Wizards of the North

Even if everyone has their own calculations, they rarely speak out like Bran. And being able to be so "candid" usually means a showdown. When putting aside the blood and family relationship and putting everything down to interests and rules, many things are easier to see.

Bran knows that some words may cause confusion, such as what is the chosen person? But he didn't want to explain, and he didn't know the details inside. Those wills that once felt unmatched are now pan-headed and sleep contentedly. In the face of flirting, it was just a few wriggles. For them, I really dare not let go of them...

After a short pause, Bran continued: "I care about wizards because we have common interests. For the same reason, I care about you. I need the rules to be constantly revealed, and only then can I understand the secrets behind the rules, so A large part of what you are currently doing is also what I hope.

Indeed, there is still a part of what I did that made me a little unhappy. But like I just said, I'm always weighing. After weighing it up, I regard these conflicts of ideas and interests as a price that must be paid, so I will not behave until the rules really emerge. As for the emergence of the rules, you will have the power to overlook the world like me. Do you still need to care about others' attitudes like today?

In fact, instead of worrying about us wizards, it is better to worry about yourself.

It is also out of interest considerations. You lack a long-term vision, and it is easy to be confused by the small gains in front of you. And compared to us wizards, you lack the principles to follow.

The world is changing rapidly, and everything that was old has collapsed, and it can no longer become a basis. The past traditions and habits are declining and disappearing. Although you are still sticking to it, you know better than anyone that it has been fragmented. Those old rules can no longer restrain you, so the world seems so chaotic. "

Bran stretched out his thumb, "I wanted to create a similar chaos, but I couldn't do it. This made me realize that when everyone doesn't want to accompany you in chaos, how can it be messed up? You know, I The resulting wave of death annoyed the other wizards, so they didn't play with me. Even if it was just a passive neglect, it was enough to make me helpless.

Ha ha--

You are still good..."

Putting his hands down, Bran continued: "I need this chaos just like you do, but what I see is different from what I see. I don't guess what others think, I just want to talk about my own opinions.

Rules and authority will be perfected in frequent frictions, and faith will be sharpened in confrontation. But in the frequent friction and confrontation, some will be obliterated. This is certain. Things that are out of date, and cannot be adapted and perfected will inevitably face this situation.

What if those who were obliterated happened to have high hopes?

Uh--

Didn't anyone think that such a possibility would arise? Alas, I said, you should worry about your own. "

Bran shook his head slightly, looking helpless.

"In fact, this is not really worrying, because if some things die out, it is a good thing. Unfortunately, it is not that simple.

Although I am a very selfish person, it is impossible to be merciless to you, we are a family after all. If even I can't get rid of these influences, let alone other people. Therefore, some things that should have been obliterated are likely to remain, and some deformed products will be born.

Don't doubt, we have this ability to give birth to them, even if it shouldn't exist. Then, it will bring the coveted power to some of us.

Hey--

But what are the consequences? "

Bran shook his head again, "What you should really worry about is yourself, don't become such a cancer..."

The elders arrived worriedly, and after hearing these words, they left worriedly. Although all the goals of this trip were achieved, no one could laugh.

...

Crossing the portal, Nicole did not rush to leave.

She has an illusion that the portal is like a barrier between heaven and earth. Singing and dancing on the side of the door is a rare paradise; on the side of the door, there is no peaceful place.

The camp on the other side of the door now has the name of the holy city of the dark night. One day, it may be able to become a shining pearl in the world.

Things will always change without preparation. Just like a few years ago, they had just gotten used to tranquility and suddenly received a divine metaphor, which disrupted the original arrangement.

Fortunately, she therefore had an excuse to travel.

Sitting in the holy city, I gradually felt a bit of a feeling of being in the cold, so I always wanted to go for a walk, want to relive the years of being able to walk freely, and the time of being able to stand in the crowd to preach doctrine. It's a pity that I can't make it...

it's good now!

It's just that some times are destined to be impossible to reappear and can only become memories. She also didn't know when it started, and there were sacrificial offerings around her? I’m afraid it’s impossible to be free...

God metaphors will not appear for no reason, especially for the dark night. There must be something big, or something big will happen soon, and then new changes will occur in the world. This has always been the case, and every time the appearance of the divine metaphor will inevitably bring about a change in the pattern, she believes it will be the same this time.

Yes, it is the same this time. She still doesn't know the real reason, but will do her best to be the best. No matter how big or small it is, no matter how small it is, it may become the key to victory. She had this realization, and it was because of such a realization that she kept the reputation of the Dark Night Sacrifice, and also kept the reputation of Dark Night in a disguised form.

Hey--

Worshiping such a deity who doesn’t care about anything, sometimes really...

Nico shook her head vigorously, and Maya's words and deeds still affected them. In the past, these thoughts never appeared at all, but now they are somewhat out of control. It’s just that this feeling is good, as if the relationship with the deity is instantly drawn closer, and the awe is no longer cold, as if there is a temperature.

She still wouldn't or dare to ask some bold questions or make some nonsensical requests through this thread of contact like Maya. It's even impossible to be like Maya, because a "roll" character really **** its wings and flies away. However, she did feel the difference because of this connection.

Very familiar and very kind, just in the touch...