Wizards of the North

The killing was not unilateral. Although a dozen jackals had been injured or killed, Bran began to feel the difficulty. The environment gave these hunters too much convenience, this is not Bran's home field.

This is not the hound that Bran slaughtered during the hunt. The hounds actually had no intention of killing. Now Bran realized that he had only killed a group of playful hounds, and it was time for him to pay for his mistakes. A group of hounds will retreat even if they are large beasts, and the power of group cooperation is where this species is powerful. It's just that they have been with humans for too long and are used to being dominated by humans. If they came together and attacked, would Bran calmly kill them all? Maybe, because there was Dani behind him.

People always pay for arrogance, Bran sighed. Facing the state of being surrounded, he dared not relax at all. He knew that as long as a jackal bit him, his life would come to an end.

Relax, Bran said to himself, don't be nervous, tension will only increase physical exertion. Huahua's mouth kept making threatening hisses. Several jackals had already scratched their eyes by Huahua, but they were still far from blind. Although it caused some impact, the threat was still not small. Several times Huahua has been entangled by jackals, but she has been rid of her ability.

The real life and death struggle, and the nervous state of mind aggravated Bran and Huahua's physical exertion. In the past, hunting with Dany, even in the face of more powerful beasts, they have not been so embarrassed. Because at that time they could retreat to Dany's side at any time and had a place of peace of mind at any time, so they could relax and kill their prey without worrying about any counterattack, everything was just a game.

There was blood flowing down Bran's arm, it was Bran's own blood. Dragon King did provide Bran with a good protection, but it was far from enough. No one is a fool. If Dragon King can really provide protection far beyond metal materials, the Dragon Cavaliers will not go to the North for help. The characteristics of biology reveal obvious advantages and disadvantages here. Dragon Gold can indeed repair itself, but its strength is much worse than that of metals. Bran was still scratched, he used his own ability to temporarily seal the wound through Dragon Gold, but the pain would not disappear, and the discomfort caused by the wound would not disappear.

Bran said softly: "Huahua, now only you and me."

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Dani has been following Bran from a distance, but only following. From the time Bran decided to start the trial and chose to go to the wasteland alone, as a Northlander, he would no longer interfere with the child's path. Only this child can decide his own behavior, or enter the settlement to rest, or walk in the wilderness. As long as the child does not call for help, other people can only watch.

Dany regretted it, she could have let Bran choose to accompany her. She knew that as long as she persisted, Bran would definitely give in. Just as she insisted on holding Bran on the horse, that's how they came when they were together. Why would she agree? Let Little Bran try this way.

In the sky, at a height that is difficult for people to see with the naked eye, two huge snow falcons hover. Bran's tiny figure appeared from time to time in the grass, and dozens of wild beasts patrolled around this tiny figure, drawing one after another like water ripples on the grass.

Dany couldn't bear it, she would not watch Bran have an accident, even if it would violate the traditions of the North. But are there few violations of tradition in Bran? This is not bad, a living Bran is more important than anything.

Just when Dany was about to take a shot, Bran acted resolutely, no longer hesitating, with a kind of relaxation, a kind of indifference.

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"Know what Huahua, we don’t have to guard each other like this for fear that each other will be hurt a little. We should trust each other, so you have to protect yourself, and I will protect myself. We are not good at defending, we are all A light hunter. It's already like this. Why don't we let it go once, it's better than dying aggrieved. We only need one to kill."

After speaking, Bran completely opened his magic power, and the tide of magic power gushed out from the net. This is the best help he can provide to Huahua.

Bran no longer hesitated, no longer hesitated, and stepped on his short legs and began to pounce on a jackal. When the jackal wanted to escape, Huahua’s attack also arrived. The jackal was forced to jump over to Bran, and then a knife shadow opened its abdomen, and Huahua was hiding again. No trace in the grass.

Bran changed his previous caution, he and the black cat began to separate and reunite in the grass, driving each other prey and creating opportunities for each other.

In the past, Bran and Huahua were too dependent, but bound each other. They are entangled, unwilling, and don't want to let go of each other. They refused to let each other disappear in front of their own eyes, even for a moment, since Huahua was born, they never leave each other's eyes. Many times, they have already become a burden to each other, a burden to each other.

The critical moment of life and death made them completely let go, and let go of everything. But they didn't abandon each other, they all created greater vitality for each other in the fight, and then they found a closer way of contact, and their spirits began to have a deeper resonance. They no longer drag each other, they are each other's eyes, each other's hands. They really let go of each other, but they really didn't distinguish each other.

Bran sighed, the fight was not difficult. At least in the final killing, Bran felt an unprecedented invigoration. So he let out a long howl, and the howl was mixed with a scream of flowers.

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The Snow Falcon, who had already swooped down, leaned back and flew again, and Dany's running forward gradually stopped. She called back the white wolf, with a relieved smile on her face. Little Bran was right, he gradually found his way.

He and Hei Mao Huahua also finally saw their positions. They both have grown up and mature, and they no longer lie in each other's arms.

Danni suddenly wanted to laugh. The child holding the huge bobcat in her mind. The bobcat looked like a rascal being held in her arms, but actually spreading her paws to hug the kid. They just hugged each other like this, not willing Release the opponent.

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After another journey, Bran finally knew the reason for his siege. He found a small piece of soil, and several little jackals were frolicking. The remaining jackals stood in front of the mud pack and demonstrated against him, but it was only a demonstration. They had lost the courage to attack.

Bran sighed and walked around the dirt bag. This is a senseless killing. If he knows, if he has more experience, if his perception range can be greater, and if these jackals are not well integrated with the environment, he will choose to avoid it in advance.