"You will never be able to walk again, Bran, but you can fly." Blinden sighed.
"I want to recover my health. I want to become a knight, a knight like the 'Fearless' Barristan." Bran cried.
"The heavens have destined that you will never become a knight. Bran, becoming a Three-Eyed Crow is your destiny! "Blinden comforted him.
"Boo hoo hoo …" Bran cried very sadly. Beside him, Mera also felt sad for him.
"Bran, when you learn how to fly, you will no longer miss the feeling of walking," Jiujian said.
Jiujian and Mera were the children of the Neck Marsh Lord, Holland Lide. When they pledged their loyalty to Stark in Winterfell during the harvest season, they became friends with Bran.
However, the two Lides did not simply pledge their loyalty to the lord. They both had a mission: to help Brandon become a Three-Eyed Crow.
Jiujian was also half a Green Prophet. He had the ability of Green Vision, which meant that he could make prophecies in dreams. However, he was not a Wolf Spirit, nor was he a shapeshifter.
Jiujian's condition was similar to Danny Si, who prophesied Valleglia's destruction.
Danny Si had the ability of a dragon's dream, but she was not a Dragon Spirit.
"How should I fly?" Bran sobbed as he asked.
"If you want to fly, you have to hurry up and learn. She has already changed your destiny. The future is shrouded in fog. You do not have many days left," Blinden said.
"Who is she?" Bran asked.
"'Storm Born' Danny Liz Targaryen, the Mother Of Dragons, the Dragon Queen of Slave Bay, and Kalixi of the Great Grass Sea," Blinden said.
"Ah, Targaryen." Bran was shocked. "I thought that Robert had killed all the Targaryens."
"Hmph, I am also a Targaryen," Blinden said.
"Uh …" Bran was stunned.
Old Nan had also told him the story of the Three-Eyed Crow. The Blood Crow Duke who had a thousand and one eyes was Targaryen's illegitimate son.
"Why is that Danny Rize called the Mother Of Dragons and the Dragon Queen? Does she have a dragon? "Mera asked.
"Yes, bringing back dragons to this world is one of her missions. Unfortunately, she did not follow her fate.
The future has become uncertain. Westeros are shrouded in a layer of cold fog, making me no longer omniscient. The long night could not be ended according to the trajectory of fate. Bran, your mission is very heavy! "Blinden said helplessly.
"Why can she go against fate, but I'm destined to be a cripple just like you?" Bran shouted.
"Because she broke free from fate."
"I also want to break free from fate," Bran announced loudly.
Blinden looked at Bran, who was full of fighting spirit, with his blood-red eyes and said, "You can. If you study hard and get all of my legacy, you will have the ability to change your fate." “
Just like …
Guanyin Bodhisattva said to Joker, "You want to change your fate? Yes, with power, you can change your fate. "
Joker asked, "Then how can I have power?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva said, "If you wear the Golden Circlet, you will become Sun Wukong and have the power of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. If you protect Tang Sanzang and complete the mission of Journey to the West, you will become the Victorious Fighting Buddha and have the same status as me and Tathagata."
Joker was overjoyed. "Where is the Golden Circlet? Where is Monk Tang?" "I will go now!"
Bran was overjoyed. "Teach me, I will study hard!"
"—" Brynden did not respond.
"Sir, Sir Blinden, the Three-Eyed Crow?" Bran shouted in confusion.
"He is too tired. After talking so much, he needs to rest," Singer Ye said.
"Talking so much?" Bran was even more confused.
Singer Ye explained, "He has already surpassed the lifespan of a mortal, but he is still on his deathbed. This is for us, for you, and for the human kingdom.
His body only has a little bit of strength left, but his spirit will never die. You can communicate with him through other methods. "
"What methods?"
"Trees. You are the Green Prophet, and you can know everything through trees, "Jiujian said.
"What trees? Weirwood?" Bran asked.
Jiujian said, "Not only weirwood, but also oak trees, iron trees, elm trees … Even after you become the Three-Eyed Crow, the earth and rivers, the land and the mountains, the wind and the rain will all be mediums for you to observe the world.
They are eternal, and they have experienced the past and seen the past. They will also experience the future, and they will be evergreen forever.
Compared to them, our life is like a shooting star, bright but short.
After I die, they will still be there, recording the story of time, your story, and my story. "
"And my story. I will also die. Bran, you will see my past. What is the past to you may be the future to me, "Mera said with a smile.
Bran wanted to cry.
He felt an indescribable sadness. He looked at the short sixteen-year-old girl in front of him and wanted to say loudly, "I don't want you to die. If you die, I won't live either."
He swallowed the words that almost came out of his mouth.
Just like many times along the way, when he wanted to say "I love you" to her when he possessed Ado.
Only when he was in Ado's beast-like strong body did he have the confidence to say "I love you" to her.
He liked to see her valiant figure when she held the three-pronged frog spear to catch fish. He liked her optimism and cheerfulness. He liked her liveliness, just like how he used to be. He liked her loyalty and fearlessness. He liked her beauty, even though Mera was thin, short, and flat-chested like a little boy.
He liked the smile in her green eyes when she looked at him the most.
Unfortunately, he could not say it.
Scholar Luwin had told him that not only could he not walk, he could not marry and have children, but he could become a scholar.
