swirled upward.

Angie knew that her mother was good for her, but this kind of goodness was not what she wanted.

She doesn't need excuses!

If you don’t agree, then you can’t agree, so why look for excuses? And this excuse actually required her to pay the price of failure.

Except for Dani, War Witch has not lost yet. Although the War Witches were equally unsure of the other members of the Shang Bran family, after all, they hadn't really fought, so there was no way to win or lose.

I just want to try my own skills and find an excuse to make a move.

Fireworks loomed up, but Anji could not see the panic as expected in his mother's eyes. Thinking about it, she saw a hint of ridicule.

At this time, a faint white light emerged from the axe, easily dispelling the pyrotechnics that rose above it.

"Is that just enough? It seems that I don't even have to find excuses..."

"No! I just don't want to hurt you."

Following the words, the flames on Anji's body rose suddenly, wrapping them up.

The heavy axe is as stable as a mountain, and the blazing breath of life turns into white light, repelling the fireworks a few feet away.

...

A similar situation is happening in the western border of the Northland.

Vincent couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken when he saw his daughter Dia standing in despair. If he didn't get a long life, he would be merciful and would definitely lose again.

More than ten years later, he slowly understood the meaning of life.

He is still-young! It is impossible to keep giving in to the child and to accommodate.

Dia stared at his father, "Since when did it start? He began to hide his strength."

"A few years ago." Vincent sighed, "If Bran didn't come back, if he hadn't discovered the outside world..."

"You will keep concealing it and keep losing, right?"

Vincent sighed again, "Always let Bran this little **** see our changes, and we can't always leave the opportunity to you."

Vincent pointed to the starry sky, "Having heard Bran's description, it feels more like a cage here. You yearn for the outside world and hope to be able to travel freely through it. In fact, I also think.

It’s just that I don’t want to incite, use, or even persecute my children. After all, Bran can be considered our child.

And he has been here and talked a lot with me.

Oh, right! I also gave a gift, a space ball.

I think some words are right, no matter what he is, I will be his uncle and his family after all. Even if he is not pleasing to the eye, always consider his mother's ideas.

Even if Danni ruthlessly extinguished your prestige in front of everyone, there is a reason for it. He thinks he treats you very well, although he often ignores you, but that is due to his character.

He also said that when the time is right, he will invite me to visit him. "

Dia, who knew his father well, immediately noticed that it was wrong, "What about the conditions?"

Vincent smiled bitterly, "I just hope that I can handle the internal relations of the Northland relatively fairly."

I thought Dia would object, but didn't want to say: "I want to go too!"

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