It was a light-hearted conversation. As we talked, Uncle Vincent sat down beside the tree at Bran's signal. After removing the alienation and wariness of the first meeting, the conversation became casual.

Vincent drew his sidearm and said, "Your mother sent someone to send it, saying that you made it." ”

"Yes, it wasn't very mature at the time. Bran reached out and took the weapon. The moment it took it, the weapon let out a roar, and then, under Vincent's gaze, it emitted a blinding light.

When the light faded, Bran handed the weapon back, "Try again." ”

Vincent shook the weapon lightly and exclaimed, "Awesome!"

Then Bran habitually began to flicker, if you want to really get together, you'd better practice your martial arts, I can tailor it according to your habits.

A momentary Itchy Vincent rose to his heart's content, and was about to demonstrate it, but Bran stopped him from making any further action, and then shouted, "Dany, get ready to make weapons." ”

In Vincent's inexplicable expression, Dani and Bran smiled at each other.

As the strength increased, some of the stylistic differences were more borrowed, and there was no longer a need to repeatedly observe and learn as much as at the beginning, so this demonstration did not take much time. Bran clapped his hands vigorously and applauded loudly. Vincent's martial arts style is very different from that of the castle, and he is always moving quickly, rather than rampage like the castle and relying on strength to crush. This phenomenon aroused Bran's curiosity.

"Uncle, what does the demon clan look like, is it very powerful?"

Bran's uncle made Vincent feel much more cordial. After thinking about it, he said: "The difference in individual strength is very large, and the weak ones are not worth mentioning at all, but among the strong individuals, we need three or five people to deal with." ”

"It must have been hard back then, right?"

"It's very hard, we have a good average strength, and we are strong fighters for both men and women. Even so, it took a lot of money to block the demon race in the mountain pass in the west. If it weren't for the heavy casualties in the series of battles with the demons, we wouldn't have stopped at the Eternal River. ”

Bran said eagerly: "I hope to have the opportunity to face the elite of those demons." What do they look like?"

"Most are similar to us, just different skin tones. Some of these tall, red-skinned humanoids dominate those with low combat effectiveness. But what is really powerful is usually the existence of a human form, such as the existence of a double-faced, four-handed, human-headed beast body, which is the truly difficult elite. ”

This answer made Bran feel very novel: "How do you feel that those elites are a union of different races." ”

"That's what we guessed, but we haven't been able to penetrate deep into the territory of the demons. Moreover, they should have a training method. Because even if it is the elite of the same race, the physical fitness difference between individuals is very large, and there are only a few people who really need to be dealt with by the three or five of us.

The biggest casualties we suffered that year were when they concentrated these elites and launched a strong attack. But we were released out of the mountain pass and blocked the way out. After fighting these demons, they never launched a similar attack again. ”

Speaking of training methods, Bran thought of how the magic works in the wasteland, so he drew a route on the ground and asked, "You should know this way of running mana, right?"

"I know, the wizards of the Northland can feel it when they enter the wasteland, but this method cannot be popularized. Only wizards can perceive magic, and wizards who can consciously promote the magic in their bodies are even rarer. So, no one is going to talk about this approach now. ”

Bran was not very sure: "This should be the training method used by our ancestors, and this aura can still be preserved after the destruction of the wasteland, you can imagine how widespread and huge the use of this power was back then. ”

Blanc paused, patted his head, and shouted, "Whisper! Are you there?"

As Bran shouted, the whisper flew out of the tree and landed on Bran's shoulder: "It's rare, I know to call the old man." ”

"You're the ones who make the magic work! I knew it had to be. ”

Whisper did not deny it, explaining: "You are strange, you are too defensive. And the direction of your ability to evolve is more subtle self-perception and control. At that time, although your magic is activated, it cannot further interfere with the operation of your magic in your body. Until you perceive and learn this method from the wasteland.

Like here, the whisper points to the ancient tree, and you're more of an observer to learn and then make something plausible, whereas we're more of an instinct. Just like your sister, your body naturally accepts this change. If you change to a Northland wizard, such as your sister, she accepts the beneficial part and becomes the instinct of the body. They just rely on their instincts and change their merit without resistance.

Now I'm curious, are you really from the Northlands?"

Whispering did not dwell on this issue, and continued: "We are indeed much weaker than we were back then, and it will take generations to restore the original glory." ”

Bran teased, "Hurry up, uncle." Pat the old goblins on the back and let them think of a way. ”

Whisper jumped up and knocked Bran on the head hard: "This kind of thing can only be done slowly, not too quickly." ”

After saying that, the whisper flew into the tree.

"She didn't seem to like me a little. ”

Bran couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Why do I like you? ”

As the whisper said, things can only be done slowly, not too quickly, and it will take time for both sides to build trust. Although they all want to express their kindness, how can a long-term estrangement be repaired in a short period of time. The deep, hidden thoughts of people are not entirely determined by their own will.

Looking at his uncle, who was a little confused, Bran explained, "This is Bran Villa, but now this is also the home of fairies. You're not just entering my home, it's the elf's home. As a guest, you should show some basic courtesy to the host. And don't just think about it, this is my nephew's home. The elves are ready to live with us, but we don't seem to be ready. Are you ready to share this land, this home, with the elves?

Go back, uncle. ”

Vincent stood up and said to Bran first, "Thank you." ”

Then he bowed to the tree and said, "I'm sorry. ”

......

After the uncle left, the whisper flew out of the tree and landed on Bran's shoulder again: "You saw it earlier?"

"Well, I thought about it from the moment you said it was our common home. Since we live together, we are bound to share something together. It's Bran's home, and it's the whisper's home. When you don't welcome him, I have to get him out. ”

"It's really strange that you don't exactly see each other from the Northlanders' point of view. ”

"Because, I don't know, what am I. Bran lost his mind.