Chapter 267: Shadow

Chapter 267: Shadow

After hearing Bran’s explanation and conclusion, Lily pursed her lips. “Maybe there’s also danger approaching that you don’t want to talk about.”

Bran shook his head. “That’s its danger, not ours. For us, this might be the best of times. This Continent needs us. It urgently needs to recover, it urgently needs more help. For this, it has provided many conveniences and advanced many payments.

And it will advance even more, letting the Little Wizards of the Northlands seize the opportunity. As long as we connect to the Sea of Magic, then danger is nothing to us. From the moment we connect to the Sea of Magic, our dependence on the environment becomes optional.”

“You want to run?” Lily raised an eyebrow.

“If we can’t win, of course we run.” Bran shook his head with a careless look. “Don’t glare at me, it’s all just my wild thoughts. Let’s not argue over these things that might be true or false. Just take it as me talking nonsense, you can just listen.”

Faced with Bran’s rogue-like attitude, Lily felt somewhat helpless. “If it’s true, what are you planning to do?”

Bran grinned. “Let’s talk about it when real danger appears. Thinking too much is useless.”

“How is it useless?”

“Where is the danger coming from? In what form will it arrive? We don’t even know these things, so how can we prepare? So, take care of yourself and go do what you need to do.

And no matter where the danger comes from, which direction do you think we should guard against?”

“The north, the direction our ancestors came from.”

Bran clapped his hands and laughed heartlessly. “As for the other directions, naturally others will be unlucky first, so we really don’t need to be nervous.

What’s important is the Sea of Magic. To it, what is this Continent under our feet? So, I plan to make the World my home, I won’t be limited by the gains and losses of this place.

Besides, we fight and kill in this tiny place. What is the outside world like? Perhaps the danger we talk about actually comes with friendly, peaceful intentions. Maybe by the time I die of old age, the danger still won’t have shown its Shadow.”

Faced with Bran’s teasing, Lily simply replied with one word: “Go!”

Looking at her brother’s uncaring appearance, Lily felt that everything had already begun. What Bran mentioned, that Monster that came with the ocean current, was perhaps an omen. But just as Bran said, not even knowing what the danger is, there is simply no way to prepare.

And Bran had already stated the method: let the Little Wizards of the Northlands seize the opportunity and touch the Sea of Magic as soon as possible.

Lily believed that if the danger truly exceeded expectations, then Bran would definitely run. But she did not want to run, because this was her home. And as long as she did not run, Bran might stay.

Standing atop the High Tower, Lily suddenly felt Bran was right. What those Dragon Riders, those Anya People did was not important. The outcome was already decided, just like how Bran stole the Monster’s thing from the Lonely Island, but the ones who bore the anger and damage were the Dragon Riders.

Bran seemed to generously let everyone go, but actually he did not. He only needed to let things be, only needed to ignore these people’s situations…

…

While Eileen and Aiman were still peeking at the High Tower, Zoya arrived by their side.

“He still refuses to see me?” Eileen asked.

“I didn’t ask?” Zoya glanced at her. “And that’s not something I should ask.”

Eileen was speechless. After a long while, she said, “Do me a favor. The Dragon Riders’ situation is very bad right now.”

Zoya gestured and led Eileen away from the noisy crowd, walking outward.

“I asked Bran. He said that Monster should have left with the ocean current, and it’s unlikely to return.”

“Bran angered that Monster, right?”

“Bran stole its thing. If you truly want to seek his help, you can write down your experiences in detail, what abilities that Monster had. He might give you some advice.”

“Is that all?” Eileen was disappointed, but Zoya’s next words made her tense up.

“Bran said whether he angered the Monster or not isn’t important. That Monster most likely was heading for the Archipelago. If he hadn’t fought with the Monster beforehand, your losses would have been much greater.

And this is just the beginning. Perhaps other Monsters will appear where you are.”

“He’s not just shirking responsibility, is he?”

Zoya couldn’t help but chuckle. “What responsibility does he have towards you?”

Faced with the question, Eileen suppressed her embarrassment and asked, “How long until the Monster appears again?”

“Bran isn’t sure either. The understanding of time is completely different between the two sides. Perhaps our ten or eight years is just a brief moment to them. So, if we’re lucky, we won’t encounter them again in our lifetime.”

“And if we’re unlucky?”

Zoya imitated Bran’s heartless manner. “Your home has already been struck by disaster.”

Eileen felt a wave of suffocation and still asked unwillingly, “That’s all?”

“That’s all.”

…

The wedding was really lively for several days. In the festive atmosphere, the Northlands fully expressed their goodwill. So when the wedding ended, many people also left in a hurry, filled with joy and satisfaction. The dark cloud hanging over their hearts seemed to disperse along with the departing crowd.

Although most people had already left, a small number still stayed behind. Among them were Bran’s clansmen and also some outsiders.

Those outsiders, with various purposes and missions, began making all sorts of preparations to lay dormant in this city. But before they were ready, a piece of news spread.

The Dragon Riders were attacked by an unknown Monster, and this was just a prelude. Later, they might face even larger-scale attacks.

Many wanted to get an answer from Bran’s mouth, but Bran remained silent.

Bran explained to his family with a smile, “Only a fool would guarantee something with no basis. If it really happens, we have already warned them; if it doesn’t happen, this is just the Dragon Riders spreading rumors.”