Wizards of the North

At dinner, people began to compete again, who was more cruel to beat a child. Bran, who felt almost the same, stopped their behavior, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"After I came back, the little fairies have already built their nests here." In order to strengthen their persuasiveness, a few little fairies showed their bodies, and at this time they were flying curiously above people. This scene quieted everyone in the restaurant, as if for fear of frightening them.

"These days they have been here, right in this castle, but they are more accustomed to activities in another form, a state that most of us can't see." With the voice, the fairies gradually disappeared. Got figure.

"The fairies have begun to affect us gradually, and are also affected by us. This is a beneficial effect for both parties. As the influence deepens, as the mutual trust begins, in the near future even if the fairies are in a state of invisibility , We should also be able to see, because this is how our ancestors came over.

It's just that this definitely needs a process, so when the children can see it, try to communicate with the goblins and try to build a partnership. Fairies are our friends, ally, not my personal appendages, so I hope this is a process of mutual choice between the two sides. "

Speaking of this, Bran laughed happily, and then said: "Don't beat children anymore. Although I am really happy to see them being beaten, I don't really want to retaliate. Actually, I don't want to be beaten. Fighting will not affect the final result. The child and the little fairy need to look at each other right."

After eating a few mouthfuls of rice, Bran thought for a while, and it is better to say some things with his own mouth, so as to save his mother from embarrassment.

"I promised to help the fairies make their homes, so half of the fairies will be placed in the West in the future."

This sentence caused a stir in the restaurant, but it subsided immediately. Everyone realized that they had no right to make decisions, not even the slightest influence. Everyone realized that although they had lived together in the castle for many years, Bran did not seem to belong to them.

The Duchess, who is now the most influential in Bran, obviously won't oppose this decision, and Dany will only stand by Bran's side.

"Finally, a reminder, fairies are closer to the spiritual level and are very sensitive to some emotions. So if anyone has ever told a child about fairies, not very good stories, which have an impact on the children's likes and dislikes, then this will affect To the communication between the child and the fairy."

Then, Bran saw that someone couldn't help but slapped himself.

The Duke raised his head and said, "That's it. If you have underage children in your family, you can receive them in the castle this winter. If you can establish contact with the fairies, in the spring next year, let the children take the fairies back to their homeland to establish a fairy garden. "

As soon as the Duke's voice fell, Isa and the others immediately put down their food and got up to say goodbye, and hurriedly passed the letter.

...

Bran was sitting alone in the courtyard of the villa that night, thinking about his thoughts. The old fairy whispers suddenly appeared in front of Bran's eyes, startling him.

Bran said somewhat irritably, "Remember to knock on the door next time."

Whispering ignored Bran’s rudeness, looked around, satisfied with the environment, and kept nodding. Casually praised: "Very good."

Bran pouted his lips and began to boast unceremoniously: "It's very good. My villa is no worse than your big garden."

"Give me a piece of the meteorite fragment you got."

"I don't have much, and if I give it to you now, you can't take it away."

"Who said you can't take it away? Give it to me, and I will show you how to take it away."

Bran barked his teeth: "You are always going to lie to the idiot. Let me talk about how you came here?"

"The little fairies have built a home here, and we could have passed through the homes and communicate quickly. Although the distance is a little longer, I can still come over with the help of other fairies."

"You know what happened here, right? There is something to improve, just say it."

"Very good. We thought you would treat these little fairies as your own accessories."

Bran emphasized: "No one is an accessory. It is better to have a pure relationship between partners."

The old goblin hovered in front of Bran, looked carefully at Bran for a long time, and then said: "Very good, you are really good. We are partners, no one is an accessory. It would be nice if everyone thought that way back then."

Bran cut out a fragment of a meteorite with the size of a nail, condensed it into a round bead, and then handed it to the old fairy. He asked, "What's the use of this stone?"

The whisper first complained: "It's stingy!"

Then he hugged the fragment with both hands, right in front of Bran's eyes, the fragment gradually disappeared as if swallowed by another space. Facing the open-mouthed, somewhat dumbfounded Bran, he whispered and clapped his hands as if it were insignificant, explaining: "Remember the dying ancient tree? With the fragments, we can continue to maintain the environment there."

