Bran was awakened during the night's rest, and he felt the starlight around him being pushed outward, and he didn't even notice it in advance, which made him nervous for a moment.

With this question in mind, Bran began to constantly perceive his surroundings, but found nothing. Starlight had long been assimilated by himself and had become a part of himself, so he could clearly feel that there were two pairs of small hands pushing that starlight. So he shook the magic power in the net quickly, and the tide of magic power fluctuated violently in an instant, causing several small figures to appear. Then he immediately pounced and grabbed the two little ones who were trying to push Starlight in his hands.

Nothingness, it was a sensation coming from his hands, but Bran knew he must have caught it. So he didn't open his hand, he didn't clench it hard, he just vibrated the magic in his palm, which made the figures of the two villains in his hands flicker.

A small figure floated over and yelled at him, and looking at his anxious expression, Bran let go of his hand. These villains are too delicate to hurt. Then Bran waved his hand and motioned for them to leave.

The appearance of the goblin and the villain reminded Bran of some accounts. This is the home of the elves, and this is the garden of the elves. The elf's performance disappointed Bran a little, as they were unable to communicate with each other, at least not effectively for a short time. Bran still had to complete the trial, and he didn't want to lose any more time.

Bran had seen a record of the creature in the book, the goblin, but he had always thought it was just a story, so he only cursolutly flipped through it at the time, and now it made him regret it a little. He had so little information about goblins in his memory, a humanoid creature that rarely appeared in front of people, harmless to people, and fed on magic, as if that was it. There is an ancient tradition that has been passed down that the trees in the Mogu Mountains should not be harmed, and from this point of view, the ancestors of the Northlanders must have made some kind of agreement with the elves. Perhaps some of the older secrets have been forgotten over time.

Bran's disregard reassured the elves, and one by one they began to appear and dance around Bran. If the record is correct, they feed on magic, then the elves should be trying it at this moment. Meals like Bran's are rarely seen in the Northlands, and it's no wonder that the occasional one attracts these goblins.

A little bit of magic, Bran didn't care, not to mention that he didn't feel any signs of magic reduction.

......

Until a greeting wakes Bran from his closed eyes.

"Hello. ”

Bran subconsciously replied, "Hello." ”

Wait, what's going on, he looked at the old goblin in front of him. A small, delicate, beautiful old leprechaun. Because of her demeanor and movements, she is too vicissitudes, so the moment she opens her eyes, she will only be classified as an old woman, even if she is delicate and beautiful.

Bran blinked, reconfirming that it was indeed an old goblin. In order to hide his surprise, he preemptively asked, "Is there something wrong with you?"

The old goblin sighed: "Interesting child, I haven't seen a wizard from the Northland for too long. ”

Bran said casually, perfunctory: "There are still people in the Northland who have awakened, and you should see them often." Many children will go into the moors from here to complete trials. ”

"Can those be considered wizards? The Northlanders are too focused on their own power. Not to mention that, what are you here for?"

Bran shrugged, "What else can I do? on the way to the trial." ”

"Just going to the trial?"

"Of course, you're old?" Bran was a little puzzled.

The old goblin thought for a moment, "It's about two thousand years old. ”

Then he realized that the purpose of the bear child was not to ask the age, and added: "I'm not old and confused." ”

The old goblin looked at Bran and began to explain, "We and the Northlanders were originally in a symbiotic relationship. It was only later that the environment changed a little, and our two races gradually separated. Now my juniors have forgotten how to talk to the Northlanders. ”

The old elf sighed, glancing at the group of goblins flying in front of Bran. "If this continues, sooner or later, we will lose contact completely. ”

Bran advised, "Don't think too far, the Northlanders haven't forgotten. Just like now, we Northland people will not easily involve this place unless there is a necessary reason, and try not to affect this place. ”

The old goblin shook his head, "Too much has changed. ”

"That's my child. The old goblin pointed to the two goblins who were still trying to push the starlight outwards and said, "They're up to you." ”

"Hey, wait, what about these?" Bran pointed to the goblins flying around him.

"Hehe, they have nothing to do with me, they are all attracted to you on the way when you came. The old goblin looked very happy.

"At least you have to teach them to communicate with me, just like you. Don't think I didn't realize that you were communicating with me through the connection between my outgoing magic and spirit. Bran made a not-so-high request.

"They can't communicate with you just yet. ”

"What do you mean?" Bran was a little confused.

The old goblin looked at Bran a little strangely, and realized that he really didn't know, so he sighed again: "It seems that you have begun to forget about it too." ”

"Forget what?" Bran struggled to glare at a pair of large, innocent eyes.

"Originally, we elves began to live with you when we were young, to speed up our own growth. This kind of growth is more of a mental growth. They," the old elf pointed to Bran's side, "they can only be considered toddlers. ”

"It seems that even without us, your children can grow up slowly. Bran reminded.

"That's too long. The old goblin looked at Bran: "Maybe it was because they were afraid that you would refuse, so those guys secretly put the child next to you." ”

"Aren't you afraid of losing it?" Bran asked rhetorically.

"You can't lose it, they've become a part of you. As I have said a long time ago, our two races used to coexist and coexist. ”

"What do you mean!? How do you feel parasitized? "Bran was horrified.

"Pretty much, but not in your body, but in your magic. ”

"Does it make a difference?!" Bran was a little angry. "And you know, I'm going to fight, I'm going to use magic, and the magic power may be depleted, so you're not afraid that they will be hurt or die because of it?"

"No, most of the time not. As you can see, our goblin form is closer to spirit than to matter. You can even temporarily cut off from this world if you want. As long as you don't die, there will be basically no problems. Even if you die, they still have a chance to escape. ”

"Is this for me to give you a free baby?"

"No, according to the original covenant, this is your duty. The old goblin was a little happy: "It's just that after so many years, there is finally a person who can fulfill the covenant." ”

Looking at Bran, whose face was a little stinky, the old goblin persuaded: "Back then, how many Northlanders begged us goblins, and it was enough to ask for one. Don't be dissatisfied, you who have sent it to your door. ”

"It's really delivered to the door. Bran said helplessly.

......

Bran chuckled. "The First Covenant", heh! No one has ever mentioned the Covenant, and there really is such an important Covenant that exists, and I know that I will enter here......

Since no one mentioned it, then the matter is interesting.