Chapter 23: Bran Hill

Aisa stood at the gate of Bran’s manor. Under the reflection of the rising sun, he saw several crooked golden characters "Bran Mountain Villa" on the plaque above the gate of the manor, and a row of small letters on the side of Bran. There are two huge bobcat statues squatting on both sides of the gate, which is quite contemplative. The door opened, and a few meters away inside the door, a smooth shadow wall blocked all prying eyes.
Aisha thought that after only a few days of work, the entrance of the manor had changed. This child was really capable of tossing.
Going around the shadow wall at the door, Isa found a set of round stone tables behind the shadow wall. Bran was sitting on the stone bench with a two-handed sword on the table. This made Aisa not only excited, and asked: "Done?"
Bran nodded and said, "Try it."
Aisa waved a few times, it seemed that there was a feeling of blood connection, there was no discomfort of using a new weapon, as if this weapon had been with him for many years and had already become a part of his body.
Raising the sword and looking at it, I found that the body of the sword seemed to be covered with thin fish scales, layered on top of one another, wrapping the body of the sword. Aisa's gaze began to move along with the scales on the sword, from the blade to the tip of the sword, so the scales seemed to come alive, and circled with the gaze, like a strange python getting tighter and tighter, and finally the python body For the sword, the python head as the handle. When the illusion disappeared, Aisa holding the sword felt his tongue dry, and Bran had left without knowing when.
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In the attic at the top of the villa, Dany and Bran sat in front of the window and looked at Isa in a daze. Dani asked curiously: "What happened to him?"
Bran pursed his lips: "Beautiful, daydreaming."
Danny is speechless...
Bran continued: "My abilities seem to have changed a bit, and I can't tell you clearly. But it doesn't make sense. By the way, Danny, last time you caught a snake for me to play with, what happened to that snake?"
"have eaten."
"You pay me one more."
"Are you embarrassed! You ate a lot last time. And what do you mean? You suggested to eat it with roasting. Besides, this winter, where can I catch it?"
Bran was actually a little frightened, he just wanted to relax by talking. Suddenly this morning, he was on a whim, picked up the materials and completed the production naturally, without any hesitation, any extra thoughts, as if he was just a bystander, a manipulated puppet.
He actually wanted to call Aisa to finish the job together. Experiment and adjust according to Isa's hand shape, habits, etc.
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In the afternoon, Bran and Dany went to the warehouse together, and Bu said to Danni facing the materials in front of him: "This is what is left after making weapons for Aisa. How do you feel when facing these materials?"
Dani touched Bran's head and muttered softly, "Don't burn it."
Bran's face is black...
"Everything is anim, have you heard of it?"
"I've heard that the old people of the tribe and Shaman said so."
"Do you believe it?"
"Believe."
"Why believe?"
"Before the coming-of-age ceremony, I heard the call. After entering the wasteland of trial, I can feel that wasteland is alive, with my own breathing."
Looking at Danny's serious expression, Bran felt a layer of goose bumps on his body. What does the living wasteland mean? Bran has always believed that the coming-of-age ceremony is like the law of animal survival, leaving the strong and giving up the weak. But it seems that things are not what he imagined.
Dany doesn't lie. She seems to have overlooked many things. I accept the magical reality of this world, but still stubbornly treat some legends as legends, thinking of Bran for a while.
Seeing Bran enter the daze mode again, Dany left consciously.
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Before dinner, on the way to the castle, Bran held a one-handed sword in his arms. It was an afternoon work. Bran had a feeling that he was not holding a sword in his arms, but more like a living fish.
This doesn't make sense, what is magic? What happened to this world? Thinking of these questions caused Bran to lose consciousness.
Entering the castle, Bran went straight to the Duke’s study, and then found that Aisa was also there, and the big sword was lying flat on the table. Seeing Bran enter the room, Aisa's eyes were filled with awe. The Duke's gaze was very complicated, as if he wanted to show closeness, a stiff smile appeared on his face.
Bran went around the desk and motioned to the Duke to take the sword in his arms. Then asked: "How does it feel?"
The Duke took a breath: "It's alive."
Hearing the answer, Bran turned and walked outside with a look of thought. The Duke shouted behind him: "Sword?"
"Give it to you."
Just know the answer, this is not an illusion. I'm not crazy, it's the world that is crazy, Bran thought.
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For supper, the Duke ate tastelessly and glanced at Bran from time to time. Bran also looked bitter and bitter, staring at the food in front of him and thinking. This look made the younger sister sitting between him and Huahua feel very dissatisfied, so she pulled Bran's sleeve forcefully, pulling him out of contemplation. A little annoyed Bran, subconsciously turned his face to his sister, facing the eyes of little Lori, Bran's face instantly softened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The lady smiled and shook her head. Everyone knew that Bran had extraordinary patience with this sister.
Bran, who was interrupted by his thoughts, gave up thinking and interacted with his sister. The Duke who has been paying attention here took the opportunity to say: "Bran, you can also check the weapons in the family's collection at any time."
"Okay." Bran nodded.
This is the best help, and the more you see, the greater the promotion of your ability.
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On the way back to the manor, Dany asked, "What happened to you today? It feels weird."
"Nothing, some were scared."
"The courage is still so small, come and sleep with me at night."
"It's not that scared."
"What do you mean?"
"There are some things I don't understand."
"Don't think about it."
Bran squinted at Dani next to him, then changed the subject and said: "In fact, the knights in our castle are quite poor and relatively stingy."
Dani looked at Bran seriously, as if she was about to recognize him again, and then heard the words behind Bran: "The materials they sent have been carefully added for a long time, but I always feel that it is not enough."
Dani subconsciously said, "Impossible."
"Really, it won't be enough for us after doing theirs."
Then Bran's joking laughter came in his ears, and Dany was also infected by the laughter and laughed.
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"If you are afraid, you can really sleep with me."
"I am not afraid at all!"
"Well, my door is not locked, so I don't need to knock on the door at night." Ha ha...