Wizards of the North

Bran can guess how many elders are thinking. Back then, they were all powerhouses on one side, but with the rise of wizards, they instantly lost their sense of existence. There are always two sides to things. Although the wizards have brought prosperity, they have also caused great harm to them. After all, Northland respects strength, and many people lose too much right to speak because of this, and pride and face disappear.

Dia suddenly raised his voice and said, "What the **** are you making? I know, if it wasn't personally related, you wouldn't be so kind."

"Uh--"

Bran was choked hard enough, and the following words were also interrupted. He was so angry that he turned his head and broke Dia's words: "Speaking adults, don't interrupt children!"

But Dia did not let Bran mean, "What do you want to use us for?"

"Oh, I really never thought about using you. My home is here, and my kingdom is here. I am the king in the dark, and I am also the lightless tower that guides life into the homeland. You said, I need to use you What?

Moreover, I don’t think the throne of the North has any attraction to you. It may be my illusion-you are very similar to me, because you have a bigger goal, so you never thought about staying in your hometown. "

This sentence made Dia smile, "You can see it right."

Looking at his smiling daughter, Vincent shook his head secretly.

Ugh--

Silly girl!

A few words are biased. Bran just denied that he wanted to use you, but he didn't deny that he wanted to use your dad-me! You bit down...

As if feeling something, Bran turned his head to his uncle: "Look, I still have some eyesight for people. I know that people like me are not likable, and you will protect me more or less. Divide, just like when I was a kid."

The heavy axe on the side shook his head, "No need to explain. Regarding the Northland, we hopeless elders will eventually have to fight, but it hasn't been easy to tear our faces.

What a tradition, it's a fart!

Back then, the Little War Witch had at least the courage to yell at Northland City, the courage to speak out his thoughts, and the courage to fight.

Ha ha……

Although the end was a bit miserable, but after all, it followed the tradition. As for many of us, even if we put on a way of doing things, we are actually hiding our incompetence.

According to tradition, the North should have been handed over to you, after all, respect for the strong is the most important one. Of course, the standard for measuring the strong is not only force, but also wisdom. But regardless of force or wisdom, you wizards have left us behind.

In fact, we have no reason to continue sitting in this position. If something could be handed over earlier, then it won't be what it is now.

You see, although the wizards of Double Wing City are preparing to go their separate ways, their servants and personnel are very stable. With Lily's departure, one new family after another has faintly formed.

On the other hand, we have long been unable to convince the public, but we are reluctant to let go.

Alas, we know what you are worrying about, we always know. As you fear, many people will blame this on you. "

Dia couldn't help but began to fight the injustice: "Why?"

"Yeah, why?

Sometimes, it just doesn't make sense. After all, we are just a group of mortals, even if we have already obtained great benefits from it, that mortal heart will inevitably produce all kinds of emotions that shouldn't be there.

If you lose it, you will feel heartache. Even if it is only trivial, it is lost after all. And it was caused by others, so I remember it very clearly. "

"But Bran gave more."

"Yes, give more." Heavy axe raised his finger to his chest, "but there is no standard for more or less, but it depends on this. Some people live in poor days and dangerous days, but When everything is flourishing, I can't keep my breath.

If it didn't matter before, those of us together couldn't resist a finger of Bran. But the situation has changed. If Bran doesn't restrict it, then we will become the greatest force. "

Dia glared at Bran, "Why not restrict?"

Bran asked, "Why restrict?"

"You silly!"

Bran was choked and raised his neck. It took him a long time to explain in the laughter of others: "That has nothing to do with me."

"What has to do with you?"

Bran said in a deep voice: "Giant wood!"

"Oh?"

"I have carefully calculated that even if the wizards all return safely, the canopy will only be sparse. This is too far from the expected luxuriant foliage. If you can join, it will be completely different.

You said, why should I restrict it? "

"Now, you are not a giant tree."

Bran spread out his hands, "I am indeed not it, but I am its original and its soul, and can still represent it."

Dia blinked, "I understand why you don't dissuade others, because you want more tributaries to join in. Whether the giant trees are prosperous is more affected by the number of tributaries, not our individual strength. Sacrificing some individuals Strength, in exchange for more tributaries to join, is more in your best interest."

Bran shook his head, "It is in our best interest. Because the more tributaries, the stronger the magic net, and the greater the power it contains."

Dia grabbed the conversation, "I see, all of this will eventually feed back to each of us."

Bran nodded, "It's not just us, but above all things. Our servants will be smarter and stronger, and can better execute our will."

Vincent couldn't help but interject: "When it comes to carrying out our will, you really don't end up personally anymore?"

"Yes."

"Since you can't end in person, are you going to expand the number of believers?"

Bran shook his head, "If I can maintain the basic influence, then I will not consider the issue of expansion. I hope to further improve the doctrine through a period of precipitation. After all, it is a step ahead, something that is important to you. , But not for me.

In fact, we wizards have been working hard to avoid the most direct conflict with you. There are so many things that can be busy in the world, there is no need to swarm them, so why not give in a little?

We just want to be an indispensable part of the world cycle, not swallow the whole world. At this point, the wizards have actually done it, but they still need to be consolidated. "

Vincent suddenly couldn't help blurting out: "Awe--"

"Yes, awe." Bran repeated, "Unfortunately, the world's awe for us wizards is slowly disappearing. It's nothing, just take it back again, and test our doctrine by the way.

The little wizards of Double Wing City were able to be so calm because they felt that I still had control of the situation. I also hope that I can master it, otherwise they will jump out, and they will cause a wave of death if they say nothing. "

Dia couldn't help but say: "But, didn't you just stop them from directly intervening?"

Bran shrugged slightly, "I'm talking about having a godhead. The wizard also held the godhead in my hands with Lily, but none of the others.

This is not for anyone left behind, but we wizards can't swarm them, and there is a remedy if something goes wrong. Now, the choice of tributaries makes me feel completely at ease, because the way out they recognized should be no problem. Even so, wizards still need to consider carefully for some time. "

Dia rolled her eyes, "Just like you just asked us to make clear our own path and choose the most suitable tributary."

Bran nodded, "Unfortunately, due to inherent attributes, the range of wizards' choices is much narrower than yours."

Hearing this sentence, the eyes of people around couldn't help but brighten. It's just that Bran has always been scornful, "More choices often mean more wrong paths, there are always many costs between gains and losses. Even if there is such a possibility, it is only possible."