After coming out of the Northlands, Bran remained in a deformed position and was in contact with the outside world. Betrayal, deceit, and fear always come from strangers. The dragon riding that once had a good impression made him understand what it means to have a sinister human heart.

Ill goes from fear to loyalty, which Bran thinks is just obedience, adaptation, and habit under the oppression of power.

Pachu's white robes were an exchange, and he would not forget the purpose of these people's entry into the Northland City in the first place. They simply revere the power of wizards and hope to trade loyalty for them. But this too utilitarian exchange made him wary and vigilant.

He has no affection for the Anya people, which stems from the impression of the first meeting - arrogant and domineering. But when walking on this land, I saw a different scene.

There were still a handful of routs hidden in the woods, but he didn't perceive malice as he passed. There is still pride in the hearts of these people, and they disdain to attack and plunder a teenager. Bran didn't know if he would be able to retain the last vestiges of pride if he fell into such a situation.

Bran's pride is the strength he has now. He didn't have faith, he didn't have too strong convictions, he was once surrounded by the fear of the unknown, so he understood what it was like to be afraid. He had experienced the chill that penetrated deep into his bones, and he admired these routs because of this.

Here, the Knight of Hell allows him to see the other side. They restrained their pride and faced those around them with humility. Whether it was the woman next to him or the middle-aged man in the car, he felt a lot of differences.

......

As we walked forward, a forest inn appeared on the side of the road. It is a simple single-storey wooden house, and its biggest advantage is that it occupies a large area. In an open space in front of the house, there are only a few wooden stakes used to tie horses to guests. The walls of the courtyard and the fodder troughs were not prepared.

Bran stopped with the small procession, and the knights began to tend to the horses that accompanied them. The bridles were removed, water was given, and finally the cloth bag containing the hay was hung on the horse's head.

Bran walked alone into the room and sat down in a clean corner. But the young woman didn't want to let him go, so she came over again. As a result, before he could sit down, he was called back by a middle-aged man, "Luy, don't disturb others." ”

As the knights entered the room one after another, the laughter of the crowd began to echo. After a few cloudy drinks, the laughter gradually turned into a noise. Luy, on the other hand, leaned over to Bran again and placed a plate of steaming meat in front of him, "Hungry, aren't you?"

Facing Bran shaking his head, Rue smiled evilly, "Do you want to come to the wine?"

According to her thoughts, boys of this age like to do things that go beyond the norm, but Bran still shook his head.

"I guess you forgot to bring the money, so ......" but before her words could fall, several glittering golden coins tumbled onto the table with a thud.

Bran sighed, "I just think it's dirty. ”

This embarrassed Luy, and her face turned red. She looked back at her father, who was eating and drinking, and at the knights who were accompanying her, and asked hatefully, "Are you clean?"

Bran didn't explain, just raised a hand. The hand was spotless, shining even in the dim interior, like the green leaves of a tree illuminated by the sun after a rain.

This caused Louie to subconsciously shrink her calloused hands. As a knight, you spend your days with weapons and armor. The grease used to maintain weapons and armor will also gradually penetrate every corner of the body. Just look at these hands, just smell the lingering greasy smell on your body, and it is not difficult to guess your identity. A person who has been with weapons for many years cannot wash it all away.

Lu tensed her body and re-examined the boy in front of her. She began to wonder why she would help him, and wanted to be close to him. Even if he is dressed very ordinarily and does not have any items that can identify him, this cleanliness alone will make people look a little high.

"What are you doing in the royal capital?" Bran picked up a random topic, interrupting Louie's examination of himself.

"Pleading, pleading, asking for forgiveness for my brother. ”

"What's wrong with your brother?"

Lu Yi looked a little embarrassed, "He gave up his honor and duty to become a deserter. ”

Bran asked heartlessly, "Is glory valuable?"

"You! He has brought my family to shame. ”

Bran was a little curious, "You want him to die with glory?"