He could not become the fearless Barristan, could not marry and have children …
He looked forward to the Three-Eyed Crow being able to do what Scholar Luwin could not.
After all, it was the Three-Eyed Crow!
But now …
The nine-year-old Bran seemed to have become an adult overnight, because he already tasted the hardships and helplessness that only adults had.
In the end, Bran looked at Mera expectantly and said, "You should also learn from Sir Blinden and become a Green Prophet with me."
If she also became a Green Prophet, they could be together forever.
Mera seemed to have seen something in his eyes. She turned her head away sadly and said, "I can't."
Jiujian sighed and said, "The gods only let a small number of mortals drink the Green Spring Water so that they can listen to the whispers of the leaves like gods and see the world through the eyes of the trees.
Bran, you are one of the lucky ones who drank the Green Spring Water.
I am slightly luckier than Mera. I drank a small mouthful of the Green Spring Water and obtained the ability of the Green Dream.
But in your story, my part is already finished. Bringing you here was my destiny, and it has already been completed. "
"Bran, Bran, Bran …"
Suddenly, a voice that sounded like a breeze reached Bran's ears.
He wanted to listen carefully, but his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed on the blanket.
"Don't worry, he has entered the Green Dream …"
This was the last voice that reached his ears. It was the singer, Leaf, who spoke.
"Where is this? Why is it so dark? "Bran was engulfed by the abyss-like darkness, and he cried out in fear.
"You are going down along the roots, and further down." Blinden's voice echoed in his ears. It was stronger and clearer than before.
"Bran, don't be afraid of the dark. The strongest tree will plant its roots in the darkest abyss of the earth, and you will be the roots. Darkness will become your cloak, your shield, and your mother's milk that nourishes you. Darkness will make you strong …
"From today onwards, I will be your teacher, and I will teach you how to grow quickly from the darkness! “
"Yes, teacher," Bran replied.
.....
Black Castle.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss —"
The flames in the fireplace danced like dancers, and the flames reflected Melisandre's eyes.
To outsiders, the flames in the fireplace were just flames, but in the eyes of the red-robed woman, she saw something different.
A corpse-like pale wooden face rose from the flames, with a thousand and one blood-red eyes on it, staring at the red-robed woman.
The red-robed woman did not dodge, and she faced him head-on.
Suddenly, a wolf-faced boy rose from the flames. He turned his head and roared at her.
"Ah —" Melisandre cried out softly, covering her eyes and taking a step back.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh —" There seemed to be a gust of wind in the fireplace, the flames swayed, and ashes flew.
After a while, the tingling in her eyes disappeared. Melisandre put down her hands, and her face was solemn.
.....
Almost at the same time, in the top garden of the Great Pyramid of Astapor.
Under the candlelight, a small banquet was going on.
Suddenly, a salty sea breeze blew from the dock, lifting the hair by Danny's ear, and transmitted a faint, dreamy voice into her ear.
Looking at the Dragon Queen who suddenly stopped talking, Clinton and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Old Yimont called softly.
"Hmm?" Danny came back to her senses, put down her fork, stood up, and walked to the thick parapet that was as high as her waist. She looked to the west, far away, with a complicated expression.
"If I said that I just heard the sound of leaves rustling outside the Great Wall, would you believe me?" she said softly.
"Uh …" Everyone was stunned.
"Danny, what did you hear?" Yimont was puzzled.
"Another Green Prophet was born, and the weirwood was overjoyed, and the trees and mountains of Westeros were singing for him. Then, the wind brought this news to me, "Danny said with a strange expression.
To be honest, it was not the first time she 'heard' news from other places through the wind.
But the distance was not far, and it was close to her.
And only when she entered the state of listening to the Song of Wind, there was a very low chance that she would hear it randomly.
"Your Majesty, can you hear what my sister is doing now?" Tyrion was chewing on a piece of delicious roast beef as he asked vaguely.
"I don't need to hear, I know that she is cursing three people now." Danny sat back in her chair and continued with her dinner.
"Who?"
"The Great Sparrow, you and your uncle Kevon."
"Uh, my uncle? He can be compared to me and the Great Sparrow? "Tyrion said in disbelief.
"Kevon took her Iron Throne."
"Sir Kevon became the Regent? He is ten times, no, a hundred times smarter than Cersei. With him, the King's Landing will definitely be stabilized. "Clinton was shocked.
The imp smiled bitterly. "That's the problem. How can my sister tolerate others taking her things? Her things will always be hers, and if she takes a fancy to someone else's things, they will still be hers. "
"I'm afraid it won't be easy. Cersei has been accused of many crimes by the Church. Even if she escapes in the end, it will be difficult for her to reach the peak of power.
The people and nobles of the Seven Kingdoms will not tolerate the Queen Regent who is guilty of murdering her husband, committing adultery, and blasphemy, "Old Yimont said slowly.
"Haha, if Cersei can admit defeat in peace, then it's my loss! Let's wait and see what she will do. It will be very exciting, "Danny sneered.
"Your Majesty really knows my sister!" Tyrion sighed and asked curiously, "Why not you?"
"I have already sworn to the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms that I will not be a threat to her before the Long Night ends," Danny said to Little Aegon on her right.
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