Chapter 327: Helpless

Chapter 327: Helpless

Dia and the others did not think about going back so soon, even though the advice Bran conveyed through Zoya was well-intentioned.

Dia understood why Bran did not speak to them personally. Being their cousin gave him certain natural advantages, but it also made him less confident when speaking. If they acted like older sisters, Bran could only accept it.

The Northlands were thriving internally, and interactions among the clans became more frequent. The resulting turbulence was continuous. Some messages, whether true or exaggerated, made the youths yearn more for the outside world. Through word of mouth, the youths’ strange and fanciful ideas kept spreading.

The youths believed they had grown up and were eager to go out and see the world. The elders thought they were still too young and needed to wait longer. Under this conflict, incidents of running away from home gradually increased. The grasslands of the Northlands were still beautiful, but they were also full of dangers, so regrettable things happened from time to time.

As a result, the management of the youths became stricter, even spreading to those who had already become independent.

Back then, they had followed Lily in a rush out of the Western Territory. Not many had actually reached Twinwing City. After the initial excitement wore off, everything gradually became numb and dull over time. Not everyone had plans or clear goals; more people acted on impulse.

After the impulse came complaints, regrets, and self-doubt. Lily focused on the Little Wizards and mostly left the others to their own devices. But at their age, they needed guidance, so the elders took advantage of the situation again.

Bran stayed at the edge of the Northlands, watching the internal affairs coldly from the sidelines; Lily resided in Twinwing City, with no one bothering her. But the young people hoped the two would step forward and lead them to do something great, rather than letting the elders regain control over everything.

And her father, Vincent, was like a lingering ghost, appearing suddenly before them at any moment. First, outside the Western Territory, he caught up with them like a shadow. Then, in a fit of anger, they ran to Silverpine Town. This allowed the sisters to enjoy a relaxed and happy period, but unfortunately, it did not last long.

After sorting out various matters in the Western Territory, Vincent appeared again in Silverpine Town. During that time, Dia felt that everyone was laughing at her, and any smiling gaze made her feel guilty.

During that time, Bran became her emotional support. The Dia sisters recalled how Bran ignored the stares around him, but unfortunately, they could not learn from him. So they sent a letter to Lily for advice. Lily told them, “My brother has his own world in his heart, and he mostly lives there.”

His own world? But what kind of world could a person have? They could not imagine it, nor could they achieve it, so they continued to live in tension and fear.

Vincent’s arrival made the previously relaxed atmosphere disappear, and work was assigned one task after another. Whether the young people around them were convinced or not, they began to understand the gap between them through comparison.

When they had not personally experienced or participated, they thought that coordinating and directing just meant sitting there and having people run errands. But when they gathered together, chaos became the norm. This made them recognize the situation, so they obediently followed orders one by one. Those who truly wanted to rebel were probably only the sisters.

After Twinwing City stabilized, the sisters eagerly escaped there, but their father, who had just organized Silverpine Town, followed them again. This time, however, he had nothing to do, because a group of Demon Clan slaves managed Twinwing City in perfect order.

When their father first arrived at Twinwing City, he stood outside the city for a long time, not daring to approach. And when Dia went to greet him, she felt quite happy seeing his stunned expression.

Although he had heard about it before, her father refused to believe that this was the result of Bran and Lily’s playful work over a few days. Looking at the High Tower before him, her father sighed repeatedly those days, saying that the walls of the Western Territory were too short and too old. He regretted not keeping Bran in the Western Territory and complained that Bran cared too little for family bonds.

He also said that he had saved Bran’s life, and he had often beaten his own children when Bran was bullied. How could Bran forget that?

As her father complained, Dia and the others once again felt the taste of embarrassment.

Whether Bran forgot or not, Dia did not know, but she would not forget. Some things still made her angry when she thought about them, and the physical pain from childhood resurfaced. Some things could never be forgotten, especially since many of the beatings were actually undeserved.

Her father met Kehan here. Even with his hatred for the Demon Clan, he had to acknowledge this person’s abilities. There was nothing here for him to interfere with; everything was even better than he had imagined. But this did not make him happy; instead, it made him feel frustrated.

What her father found most unacceptable was that these Demon Clan members still maintained an army. Her father believed that since they had returned here, their weapons and armor should be confiscated and stored. Being wary of the Demon Clan had become an instinct; in his eyes, they were always prey to be killed.

But this was Twinwing City, a place he could find no fault with, a place where his strength was useless. Lily still affectionately called him uncle and even hugged him proactively like she did when she was a child. Lily took Vincent on a tour of the city, explaining how these buildings were formed, which ideas were hers, and which were Bran’s suggestions. Occasionally, she would pull Vincent over to explain the stories hidden in certain patterns.

Vincent arrived excitedly and then left in disappointment, and Dia and the others finally gained a sanctuary. But the matter was not over; their father remained a lingering shadow in their hearts.

It was only when Lily’s parents arrived at Silverpine Town and sent Vincent back to the Western Territory that the sisters finally breathed a sigh of relief. Life in Twinwing City was rather boring. The Demon Clan members were too submissive, and many things did not even need to be ordered. There was not much for them to do, so everything returned to how it was before, and they began to hone their combat skills again.

Life in Twinwing City was relaxed and pleasant, but they felt empty. This was not the life they wanted. They needed adventure, excitement, and fame after achieving great deeds.

Their power kept growing, and that feeling was good. But having no place to use their strength gradually became their greatest regret.

As time passed, more clan members arrived in Twinwing City. Work gradually became scarce, and even symbolic patrols became a target for everyone to fight over.

As long as there was something to do, as long as they could vent their abundant energy, scenes of competition would arise. And competition itself was a way for them to vent.

All the dangerous and fun things around them were taken by the Wizards, which made them more and more dissatisfied. They needed to find a new path, one that could truly showcase their own strength.

But their Clan Leader “Lady” — Lily — strictly controlled them. They needed someone to speak up for them…