"It's better than living. ”

Bran didn't say anything more, he didn't want to, and wouldn't argue about it. Sitting in this little inn, no matter how much you fantasize about your own prowess, and despise the cowardice of others, it is a very boring thing. Life and death, honor and disgrace, who can tell clearly?

Bran's sudden silence embarrassed Louy, who found an excuse to return to her father.

The rout of the Anya defense line was widespread, and several waves of knights entered the area one after another. As a result, the store became crowded, and several tables were occupied.

The clamor of the knights, men and women, made Bran feel a little amused. These people are clearly fearless, how can they look like they are guilty?

The door of the inn was pushed open again, and three young knights, two men and one woman, entered, and this time the room was noticeably quiet for a moment, and Bran heard someone whisper - the royal family. After that, everyone resumed talking and laughing, and did not show much restraint.

......

Jenny and her two older brothers walked into the hotel on the side of the road, and the trip was quite enjoyable and exciting. Quickly and secretly ran to the Anya defense line, and saw the demon camp turned into a ghost domain on the head of the city, so he hurriedly ran back.

She admired the great wizard of the Northlands, what a monster, but she preferred the rumored maiden, which made her feel like she was raising her eyebrows.

Although there were a lot of people in the inn, I was lucky. Because there was a teenager in the corner who occupied a large table alone, which was obviously a bit wasteful.

She and her brother walked there, and the brother laughed, "Little friend, don't you mind if we sit here?"

The boy ignored the joke, and just reached out and hugged the black cat squatting on the table into his arms.

After sitting down, she and her brother yelled very unimaged, and asked people to serve wine and food. While waiting, she became interested in the young man next to her, and couldn't help but look at him carefully. But he found that no matter what, he couldn't see his face clearly.

The young man in front of him kept his head half-bowed, and his hood seemed to turn into a shadow and envelop him. You should have seen his face from a different angle, if not all. But I tilted my head and adjusted the angle several times, but I still found nothing. Her behavior attracted the attention of her brother. So I also learned from her, and kept tilting my head and changing directions.

Finally, Jenny's curiosity and deathly instinct prevailed over reason, and she couldn't help but reach over her hand to lift the hateful hood. But he found that he couldn't reach the young man in front of him at all, and a few inches in front of him were filled with invisible power, which made people's hearts palpitate and make people panic.

The boy slowly turned his head to her, and let her get what she wanted. But what is that? There is only the darkness of nothingness under the hood.

She let out a scream of horror, ah——!

The noise around them was gone, and only the screams were faint......

She and her brother crawled away from the boy, but the boy remained indifferent and sat there with his head slightly bowed.

It took a long time for them to reluctantly composure. She pointed at the boy with a slightly trembling finger, and said several times in a row, but she couldn't sort out what she wanted to express.

Finally, her brother shouted out her heart with horror - monster!

People looked at them in amazement, hoping for an explanation. She dared to yell at the boy, "Lift your head!" but all she got in return was disdain.

She crept her hand to the hilt of her sword, only to hear a sneer. This made her heart chill, and she didn't dare to make any moves anymore. The others also realized that something was wrong, and the atmosphere gradually froze.

She heard someone ask, "Who are you?"

The answer was a whisper with a hint of regret: "It's getting dark......"

With these completely irrelevant words, the black cat jumped from the boy's arms onto the table, first stretched a big lazy waist, and then squatted down and looked at the crowd quietly. Darkness then spread from the boy, devouring all the light and heat around him.

Jenny was cold, she felt innocently dark.

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In her terror, Lue felt that her body was cooling, as if she were a corpse that had just lost her life. She struggled to keep her eyes open to the clean teenager and shouted with all her might, "Who are you?"

The boy paused, turning his head towards her. Even in the dark, Luy could feel him smiling. As the smile darkness began to converge, the firelight danced again.

She heard a voice in her ear, "Bran the Sorcerer." ”