Wizards of the North

"The child is older..."

Since a few elders came around, but their parents quietly left, Bran knew there was nothing good. After setting up the listening posture, he began to wander away.

"Ok."

The distracted Bran agreed with this, and then drew an extremely slender isosceles triangle in his heart. It seems that Zoya's star is not "far" from her side.

Well, this triangular area will be owned by the family from now on.

"Some things should also be on the agenda..."

"Ok."

It should be mentioned on the agenda, this matter needs to be as soon as possible. It's just—you stupid girl, what are you doing so far?

"The days to come will be long, and we need people who can support each other to spend it together."

"Ok."

Although my family is less, as long as we work together for thousands of years, we should be able to connect this area.

"Back then, you started getting engaged at this size."

"--Ok?"

Hearing the engagement, Bran, who had wanted to continue to deal with it, recovered in time, and after a long ending, began to take a serious look at the children at home.

If it's an engagement, there is one that barely meets the requirements-Meow, but the child is not here at all. Besides, this doesn't seem to be popular in our Northland, right? Back then, it was bullying me stupid...

"We are just reminding that you, as the patriarch, must consider some things in advance."

Bran blinked, what else to consider? You have all considered, what else can I consider?

As for the future--

The children's marriage events, if not done right, really fall here.

"Don't worry, don't think too much, we are just a reminder."

Am I worried? What am i thinking? Without your reminder, I would think these are useless?

"In the future, let the children come and walk more when they are fine."

"Ok--"

Bran dragged and agreed.

"Knowing that you can't get out of your body most of the time, Dany is also responsible for the specific affairs of the family. We will discuss with her about the following matters."

"Ok."

Bran understood that this meant that nothing happened to him after the greeting...

Nothing is best!

Looking at the triangle area outlined, Bran felt his head was big. If you want to quickly build this "small" triangle area, you won't be able to get out of it for a while.

Must find a way to save worry and effort...

...

Although the ink color does not belong to Zoya's original strength, she feels very relieved and comfortable in it. She likes this, with a touch of estrangement in the intimacy, as if a gentle hug will not feel the slightest restraint.

"This is our new home, right?" She asked knowingly again, causing Huahua who was beside her to let out an impatient cry.

Well, I haven't seen Huahua for many years, and I still don't fake colors for myself. This made Zoya happy inexplicably, her face couldn't help but smile.

"You just let Netherworld change naturally?"

On the way, Zoya finally found some problems: "I know that magic will find a way out, but how many people here can hear the whispers of magic?"

Huahua slanted her eyes and didn't even raise her head. "All beings will find a way out. Magic power is no longer the dominant one but changes with the changes of all beings."

"You are drawing on the power of sentient beings, but what is that?"

"A trend that is unstoppable under the interaction. You-me, and the ants, the butterflies, the countless creatures, the billowing torrents of life, old age, sickness and death.

It's hard to break away, it's impossible to escape. "

Zoya lowered her head slightly and swept across Huahua next to her, "Get free?"

Huahua made a short snoring, which was regarded as answering Zoya's rhetorical question. This made Zoya suddenly realized that Bran was no different from her. Perseverance has always been their biggest trouble while achieving them. Perhaps, what Bran needs to get rid of is precisely this obsession to "break free".

If it can help Bran forget...

Along with this thought, countless strange flowers appeared beside the gloomy and dim road, on the green grassland, and the ink-colored river that has no end...

Huahua lowered her head and sniffed the blooming flowers on her side, sneezed lightly and glanced at her suspiciously.

Raising her finger to the direction of the trial hall, Zoya concealed: "New students need to forget and let go, but you are not doing very well."

Huahua quivered her fur nonchalantly: "Time will perfect everything."

"You are making excuses to be lazy again..."

...

Being lazy, it's hard to be lazy this time.

Bran sat in the Northland City thinking hard, hoping to find an efficient way. It was not until Huahua came back to him that he was awakened.

"How come back?

——Oh, Charlotte became a guide. "

Bran patted the flowers in his arms, "I thought that if we left here, things would be less and we would be more and more relaxed. As a result, the stall was getting bigger and bigger."

Huahua's tail curled up toward Bran's hand and patted twice to show comfort. Then the cat's eyes followed Bran's gaze, pierced through the void and fell towards that area.

After just watching for a while, he buried his head under his paws and snored...

Bran retracted his gaze from the distance, subconsciously looked in the direction of Double Wing City, and finally shook his head to suppress the urge to ask for help. Hearing the colorful purring in his ear, he also subconsciously responded.

When the parents came over, they saw such a dumbfounding scene. One person and one cat are lazy and tired together, and there is a pair of purrings, as if they are arguing.

"Where is Zoya?"

"Go back first. There can't be no one on duty there, and she needs to get acquainted with and adapt to the new home as soon as possible."

"In the past two or three years, Adam has not actively contacted us, and neither has Aiqi." He gave Bran a meaningful look, "I don't know what they are up to."

Bran understood that this was not about asking about the eldest brother and second brother, but himself.

"I said that you may not believe it, I have been half-dreaming and half-awake." Bran stretched out his hand, "The will of the sentient beings has condensed and produced power that I can't understand.

That power gave me certain authority, allowing me to perform my duties better. "

"What duty?"

"Death-death..." Bran said the answer word by word, "Recently, I have gradually wanted to understand some things-while establishing rules, they will inevitably be bound by rules, but it is difficult to detect at first.

After all, I was breaking the old rules at first, and that process only brought the pleasure of breaking through the constraints. But when I set out to establish new rules, I was also shrouded in it..."

Bran was silent for a while, "A stronger net led by me, while giving me strength, also made me a little bit at a loss. Maybe chaos is more suitable for me..."

Speaking of this, Bran suddenly stopped.

"Yes! There is no need to behave properly, chaos is easier to spread..."

Bran Meng took a deep breath, and the brilliance on the body surface was instantly replaced by ink. But soon, the colorful color oozes out again, but it is no longer peaceful but reveals a sense of turbulence.

He took a deep breath again and grinned: "Wait a minute, I will try to set off a firework first."

At this time, Huahua immediately came to the spirit...

...

Seeing the demon flower, Charlotte immediately put down her work and let out a cheer-Zoya is back! Then ran out of the trial hall like a gust of wind.

Soon, I saw Zoya walking with Huahua...

After years of absence, Charlotte seemed to have endless words. Those who didn't dare to confide in their hearts at will finally had a target to talk about. When she was talking about her happiness, Zoya suddenly stopped the conversation and motioned her to look deep into the void.

There, a colorful firework is slowly blooming...