Wizards of the North

Moore stood **** by the river and looked up at the tower. He had never seen such a tall and luxurious building. Along the way, they gradually developed confidence in their height. But when they entered here, especially when facing the buildings in the east of the city, they realized that their bodies were a little thin and short.

The host here was very unfriendly and drove them to the river to bathe after receiving the letters and gifts. Although the temperature of the river is moderate, it is indeed a good place to take a bath, but the shame after being rejected cannot be washed away.

The dirt on his body has been cleaned up, and the warm air radiating from the city also relaxes his body and mind. But thinking of Bran’s attitude just now, Moore always has a lingering depression in his heart.

The host here personally met them with unabashed contempt. Obviously there are so many tall buildings, but they drove them to the river without asking. He had noticed that there were few people there, but even if it was empty, he had not thought about arranging a place for them.

Moore really wanted to go in and see, such a tall building was too wasteful and a pity for these villains to live in. Those dwellings seem to be tailored for their own group of people, but they can only look at them with eyesight.

After entering the hometown of the little queen, the hospitality along the way has been good. Moore also had a good view of these northerners, and both sides recognized each other after a battle between men.

Embarrassment also occurred during the period. Those onlookers who were originally full of interest would mostly lose interest after watching a competition, and then dissipated in disappointment.

Every ethnic group here has at least one big tree, and under each big tree, there will always be a young man and a boy sitting cross-legged. These ordinary teenagers have a trace of indifference and detachment. In the curiosity and inquiring gaze that I looked over, something uncomfortable was hidden.

The teenagers sat there when they entered the village, and when they left, the teenagers still sat there, as if they had never moved.

Moore didn't think about it until he was gently stroked and praised by a talking tree demon under the tower. It wasn't until the queen's elder brother Bran, that the same ordinary boy suddenly showed his true body, that he suddenly remembered the same young men and women sitting under the tree.

He thought of a possibility, maybe the queen is just one of them.

When this thought arose, Moore was surrounded by fear. If Northlanders make some excessive demands, can they refuse? If the people from the North have taken a fancy to the ice sheet, can they stop it? This thought tortured Moore for a whole day, until the fatigue of the journey brought him to sleep.

A good night's sleep did not relieve Moore's fatigue, but made him feel sore. A girl who called herself Zoya came to the station, saying that she was taking them to visit the Northland City and explaining the city's rules for them by the way.

Moore doesn't like the rules, at least the rules here. Because there are too many restrictions here, you are not allowed to actively attack ordinary people here, you are not allowed to hunt wild beasts in the city at will, and you are not allowed to pick up and destroy the flowers, trees, and even stones here.

What can't you pick from a broken stone? Some people couldn't help but complain.

Upon hearing the complaint, the girl waved to the roadside, and a crystal stone fell into her hand. Then, under the giant's gaze, she shook the stone gently. A yawn came from the stone, and then he squirmed reluctantly.

"There are many lives nurturing here, and they are under the protection of wizards. And this city is also known as the city of wizards, with many wizards. Most of them look like ordinary people. If your actions arouse their anger , The consequences are unpredictable."

Some giants are still very unconvinced, "But it is still a stone."

"Yes, it is still a stone. But human feelings are really strange. After observing and caring for these humble little guys, some wizards gradually regard them as their own. Therefore, for your own safety, you better be able to Remember the rules here."

"What if you can't remember?"

Zoya laughed angrily, "Only the dead can't remember, and the dead will always help the living to remember the rules that are not easy to remember.

This city not only has wizards, but also a large number of knights and warriors. In front of them, you are also not worth mentioning. Too many people will help you enhance your memory and let you learn to be humble. "

This immediately caused the giant's dissatisfaction. A giantess couldn't help but put her big hand on the girl's head, wanting to teach this madman dwarf. But the reality is so cruel, she didn't even know what happened, so she fell heavily to the ground.

"You should be thankful. The task I have accepted is to protect you."

Zoya was a little annoyed, as the annoyed power began to rise uncontrollably, the giants also instantly felt the pressure. And what just happened made them no longer neglect the girl in front of them.

Zoya took a breath and suppressed her emotions. "I know you are not convinced, and I will not take pleasure in bullying the weak. I will take you to the arena to see, where a group of people born for swords gather. You can choose your opponents freely there to prove yourself. the power of."

There are giants who are not convinced, "Are there no gods or wizards involved?"

Along the way, they at least knew what the wizard represented in the Northland? It is a symbol of absolute power, an existence that they cannot reach.

"Wizards are not welcome there, most of them are ordinary people who come from the same origin as you."

"What do you mean?"

Zoya shook her head, "Don't you understand? We originally came from the same place and were forced to relocate together, but you were left behind. In that environment, only the weak will be left behind? Maybe there are some out of family affection. People who don't stay.

But you are a group of weak people after all, even today, countless years later, when we meet again, you still haven't become stronger. According to Bran, you are only a little taller. Maybe on the open ice field, it can help you spot the danger in advance. But height does not give you a strength advantage, it makes you clumsy. "

Moore couldn't help asking, "Are we the same race?"

Zoya snorted, "After you came here all the way, didn't you feel surprised that we have the same writing and language?

Have you met other people on the road? What do those people say, can you understand? Do you feel familiar when you enter the Northland? "

Seeing the giant's sudden expression, Zoya's tone changed, "But we are not the same race, even if our ancestors once accompanied us. We are from the North, and you are giants or something."

Zoya smiled contemptuously, "You are nothing, you don't even know the source of your strength."

Moore asked again, "What does the source of power mean?"

"We all need to feed on magic power in order to grow up and become stronger. Do you know why it is so abnormal here? Because the magic power here is too strong, and the people living here are receiving the nourishment of magic power every day. Compared with us, you are just a group of poor ghosts who can't eat enough.

I know some people don't believe it, but soon you will understand the gap. "

"Why is this, where does your magic come from?"

"Great wizards, or gods. They can communicate with magic and draw them to their side. Such existence is very rare, and there are only two in our city. And you should feel that the villages and towns that pass by have not been like this. Existence sits down.

The Great Wizard Bran asked me to thank you for bringing his sister's whereabouts. He is ready to take back his sister. "