Wizards of the North

"If this is just a dream, when did everything start? How did I get in here?" The 7-year-old Bran stood near the castle gate, thinking about the illusion, truth and falsity of this world. The problem.

Dreams are not self-consistent. As long as you discover more, you may be able to wake up. This has almost become an obsession. Bran carefully closed himself up, observing and testing his surroundings.

When the 4 son of Bran was born, everyone in the family expressed joy from the heart, but as time passed, Bran removed the loud cries he had made at birth, and then began to be silent. He didn't cry, but was quiet, it seemed that this child was born dumb.

If it weren't for Bran who still had the correct response to the sound, he would probably have only one end, drowning in a basin, and then discarded in the family cemetery as he died.

The crying child has milk to eat, and Bran’s various performances have also played this effect, and he has gained more care from his mother. Even with the birth of his sister Xi Rui three years later, this love still hasn't diminished, and it has gradually developed in the direction of pampering. However, the mother's doting cannot reverse the appearance of certain rumors. The 4 sons of the Duke of Wincher Hill are idiots and have long been spread inside and outside the castle.

"I just want to find a way back." Bran said in his heart: "You are idiots. You are just the embodiment of nothingness in your dreams. You are nothing."

At this time, Bran looked out of tune with his surrounding brothers and sisters, he was clean and neat that other children didn't. Although he is a mute from his brothers and sisters and an idiot in private rumors inside and outside the castle, no one can deny that he is a clean child.

The eldest brother Adam and the second brother Aiqi held training wooden swords, and gestured to each other not far away. The third sister Lily stood beside Bran holding his hand, muttering the idiot Bran, complaining that her parents placed this kind of caregiving responsibility on her...

The Duke of Wincher Hill and his wife stood on the second floor of the attic, watching all this with a smile, but when their eyes fell on the 4th Bran, there was a little more worry.

To any outsider, this is a warm picture. But for Bran who fell into it, it was barbaric, dirty and lacking order. The tall castle, the heavy city wall, the round-robed servants and the barbaric knights all did not bring Bran any sense of security, but made him fall into deeper despair.

With a long horn, Branla returned to reality. Then the gate of the castle was opened, and a team of knights entered on horseback. One of the knight's prey behind the saddle attracted his attention. It was a lynx whose tortoiseshell fur instantly overlapped with the image deep in his memory. It was a cat raised before entering this dream. The tortoiseshell fur is regarded as ugly in many people's eyes, but in many cases people's emotions are like this, and it has nothing to do with the beauty and ugliness in the eyes of others.

Bran broke away from the third sister's hand and ran towards the knight. The third sister's scream failed to stop Bran's footsteps, and the eldest and second brothers who were attracted by the third sister's screams also threw down the wooden sword and started chasing. The instinct of family affection wants them to stop the stupid behavior of this idiot brother.

The children's commotion did not attract the knight's attention. He stopped the horse in front of the attic, jumped off the horse, and greeted the duke and his wife. At the Duke's motion, the knight noticed the children running over.

The knight asked loudly, "What's the matter? Children"

"Please give it to me" Bran pointed to the Bobcats and asked eagerly. A simple word shocked everyone. This kind of consternation made almost everyone stand up on the spot.

Yes, almost. If not counting the duke couple.

The Duchess staggered and ran down, hugging Bran in her arms. The Duke who followed, squeezed the hilt of the sword firmly, betraying his excitement at this time. Everyone thought Bran was a dumb and idiot. When he was 7 years old, in the courtyard of the castle, he uttered his first clear and complete words in this world.