Wizards of the North

The weather in Beidi City this year is a bit weird. It is already frozen and snowy outside, but the city is warm as spring, but it will not make people sweat. Therefore, Bran was amused by this sweaty humanoid monster with a strange smell all over his body. He did not expect to receive news from his sister in this way at this time.

Not long after Il had just sat down, a team of messengers followed the wide stone bridge over the Perpetual River into Northland City and immediately attracted people's attention. I was having a very happy conversation with Bran, telling all kinds of interesting things in the royal capital, but I had to end it quickly because of the team in front of me.

In the past two years, missions from various countries have entered and exited, and the various strange shapes of wizards have long caused the people in the city to produce aesthetic fatigue, making them free from the low-level interest of watching and joining in the fun.

People who have lived here for a long time also think that they are knowledgeable, and the mantra of despising outsiders is-rare and strange. Especially in the face of those knights and nobles who have traveled here for the first time, this kind of lofty posture is fully displayed.

But today this team is so distinctive that it is rare for the well-informed people in the city to behave strangely. Because even the tall and mighty Northlanders are half shorter than the others, and the camel beasts they are accompanying are taller.

The main body of the camel beast is a giant elephant with thick and long hair, and several white bears and big dogs of normal size are mixed in between.

Such a team should have shocked people, but the temperature in the city made them very embarrassed. After walking a few steps in the city, everyone saw sweat on their foreheads, and the accompanying animals were even more unbearable. A strong peculiar smell also emanates, attracting nearby mosquitoes.

This situation didn't improve until it was close to the east of the city, and a force appeared out of thin air to disperse the crowd and mosquitoes. Although the crowd dispersed, the discomfort caused by the "high temperature" still tortured the team.

Moore doesn't like it here. He misses his hometown that is covered with snow all year round. It is a pity that the hometown is occupied by the brutal Snow Queen, and they take the magic snake around them to show off their power. Although the queen said it was a dragon, Moore still thought it was a snake. Bullying him has little knowledge, haven't he seen a real dragon?

Wherever the queen went, she would leave a statue of ice and snow to establish her rule. What is even more unbearable is that the Queen requires worship sooner or later. The most hateful thing is to conduct random raids...

They named themselves gods, goddess of ice wind and goddess of ice and snow. The two villains, one smaller than the other, are not small. Had it not been for the fact that the devil snake was really scary, Moore would have taken someone to shoot them to death.

The last time people who wanted to rebel armed themselves brought an unprecedented amount of ice and snow to their village. The demon snake flew to the small village and shook its scales, and it ice-sealed everything there.

Can't afford it, hide! But the reality is too cruel, compared to them staggering on the ground, the magic snake comes and goes like wind in the air. They had just established a new foothold, and the magic snake fell from the sky and spewed a new statue into the center of the station.

After several times, everyone understood that the two villains were playing hide and seek. If she can hide for a few days without being found, she will reward one or two treasures. Those treasures were so small and exquisite that some people were actually bought, hung close to their necks, and showed off when they had the opportunity.

What's so great, I'm not without it! Thinking of this, Moore quietly touched his chest.

At that time, he was taken alone under this high tower to meet the owner here. He wanted to stand up and let him see the cold temperament of men in the land of ice and snow. As a result, he just raised his head, and the big tree beside him was alive. He stretched out a big rough hand and gently stroked his head, and complimented: "My little friend, he is so tall!"

So Moore immediately went short.

"I am Moore, the messenger of the Snow Queen. I convey the greetings from the Goddess of Ice Wind and the Goddess of Ice and Snow to the God of Dark Night." Moore looked down at the young man sitting on the edge of the pool and shouted with a grin.

Bran was in a mess, but it was too late to stop the sound from spreading.

Where is this singing? Bran said with a question, "I am the wizard Bran, what else did your queen say?"

Mo'er took out a box from his arms, "She asked me to hand this letter to the God of Night."

Bran raised his hand for a sign, and Moore put the box back in his arms. And said: "I want to meet God Ming Anye, I must complete the Queen's order and hand it over to him."

Bran increased his tone and said, "Give it to me."

Moore shook his head firmly.

"Do you know who I am?" Bran asked, pointing to his nose.

Moore nodded. "The wizard Bran, the queen's brother."

Bran stretched out his hand again, but in return the opponent's head was constantly shaking.

What is this thing? How come you only grow tall and don't grow your brains. With this thought, Bran asked: "What did your queen say?"

"Hand over the letter to the **** of night."

"And then, didn't you tell you who the **** of the night is?"

Looking at the opponent's head shaking again, Bran couldn't help but sigh secretly. "What happens if you don't hand it to the gods yourself?"

"She will freeze us into ice sculptures."

Bran was originally worried that his cute little sister was too weak, but finally felt relieved after hearing this sentence.

"Give me the letter." Bran's figure soared with the words. The shadow instantly enveloped Moore, and a large dark hand reached out in front of him. This time Moore did not dare to resist, and obediently handed over the letter.

The shadow dissipated, and Bran reappeared there, still an ordinary young man. Moore felt the ice-like chill in the warmth of spring at this time. This chill not only did not eliminate the sweat on his head, but made it more and more.

Bran flipped through the letter, it was full of more than ten pages, and his mood began to become happy. He waved his hand to Moore, "Go down, clean up by the river first. If you feel that the city is too hot, you can find a place to stay on the opposite bank."

After Moore went down, Bran began to read the letter. The letter said a lot, Xi Rui went straight to the wasteland after passing through the west. Turned around in it, picking up a few meteorite fragments by the way. Then she crossed the wasteland and continued north, hoping to find the remains of her ancestors.

To the north of the wasteland are undisturbed mountains and endless primitive jungles. Because she was accompanied by the little fairy Rui Jia, Xi Rui did not feel lonely when she walked in it. From time to time, interesting things will be found in the forest, which also keeps the journey fresh.

Xi Rui wanted to have some fun here, but the voice from the wind gradually became urgent, and she began to urge her to go north, north, and all the way north.

Following the wind's guidance, she threw the rolling mountains behind her. But along the way, no traces of ancestors were found.

This didn't have much effect on Xi Rui. Her trip was to obey the guidance of the dark and try to bear her own fruit. The search for the remains of the ancestors was only out of curiosity, just to do something for Si Ge Bulan and find some evidence for his inference.

She didn't expect to find people on the way. When she saw a thick smoke rising from a distance under the blue sky and white clouds, she was really excited for a while.

So, she rushed there hopping around. As they approached, wooden houses and humans gradually appeared in the perception. This was a group of people without much power, because Xi Rui did not perceive traces of magic power from them.

Ciri heard Bran said that if it was a large-scale migration, some people who could not keep up with the team might be left behind. Even after the evolution of time, there will always be traces, such as language and writing. Bran said that Bianya and Longqi know that our language and writing are very mature, because the two sides have been separated for many years, but the language and writing have not formed much difference.

Therefore, Xi Rui believes that the evidence is in sight. But the result was disappointing. She could not understand what those people were saying, nor could she understand their words.

When those people found out that she was alone, malice also emerged. Her clothes, weapons, these exposed wealth made people lose their senses, so that no one thought about how a little girl could appear here.

Someone might have thought about it, but that was just a little girl after all. So before long, a small village buried by the wind and snow appeared in the world.