The old elf Mikel was very satisfied with this place, it had been a long time since he had seen such a vast home. Since the destruction of the wasteland, the elven home has gradually shrunk into separate gardens.

Although Wings City is just as huge, it's a pity they didn't get an invitation. I heard that the little goblins who accompany the wizards frolic there happily every day. It would be great if one day we could build a huge home that encompasses the entire Northlands from the foundation of these two cities!

There are many things that limit the establishment and development of a homeland.

Newborn trees need a lot of magic to get them through the long juvenile period. Because a stable and abundant magical environment is too difficult to find, the vast majority of seedlings are stuck at this juncture and unfortunately die. Moreover, the seedlings of the ancient trees are too tender and delicious. The life force and magic contained in them possess an irresistible temptation that has attracted the prying eyes of too many salivating people.

The past is hard to look back on, but the most difficult time is over. When rejoining hands with the Northlanders, both sides had to face a very awkward problem - population.

Compared with the already small number of Northlanders, goblins can only be described as scarce, so the goblins can only focus on investment. Initially, they chose the castles of the Northlands and the Westlands, but with the rise of Bran and Lily, the elves had a better choice.

Comparatively speaking, the old elves are emotionally biased towards Bran, but they are more optimistic about Lily in terms of development prospects. Because, Lily leads a group of young wizards from the Northlands. At present, that group of young wizards has grown into a stable source of mana. One day, they will be like the siblings, building their own stations and cultivating their own ancient trees. At that point, with these stations as nodes, a huge magic network will be just around the corner.

Mikel didn't hide his form, he swaggered out of the city with a few young elves, and headed towards the tower. He was going to place a few tree seeds under the tower, and the magic there had a fresh, moist feeling, just right for the seeds to take root and sprout.

He could feel that Bran and Flowey were constantly exuding a magical factor. They have been freed from the constraints of their environment and no longer draw magic from their surroundings. Rather, it draws power from the void, a much greater source. The magic they emit is purer and more conducive to the germination and absorption of seeds.

Mikel loves Bran and Flowey. In a sense, they're the elves' dream home. Moreover, they are very generous and willing to share their magic with the elves.

......

As the elves make their way to the tower, Jenny and Luy are on their way.

The days of fighting with the Northland teenagers were not without their benefits. At least I got the approval of those teenagers and made a few friends. When you enter the east of the city, you have a reasonable reason.

Jenny and Rue move out of the way of the ancient trees and move closer to the tower. knew that it was a forbidden area, but it aroused the curiosity of the two.

They didn't dare to cross the penalty line drawn by Bran yet, but it was a good experience to take a few laps around the perimeter and look up at the tower up close. Occasionally arguing a few more words, guessing at the treasures stored inside.

A monster that Bran can't even beat? was robbed by him, it's exciting enough to think about.

As the two of them watched, several strange little creatures flew by not far away and entered the forbidden area in a big way. This made the two of them pause at the same time, and after looking at each other, they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

What is that?

It's not just Jenny and Lue who see the goblins, so many people have such doubts. With questions, people began to ask and inquire.

Since Bran wants the elves to take over Northterland, he won't let them hide completely behind the scenes. He needed to let the world know that there were not only Northlanders, but also goblins.

As luck would have it, Jenny and Lue soon found a Northland teenager who was in love. Under the soft grinding and hard bubble, they knew, it was—goblins.

Elves - allies, allies, and even family members of the Northlanders. At least, judging by the news, Wizard Bran regards the goblins as family, and he will share everything here with the goblins.

Even the young man bared his white teeth and told them that there had always been two little goblins living on the great wizard's body, and they were inseparable. Jenny and Luy don't believe it, and when they first meet, they don't see the goblin at all.

Faced with the doubts of the two, the young man pointed to the top of his head proudly, I also have inseparable partners. As he spoke, a goblin appeared there, tugging at his hair and stomping his foot slightly dissatisfied.

When Jenny and Louie try to get a closer look, the leprechaun leaves the boy and flies towards the tower. The boy spreads his hands and explains that he doesn't like you. Then, he left the two and chased after them.

Jenny and Lue stood there with their eyes shining, if we had such a partner......

......

At this time, Bran is hiding in the tower with Flowey, studying the key to the new life. As soon as Flowey leaped out of the void, the cocoon turned into a small black ball and was absorbed into his body. Now the ball was held in Bran's hand, and he looked at it repeatedly.

"What is this?"

Hearing the question, Huahua withdrew her gaze at the ball, raised her head and looked at it silently.

Facing Flowey's innocent eyes, Bran was powerless for a while. He slowly opened the ball and turned into a cocoon to envelop himself and Flowey. Through the cocoon, the outside world becomes overlapping, as if looking at a fragmented world through countless shards of glass.

Bran tried to grab a fragment, but was thrown out of the cocoon. At this time, he was already outside the tower, and the white clouds under his feet and the earth above his head were far away, far away. He hung upside down in mid-air, unable to tell where he was. Under the enthusiastic pull of the earth, Bran threw himself into its arms without hesitation. It wasn't until the smell of earth woke him up that Bran slammed into a cloud of ash and returned to the tower with the bits and pieces of his body.

Don't play anymore! The frightened Bran made the right choice in time.

When Mikel entered the tower, Bran was sitting in disheveled clothes, thinking about life. Flowey crouched beside him, fiddling with a small black ball in boredom. The little ball had the aroma of magic that mesmerized him. Without hesitation, Mikel flew towards the ball, but was stopped by Bran, who was in the shadow of the cup.

"Danger!"

Although it was only a two-word warning, Mikel heard emotion, powerlessness, and the joy of the rest of his life.

"And ——, Flowey?" Mikel asked worriedly.

"It's only safe for him. Bran sighed, "Is there something wrong?"

"I felt the smell of water in the tower, which helped us a lot, so I wanted to borrow it. ”

"Dangerous, but I can show you around and explain it to you by the way. If you have a safe and secure method, it's okay to lend it to you. ”