Chapter 159: Fighting Spirit

Chapter 159: Fighting Spirit

The ice and snow melted, making the roads muddy. Ancient Tree played the game of stepping in mud puddles every day and never got tired of it. It was just a shame his feet were a bit big, so finding a mud puddle of the right size was not easy. For this, Ancient Tree took matters into his own hands and smashed out several large pits in the square in front of the door.

Facing the puddles, Huahua left Ancient Tree without any hesitation and curled up on Bran’s lap again, keeping him company as he thought about the future, occasionally making purring sounds like sleep talk.

Noticing Bran’s somewhat low spirits, Danny had also been staying by his side most of the time these past few days.

“Thinking about your Sister?”

“No, thinking about us.”

“Us?”

“Mhm, it’s been almost a year since we left. It seems we’ve done a lot, but it also feels like we’ve done nothing. Look at this city, everything is still a mess.

Who knows when it will become neat and orderly.”

Danny, sitting beside him, smiled. “With your abilities, it should be quick if you helped with the building, right?”

“Mhm.”

“Why not then?”

“There are too many reasons. I want this city to be diverse; I think only by putting in sweat and hard work can people cherish this city.”

Bran smiled at his own words. “Also because, I can’t be bothered with these things.

I am different from those ordinary City Lords. They need wealth, Knights, they need legal systems, organizations, facilities, and everything else to strengthen their rule and grow their power.

I don’t need that. I am a Wizard, my power comes from Mana. Mundane matters don’t have much effect on my strength, so I just can’t find interest in them.”

“What, having regrets?”

“Mhm, do you want to manage this city?”

“No.”

Bran gestured towards the Training Ground direction. “Are they satisfied?”

“Quite satisfied. When we first set out, no one thought we would take such a large place.”

“Don’t they have any ideas?” Bran was somewhat troubled.

Danny answered firmly, “No. What’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing, just thinking about making some arrangements in advance.”

“What arrangements?”

“For example, giving this city to you. If you want it, I will try my best to arrange everything that follows.”

“You want to leave here?”

“Mhm, sooner or later.”

“We said we would share life and death. And what about them?”

“Of course, they stay here. Their initial purpose was to follow us to establish a home. Now a home is here, they need to live and grow here, and then completely occupy this place. Actually, their task is even more difficult.”

Danny pointed at Huahua in Bran’s arms, then pointed at Ancient Tree stepping in puddles outside the door. “You also need someone by your side. Even though they are very strong, you always need someone to talk to, even if they just stay near you.”

After thinking, Danny decided to avoid the topic of who should be City Lord. “You must have a plan, right?”

“Mhm, a rough idea. I want to leave this place to the Fairies. Their long lives and dependence on their living environment make them a good choice to entrust this place to.

With the help of the Fairies, our people can also easily take over here.”

…

Zoya, who had quietly moved closer, interrupted Bran’s talk. He waved at Zoya. “What is it?”

“I heard Eileen is coming with their Wizard team?”

“Yes.”

“Does she know I’m here?”

“No, you can give her a surprise.”

“Definitely!” Zoya rested her hand on her sword hilt.

Seeing this action, Bran decided to give a reminder. “If Eileen successfully completes the inheritance ceremony, you might not be her match yet.”

Zoya snorted proudly and said, “I am a Wizard!”

“I know, you are a Wizard, and your potential is also higher than Eileen’s.” Bran thought about it and decided it was better to be clear now. “But you’ve been a Wizard for too short a time, you still need to learn, so it’s still hard for you to beat her right now.”

He thought this would discourage her, but Bran found that Zoya instead seemed fired up with fighting spirit.

“Great!” Seeing Bran’s confusion, Zoya continued. “I just need an opponent like that. You know, the Arena doesn’t help me improve anymore, and I’m also far behind the people here. I need a suitable opponent.

What I pursue is strength, not victory or defeat!”

Well done! Bran couldn’t help but cheer for her in his heart.

I can’t even compare to a young girl, I actually got scared by my Sister.

Having an opponent is good! Very good!