Wizards of the North

Adam finally understood at this moment why Bran would sit motionless under the tree, why he would not pay attention to things around him, or even care about many things.

He finally knew why Bran would always watch and listen with a smile.

Standing on the top of the city, everything is vividly visible. Neither the shadow nor the architecture can block his gaze. If he wants to, he can even hear the whispers of those people.

Adam realized that he was terribly wrong. He has always understood the meaning of "seeing", "listening" and "knowing" with a mundane mentality, just like hearsay, like words vaguely coming from the wind.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to his side to hold something, until Shandi put her hand in her palm and was held tightly by him. During the handshake, the magic of the couple began to blend. With an exclamation, Shandi was also pulled in...

The night darkened, and the unstoppable fatigue expelled the two from that world. In the eyes, the small garden is covered with moonlight, which looks mysterious and beautiful. The stars are no longer far away, as if they are within reach. Accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing, the unique coolness of the night gradually drives away the restlessness.

"It turns out that this is just a small hill." Shandi sighed, "I want to go back to the North with you."

"Stop it!"

"Are we the same in his eyes?"

"Just think about his attitude." Adam smiled bitterly. "I even want to rush back and beat him up."

Shandi gently covered her mouth. "Aren't you afraid to annoy him?"

"He won't be annoyed, or even care about it." Adam let go of Shandi's hand and punched the open space in front of him. "Just like when he was a child, he didn't care at all, but the more he did, the more let it go. I'm angry."

Shandi took Adam's hand again, very worried, "I seem to have said something that shouldn't be said, won't it cause trouble?"

"Thinking too much—" Adam changed the subject after a sigh of relief, "Bran may not care about the ants, but we can't. You just saw it, the people here are plotting."

Shandi nodded and suggested, "Let the guards pass?"

Adam shook his head, "This time, we will do it ourselves. We are wizards and must be used to the power of magic. Our vision has been opened, and our power can extend far away.

We must get rid of the old habits and the shackles of'seeing' and'listening'. "

Shandi shook her head, "However, none of the magic you and I can use has the ability to attack directly."

Bran told me, "All magic is just a tool. It's just a matter of dealing with different things, some are easy, some are not so easy.

Besides, you and me who need to rely on other people's power--. "

Seeing Adam who didn't know how to describe it for a while, Shandi said, "Apprentice."

Adam nodded vigorously, "Yes, apprentice! Apprentice of magic. Even if magic is a killer weapon, it is not as good as a sword in our eyes."

"You should know the original image of Bran. His dual swords are always hidden at his waist." At this point, Adam smiled sideways at Shandi, "Even if it is him, it took a long time to get rid of Sword. But we don’t use it, because he has gone through those detours and reminded him many times, but I have never cared."

Shandi shook Adam's hand slightly, slightly agitated.

Facing the anger, Adam explained casually: "This can't be all to blame for me, because he never showed me all of this. Moreover, I was fascinated by you at that time, and I was full of your image in my mind, and I couldn't hold other things. .

Although Bran's indifferent attitude is offensive, it has fulfilled us in this matter. When I realized that things might be troublesome, the first thing I thought of was him. He doesn't care anyway, let alone argue with others. "

At this point, Adam smirked.

...

In Yingyue City, in the basement of a house on the mountainside, some people were arguing under the dim candlelight, and some were sleeping in the dark corner.

The high and low snoring caused some people to frown from time to time and cast annoyed glances there. Hope, so that you can wake up the people in your dreams.

Perhaps the gaze really worked, the snoring gradually subsided, and the corner gradually fell into a cold silence. Soon a trace of chill rose from the cold silence and began to spread in the house.

Affected by this, the whispers of several people became lower and lower, and the calm snoring seemed to take away their courage. So an angry gaze swept to the corner again, hoping that the snoring sound would sound again and bring them courage again.

It's a pity, this time things backfired.

In this atmosphere, several people could no longer say that they could not go anymore, and fell into awkward silence one after another. To avoid this unspeakable embarrassment, they slowly leaned their bodies towards the back of their chairs, trying to avoid the dim candlelight.

The darkness seems to have recovered a few people, and the slightly heavy breathing gradually stabilized and gradually became inaudible.

When the sun had just risen, and when a family came to the door, the cry of sadness broke the quiet morning in the morning...

...

This is the first time Adam and Shandi have used magic to kill people. It is much easier than expected. These people have almost no resistance to magic.

Perhaps these people are the best objects for them to start practicing.

This is great!

The door of hope has been opened, and becoming a true mage or archmage is no longer out of reach.