Wizards of the North

Bran just wanted to sit quietly under the tree and occasionally help the old tree to trim the branches and leaves. He has recently become obsessed with this feeling. The old trees seem to stand boringly in place, but they have recorded all the changes. In the same place, every moment of change has been recorded for thousands of years. When the accumulation of thousands of years is shown in front of us at the same time, the contrast changes in it become profound and clear.

The feeling of infinite time unfolding in a flash is really wonderful, and it makes people addicted to it. The moment I saw it, I realized the journey of life and death. Numerous flowers and plants, withered and flourished alternately, endless cycles of life and death, so that Bran has different feelings about life and death. From the initial emotion, exclamation and heartache, to the final numbness, he became accustomed to life and death.

He has been sitting under the tree for longer and longer, and now he rarely returns to the room in the city mansion, and time has begun to become meaningless. If it weren't for something that had to be dealt with, I'm afraid his humanity would gradually wear off in the communication with the ancient tree.

Now he reluctantly left the ancient tree and set off for Sandstone City. This made him feel bad, not because of the caravan's encounter, but because someone broke his peace.

On this trip, Bran finally left Dani’s arms and rode on a young Northland horse. He and Dany took a few white wolves and snow falcons. After two days of unhurried marching, I have already approached Sandstone City.

"Why didn't you bring flowers this time?" Dany asked.

"Beware, I'm afraid this is because someone wants to transfer us. Although the old tree can guard one side, his behavior is very different from ours. He is used to standing there and watching everything. In addition, he will not leave too this time. For a long time, Huahua and I should also adapt and stay away from each other."

Said Bran smiled, "In fact, it can't be regarded as being far away. We still have a vague feeling between us. This is the way the ancient trees communicate, but I didn't understand the truth. These ancient trees seem to be silent, but in fact they are all It’s very grotesque, the connection between them is far more frequent than we thought."

"Should we deal with the caravan first?"

"You don't need to deal with it. Since it's here, I think Sandstone City is also good. Now this city is ours."

"We have no one to take over Sandstone City."

"As long as it belongs to us in name, as long as these people are fine, don't bother me. As long as my banner, you can go unimpeded in this city.

Although Dragon Knight and the royal family are really annoying, but I should thank them because they taught me something. When leaving home, all my thoughts are considered within the rules. Even in the face of the survivors living on our land, when we have absolute power, I still choose to respect the order and observe the principle of communication.

The dragon riders and the royal family are here. Although I am very cold, I still act according to the rules and the rules they set. But what about them? He didn't follow the rules set by himself. They subconsciously believe that those rules are made for others, and subconsciously believe that others should follow them. They even use this to demand us and use this to plan actions against us. They even dared to show murderous intent in front of us, as if the rules could really protect them.

The Anya are here, and the rules are also useless. Without notification, without any form of notification, he broke in. No one thinks they are wrong, it seems that only us are wrong.

I have always believed that the rules are for both parties and provide protection to both parties on the premise that both parties abide by it. This group of people enjoys everything the rules bring, but they despise the rules. Well, all right! I want to see how this group of people will choose after losing the rules. "

...

Kerr has stayed at the gate of the city these days, and the caravan's incident is related to them. As a ground cannon in a sandstone city, his energy is not small. He understands these survivors. The good deeds of Sandstone City ran to the perpetual river, and they would come into contact with these survivors during routine challenges and beatings. He looked down on these survivors, a group of cowards who were hiding in the shadows and thought they were safe.

Why do you do this? Kerr is not very clear about his true thoughts. Perhaps it was to repay the kindness of Dragon Cavalry, or perhaps to see how powerful the people of the North were. Maybe there is jealousy, a group of survivors can actually play the banner of the wizard of the North.

Bran did not expect that the cause of the incident was only a small person, and a small person gave birth to some careful thoughts at an inappropriate time. What he didn't know was that every little person was his own king. Current officials are not as good as current officials, which is probably the case. Within their own small sphere of influence, their efficiency is unimaginable. Some things just start by yourself, saving a lot of tediousness. Gradually it has become a habit, becoming indispensable within the scope of its own jurisdiction. In this way, they have formed a small network of relations, and then touched all aspects.

...

Accompanied by a few white wolves, Dany and Bran arrived at the city gate. When they were still far away, they attracted the attention of everyone nearby. Northlanders rarely appear here, and a combination of a teenager and a young female warrior has never been seen. This is the first Northland teenager to be welcomed in Sandstone City. However, most of the teenager's face is blocked by the hood, making it impossible to see clearly. This makes the onlookers look a little disappointed.

The White Wolf also appeared in the Sandstone City for the first time. Here, the White Wolf belongs to the legendary existence and is highly mysterious by various rumors. This made the gradually gathering crowd of onlookers not too close in front of the white wolf's fangs.

Kerr hid in the crowd and approached Bran carefully. When he wanted to move the package on the horse, he was surprised that his ability did not respond. Just about to step back, a thin chain wrapped around his neck like a snake. The two white wolves also rushed over at the same time, dispersing the surrounding people.

"I did nothing! You can't attack us for no reason."

Following his words, the chains tightened a little, but there was still some room left. It seemed to be affected by the words and hesitated.

"This is Sandstone City, even people from the North can't mess around here!"

But this sentence obviously caused the other party's displeasure, the chain around the neck slowly tightened, and a whisper came: "There are no more than three things."

The sound was not loud, but it covered all the surrounding noise, and the whole space was shaking with this whisper. This made the chaotic scene silent for an instant, and everyone looked at Kerr.

Kerr struggled, slowly tightening the chains, leaving him no choice. He said weakly: "I shouldn't steal your things."

"Speak louder, at least like the first two sentences." After that, the chain relaxed a lot.

Under the threat of life, Kerr could only shout: "I shouldn't steal from you!"

"Anymore?"

"Gone."

"Think about it again, you shouldn't have too many things."

The apparently teasing tone made Kerr seem ashamed. He was ashamed, "I shouldn't lie."

"Tell me, how did you steal other people's things?"

Kerr was silent, it was a secret, he didn't want to make everyone know. But the chain that had just been loosened tightened again, and he hurriedly said: "I am a wizard, and my ability is to move things."

"You are right. Even people from the North can't mess around in Sandstone City. Then I want to ask, how does Sandstone City deal with thieves. Cut hands or feet? Or more simply?"

Following this question, the atmosphere became depressed and tense.