Zoya's heart fell little by little, and the study became empty and lonely. Everything around me changed from familiar to unfamiliar, as if separated by a veil.

What's going on? Don't they know me anymore?

Her expression tensed and her gaze sharpened, making her look like Dani. She turned her head slightly, set her eyes on her brother, and her momentum became awe-inspiring.

Under her gaze, the elder brother gradually lowered his head and gradually curled up.

Then she turned her gaze to her father, who was hiding behind the table, and she wanted to smile, to tell him not to be nervous and scared. But when the words came to his lips, he completely changed.

It was a strange voice, unquestionable, unrefusal, full of majesty, "Return to your fiefdom, and don't take half a step without my permission." ”

The father's voice with panic and uneasiness seemed to come from the sky, "Yes." ”

......

Hearing this unfamiliar voice, Dolma suddenly felt extremely lost, he felt his chest blocked, and it was difficult to breathe. He subconsciously raised his head and looked there.

With an unfamiliar voice, all the intimacy and familiarity disappeared. Only a complete stranger knight sat there, like a statue baptized by time, mottled and heavy.

Familiarity......

That's not right, how could I feel familiar with Dani? All the kids were afraid of Dani, they were afraid to see her.

When he wanted to say something, a disturbance in the air choked all his words.

......

Zoya sat quietly, she had always wanted to be a true Northlander. She loved Bran, she liked Dani, the security, the freedom, and the strength they brought to keep it all going.

She could have gone further, but there was always something she couldn't let go of, something she couldn't forget.

None of this matters anymore. The home here, the people here, don't remember her anymore. I don't remember her voice anymore, I don't want to talk about her past, they sent her out a long time ago, didn't they?

They're afraid of me, and—hate me......

There's nothing left to be nostalgic about......

Some invisible shackles on his body began to break, and the restrained power was released. Her hair danced gently in the air, accompanied by the sound of bones in her body, and her momentum slowly grew.

A whisper echoed in the study, firm and unquestionable—I am Zoya from the Northlands!

She got up and walked out, oblivious to everything around her. There were no more familiar people here, everything was familiar, and she couldn't even remember why she was here.

All she knew was that her trial was complete, and she could safely return to Northland, to Dani, to her people.

Bran told her: there are gains and losses. While gaining power, you will also lose a lot, and even lose more than you gain.

But what if you forget, if you forget what you had, what you lost. What if all I remember was that I was Zoya from the Northlands?

Magic doesn't come out of nowhere, it just responds to our expectations and accelerates certain processes.

Like a butterfly that flies out of its cocoon, Zoya discarded the past, forgot the past, flapped her wings, and began to struggle towards the sky.

......

With Zoya gone, Niels' mansion began to get busy. People began to pack their bags and prepare the necessary supplies for the journey.

The movement quickly attracted people's attention, and the news that the Niels family had been ordered to return to their fiefdom and that they were not allowed to go out was leaked.

Some people were envious, some people sneered, and Northland City finally stretched out its hand here. Whether it is reward or punishment, Northland City is disposing of a nobleman here as the master.

A discerning person can see that Northland wants to keep the Nils family. Since it was the Northland City that ordered them to return to their fiefdoms, it also meant recognition. At the same time, it was also a warning, not only to the Niels family, but also to other nobles who had nothing to do.

Nils sighed and left the royal capital, no matter how attached he was, he would not dare to disobey the will of the Northland. He even regretted his timidity, if he had pretended that the other party was his daughter and put on a loving father's appearance, would everything be different?

It's just that the voice that suddenly became majestic was really frightening and irresistible.

"Dolma, is that really your sister?"

"No, not anymore......"

......

The world is in turmoil, and it is not only the Niels family who sighs, but also the missions that have arrived in Northland City now. The people of the Northland are very busy right now, and they have no time to take care of a bunch of waste.

Northland is also busy, with a lot of construction going on all the time, and it's a long way off when it will be completed. The current city lord, Dani, is too young in the eyes of these outsiders. If it were Bran, out of respect for power, they would still pretend. In the face of Dani, they don't even have an interest in talking. It's just a routine greeting, briefing, and request to convey the message.

Dany truthfully conveyed their intentions to the castle and to Adam. Adam, who was extremely bored, immediately became interested, so he impatiently packed up and came to the Northland.

......

Among the visitors, the only one who was respectful was the old scholar - Buzz. Unlike those missions that were troubled by state affairs, he acted simply. He sent the gifts he brought directly to the city government without any reservations, including the charts and other materials he stole out.

He knew the way the Northlanders behaved, and the more straightforward he was, the easier it was to win their favor. And whether the purpose of his trip can be achieved is all in the thoughts of the great wizard.

For him now, everything is to do his best and obey the destiny of God. Where Bran is at the moment, no one knows. After tossing the royal capital of Anya, he lost his news.

He only wished he could see Bran before the fire of his life was completely extinguished.

The environment in Northland is very special, and perhaps in the eyes of others, it seems humble and hectic. Except for the city hall, there are no buildings that can be used, but he can see the difference in the subtleties.

Every plant and tree in the city is stronger than in other places, and the corresponding mosquitoes and birds are more energetic. Something has permeated every part of the place, and is beginning to affect all living beings here.

Out of long-standing habit, he began to try to probe the source and the edge of influence. The sphere of influence is not circular as he initially speculated, but is demarcated by the daily activities of the inhabitants.

He felt that it was a huge pasture, and the owner was somehow trying to fatten the herd. Wizards, mortals, all kinds of people, etc., are gathered here, and unknowingly become someone's experiments.

Buzz shuddered, but at the same time saw hope for his eternal life. He may be the experimental object he needs, an experimental object that is willing to cooperate with him.