Chapter 95: Uncle and Nephew

Chapter 95: Uncle and Nephew

This was the moment for the Fairies to display their strength. They used practical actions to tell people that Fairies possessed the means for rapid migration and establishing homes. The number of Mana crystals Bran produced was limited. In recent days, there had been several intense arguments over the distribution of these Mana crystals. Now that the Fairies timely provided a solution to the problem, this conflict would definitely ease a lot.

The giant tree that instantly grew in the Mountain Villa attracted everyone’s attention. Although people wanted to check the situation up close, Bran rudely kept them out at the second level of the Mountain Villa. This was Bran’s revenge. Since he was excluded from the decision-making circle, he didn’t mind showing a little dissatisfaction.

When someone put on the face of an elder, wanting to teach him a lesson, Bran bared his fangs in front of everyone. An uncle who popped up from nowhere first had his armor and clothes slashed open by Bran’s blade, then was shouted at: “Get lost!”

This guy who asked for trouble immediately disappeared with a red face. With such an example, the people who came after became much more cautious. But this also caused the Duke’s displeasure, so during dinner, the act of the Duke teaching his son played out again.

“Bran, that was your uncle!”

“Oh, really? But I didn’t know. It was too sudden. Let me calm down.”

The Duke’s old face reddened a bit. “Go apologize to your uncle.”

“Okay.” Then Bran roared: “Sorry, uncle. I didn’t know you were so weak. Next time I’ll go easier on you.”

In the sound waves echoing through the Castle, Bran looked at his uncle with an expression that was infuriating without needing to pay compensation — the uncle who had never looked him in the eye properly.

The Duke really felt like vomiting blood. He angrily slammed his plate, got up, and left. The Duchess also gave her son a dissatisfied glare and followed him out. However, before they could leave the dining hall, Bran vibrated the Mana within the Castle to amplify his voice, so his words clearly rang out inside and outside the entire Castle: “If you want to enter, fine, but you must at least defeat the people in the Mountain Villa to prove you have the qualification. This is the Northlands. Here, we respect the strong. So no matter who you are, you must at least show me some respect, the respect due to the strong. Otherwise, I don’t mind reminding everyone, we are Northlanders. I will obtain the respect I deserve in the Northlander way.

Starting tomorrow, the Mountain Villa is off-limits to outsiders. Whoever wants to enter, fight first. I won’t bully you. Kids can fight my sister Lily. Adults can first fight my sister’s attendant Lisha. After beating her, then look for my family’s Danny and me. If you beat us, you can naturally wander around the Mountain Villa.”

Then, he saw Lisha staring at him with her mouth wide open, dumbfounded.

After dinner, Lisha came straight to Bran. “Aren’t you just setting me up?”

“Hey, be fair. This Mountain Villa belongs to all of us. Look, everyone here has put in a lot for the villa. Now that there’s a little difficulty, you’re scared? Want to betray us?”

“I’m not scared! And I won’t betray!”

“Well then, it’s perfect. Prepare seriously and knock down anyone who comes to challenge. Learn more from my family’s Danny. See how calm she is.” After saying this, Bran shook his head and turned to leave before Lisha could react.

Bran thought to himself, you think too highly of yourself. Do you think those top figures would directly lower themselves to fight you? If there really were such people, even knowing I’d lose, I would only laugh heartily. Just having a fight with such figures would boost my reputation and save me a lot of trouble.

Bran just wanted to use external pressure to make the people in the Mountain Villa more united. Through challenges, quickly make a name and gain people’s recognition. After winter, when heading to the Eternal River, maybe he could recruit a few more people.

However, Bran’s plan was soon wrecked by Danny. Danny did not follow Bran’s arrangement to let Lisha fight first. The next day, she directly sat at the entrance of the Mountain Villa and easily blocked all the challenges from the young people. For three consecutive days, those top figures secretly took the opportunity to observe. Sensing they weren’t sure of victory, they simply called back all their young people who went to challenge, to save their children from embarrassment. The entrance of the Mountain Villa quickly became quiet, as if Bran’s provocation never happened.

Following this, Danny’s prestige greatly increased. People no longer simply saw her as Bran’s attendant and began to show her sufficient respect. Everyone seemed to understand the reason for Bran’s full confidence.

Bran now felt like crying but had no tears. He held Danny’s hand and kept complaining: “I didn’t know you were this amazing. If I knew, I wouldn’t have let you fight no matter what. We should have lost a few fights. I actually wanted to lure out a few shameless old-timers and take the chance to give them a hard lesson. This is my Mountain Villa. I can recently tap into the power within the villa and suddenly unleash it, guaranteed to make them suffer.”

…

Things in this world are always like this; eight or nine out of ten things don’t go as desired. Just as Bran started making new plans, his maternal uncle rushed to the Castle day and night.

Now Bran’s uncle had come to the Mountain Villa and was standing in the Courtyard carefully looking at his nephew. He already knew what happened on the Fertile Plains Grassland, so he was very curious about his nephew now. And since he entered, Bran, aside from getting up to greet him once, sat back under the tree and closed his eyes to rest.

Perhaps because he often ran to the Demon Clan’s territory to scavenge, Bran sensed a gloomy aura on his uncle. He was carefully perceiving this aura now, wanting to understand its cause, so Bran entered that self-forgetful state again.

Actually, Bran’s impression of his uncle wasn’t bad, because he had always been quite good to Bran. Back then, to support his own sister, the strength he showed left a deep impression on Bran to this day, but Bran didn’t feel particularly close to him either. Because he understood, the uncle only showed that attitude for his own sister’s sake, for others to see. He himself had used that attitude in the past to cause trouble for his cousin.

Facing Bran’s indifferent manner, the uncle Vincent felt somewhat awkward. So to break this state, he spoke: “Thank you for the Mana crystals you sent me.”

“Don’t mention it. That was for my mother. You can thank her.”

“Dia and the others caused you trouble.”

Bran chuckled: “I caused trouble for you. After all, they ran there for me. I understand that logic. It was my mother who caused you trouble for my sake. From this point, I should thank you first.”

Vincent clearly didn’t expect Bran to think this way. He thought Bran held a grudge over some past matters. So he simply explained: “I thought you hadn’t let go of what happened on the grassland.”

Bran didn’t want to bring up the grassland matters, so he changed the subject: “I caught up with them, entered the Wasteland together. Then we spent a few days together at the edge of the Wasteland before they left one by one. I couldn’t stop them, but before leaving, their power had grown a lot. So, as long as their luck isn’t too bad, there won’t be a problem.”

Hearing Bran mention the children, the uncle began asking very detailed questions about the kids’ situations. Bran understood this feeling, so he answered everything in detail without a hint of impatience. This began to ease the atmosphere between the two, and the conversation between uncle and nephew gradually became harmonious.