"Do you want to recover your health?" After Erya left, Danny asked Bran.
"The reason why I went to the Great Wall to look for the Three-Eyed Crow was to treat my broken spine." The big crow's red eyes shone with sentimental emotions.
"You're the Three-Eyed Crow now," Danny reminded him.
Bran said awkwardly, "I know, but Mera is pregnant. My child, Ah Duo, died in the shelter because he tried to stop the Deviant Ghosts. I need a healthy body to take care of her …"
'Satisfy her.'
In truth, Bran did not want to ask the Dragon Queen for help, because he knew that even if Danny could help him heal his body, she would ask for an exorbitant price.
Bran had already fused with part of the Green Prophet's Seal's fragments, and he did not want to sacrifice the Three-Eyed Crow's benefits for his own personal matters.
But a man's life was always so tiring and helpless.
The Three-Eyed Crow was also a man.
When Ah Duo was still alive, Mera was used to living a luxurious life. Now that Ah Duo was dead, she was not used to living a simple life. She could not help but show some resentment in her words and expressions.
What could Bran do?
Danny was shocked and confused when she heard this. "Your spine was broken, and you can't give birth. How did you manage to make Mera pregnant? Also, you're only twelve years old this year. How did you manage to do it? "
Bran said softly, "Your suggestion …"
"What suggestion? When? "Danny was confused.
"Ah Duo …"
Danny came to a realization, and she was horrified. Then, she became stupefied. "Did you say that he's your child?"
"That's my child, the son of Ah Duo, Mera, and I! I've already thought about it, and his name will be Ah Duo Stark, "Bran said firmly.
Danny's expression became distorted.
Bran looked at the Dragon Queen, whose expression was changing, and said coldly, "Are you looking down on me?"
"No, I admire you, really," Danny said sincerely.
After a moment of silence, Bran sighed. "You're much luckier than I am. We both wanted to fight against fate. You succeeded, but I … Actually, Jon and I should thank you. If you didn't break the framework of fate first, we wouldn't have been able to break free from the shackles of fate.
Destiny is like a river. The first person to break the destiny will disturb the entire river.
We've gained a huge advantage. All we need to do is guide the turbulence away from its original direction, which will be much simpler.
But I'm still jealous of you. You're just like an experienced sailor, controlling your own ship of fate. I just want to let the turbulence that belongs to me flow in a better direction, but it takes a turn, and it seems to be the same as before … Now, I don't even know if my fate has become better or worse. "
"What was your original fate?" Danny asked curiously.
"Mera and I will forget each other in the pugilistic world, and I will never taste the taste of love in my life. Now, Mera and I will help each other in times of need, but … Maybe this is love. There's sweetness and bitterness in it, "Bran said in a weathered tone.
"You shouldn't be saying something like this at your age," Danny said in a strange tone.
"Don't use the age of my physical body to deduce the age of my soul. I've lived in the tree for hundreds of years. I've experienced the prosperity of the human world, and I've experienced the vicissitudes of life," Bran said faintly.
"Since you've seen the prosperity of the human world and experienced the vicissitudes of life, why are you still obsessed with your personal feelings? Why aren't you willing to completely become a Three-Eyed Crow?" Danny asked.
"I've seen other people's lives. The more I see, the more I desire to have my own life."
"That's true." Danny nodded.
Then, she asked, "But do you dare to let me heal your injuries? Or rather, do you dare to face me with your true body? "
"Will you attack me? Will you go back on your sacred vow? "Bran asked her back.
Of course, there was no vow now. But when they reached an agreement, they would definitely make a sacred vow to each other.
Danny hesitated.
She didn't say "I won't" righteously, nor did she say "I'll see" frankly.
It was because she really wasn't sure what she would do.
"What kind of price can you pay? Or rather, how many fragments of the Green Prophet's Seal do you have? "Danny asked.
If it's not enough, I'll take your life. If it's enough … I'll treat it as the price for your life.
When she thought of this, she suddenly felt that she was quite shameless.
"I don't have the Green Prophet's Seal. That's the Three-Eyed Crow's inheritance. It doesn't belong to me," Bran said.
… Then you'd better die!
"I think you can find Otto," Danny said mockingly.
A Duo = hold the door; A Duo = open the door; B Duo = open the door; and
"Otto?" Bran was confused.
"If you have Otto, why can't you have Otto? There are so many men in the world. It's enough for you to form a 'door group'. You don't have to torment your small body. "
Anyway, you're a "Green" Prophet. You have Green Vision and Green Dream. The whole world is green in your eyes.
Danny ridiculed in her heart.
"Caw! Caw! Caw!" The big crow flapped its wings angrily and cawed.
"What are you cawing for? Don't treat a patient if you don't have money?" Danny was like an unscrupulous doctor.
The big crow suddenly stopped cawing. Its red eyes looked deeply at her. It said in a deep voice, "Since you said so, I'm relieved."
"Relieved?" Danny raised her eyebrows.
"This attitude at least proves that you won't go back on your vow and eat your words."
"Targaryen, words are like mountains. The reason why I was chosen by the door god is because I never go back on my vow. No matter what, I don't want his choice to be wrong, "Danny said with a sigh.
Bran heard this and fell silent.
