Chapter 94: Move by the wind

In the evening two days later, as soon as Bran entered the restaurant, he saw Isa’s wife and his daughter. At this time the little girl was smiling at him across the dining table, and Bran looked at the kitchen knife and iron hook at the little girl's feet and smiled happily.
He beckoned to the little girl, and the little girl ran over happily: "You didn't tell me your name last time."
"Angie."
"Miss me?"
"Yes! I still want to hear stories."
Bran decided to tease the little girl: "Look, your mother has a resounding name "Chong Axe". In fact, we all know that it is not her real name. It's just that after so many years, everyone now includes your mother. Everyone only recognizes the name "Heavy Axe." Then we should also build a resounding name from childhood, right?"
The little girl nodded her head with approval and yearning, and said in a loud voice: "Yes!"
Bran looked at the expectant look in the little girl's eyes and said, "How about the name of the chef?"
"Okay! I'll call the chef from now on." An Ji looked determined and excited.
Bran patted the little the head, which seemed a little funny. A little boy patted the head of a little girl who was taller and stronger than himself. Although Bran has grown significantly taller recently, it’s just that the original foundation is relatively thin, so it will take some time to catch up with his peers, not to mention Angie, who is 2 years older than him.
"I have eaten in the past, and I can come to the villa when I have time."
"Ok."
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This winter is destined to be very lively, and the return of the fairies has spread throughout the north. The top figures in the Northland began to gather in the castle. After the winter in previous years, many people would go back to their home site Maodong, and this year they would die in the castle.
People who came over gradually filled the castle. Many of them were underage children, so the children’s laughter and clamor echoed everywhere in the castle during the day. The little fairies also began to show their bodies occasionally and play with the group of children.
A few old fairies also came to the castle, and decided to create a story that was well-known for the ages, and that could make the fairies and the Northland sing for generations. Then Bran discovered a speechless truth, and the group of old fairies yelled no less than the people in the north.
Bran's current situation is a bit stubborn. Although he has completed the trial and should be regarded as an adult according to tradition, the people in the castle are obviously not ready to treat him as an adult. Even if no one dares to ignore or provoke him now, he still belongs to the group of children. Bran doesn't like this kind of treatment, and Bran, who is used to being alone, doesn't like too noisy environments, so he hides in the villa most of the time, constantly polishing himself.
Initially, the fairies did not expect to unite with the northerners again. They only observed Bran and found that he was very friendly to the fairies. As a result, the fairies activated Bran's magic, hoping that the little wizard could reciprocate and help them place some fairies.
It's just that Bran's heart is bigger than they thought. He believes that the magic power released by the Northlanders is only degraded, not completely disappeared. Like some muscles that are not commonly used, as long as they are deliberately guided and trained, they will always restore some athletic ability. When spending a few days with his cousin in the Mogu Forest, Bran verified some of his ideas when they were not very alert.
After Bran returned to the castle, he tried to construct a magical environment, which speeded up the process by accident. Before he knew it, Bran treated everyone as an experimental mouse. Fortunately, the experiment was very successful.
The main reason why the fairy and the northerners could not resume communication was that the northerners had lost the ability to release magic power. And without the exogenous magic power, the fairy can't activate the exogenous magic power to further activate the magic activity of the northern people. Now that we have this foundation again, everyone can play together happily again.
Bran knew that his mission was over and his role as a bridge was over. This can be seen from the fact that no one takes care of him now. He was sitting in the patio at the moment, pulling Dani, lamenting that people's hearts are not old and the world is getting worse.
Under the instructions of the old fairy, the little fairies around Bran left him one by one, and now only the two whisperers were left in Bran's magic net. As for how to establish a closer relationship with the Northland, the old fairy and the people in the castle are planning. The mother temporarily broke with her father as the representative of the Western Territory. What makes Bran feel gratified is that the two parents have not yet staged a full martial arts.
Whispering appeared in front of Bran and handed Bran a tree seed with a smile on his face. Bran subconsciously received it, and just wanted to be a melon seed, he was brutally stopped by the old goblin.
"This seed can grow into a towering tree."
"Well, what then?"
"You can plant it in the patio."
Bran said angrily: "This is my home, not yours."
The whisper was not a little embarrassing: "It is our common home."
"Who will live here?"
"I."
"Hey, then this is not your home, but your eternal sleep."
"Do you see it?"
"Yes, you are too weak."
After a moment of silence, Bran suddenly asked, "What is the ending of the story?"
"I will protect the vows of the fairies and northerners, and I will be an ancient tree rooted in the Bran Mountain Villa in front of the castle."
Bran smiled, "Looking at my name in the legend, let you enjoy your old age here."
Following the words, Bran threw the seed to the center of the patio. Then, while Bran was stunned, the seeds germinated and took root at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly grew into a small tree. Then the whisper flew into the tree and disappeared, the small tree began to grow suddenly, and in a blink of an eye the trunk extended out of the patio, and then opened its branches like an umbrella.
"Hey, come out first, how did you do this?"
"Our fairies are not as useless as you think."
"Bring it, if it is so powerful, the homes in the Mogu Forest will not shrink. To be honest, what is going on?"
"One of the ancient trees, we turned it back into a seed, and this seed contains most of its vitality."
"It always feels like you have taken a fancy to the meteorite fragments in the villa."
"It's a borrowed light, you put it here as well."
Bran smiled bitterly and said: "I regret it, you are really not borrowing, you are stealing half of the master's rights."
Stretching out from the ancient tree, Bran felt that the villa had swallowed an indigestible foreign body, and the magic power started to run jerky. But he didn't want to interfere with the growth of the ancient tree, so he suppressed the magical fluctuations in the villa and avoided the magical collision with the ancient tree.
The whisper fell on Bran’s shoulder, leaned against his neck, and smiled: "It's too late to regret now."
"No regrets, firewood will burn in the future." Bran joked.
"Put your hand on the tree trunk and experience it slowly."
Bran obediently put his hand on the trunk, and the world beside him disappeared. A huge tree composed of countless magical stars occupies his entire spiritual world. Several huge star clusters are arranged in sequence to form the backbone of the tree. Numerous light spots surround them and form the shape of the tree. Magic power is flooded in these light spots, becoming skins, leaves...
Bran slowly understood and learned. The tree in the spiritual world began to shrink. The entire villa was centered on the tree and gradually integrated into his spiritual world, and began to merge with this big tree, and countless stars gradually covered the entire manor.
Bran, who withdrew from the spiritual world, felt that he was also composed of countless stars. When he looked at the flowers around him, he could even see the endless light radiating from the black cat. He took a deep breath and whispered to himself: "Interesting experience."