Wizards of the North

Bran, who was resting at night, was awakened. He felt that the stars surrounding him were being pushed outward, but he hadn't noticed it in advance, which made him instantly nervous.

what's the situation? With this question, Bran began to perceive his surroundings constantly, but found nothing. The starlight had already been assimilated by himself and became a part of himself, so he could clearly feel the two pairs of small hands pushing **** the starlight. So he shook the magic power in the net quickly, and the sudden violent fluctuation of the magic power tide made several small figures appear. Then he immediately rushed over and grabbed the two little guys who were trying to push the starlight in his hands.

Nothingness, this is the feeling in his hand, but Bran knows he must have caught it. So he didn't open his hand, nor did he squeeze it hard, he just shook the magic power in his palm, which made the figures of the two villains in his hands flicker and disappear.

A villain appeared and floated over, yelling at him, watching his anxious expression, Bran let go of his hand. These villains are so delicate that they can't bear to hurt them. Then Bran waved his hand and motioned for them to leave.

The appearance of the fairy, the villain reminded Bran of some records. This is the home of the fairies, and this is the garden of the fairies. Bran was a little disappointed by the performance of the goblin, because they couldn't communicate with each other, at least for a short time. Bran has to complete the trial and does not want to delay any more time.

Bran had seen this kind of creature's record in the book—fairy, but he had always thought it was just a story, so it was only a rough look at the time, and now it makes him a little regretful. There is too little information about the fairy in his memory. A humanoid creature rarely appears in front of people. It is harmless to people and feeds on magic power. It seems that this is it. In the ancient tradition that has been passed down, it is required not to damage the trees in the Mogu Mountains. From this point of view, the ancestors of the northern people should have reached certain agreements with the fairies. Perhaps some older secrets are gradually forgotten by people over time.

Bran's disregard, on the contrary, made the fairies feel at ease. They began to show up one by one, flying around Bran. If the record is correct, they feed on magic power, then the fairies should be early adopters at this moment. Feasts like Bran will hardly appear in the North, and it is no wonder that one occasionally will attract these fairies.

Bran didn't care about the slight magic power, not to mention he didn't feel the sign of the magic power decreasing.

...

Until a greeting awakens Bran from his closed eyes and restful state.

"Hello there."

Bran subconsciously replied: "Hello."

Wait for what happened, he looked at the old fairy in front of him. A small, delicate, and beautiful old fairy. Because of the vicissitudes of her demeanor and actions, the moment she opened her eyes would only classify her as an old woman, even if she was delicate and beautiful.

Bran blinked his eyes and confirmed again that this was indeed an old fairy. In order to conceal his astonishment, he asked first: "Are you busy?"

The old fairy said with emotion: "Interesting child, it's been a long time since I saw a wizard in the north."

Bran casually said: "There are still people awakened in the Northland. You should see them often. Many children will enter the wasteland from here to complete their trials."

"Can those also be regarded as wizards? The Northlanders are too pursuing their own power. Without mentioning those, why are you here for?"

Bran shrugged: "What else can you do? On the way to the trial."

"Just go for a trial?"

"Of course, your old age?" Bran was somewhat inexplicable.

The old fairy thought for a while, "Probably more than two thousand years old."

Then he realized that the purpose of this bear kid was not to ask about the age, and added: "I'm not old enough to be confused."

The old fairy looked at Bran and began to explain: "We originally had a symbiotic relationship with the Northlanders. It was only after some changes in the environment that our two clans gradually separated. Now my younger generations have forgotten how to get along with the North. Local people talk."

The old goblin sighed and scanned the group of little goblins flying around in front of Bran. "If this goes on, sooner or later, we will completely lose contact."

Bran persuaded: "Don't think too far, the Northlanders have never forgotten it. Just like now, we Northlanders remove the trial. If there is no necessary reason, we will not easily involve here, and try not to affect this place."

The old fairy shook his head, "It has changed too much."

"That's my child." The old fairy pointed to the two little fairies who were still trying to push the starlight outwards and said, "They're handed over to you."

"Hey, wait, what about these?" Bran pointed to the little goblin who was flying around him.

"Hehe, they have nothing to do with me, they are all attracted to you when you came." The old fairy looked very happy.

"At least you have to teach them to communicate with me, just like you. Don't think I didn't realize that you are communicating with me through the connection between my magical power and spirit." Brand said a low request .

"They can't communicate with you yet."

"What do you mean?" Bran was a little unsure.

The old fairy looked at Bran strangely, and realized that he was really unclear, so he sighed again: "It seems that you have also begun to forget."

"What is forgotten?" Bran stared hard at his innocent big eyes.

"In the beginning, our fairies started to live with you when they were young and accelerate their own growth. This growth is more of a mental growth. They" the old fairies pointed to Bran's side, "can only be regarded as infants. ."

"It seems that even without us, your children can grow up slowly." Bran reminded.

"That's too long." The old goblin looked at Bran: "Perhaps it was because they were afraid of your refusal that those guys secretly put the child by your side."

"Aren't you afraid of losing it?" Bran asked back.

"Can't lose it, they have become a part of you. As I said long ago, our two races once coexisted."

"What do you mean!? How come you feel like being parasitic." Bran felt terrified.

"Almost, but not in your body, but in your magic power to build a nest and settle down."

"Is there a difference?!" Bran was a little angry. "And you have to know that I want to fight and use magic power. The magic power may be exhausted, so you are not afraid of them being hurt or killed?"

"No, in most cases not. You have also seen that the form of our goblins is closer to the spirit than the material. If necessary, you can even temporarily cut off the connection with the world. As long as you don't die, basically nothing will happen. You are dead, they still have a chance to escape."

"Is this asking me to bring you kids for free?"

"No, according to the original covenant, this is your obligation." The old fairy was a little happy: "It's just that after so many years, someone who can fulfill the covenant has finally appeared."

Looking at Bran with a stinky face, the old goblin persuaded him: "Back then, how many people from the North begged us for a goblin, and it was hard enough to get one. Don't be dissatisfied with the one you sent here."

"Really delivered to the door." Bran said helplessly.

...

Bran smiled secretly. "The original covenant", huh! Let's take a look. No one has mentioned the covenant, there is such an important covenant, and knowing that he will enter here...

Since no one mentions it, then things are interesting.