He had gone back on his vow to the Green Prophet. Jon had gone back on his vow to the Night Watchers. Thinking about it carefully, among the Westeros who had the right and opportunity to go back on their vow, only Danny and Rize had persisted.
He felt very uncomfortable.
"I won't go back on my vow, but I won't work for free either," Danny continued.
"What I'm giving you is more precious than the Seal of the Green Prophet." Bran sighed.
"What other treasures does the Green Prophet have?" Danny was interested.
"My life!" Bran said seriously.
"Uh, you want to sell yourself to me?" Danny's mouth twitched. "Or do you want to be a subordinate god of the Seven Gods?
But you're different from your sister. Arya can help me study the Law of Death, but you, what can you do? Clairvoyance, clairvoyance? "
The crow shook its head. "When you're dealing with the Final Enemy, I can risk my life for you once."
"The Final Enemy …" Danny stopped smiling and said seriously, "Who are you talking about?"
"No matter who it is, you saved my life, and I'll return it to you."
Danny stared at the crow's eyes for a long time and sighed. "You're very smart."
If he risked his life for her once in the future, she would definitely not plot against him when she healed his wounds.
.....
"Kacha, kacha …"
The gears turned and pulled the chain, which in turn pulled the rolling shaft at the other end. The rolled parchment was dragged forward, and the printed part moved forward, revealing the blank paper under the steel seal.
"Bam!" There was a dull, rhythmic sound of hitting in the room.
Jon, Erlu, Melisandre, and the others opened their eyes wide. They were shocked to see the steel seal fall and pull up, imprinting a clear rune and painting on the thin parchment.
Upon closer inspection, they were sheets of Atonement Scrolls!
The Dragon Queen was printing Atonement Scrolls with a printing machine!
"Kacha, kacha …" The gears turned and the printed paper was pulled to the front. The scythe fell and cut into ten pieces of paper of the same size. The paper was sent forward along the conveyor belt and finally into a wooden box. The ten Unsullied stacked them neatly.
"Kacha kacha — Bang — Kacha kacha — Bang —"
The guest room was on the third floor of the castle. In the spacious living room that was emptied of furniture and decorations, three machines the size of a bed made rhythmic sounds that never stopped.
Every minute, every second, they produced Atonement Scrolls without stopping.
"Unbelievable, this is unbelievable. If it's used to print books, then …" Perestan was the first to wake up from his shock. He looked at the Dragon Queen and shouted enthusiastically, "Your Majesty, with your Dragon Paper, the printing machine and papermaking technology will definitely create a prosperous era of culture!
You're the mother of a new civilization, the sage of all scholars and scholars. You're the God of Civilization! "
Danny lifted her chin slightly and looked proud. She waved her hand and said, "The Long Night hasn't passed yet. Keep a low profile and don't be so exaggerated."
Hmm, the red-nosed old professor was brought to Winterfell from Dark Castle by the Winged Dragon.
From a technical point of view, the Battle of Winterfell could help the Humans understand the Deviant Ghosts directly and accurately.
Hence, the scholars were required to record the Deviant Ghosts' appearances, abilities, habits, and combat patterns. Then, they would send out letters to the Lords of the Seven Kingdoms.
From a historical point of view, the Battle of Winterfell would occupy a very important position in the history of the Humans' civilization. This was because this was the first Long Night that was clearly recorded. The previous Long Night ended the mythical civilization. The Humans' civilization had just sprouted and only legends were left behind.
After Scholar Theomer (Tyrion's uncle, the spy) was sent to the Great Wall, the position of Winterfell's Scholar had been vacant. The Crow's Nest was only managed by a Scholar's Apprentice.
Perestan was a History Scholar and had worked under Jon for a period of time. He was the most suitable person to complete the three tasks.
"This machine that prints books can indeed change the world!" Jon walked around the wooden and steel 'bed' and sighed. "Her Majesty is a genius," he said, "to be able to invent such a machine. If it wasn't for the Long Night, it would have caused a sensation in the Westeros. "
Jiqi pouted and said disapprovingly, "The printing machine was invented by the Queen two years ago.
The Dragon's Paper and white printed books from the Slave Bay have always been the favorite goods of the sea merchants.
Many cities in the Jade Sea and the Summer Sea have used the Dragon's Paper and read cheap but high-quality printed books. Only the Westeros are remote and ill-informed. "
— Aren't the Westeros the center of the world? How can a Centaur maid speak like that?
The Nobles of the Seven Kingdoms were unhappy, but they couldn't rebut.
"Why is this machine constantly rotating? Our City of Knowledge is researching gear-driven machines, but we need a large windmill and a water wheel to power it. "Perestan looked around and asked in bewilderment.
"This is a perpetual motion machine." Danny smiled slyly.
"It can move forever? Could it be witchcraft? "Jon was bewildered.
Though he didn't study modern physics, he didn't think that under normal circumstances, a machine could work forever without energy consumption.
At least, he had never seen it before.
"To be honest, I also want to know how long it can keep moving." Danny glanced at her subordinate and said, "Open the floor and let everyone take a look."
"Seven levels of hell! What is this? "
"Gods, why doesn't that cow have a head? What monster is that? "
After a while, the people who were bending over and looking down through the wooden windows screamed in horror.
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