"There's also New Gith, Queers, Volantis … Jade Sea's Koh Chang. It's also one of the main forces of the Alliance. We can't let it go. Seven Gods above, how many kings have there been? "Old Yimont said agitatedly.
Danny was puzzled. "You didn't seem to care about this before?"
"Sigh, you weren't even married in the past, and I'm old. How long can I live? How can I consider your children and grandchildren?
Now Simba is behind the pyramid. He'll be married and have children in a few years. Of course, I have to plan for him. "
"Simba looks big, but he's only four!" Danny said strangely.
"In Westeros, there are too many nobles who get married at the age of twelve or thirteen."
Danny pointed at the empty purple-black surface of the magic mirror and said, "Simba's child is still too far away. Aegon is really going to be a father."
"What?" Old Yimont looked away from the map and raised his head in surprise. "Sansa is pregnant? Whose child is it? "
Whose child is it?
That's a good question!
"Aegon thinks it's his. I don't think Sansa needs to …" Danny looked conflicted and said uncertainly, "Littlefinger is dead. If it's not true love, she doesn't need to give birth to a child for a dead man."
"I still have some doubts." Yimont frowned.
After Queen Cersei and Queen Margaery's actions, the queen's reputation was on the verge of collapse. Now, the people of the Seven Kingdoms would unconsciously label the "queen" as someone who "murdered her husband", "stole men", and "raised bastards".
"Sigh, in recent years, Westeros have really lost their humanity and etiquette. In the past, who would suspect that the prince wasn't the king's son? "The old man shook his head and sighed.
Danny smiled playfully. "Aegon swore that he wouldn't let the child's mother lose her home. He would go north to Winterfell and kill Roose Bolton.
It's still uncertain who the child is, but it's certain now that Sansa has Aegon under her control. "
"Forget it, let them be. Westeros … Maybe it's not suitable for the Targaryens to settle down." Old Yimont said despondently.
.....
Taking down Furious Howling City meant that the eastern army of the alliance was completely finished. Danny stayed in Meilin City, practicing magic and martial arts while waiting for the arrival of the final battle. She no longer wandered around the grasslands.
However, even though she was in the Great Pyramid of Meereen, the centaurs on the grasslands did not cease their activities.
The centaurs did not need to provide additional rations, and grazing on the grasslands was enough to satisfy their basic needs. However, if the 200,000 roaring warriors were to gather together, even the mud would be eaten clean.
Therefore, they were still scattered, with the ten thousand strong Khalasas as a unit.
At the same time, the 20 brigades were divided into three large armies. The first group, about 40,000 people, stayed in the Raza River Valley, migrated the natives of Furious Howling City, and built "Kalisi City" to hide from the long night.
The second group of eighty thousand people began to move towards Meereen in a net-like formation. They would participate in the clean-up work of the Battle of Meereen.
The third group was also made up of eighty thousand roaring warriors. They led their own Khalasas to engage in animal husbandry. They gave up on fighting and expanded their herds, hoarding beef, mutton, cheese, fur, and other supplies for the Long Night.
The location of grazing was not limited to the Dothraki Sea. Eight groups of ten thousand people represented eight Khalasas. The Dothraki Sea, the Khorr Forest, and the Loen River Valley were all their herds.
However, the Long Night might fall before they could even reach the Loen River area, and they would have to run back again.
Danny did not expect the centaurs to be able to hoard enough food to survive the Long Night. She only hoped that through animal husbandry, they could reduce the food pressure on Slaver's Bay.
Slaver's Bay did not lack food, but Danny was not sure how long the Long Night would last.
She was not afraid of three to five years, and she could hold on for eight to ten years. However, if it really lasted for a generation, 15 years, or even 20 years …
On this day, Danny meditated under a persimmon tree and entered the state of Song of Wind, slowly but effectively perfecting her meditation technique.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes and stood up in confusion. She looked towards the northwest and muttered, "This feeling … Blinden has completely disappeared? He has become a part of the Green Prophet's Will of Inheritance. "
Danny caught a glimpse of Wuni holding a small water bottle, flapping her dragonfly wings at a high frequency as she hovered in the air and looked towards the Westeros. She asked curiously, "Little Mist, what do you feel?"
"Something's wrong, something's very wrong …" The little elf looked confused as she muttered softly.
"What's wrong? “
"The Inheritance has failed, the new generation …" Little Mist suddenly paused. She looked even more confused. She pointed at her chin and asked, "What am I saying? What Inheritance? "
The Inheritance had failed?
Danny's expression changed.
Little Mist had lost her memories of her past life, but she still retained her keen senses as a child of the forest. Because of her elemental transformation, her senses had become even stronger. She was not speaking without thinking.
"Awkward! Ah Fu has lost 80% of her memories. She can't elemental transform, and … "
Danny still entered her mind and asked Ah Fu, who looked like an old man with dementia. "Have you noticed the change in the Green Prophet's Inheritance?"
"Green Prophet? Who's that? "Ah Fu asked blankly.
Danny ended the telepathic communication in a daze. Then, she held Ah Fu and burned her soul.
Yep, she would burn Ah Fu every day. Perhaps in another half a month, she would be burned into a piece of white paper and reincarnate.
.....
Westeros, the land of eternal winter beyond the Great Wall, the shelter of the ancient races.
The roots of the weirwood hung down like the tail of a white snake from the top of the cave. They formed a natural curtain in front of a narrow cave.
Inside the cave, a 2.1-meter tall man hugged a skinny girl tightly as if he was hugging a child.