Bran shook his head and reminded: "Be careful, don't make it look like a wasteland, that would be troublesome."

"The wasteland environment is special. The meteor destroyed everything that year, and that's why that single magical operation mode was formed. The Mogu Mountains are much more complicated and the environment is much more open. The garden will expand some areas, but other effects are limited. And this little fragment will not have a wide impact."

"I don't have to be too careful about using fragments here?" Bran's eyes began to shine.

"Ok."

"Also, where did you hide the pieces?" Bran looked like a curious baby.

"Sent back."

"How to give it? Teach me. How big can I give it?"

"I can't teach it, it's natural instinct. I can't give too much things. As the items shipped increase, more goblins are needed. The fragments just now are the strength of the other old fairies on the other side."

"Oh." This reply made Bran a little frustrated, so he changed his direction and whispered: "Don't go, let me introduce my family to you."

With a whisper, Bran introduced the people in the villa to her one by one. Whispering seemed to be very interested in Xi Rui, she left the others behind, and she didn't know what she was muttering with the little girl, Bran only saw her sister's eyes brighter and brighter. This aroused Bran's strong curiosity, and he began to wrap the magic net around Whisper and his sister, trying to eavesdrop. His behavior attracted whispering contempt. In the way of fairy communication, when only one person wants to communicate, other people don't want to hear any information at all, so Bran tried hard for a long time but failed to achieve his goal.

Bran, who failed in the action, retreated from the great cause of eavesdropping. I just got a hint from the whisper, and it was just right to solve my mother's troubles. Dragon Gold has the characteristic of memory magic fluctuations, so he first wrapped a piece of meteorite fragment with Dragon Gold, and then wrapped it with crystal outside of Dragon Gold. After the test was successful, he quickly made several crystals based on this, and consumed the meteorite fragments obtained from the wasteland.

Seeing Bran finished his work, he whispered and complimented: "Nice idea."

"Don't think about it, these can't be given to you."

"Sniff."

"I'm generous enough, this is for the little fairies to make a quick home. Also, how about my sister?"

"Nice kid."

"Whether it is in good faith or not, don't use her. Okay?"

"Don't worry, it's just a small return. As you said, we are partners."

Bran smiled: "In fact, it is hard to think about it. Thousands of years of time, to see what we have missed? There is always a feeling of lingering."

Whispered and asked: "Do you want to know what happened in the end?"

"No! On the contrary, I want to forget what really happened. What we need to remember is the lesson and the result. It is the choice that year, and the harm we have caused now. So you, and us, should work together to write a song , A story that younger generations can remember. Through this story, let younger generations never forget each other’s importance.

Don't mention the details of the grievances and grievances of the year. It will only make us be blinded by some trivial details, and then start arguing for right or wrong for these meaningless things. This will only increase the differences, so forget it.

Whispering, you should focus on composing a story that can be passed on forever, and a story that can be shared by children and grandchildren. This is an opportunity, as long as our blood is endless, this story will be passed on together. And you will stay in the world forever with the story. "

Bran looked at the old goblin's shining eyes, feeling very happy.

"My mother, my father, and many top figures from the North will gather in the castle this winter. You and other old fairies can write this story together with them, and hope that when spring comes, this new story will be Will follow in the footsteps of people and begin to sing in the north."

...

After whispering away, Bran immediately sent the crystal he had just made to his mother. The mother asked, "What is this?"

"It can help quickly establish the magic crystal of the fairy garden, so you don't have to worry about the problem of the west."

"how to use?"

"Just put it in the target position, it will gradually moisturize around. It is best to put it in the courtyard, etc., in some relatively open places. Then the fairies will use it as the center and gradually transform the surrounding environment. Then, let the sister Take it there."

"No, your uncle is coming, just leave it to him. Do you still have an impression of him?"

"A little bit." Bran suddenly smiled. "It was thanks to my uncles who came to support me."

Mother also laughed and patted Bran on the head...