The hustle and bustle of the wedding has never subsided, and there is an occasional cheer in the staggering. Even the little goblins, who feed on magic, pretend to surround the wine and food, and let out a scream from time to time.

Bran looked at all this, a little envious, a little jealous, and felt as if everything was making a wedding dress for someone else. Other people's laughter, other people's gathering and dispersion, he can only be a bystander forever. He set the stage for himself and attracted the audience, only to find that there was no place for him when he took the stage. He had to stand in the audience and watch the scene after scene, as if everything belonged to him and had nothing to do with him.

The pomp and circumstance of the wedding was very large, roughly divided into three circles. The noisiest are the Northlanders, and the quietest are the wizards and knights who stay behind in the Northland.

The missions of several countries, as well as the representatives of various forces in the Kingdom of Green, were more difficult. They must not be too cold to sweep away the joy of their masters, nor can they be too loud so as not to appear rude.

Pachu, who had hurried back, sat in the banquet room, and from time to time looked at the tower. Originally, there were many things that needed to be reported, but they were dismissed by Bran with a sentence that you watched and did it, and it was dismissed lightly.

When they swept through the Kingdom of Grimm with a tough attitude on behalf of the Northland, they encountered little to no decent resistance. In the eyes of many small and medium-sized nobles, it makes little difference who becomes their king. Now that Northland is preparing to re-establish order because of this riot, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages for them. They most want to have a stable environment, a security guarantee, and a temporary loss will not hurt their muscles and bones.

This time, Bran solemnly introduced him to a strange creature - the fairy Mikel. He also said that if there is something that is not sure, he can also discuss it with Mikel. The Pachu people are old and sophisticated, so they naturally understand what this means.

At the same time, Pachu also meets another powerful being, Bran's sister. As she looked at herself with interest, a mountain of pressure followed. Pachu didn't understand how a young girl could form an awe-inspiring power, but he at least knew that there was one more person he needed to be loyal to.

It's a good thing for him, or for the rest of the white robes. Because he knew that neither Northland City nor Grimm Kingdom Bran had put too much energy into it. If one day Bran leaves him, someone else will be able to take him over, even if only in name.

When he returned, he took a detour to Sandstone City at Saja's request. Now it is even more dilapidated, and the dead who live in it have completely lost their minds. Seeing Sajia laughing and crying at her father's figure, Pachu couldn't help but feel sad.

Just when Pachu thought it was going to be over, the shadow made a surprise move. He stretched out his hand to Saja's face, caressing it gently.

Saja cried even harder, but the thoughts that popped through Pachu's mind had little to do with the situation. At that time, he thought of Buzz, of eternal life.

He had spoken to Bran before. Bran disapproved of this so-called eternal life, believing that death was death, not form, not spirituality. But if it is really possible to preserve the wisdom of life, what is it if it is not eternal life?

He suddenly wished that Buzz had died sooner so that he could see some evidence from Buzz. Even if Buzz only survived for a few more years, he would have made up his mind to try.

Pachu was confident that Bran would grant his request. Because he, an old wizard with a little achievement, must be a rare experimental subject. How could Bran, who was obsessed with the world of magic, refuse such high-quality materials?

......

Erin and Ayman were also secretly watching the tower while sitting in the crowd of guests, and they had come to see Bran as friends, but Bran was very ruthless - no.

It was only when she got this answer that Erin understood the gap between the two sides. Before she came, she had been trying to question Bran. It wasn't until she got here that she realized that she wasn't even qualified to approach him if she was a friend.

Her and Aiman's voyeurism also caught Bran's attention. Bran, who was extremely bored, touched his sister on the shoulder, and then laughed: "Your childhood suitor is here, why don't you go down and say hello?"

"I'm afraid I can't help but kill him directly. ”

"Not really, right?"

"There has been no camaraderie since the dragon rider did it to you. Lily turned her head to look at her brother and continued, "It's just that you put on a look that you don't want to pursue it, so we didn't do anything. ”

"We?"

"Well, all of us. ”

"Oh, I thought it was just you. Bran made a hippie smile.

Lily gave Bran a blank look, "I don't understand what you're thinking, if I were you, I'd go and smash the Dragoon's home." ”

"I didn't even think about it, it always felt like it was boring to poke the ant nest when it was okay, and they always had some use. ”

"There's a fart. ”

"Be open-minded, don't always be limited to one time and one place. ”

"What do you mean?"

"You should have heard the old elf tell the story, right?" Bran raised his hand and shook his fingers, and a cloud of gray smoke transformed into the shape of the continent. "The goblins have said that our ancestors migrated from the Far North. But according to the goblins, it was more like an escape. Interestingly, initially our individual power has waned over the generations. It took several generations to stabilize.

We also need a supply of magic to grow, and although we have joined forces with the elves, the new environment may still be unsatisfactory.

And we have always had the legend of the Martial God, and there will always be some powerful people in each generation. For example, Dani in my house, and the heavy axe that is busy in the kitchen. Although there are not many such people, they are not exceptional.

I asked about the situation of the demons, but it was not as vast as I imagined. Looking at the ground under our feet, looking at everything around us, it always feels like this place is a little barren.

Magical barrenness. Look at the natives of Northland, look at the Grimm nobles who came to congratulate, do they have magic in them?

Elves feed on magic, and they used to be all over the continent, but look at how many are left today?

It's more like an abandoned place, where we're just surviving.

The goblin said that you are the darling of this world, I have not been able to think clearly. Until I touched the sea of magic, until the magic slowly seeped out through your body.

You were the first to awaken to the wizard's abilities, but you have been ignorant of it. And then I came, as if to help you. It doesn't make sense that a family shouldn't have one person after another awaken to become a wizard. And then you see, our sister.

Zoya has also become a wizard, right in front of my eyes, and she is even our newborn family.

A monster passed by with the current, and a hand in the shadows sent me to the island, allowing me to snatch its key.

Wizards may be the means of self-help for this continent, this small world. I don't have your intuition, but when I need life nourishment, there are always so many troubles coming to me.

What does this mean? Perhaps the continent is in dire need of magic. ”