The two of them were very close to each other. They were panting heavily, unable to control themselves. Their clothes were falling off …
"Ah … Bran, be gentle!"
"Ado!" Ado exerted more force and was full of energy.
"What are you doing?" Leaf opened the curtain of roots and stumbled into the cave. He shouted at the two people who were entangled together.
"Ah!" Mera blushed. She buried her face in the man's chest and said in a muffled voice, "Leaf, w-why are you here?"
"Ado …" The man wanted to move but could not. He hugged Mera with his back facing the squirrel man. He shouted impatiently, "Ado … Get out!"
"Evil creature!" Leaf's cat eyes burned with fury.
Mera's face paled. She mumbled, "Didn't you already know? You even agreed …"
"I agreed with Bran using Ado's body to make up for the regret of not being fated to be together.
However, Bran is not just Bran. He's also the Three-Eyed Crow of this generation.
However, he rejected the Green Prophet's Seal because of his personal desires! "Leaf shouted.
Ado ignored her and moved gently. Mera moaned and asked, "What? What are you talking about? "
Leaf ran over and clenched her small fists. She hit Ado's white buttocks hard and shouted, "Lord Blinden has completely disappeared. Bran should have immediately fused with the Green Prophet's Seal and become the next Three-Eyed Crow, but he didn't."
After being hit a few times, Ado lost all interest. He let the swamp girl struggle out of his arms.
The thin and short flat-chested girl picked up her clothes to cover herself and asked, "Why do you say that? Didn't Bran become a Three-Eyed Crow a long time ago? "
Leaf glared at the swaying loofah under Ado's body and said angrily, "If he was a Three-Eyed Crow, he wouldn't be fooling around with you here."
"Why?"
Ado lowered his head and looked at Mera affectionately. He said, "A Three-Eyed Crow has no personal feelings. He's like the most selfless god. However, I don't want to leave you, and I don't want to waste my love for you. "
"Bran, Bran, my prince …"
Mera was so touched that she hugged his arm and called out her lover's name softly.
"Bran, you're still a child. You don't understand anything. I shouldn't have listened to the Dragon Queen. I shouldn't have encouraged you to use Ado's body to fulfill your final wish … "
Leaf's golden cat eyes were filled with tears, and she started crying sadly.
"I was once a child, but after spending hundreds and thousands of years in the tree roots, I'm older than you, and I'm also more mature than Danny and Rize. I understand what I need."
Ado's brown eyes, which were once pure and ignorant, became wise and experienced.
Leaf shook her head and sighed. "You don't understand. The Green Prophet's Seal contains a great will, and it's difficult for an ordinary person to control it. In the past, Lord Blinden spent a long time to perfectly fuse with it.
If you had inherited the seal the moment he completely fused with it, you would have been able to instantly fuse with the seal with the help of Blinden's final thought.
However, you deceived Lord Blinden and let down everyone's expectations.
The longer the Green Prophet's Seal is without an owner, the harder it will be for you to perfectly fuse with it in the future. The long night is coming … Are you worthy of Jiujian, who sacrificed himself for you? "
"Jiujian …" Mera's thin and rosy cheeks suddenly turned pale.
Ado's eyes were red, and his rationality was gradually replaced by impulse. He shouted at Leaf, "You're the ones who don't understand!
When Blinden became the Three-Eyed Crow, he was already more than seventy years old. He had loved and made contributions. He had lived a life that was almost like a legend.
The past Green Prophets were more or less the same. They all had lives that truly belonged to them, and they all lived them!
What about me?
I broke my leg when I was seven, and I started to accept this sh * tty fate passively.
I came to the Great Wall to obtain power to change my fate, but what happened?
I was like a deer that fell into a swamp. The more I struggled, the deeper I sank. "
When he said this, a string of bean-sized tears rolled down from Ado's large brown eyes. He choked with sobs as he said, "From the age of seven, a normal person's life has already ended.
After four years of suffering, I finally encountered a ray of warm sunlight in my gloomy journey, but I had to kill it immediately. I can't accept this!
Among all the Green Prophets, I'm the youngest. My life hasn't started yet, and I haven't truly lived.
I won't forget my responsibility, but I must truly live once. "
"Bran …" Mera's green eyes were filled with pity and concern.
"If you don't immediately fuse with that … seal, isn't Bran a Three-Eyed Crow?" she asked.
"No, he is."
"If that's the case, why are you still arguing? Isn't this good? "Mera was puzzled.
"Without the Green Prophet's Seal, his power is only equivalent to the first-generation Three-Eyed Crow."
"What's the difference?"
Ye glanced at the resolute Ado and said helplessly, "A person's power is limited. If the limit of a Green Prophet's field of vision is to observe a forest, then two Green Prophets will be able to control two forests when their power is combined. Three Green Prophets …
Countless Green Prophets will be able to control countless forests when their power is combined. In other words, they can control the entire land.
Hence, in the Westeros, Lord Blinden is omniscient and omnipotent. He's like a god.
Now, as this generation's Three-Eyed Crow, Bran has lost his omniscient ability. What he can see is limited to the scope of his power. "
With the Green Prophet's Seal, Blinden could receive and deal with everything that happened in the Westeros.
Bran was a human, and a human's "field of vision" was limited. His brain could not handle an infinite amount of information.
If he wanted to understand something, he had to personally enter the roots of a certain place and examine the tree's memories.
"Bran, is that true?" Mera asked worriedly.
Ado patted her head lightly and said with a smile, "I still have a flock of crows. Thousands of crows are my eyes."
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