Bran didn't think he had made a mistake in his judgment, but instead thought that danger was lurking nearby. He and Huahua are already good at hiding shadows, so they naturally know how easy it is to hide, and the difficult thing is to find it.

In order to prove that he was right, he began to search for clues. Now, Bran is increasingly hoping that someone will come back as soon as possible to relieve his stress.

......

In the sea of magic, Lily slowly spread her wings, and countless tributaries composed of various colors of light flowed like streamers under her feet, gradually disappearing into the darkness in the distance. It was the first time she had seen such a clear boundary between light and darkness in the sea of magic.

Mountains of wreckage loom beneath the stream of light, like a huge cemetery. It was the final sigh of the creatures who stepped into it and could not transform in the endless years.

The scene in front of me is not chaotic and gloomy, as Bran suggests. On the contrary, it is clear and clear, just like she is the person.

Now, she could clearly perceive the star that belonged to her, but she was in no hurry to enter. She is not Bran, she seems to be calm, but she is always eager to see the answer. Because many of the answers could already be drawn from Bran's experience, she had more time to refine and enjoy the process.

Even, to embark on another path.

While Bran attracted more and more magical power, making the surface of his body more and more mottled, the core of his body remained pure. She is different, and her dazzling brilliance hides many truths.

Bran always said that she fed on magic, but ignored that her sister could too. Just like when she was a teenager, she inadvertently absorbed the power of another person in the bazaar of the castle. In fact, it was just the beginning, because many things were covered up under the killing.

People thought that Bran and Flowey were bloodthirsty, but they ignored her. For those bugs, those demons, she killed too much, too much......

All kinds of magic converged into the purest black on Bran's body, and also emitted the most dazzling white light on her.

She had asked Bran what was keeping the bones in the Sea of Mana from being melted by the magic?

At that time, Bran asked her, what do you think?

It's just that Bran has always refused to absorb the power in it, saying that it hurts things. Lily is always amused by this, and her indifferent brother can be so sentimental that she seems to have forgotten what she once said - strength is power.

With wings flying, Lily plunged headlong into the stream of light, diving towards the mountain-like skeletons. Now, she was finally able to swim in the sea of magic like Bran.

As they dived, the bones grew larger. When the fingers lightly touched the edge of a piece of bone, a throbbing came from it. This made her, who had always been as steady as a rock, tremble slightly.

As conjecture, it is the fruit that supports the bones. In the interweaving of life and magic, these fruits are supposed to become one with the flesh here, but for some reason they become foreign objects stuck in them.

They didn't make it this step after all, but they grew bigger and bigger with the indoctrination of magic. This made Lily think of Bran, and of Jenna and Gini. It's just that they can't complete the fusion, and they can't become the existence of Bran under the constraints of flesh and fruit.

Their strength grows every moment until they break out of their cocoons. And in the endless years that followed, hovering between hope and despair.

With a sigh, a streamer of light poured into the wings along the fingertips, adding another bit of brilliance to it.

......

When Lily stepped out of the sea of magic contentedly, easily broke through the barrier in the echo of the inside and outside, and came to the star that belonged to her, the bones of this area had disappeared.

As Bran described, Lily felt like she had returned home after a long absence. The magic here has also been reinvigorated by her return.

"I'm back"

She subconsciously muttered to herself, and her mood gradually decreased.

In this moment, she suddenly understood why Bran always wanted to escape. Perhaps Bran never felt that the Northlands were his home, even though he was born and raised there. Although there is a family there, there are partners......

Now that she is here, she realizes that her former home has always lacked a sense of home. Maybe most of the people in Wings City are like this, so they will be attached to the city and refuse to go back. Even if I go back, I will be back soon. Just like her now, sitting on this lonely planet, she knows that she can never go back, just because this is her home.

But how should she explain to those people?

She has achieved the strength she wants and found her own home, but she can't be happier.

The magic flowed, and there were mountains slowly rising, supporting her higher and higher. The throne was formed beneath him, and then the tall and magnificent temple......

She tried to relieve her troubles in this way, but as she watched the familiar buildings rise, her mood became more and more depressed.

Bran is waiting for me to go back, right? However, she can't go back until she thinks about it.

Winged City is about to disperse, and those little wizards who were brought up by her will find their "home" like her.

She had to make the same trade-off as Bran did......