Now, Qian Rui really has no fear, just because the magic net has taken shape here when the sky clears, and it has begun to spread slowly outward while enveloping the entire snowy area. This means that they are finally able to harness the power of the entire Northland, not just a few people such as Bran.

In fact, the night's chase did not leave much trace in the snowy area, and most of them were covered by residual snow. If it weren't for the monsters that had gathered and waited to fall, they would seem to be too miserable, and they seemed to be telling the sadness of last night all the time......

Fortunately, the hard days have passed.

Like Bran said, they're actually waiting to die. Like a fruit that falls to the ground but cannot sprout, in despair slowly watching itself decay little by little, and there is nothing to be done, just as the monsters trapped in the labyrinth say, they have seen hope, especially after seeing Siri holding a monster named Flowey.

Therefore, although they are miserable on the outside and worried on the inside, their emotions are not depressed.

After coaxing the flowers, Qian Rui didn't have a good face for them. She raised her hand again and drew a larger circle, "From now on, none of you are allowed to set foot in there without permission."

Soon, my people and servants will move in here, and you who wander outside will not be unreasonable. ”

After speaking, he waved his hand very imposingly and impatiently, "You guys, let's go-"

As the monsters slowly dispersed, the eternal snow began to change dramatically. A towering tree suddenly appeared in the center of the snowy region, and several small birds (dragons) without hair were flying around it, and there were dark clouds wrapped in strange pythons carrying the wind and snow to this side......

In the blink of an eye, it was full of people.

Unlike the Bran family back then, Frostleaf Castle was ready to move many years ago, and it was already impatient, so if there was anything to the snowy region, it would be counted when it got to the snowy region.

......

Roll over!

Deca, which flies around the ancient trees, can be said to be full of emotion. Before coming, it was very worried that it would be branched out at this juncture. Although Saria has always regarded it as a "dragon", she has been able to live in Frostleaf Castle because of this.

It knows what that means.

If it is said that it is peaceful, the Northland City back then was the most peaceful, and even the great wizard Bran in the city would not oppress others for no reason. It is also the city that has the most clear boundaries, and his city will not use outsiders even if it looks at the gate.

I heard that after moving to Gemini, the situation has not changed at all. His family is still the same Northland people and associates, and the growing number of direct bloodlines. The wizards and the people who are treated well will always be its subordinates, and the boundaries between them are becoming clearer.

In fact, Bran, who seems to be open and inclusive, is the most closed in some ways. On the other hand, the arrogant and domineering Qian Rui is much more open in this regard. Perhaps, they still don't see themselves as home, but at least they can be partners and live at home.

The more this happens, the more it needs to show its worth. After all, it is not a white wolf or a snow falcon, and it is born with certain privileges. It requires more effort to obtain, to maintain, until it is unbreakable. Moreover, the monsters in the distance reminded it of its former self and felt a real threat.

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but let out a long howl. But before the whistle fell, the familiar scolding followed, shut up!

......

Seeing that the three of them were called to Frost Leaf to prepare for re-education, Huahua broke free from her embrace. From the beginning, it didn't think to ask for compensation from Sirry.

Can it be called prey without the process of hunting? No, it's just food that comes to your mouth.

It likes the tension of its rival prey, the desperation of its prey, and the annoyance of seeing Siri snatched of its prey. Without that, everything would be boring.

Having just been lying in Sirry's arms, it scanned some traces and her intuition told it might be able to find something interesting. Now, it came to a trail that had been left by some monster when it had escaped into the sea of magic last night. After looking at it, it slowly walked around the place a few times, then leaned down as if sniffing something.

But it didn't take long for it to get up and go to the next place. After a few successions, its bizarre behavior finally caught the attention of the others......

- Tributaries.

Even after this point, the way most wizards enter and exit the Sea of Mana remains the same. Connect the tributary to which the fruit belongs, open the door of the bitterness, and slide down the tributary into the sea of magic.

And it's much more casual.

For it, the giant trees in the Sea of Mana are its own hidden lair. That nest was made up of countless tributaries carefully guided by Bran converging and weaving. Each tributary of the weaver nest is its way back to the nest.

Of course, there's more to the nest than meets the eye. For example, through the common practice of the Northlanders, the use of magic nets to enter and exit the magic sea. Or, through a resonance with Bran.

Now, although the monsters have fled into the sea of magic, there is still a faint breath oozing out of the non-existent gate. It began to carefully discern whether the tributary behind the door was flowing through its lair.

It's not, it's not, it's not......

- Huh?