In the inn, a panicked look flashed from Dia's face, but looking at the "fragility" within reach in front of him, he gritted his teeth and was still reluctant to leave.

Outside the inn, Vincent, who came in a hurry, couldn't help but hesitate for a moment when he stepped into the door, and then he fell heavily and let out a low muffled sound, which stunned all the mortals in the surrounding confinement.

Fragile heard this, made a big bow to Vincent very respectfully, and walked towards the door with great eyes. And the trash fish that were still in confinement also moved towards the door with it.

Now, Dia was in a hurry, and she got up to stop her, but her father's words made her sit down again......

"Wait, don't go. Vincent tilted his head to Fragile and said, "I have something to ask you. ”

Fragile nodded silently, looking a little reluctant. It's a pity that Vincent didn't care whether he wanted to or not, and had already sat opposite his daughter.

"How did you get here, and how did you find me?"

"Ahh

From an early age, you are not a child who can hide your thoughts. I've already said hello to them, and if you're vulnerable and want to come out, let me know in advance. ”

"Uh......"

"Anyway, I'm Bran's uncle, and I beat you up to get angry with him when I was a kid. Vincent shook his head and smiled, "Either way, he's grateful." ”

"You-"

Diarat paused, his eyes flickered slightly to reveal a flattering smile: "Help me leave the fragile behind." ”

"Ahh

This kind of thing, even Bran doesn't count. If you already have a weapon of wisdom, what can you do if you don't want to?

And, I'm already helping you.

The reason why I came late was to stop a few people with the same thoughts. Unfortunately, they couldn't stop them all, and Adam and Aitch waited outside the inn. As for whether there are others in the shadows, I don't know.

But these two people are the biggest threat to you. ”

Dia's eyes widened, "So, Meowth is here too?"

"It's just a fun, you don't have to worry. With Bran's temperament, if you really want to give your own children, it will not be your turn to wait here. In the same way, how could a few children who have not looked down on their own children in so many years choose to meow at this time?"

Speaking of this, Vincent sighed: "I'm afraid no one has looked at it. ”

"-Oh?

You poured cold water on it again. ”

Vincent smiled wryly, "I just hope you'll make fewer mistakes." Those reminders are never meant to splash you with cold water. You're just too attached to the present and don't want to believe or believe some facts.

Take the fragility of the double knife as an example, there was indeed someone who could take it back then, but unfortunately it didn't work out. ”

"Who?"

"Sirri—

It was his sister after all, who knew him and knew the pair of knives. Eventually, however, it returned to Bran. For us Northlanders, weapons are no more than others, often representing a person's temperament and style.

Before Bran came along, each of us would build our own unique weapon, and after Bran came along, he took over the work, but one thing hasn't changed, it's always been unique.

This uniqueness is not entirely due to Bran itself, but also to us – it is a weapon that is tailor-made for us after all.

From this point of view, Bran's vision of people is truly shockingly accurate. You know, it's not that we're completely greedy for the sharpness and toughness of the weapon, but that it's really handy......

After all, our generation is just a bunch of old-fashioned old samurai.

Don't laugh!

Isn't that what you say about us in private?"

Dia was silent for a moment, "I know what you mean, but I know what I fit into. We, the war witches, we young people have always known it, so we will keep changing and adapting.

What you want is what suits you, and what I want is what seduces me and makes me want to pursue it. ”

Dia grinned, "So, you're really old-fashioned. ”

After speaking, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Ahh

For as long as I can remember, you will do everything you can to obstruct what you think is inappropriate. But is there really anything right in this world?

From the first time I picked up the sword, I was getting used to it until I was thoroughly familiar with them. Before everything was finalized, I met Bran and saw something interesting, only to realize that it could be like that.

Some things may have been wrong, but I saw him fight to the death with the wrong things, and he survived.

You might say he's a wizard, different from us.

Perhaps......

But I always thought that I could be that different. Over the years, I have been pursuing and adapting to those new rules, powers, and new things that have emerged one after another.

And many of these things are always changing, just as fragility is very different today. If that's right......

- Heh!

Not only me, but even Bran is no longer suitable.

What I'm thinking about is that I'm more able to adapt to its changes and be more able to exert its strength.

The world changed many years ago, and we learned to adapt to it many years ago. Unfortunately, you will not learn to adapt after all. ”

Dia looked outside, "The wizards stopped to watch, hoping to see you make a difference, but they won't stay forever. If most of you continue to have this attitude, sooner or later you will be thrown off. At that point, they probably won't have to wait any longer.

You see, wizards don't seem to be doing anything lately, but they're not. They're always building up strength, but in a way that's too unexpected. It's like Bran turning the artifacts around him into living beings, like Fragile suddenly appearing here, ready to subdue this lowly mortal thing.

We war witches have been around wizards for too long, so we know these and know how to adapt to them.

I heard it clearly and was adaptation.

We seek change in the process of adapting, but you are different. It's hard for you to let go of certain ideas, you just want to change other people, or other things that should be changed.

I know you don't want to do that, it's just a matter of habit. However, it really makes it difficult for us to get along with you, because I am afraid that I will be left behind by my companions if I continue to get along with you.

Once I'm thrown away, I'm afraid I'll never be able to catch up with them again.

O war witch, warrior who walks on the path of wizards.

But did you know that our ambition is not just to follow along?

It's just that the wizards are going too fast......

But as the world continues to expand, they gradually seem to be powerless, and their eyes can no longer cover everything. Bran is cowering in that space, Lily is hidden in that light, and we will have a chance to occupy a corner of the world.

These places of life are only the beginning, a cornerstone of our power, and the wider universe is our ultimate goal.

Gods, it may be the ultimate goal for you, but for us it is just the beginning. To face the wider world, I need strength, strength that is handy enough.

Or the ...... I longed for."