Moore stood bare-chested by the river and looked up at the tower, he had never seen such a tall, lavish building. Along the way, they gradually developed confidence in their height. But when they entered the place, especially when facing the buildings in the east of the city, they realized that they were a little thin and short.

The hosts were very unfriendly, and after receiving letters and gifts, they drove them to the river to bathe. Although the river is a good place to bathe because the temperature is moderate, the shame of being rejected cannot be washed away.

The dirt on his body has been cleaned up, and the warm breeze emanating from the city has also made his body and mind slightly relaxed. But when he thought of Bran's attitude just now, Moore always had a lingering depression in his heart.

They were personally received by the owner here, with undisguised contempt. They had so many tall buildings, but they drove them to the river and didn't care. He had noticed that there were very few people there, but even if it was empty, he had not thought of arranging a place for them to live.

Moore really wanted to go in and see, it was too wasteful and a pity for such a tall building to live in for these little people. The dwellings seemed to be tailor-made for their own group, but they could only look at them.

After entering the little queen's hometown, the hospitality along the way has been good. Moore also had a good opinion of these Northlanders, and both sides recognized each other after a battle between men.

There were also embarrassments during this period, and most of the onlookers who were originally full of interest would lose interest after watching a competition, and then dissipate in disappointment.

Every ethnic group here has at least one tree, and under each tree there is always a young man and a woman sitting cross-legged. These ordinary teenagers all have a hint of indifference and detachment. In the curious, inquiring gaze that looks over, there is something uncomfortable to hide.

The boys sat there when they entered the town, and when they left, they still sat there, as if they had not moved a single inch.

Moore didn't think much about it until he was gently caressed and praised by a movable dryad under the tower. Until the queen's brother Bran, that the same ordinary boy suddenly revealed his true identity. He suddenly remembered the young men and women who were also sitting cross-legged under the tree.

He thought of the possibility that perhaps the queen was just one of the ordinary ones.

As soon as this thought arose, Moore was surrounded by fear. If the Northlanders make some excessive demands, can they refuse, and if the Northlanders have their sights on the ice field, can they stop them? The thought tormented Moore for a whole day, until the fatigue of the journey brought him to sleep.

A good night's sleep didn't ease Moore's exhaustion, but instead made him feel sore. A young girl who calls herself Zoya comes to the station, saying that she is taking them on a tour of Northland City, and explaining to them the rules of the city by the way.

Moore doesn't like rules, at least not here. Because there are too many restrictions here, it is not allowed to take the initiative to attack the ordinary people here, it is not allowed to hunt the beasts in the city at will, and it is not allowed to pick up and destroy the flowers, trees, and even stones here.

What is there about a broken stone that cannot be picked? Someone couldn't help but complain.

Hearing the grumbling, the girl beckoned to the side of the road, and a crystal stone fell into her hand. Then, under the watchful gaze of the giant, she shook the stone slightly. A yawn came from the stones, and then a reluctant squirm.

"There are many beings nurturing here, and they are under the protection of shamans. The city is also known as the City of Wizards and is home to many wizards. Most of them look like ordinary people, and if your actions provoke their anger, the consequences will be unpredictable. ”

The giant was still unconvinced, "but it was still a stone." ”

"yes, it's still a stone. But human feelings are really strange, and after observing and caring for these inconspicuous little creatures, some wizards gradually treat them as their own. So, for your own safety, you'd better remember the rules here. ”

"What if you can't remember?"

Zoya laughed angrily, "Only the dead can't remember, and the dead will always help the living to remember the rules that are not easy to remember."

The city is not only home to wizards, but also to a large number of knights and samurai, and you are not worth mentioning in front of them. There are so many people who will help you to strengthen your memory and teach you to be humble. ”

This immediately aroused the giant's displeasure, and one of the giantes could not resist putting her big hand on the girl's head, wanting to teach the dwarf a lesson in her wild mouth. But the reality was cruel, and she didn't even know what was going on, so she fell to the ground hard.

"You should be glad that I have been tasked with protecting you. ”

Zoya was a little annoyed, and as the annoyance power began to rise uncontrollably, the giants also felt the pressure instantly. And everything that happened just now made them dare not ignore the girl in front of them.

Zoya took a light breath and suppressed her emotions. "I know you're not convinced, and I don't want to bully you weaklings for fun. I'll take you to the Colosseum, where a crowd of men made for the sword gathered. You are free to choose your opponents there and prove yourself. ”

One of the giants didn't believe it, "No gods, or wizards involved?"

Along the way, they at least learned what the wizard stood in the Northlands, a symbol of absolute power, a presence beyond their reach.

"Wizards are not welcome there, more people of the same origin as you. ”

"What do you mean?"

Zoya shook her head, "Don't you understand? We originally came from the same place and were forced to move together, but you were left behind. In that environment, only the weak will be left behind, right? Maybe there are some people who have to stay out of family affection.

But you are the weakest after all, and even today, countless years later, when we meet again, you are still not stronger. According to Bran, you've grown at least a little taller. Perhaps in the open ice field, it can help you detect danger in advance. Height, instead of giving you an advantage in strength, makes you clumsy. ”

Moore couldn't help but ask, "Are we of the same race?"

Zoya snorted lightly, "After you all the way here, you didn't feel strange that we didn't have the same words and language?"

Did you meet other people on the way? Can you understand what those people say? Do you feel familiar with entering the Northland?"

Looking at the giant's abrupt expression, Zoya's tone changed, "But we are not of the same race, even if our ancestors used to travel together. We're Northlanders, and you're giants, or something. ”

Zoya smiled contemptuously, "You are nothing, you don't even know where your power comes from. ”

Moore spoke up again and asked, "What do you mean by the source of power?"

"We all need to feed on magic in order to really grow and become stronger. Do you know why this place is so abnormal, because the magic here is so deep, and the people who live here are nourished by it every day. Compared to us, you are just a bunch of poor ghosts who don't have enough to eat.

I know there are people who don't believe it, but soon you will understand the gap. ”

"Why is this happening, and where does your magic come from?"

"The Great Wizard, or the Gods. They are able to communicate with the magic and draw them to their side. Such existence is rare, and there are only two of us in the city. And you should also feel that the villages and towns that pass through all the way do not have such a presence.

Grand Wizard Bran asked me to thank you for bringing the whereabouts of his sister, who was ready to take her back. ”