Chapter 183: Faint Light

Chapter 183: Faint Light

Bran felt himself being tightly picked up. Accompanied by a sound of silvery laughter, he began to spin. As he spun, Bran couldn’t help but shake his head.

He was somewhat confused. That was not her power , not the power contained within Lily herself. In that instant, the will of this world seemed to have awakened, tearing through his World to protect Lily. It was like a sleeping person, subconsciously turning over after being bitten by a mosquito, swatting out a hand. In that dazed state, it had embraced its beloved thing and fallen asleep again.

The Fairy had once said that Lily was the darling of the world. He hadn’t taken it seriously at all back then, thinking it was just a metaphor, a slightly exaggerated statement. Now Bran was beginning to understand a little.

That hit was quite heavy. Bran’s senses were a mess. Countless noise points, like snowflakes, filled his world, but he could not voice his suffering.

This beating was so undeserved! And the party involved – Lily – had no idea what had just happened.

Huahua’s gaze fixed on Lily’s neck, as if she wanted to do something? But seeing Bran’s smiling face, the slightly extended sharp claws quietly retracted.

The Little Wizards below the wall began to get excited. They had already guessed who had come. But Bran was not in the habit of showing himself in public, so his figure never appeared on the city wall.

Huahua appeared on the battlement, looking down at the Little Wizards. This excited the Little Wizards, but also made them feel very regretful, so they couldn’t help but let out a collective sigh.

This obviously displeased Huahua. Shadows rose behind her small body, then expanded and solidified. A stern feeling suddenly became prominent, and a pressure also enveloped the Little Wizards. Those amber-like eyes shone brightly, looking down on everyone as if they were worthless.

A chill rose from deep within their hearts and spread outward. The Little Wizards gradually became covered in goosebumps. The raised skin rubbed against their clothes, their bodies began to feel rough and stiff. They started to fear, to believe all the rumors about this Black Cat.

It was rumored that Huahua was Grand Sorcerer Bran’s true reliance.

Lily paid no attention to the bullied Little Wizards. Letting these arrogant but incompetent guys get a little more lesson would make them easier to discipline later.

She cared more about everything concerning Bran.

She pointed at the Shadows fluttering around Bran. “What’s this?”

“They started as Souls. Now I don’t really know what they should be considered. Consider them containers, because they can carry a certain kind of Mana, even accept part of my consciousness. But not entirely, they still retain some echoes of the past, still act according to some habits from their previous lives.”

“Can’t you organize them more carefully?” Lily looked Bran up and down, eyeing the flies, mosquitoes, and other strange flying Shadows fluttering around him, seeming a bit annoyed.

“I already have.”

The siblings were obviously not on the same wavelength. So Lily thumped Bran’s head. “I’m talking about their appearance!”

Was she getting bolder? Bran blinked. After returning from the Trial, the intuitively sharp Lily had not dared to use such violent methods much. Looking at that slightly challenging expression and her impatient eagerness, he could only sigh inwardly. I’ll endure it!

However, he also realized what Lily meant. So the insect Shadows around him began to merge and reorganize, turning them all into uniformly shaped butterflies. She should be satisfied now. He knew Lily preferred flashy flying insects like butterflies.

As the change finished, Lily nodded with satisfaction. “Why did you come here?”

“I need some materials.”

“What materials?”

“Souls. Human Souls, or the Souls of creatures with relatively high intelligence.”

“Then you really came to the right place. Let’s go somewhere else to talk. But you should at least meet our Little Wizards first, can’t let them be too disappointed.” Lily smiled, casually flipping back Bran’s hood and pulling him by force to the front of the battlement.

As Bran approached, the strange phenomena around Huahua gradually faded. When Lily and Bran appeared together on the wall top, the Little Wizards let out a cheer, instantly forgetting the bullying they had just suffered.

At dawn, rumors began spreading in the Western Territory that Grand Sorcerer Bran had arrived, and the cheers last night were for that.

Bran was now surrounded by his brothers and sisters, being asked all sorts of questions. It was a gathering of peers. Dia and others had also gathered around. Many unfamiliar faces he had only heard of but never seen also appeared here.

Bran was very uncomfortable with this situation, especially with everyone’s enthusiasm. If not for Huahua lying in his arms giving him some courage, he would have probably found an excuse to disappear long ago. He gritted his teeth and answered everyone’s inquiries, then found a chance to steer the topic towards marriage.

He was still too young for marriage, so on this topic, Bran could finally sit back and watch the drama peacefully. But fate had other plans. His younger sister Xirui seized the opportunity, came close, and reached out to grab Huahua’s tail…

…

Eileen and Zoya sat until dawn. The dew had soaked their thin clothes. The cold transmitted through their skin slowly woke them both. Zoya heard Eileen whisper to herself, “We have to fight for it.”

So she also replied, sort of answering and sort of not, “Yes, we have to fight for it.”

With these words, the two stood up one after another and walked firmly towards the mansion. They needed to learn. They needed to learn from Danny. They needed to learn her confidence, her composure, and learn the demeanor a mistress should have, starting from every meal.

They should have noticed it earlier. Bran sat in the seat of the master, and Danny sat right beside him, in that seat of the mistress. Unshakable, inviolable. But they still had to fight for it…

…

Shajia didn’t originally want to talk too much. But once she started, she couldn’t stop herself. Her nostalgia, her confusion, her bitterness, and many grievances and regrets. She had too much she needed to tell. This short night was far from enough. At dawn, she actually felt a bit of reluctance.

A huge leaf fell into her hand. “Bran told me that when someone completes work beyond their duty, they must be paid. But your story isn’t finished, so this is payment, and also a deposit. When I’m free, I’ll come again to hear your story.”

After saying this, accompanied by heavy footsteps, the Ancient Tree swayed and walked away.

Shajia stared blankly at the leaf in her hand. First, a bitter, puzzled smile appeared, but after fiddling with it a few times, she discovered something strange. The tips of her hair lifted slightly, then stabbed at the leaf, but couldn’t cause any damage.

It seems she had found a treasure! She carefully placed the leaf over her chest, hiding it close to her body.

…

Outside the Western Territory, the war had also ended. Under the morning light, insect sounds were sparse, human voices were sparse. The moment the sunlight touched the earth, both sides stopped moving as if by prior agreement.

The sunlight melted the despair of the night. They began to enjoy this hard-won warmth. Survivors of a disaster, the courage on both sides was already spent.

The grass swayed like waves. The Insect Swarm gradually moved away. The Demon Clan also stumbled back. Neither side looked back, and both forgot some important things. The Insect Swarm did not choose to feed under the control of instinct. The Demon Clan forgot to collect the bodies of their fallen comrades. They left everything discarded here.

Vultures began circling in the sky. Jackals whimpered in the distance. Their feast had begun.

And the two sides of the conflict were left with only one thought: It’s over! It’s finally over!

While both sides tried to lick their wounds and cling to life, in the distance beyond their sight, the main army of the Demon Clan was winding its way here.