Sending his sister away, Bran let out a long breath. He felt like he had fallen into a whirlpool of troubles, his sister needed guidance, Zoya with amnesia needed to be taken care of, and even Flowey had been sleepy lately.

Bran sat under the ancient tree with Huahua in his arms, and silently looked at Zoya, who was whispering with a white wolf in her arms not far away. Zoya still remembered everything between them, but it didn't do any good. These incoherent memories are like obstacles, and Zoya is trapped in a labyrinth with no exit.

There was nothing Bran could do about it.

He tried to tell Zoya about her past, but as long as it was about it, she would turn a blind eye. It is quite painful to talk about the past with Zoya, and she and Bran reminisce about their encounters and acquaintances, but there are always various deviations in memory. She couldn't remember why she had met Bran, or that her brother had been with her in Bran Hills.

The interaction between the three of them in the memories has become jerky because of the missing one, and it no longer seems real and reliable. So Zoya began to suspect and began to try to find it. She asks questions that Bran can't answer—who am I, and where do I come from?

Bran had said that magic would find a way out, but magic had led Zoya into a never-ending labyrinth.

You're Zoya of the Northlands, and this answer gradually made Bran's mouth dry. This is the only answer that can make Zoya happy, but it is also this answer that keeps her in a labyrinth.

Bran was tired and didn't want to give the answer that satisfied Zoya. He begins to tell the story of the wizard, trying to get Zoya to seek the truth from his magic. One day you will understand magic, and then you will understand what they have done to you. That's when you will understand your choices, your desires, and your betrayals.

Zoya finally noticed Bran's gaze, she looked up and smiled brightly, then got up and walked over to Bran.

"I just saw that you were talking to Qianrui, so I didn't bother you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"I want to go out on patrol too, and you sent Ilr to the royal capital, maybe I can go there and have a look, and help her by the way. ”

"It's not for you, if you really want to go out for a walk, you can go to the wizard first. Just when the ancient tree wants to see the sea, you can pass the wizard's realm and continue east along the Perpetual River to reach the sea. ”

"What about you?" the ancient tree interjected.

"Flowey hasn't been in good spirits lately, and I need to be there for him. ”

"Then I won't go, I'll accompany him. ”

Zoya knocked on the ancient tree hard, "Are you disgusting me?"

"No, I just care more about Flowey. ”

Bran quickly interrupted them, "You can use it as a small test with Sirry. By the way, with flying feathers, there are also several white wolves that are born this year. ”

"What do you have to do to go to the wizard's domain?"

"Clean up the threatening creatures along the way, and take people to investigate the wizarding territory by the way. ”

"Okay. ”

Bran now finally understands that sabotage is what the white-robed people are good at. The white-robed people in the Northland City jumped up and down, and the construction of the station did not improve much. Not long after this was released, the suppression and purging were very clear-cut.

Buzz, who was directing the work at the white-robed station, heard Bran's voice in his ears. He was already surprised, and quickly answered.

"I heard that your retinue and disciples have been recalled. ”

Buzz was taken aback and quickly explained, "We have already reported this matter to the city lord. ”

"I don't blame you, I didn't think it through before. You pick two reliable men to follow Zoya to the wizard's territory and make a plan for there. ”

As the call ended, Buzz let out a sigh of relief. The recent busyness has not been in vain, and Bran has finally noticed his use. After living with the white robe for a while, he realized that these people were a group of butchers. Their research on magic, the development of their abilities, revolves more around killing, that is, a group of executioners. For construction, they are useless.

But it's good, it's very good for him.

As long as Bran could see that his role was indispensable, then eternal life was assured. So, he decided to show himself as much as he could.

Buzz didn't want to be made a wretch. The scholars never let up their research in Sandstone City, and the test subjects gradually became delirious over time, eventually becoming complete monsters. Buzz shuddered at the thought of those monsters.

In fact, the white-robed people poured out of the nest this time, why not show themselves.

The white robe's poor performance in construction must have disappointed Bran. He could see that Bran was leading the white robe down another path. He made the group more focused on the nature of power, hoping that they could apply it to a wider range of areas, such as production, creation, and not just killing. But this group of people who are used to killing are changing too slowly.

The White Robes apparently recognized this, and they took the opportunity to show Bran their strengths.

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While NorthEarth is making a big splash, Erin is back on the East Coast. When your feet fall on the shore, your heart that has been hanging is also relaxed.

She was just one of the first people, and more were to come. In just a cold winter, there are only a few broken boats, and I don't know how many people can be transported.

She didn't expect to come back so soon. Ben was going to hide away from the continent, away from that man, away from that beautiful manor. I wanted to take advantage of the barrier of the sea to let myself gradually forget.

She already knew what was going on here, and it felt like a farce. The hard work of a group of people is in exchange for hastened demise.

Northland City finally made a move, and the land fell into his hands. This makes it embarrassing for the dragoons who left the archipelago and lost the protection of the sea.

Erin is also in an awkward position, and she needs to return to Northland again. Bran's attitude needs to be clarified, and the relationship between Northland and Dragoons needs to be clarified. This made her realize that it was indeed a very willful act to return rashly.

In what capacity will I face him when I go back this time? Friend, acquaintance, or just messenger.

She had a lot of things to ask Bran about the monster in the sea, and why the monster had come with him as he was gone.

On the island, the person in charge of the lookout saw a fleeting figure. It's just that the figure was too fast, and he couldn't be sure that it was Bran. But at that time, who could run like a fly at sea?

If that was really him, should he give the dragoon an account? He walked away, leaving the dragoon with all the consequences.

Erin knew that some mustard had already taken root in her chest, and it was difficult to let go. He pretends that nothing has happened to him when he spends time with Bran, but Erin is pretty sure that Bran is happy to see the dragoon's bad luck. It's just that this bastard put her in danger as well.

She wanted to ask, did Bran know how many casualties his actions had caused, did she know that she was on the archipelago at the time?