After the conversation, Carden and Berner fell into deep thought. Wizards arose completely because of one person, and their rise was too sudden and fast, so they lacked the precipitation of time and had no background of their own.

Out of the Northland City, in the face of greetings from the nobles, their words and deeds subconsciously moved closer to each other. Many influences are so ingrained that even if you don't agree with them, it's not so easy to get rid of.

The people of the Northland have their own customs, and they have their own system of words and deeds. Even if the system seems rudimentary to outsiders, it provides a code for their behavior.

But what about wizards?

Only then did the two realize that wizards, as an emerging group, had too many things to build and learn.

A raven flew back to Northland with the shame of the two and the discovery. The wizards of Northland need a new set of rules of conduct, the etiquette of wizards.

Although they do not have the authority to promulgate, they can prepare in advance. Moreover, Northland has a ready-made model - Wizard Bran, which only needs to be embellished and improved around his words and deeds.

Zach's behavior reminded the two. They are shamans and should not be trapped in the tediousness of the world. Those false politeness no longer belong to them.

The two of them began to sit still, imitating Bran's example, only alerting them to the wind and grass around them when necessary. The change between the two was a little too sudden, so it attracted a lot of inquiring eyes. So they gradually realized some of Bran's embarrassing situation.

If it's just one or two people looking into it, it's nothing. But when all eyes are focused on the body, especially under the keen perception, all this seems to be infinitely magnified. This makes them sit on pins and needles, but there is nothing they can do.

The two now knew that being the center of attention was not something to envy, especially for wizards. The lingering feeling of being watched made the two have the urge to scold. They're tempted to ask around, "What are you looking at?"

Eventually, they found a hood to cover their heads. The moment the hood was raised, the two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But the snickering laughter that came from time to time made people even more annoyed......

Zach looked at the two wizards accompanying him and snickered.

There is little privacy in the city, and Bran will tell everyone a lot of things casually.

Except for Bran's bedroom, they could enter the rest of the city as they wanted. Bran's records of plans and ideas are mostly kept in the library and map room, which is also a good place for the people to pass the time. It not only satisfies curiosity, but also sees many strange ideas. These things are not set in stone and are subject to change from time to time.

It is inevitable that my hands will itch after reading too much, so I will also find a piece of paper to write some ideas, and then put them in the library or map room very solemnly. Bran would occasionally look through everyone's records before adding his own thoughts. Most people take these as a kind of game, and no one takes it too seriously.

Because Bran is not very concerned about realizing these ideas, many things are just thoughts. But after a long time, everyone knew what Bran was planning.

When Bran was there, he had to worry about many things. Before going out this time, he said that he would come back soon, but now that the western realm is basically calm, he still has no definite news.

When he left, everyone had to stand up, and some things had to get involved. Bran didn't want to get into too direct conflict with other countries, saying that it didn't do much good. This hunting ground was left by Bran to those wizards, which is why he said those words to Carden and Bernard.

Zach knows how outsiders see him, but so what? Does the stupidity or shrewdness in the eyes of others have anything to do with him? He just does what he wants, says what he wants to say, and helps the people he wants to help.

And now, he needs to teach the two wizards around him to understand true pride.

......

The pride of the Northlanders is difficult for outsiders to understand, and in Bran's eyes it is more like a kind of poverty. Ignoring the bonuses of identity, status, money, and other additional things, it is only thicker than one of my two arms.

Bran liked it, because he found that he didn't seem to have much of an arm thicker than him, except for his muscular sister. At this time, he was sitting on the seashore, looking at the Bibo Islands, the hometown of the dragoon.

He had wanted to ask the dragoons in the vicinity to help carry him there, it is said that the Northland and the dragoons have been in contact for many years, and he is not a small Northlander who does not occupy much space. As a result, those who did not dock pulled up their sails and ran at full speed to the deep sea, and the ones on the shore were violently scuttled by someone.

A few dragoons accompanied them not far away, and they all explained that the wind and waves at sea had been too strong recently, so the ship was seriously damaged. Next time, make sure to welcome you next time.

Bran patiently explained that he had no ill intentions and just wanted to take a look. I heard that the dragon rider's hometown has beautiful scenery and pleasant environment, and the dragon rider must have a unique place to live here.

The dragoon tactfully reminded him that they knew what had happened to King Anya. The wind is too strong in the archipelago, and the waves are too noisy to sleep. If you want to sleep here, you can sleep here, the warm sun, the soft sand, and if Bran needs to be accompanied by beautiful women.

This made Bran sick to the point where he almost spat as he slanted his nose and eyes as he looked up and down at several female dragoons nearby. Then he said something that made the dragoon even more unappetizing, only we have beautiful women in the north!

The two sides were too lazy to talk any further, and the dragoon did not dare to provoke Bran too much, and when he saw that he was no longer talking, he retreated into the distance.

Bran and Flowey looked at the sparkling sea, motionless. In front of him, huge sharks hovered in the clear waters. Just now, an unknown big fish actually stretched out the waves and pounced on him, only to turn into a pile of minced meat, and then be swallowed up by the sea.

Bran wouldn't take unnecessary risks, so he quieted down and began to get to know the strange ocean in front of him.

The dragoon was unaware of Bran's methods, but he didn't think that Bran would find a solution anytime soon. The environment of the ocean is too complex, and in the face of the power of nature, a wizard from the Northland is only an ant-like existence. They even hoped that the wizard Bran would be a little reckless, grab a plank and jump into the sea.

The tide slowly rose with the moonlight, drowning Bran and Flowey little by little, and the dragoon was stunned by this scene. People who heard the wind came running over one after another, thinking about what was going on.

At night, a full moon appeared on the sea, and scattered light and shadow rose and fell with the waves. Under the light and shadow, a person and a cat are also constantly reuniting in pieces.

They are like two heavy statues, sleeping peacefully under the surface of the sea. The waves are their pulse, the light and shadow are their breath, and the whole sea is their sarra.

The dragoons were scared and regretted that the Bibo Islands were going to be in trouble......

At dawn, the tide slowly receded, revealing the figures of a man and a cat. In the sun, they stretched a big lazy waist at the same time, but there were no water stains on their bodies.

Two days later Bran got up and left the shore, and when he came back he had a heavy plank in his hand. A dragoon approached him with the courage to ask if he needed help.

"It's late. ”

With the words, Bran threw the heavy plank to the surface. The planks deform and elongate in the air, and when they fall to the surface of the sea, they become completely fusiformal.

"You know," Bran smiled, "if you send a boat to take me in, then I must be a guest." As a courtesy, I would also keep a guest decent, but you don't. Now I've decided to go over as a robber, so please forgive me for being rude. ”