Wizards of the North

After the surprise, Sajia and Charlotte looked at Bran who appeared suddenly at a loss. After more than a year, Bran still has no change in the eyes of the two, and his face is still hidden in the darkness.

Bran looked around this small room, as if looking for a suitable place to stay. It's a pity that the two of them stood there, unable to understand his hint. After a sigh, I sat down on the floating tray.

"Actually, the expedition did not take you into consideration. I have always felt that you should not be affected much. Because there is still a big gap between you and the wizards of another continent, so the magic power should not be restless at this time. I am a little confused, but before I can really solve these, I must plan something for you.

But I am not good at planning, nor can I plan, because I know too little about the world. And playing tricks with those old monsters who have lived for an unknown number of years will only arouse their ridicule.

I just want to tell you-we are wizards, born for magic.

I don't want to laugh at the sorcerers who worked hard, just like the familiar Kano in the Emerald Harbor. When I came, I deliberately talked with him for a while, hoping to discover their weaknesses.

He is keen, suspicious, and scheming, but it all comes from wisdom and weakness in human nature. Unfortunately, he forgot his identity-a wizard.

As a wizard, everything should be closely connected with magic, including wisdom, of course. However, his wisdom did not complement the magic power, but blinded the voice of magic power.

We are wizards, and wisdom or emotions will make us choose after listening, not like him. "

Charlotte nodded and promised: "Before making a decision, I will definitely listen to the voice of magic."

Bran sighed, "Every wizard who goes out from Northland City promises me this way, but it's not enough. Your biggest threat comes from wizards from another continent. I don't like the current confrontation. you guys.

Magic will find danger earlier than you. I hope you will not be too confident, let alone be blinded by your immediate interests and ignore the warning signs from magic.

Some warnings often sound just before the danger is approaching, and I hope you don’t miss your chances while hesitating. "

Several figures appeared out of thin air, and Bran raised his hand to indicate, "Do you know them?"

Shajia and Charlotte shook their heads at the same time, but they both stopped talking. Bran asked with a smile, "I don't know him, but I feel very familiar, right?"

The two nodded at the same time: "Yes."

Then Charlotte asked: "Who are they?"

"A group of people who have been dead for a long time doesn't matter to you." He took out two small boxes and tossed them to them. "A pair of rings, don't rush to take out, let alone let others know. If one day , You have heard the call from afar, you need to wear it when you are on the road alone."

"What's the use?"

"Help you shield other wizards from detection."

At this time, Sajia raised a question, "Your ability is no longer a secret, and the wizards of other continents must be guarded."

"It's true." Bran nodded slightly. "But how can they guard me now?"

After speaking, the pitch-black ink faded slowly, revealing the beauty of that suit. This caused Sajia and Charlotte to retreat at the same time and stand in one place subconsciously. The joy in their eyes was also replaced by hesitation and guard.

"Don't be nervous." As he said, the ink color rushed to cover the brilliance of the suit, "It seems that you still like my old look. Relax, look at this figure, listen to this voice, and then think about what I just said-magic Whether to issue a warning."

Sajia calmed down a little, "You must have given other people similar gifts. If they are taken away, what should we do in turn?"

Bran sighed, "Not everyone has gifts. Although some people seem more talented, they may not hear the call.

The Death Continent is also vast, and even if it is taken away, there is little chance that you will meet together. And they are alive, and may respond to your probes and get a hint of warning in advance.

But this kind of thing, I can not guarantee. The abilities of wizards are ever-changing. Can anyone tame or transform them? Who knows?

In the final analysis, the help others can give is very limited, and everything depends on you. "

Bran thought for a while, took out a fruit from his body, and said to Charlotte: "I'm not very worried about Sajia, it might be a good thing to be alone over there.

But you are different, the Sangye Kingdom does not blindly call you. Your family holds an ancient map, which may help you find the real treasure.

I think you have guessed it.

That's right-the fruit is just like the one you are greedily watching. It’s just that I don’t know if that is your legacy.

If you can't restrain your greed, you are likely to lose the treasure that really belongs to you. Once these fruits are exposed, it is likely to cause trouble early.

What is even more worrying is that several countries in the south have more or less incomplete treasure maps. There was such a turmoil some time ago, and these secrets can no longer be kept.

So when the magic power issues a warning, I hope you can make the right choice. "

Bran suddenly seemed a little irritable, and the words in his mouth became incomprehensible: "But I can't be sure of what, the past and the present are intertwined, life and death are mixed, so I don't know which belongs to you and which is not.

You can only listen to the voice of magic, and the call back from the past. "