Chapter 433
"You can never walk, Bran, but you can fly." Brynden sighed.
"I want to get fit, I want to be a Knight, a Knight like Barristan the Bold," Bran cried.
"God ordained you not to be a Knight. Bran, the Three-Eyed Crow is your destiny!" Brynden comforted.
"wu wu wu..." Bran cried so sadly, and Meera beside him was also sad for him.
"Bran, when you learn to fly, you won't miss the feeling of walking." Jojen said.
Siblings Jojen and Meera are children of Howland Reed, Lord of The Neck, and Bran befriended Bran when Winterfell swore allegiance to Stark during the harvest season.
However, the two Reeds did not simply come to serve the lord, they both had a mission: to help Brandon become the Three-Eyed Crow.
Jojen is still half a Greenseer, with the ability of Greensight, which is prophecy in a dream. But he's not a Warg, not a Skinchanger.
Jojen's state is a bit like Daenys who predicted the destruction of Valyria.
Daenys has the abilities of Dragon Dream, but not Dreki.
“How do I fly?” Bran asked, sobbing.
"If you want to fly, you have to hurry up and study. Your destiny has been changed by her. The future is a fog, and there are not many days left for you." Brynden said.
“She, who is she?” Bran asked.
"Daenerys Targaryen of 'Stormborn', Mother of Dragons, Dragon Queen of Slaver's Bay, Khaleesi of Great Grass Sea," Brynden said.
"Ah, Targaryen," Bran was shocked, "I thought the Targaryen were all killed by Robert."
"hmph, I'm a Targaryen too," Brynden said.
"Uh..." Bran was stunned.
Old Nan also told the story of Three-Eyed Crow, Duke Bloodraven with a thousand and one eyes is a Targaryen illegitimate child.
"Why is that Daenerys called Mother of Dragons, Dragon Queen? Does she have dragons?" Meera asked.
"Yes, it is one of her missions to bring back dragons for this world. Unfortunately, she did not follow her predetermined destiny.
The future has become uncertain, Westeros is covered with a layer of cold fog, making me no longer omniscient. Long Night cannot be terminated according to the trajectory of fate. Bran, your mission is very heavy!" Brynden said helplessly.
“Why can she defy fate when I am destined to be a cripple, like you?” Bran exclaimed.
"Because, she got rid of her fate."
"I want to get rid of my destiny, too," Bran announced loudly.
Brynden looked at the fighting spirit little Bran with bloody eyes and said, "Yes, if you study hard and get all my Legacy inheritance, you will have the ability to change your destiny."
Brynden looked at the fighting spirit with eyes like a lake of blood. p>
Like...
Guanyin Bodhisattva said to Supreme Bao: Do you want to change your destiny? Yes, with power, you can oppose heaven and change fate.
Supreme asks: So how can I have power?
Guanyin: Put on the gold band, you will become Sun Wukong, possess the power of Great Sage Equal To Heaven; protect the Tripitaka of the Tang and complete the mission of learning scriptures from the West, you will become Victorious Battle Buddha, possessing power with me , the same rank and status as the Tathagata.
Supreme Bao Daxi: Where is the golden hoop, where is the Monk of Tang? I'm going right now!
Bran was overjoyed: "You teach me, and I'll study hard!"
"—" Brynden didn't respond.
"Lord, Lord Brynden, Three-Eyed Crow?" Bran shouted in confusion.
"He's so tired, he's talking so much, he needs a break," singer Leaf said.
"A lot of words?" Bran became more and more confused.
Singer Leaf explained: "He's beyond the lifespan of mortals, but he's not dead. It's for us, for you, and for the kingdom of men.
His There is only a little strength left in the body, but the spirit will never die. You can communicate with him in other ways."
"What way?"
"Trees. You are Greenseer, You can know everything through the trees," Jojen said.
“What tree, Weirwood?” Bran asked.
Jojen said: "Not only Weirwood, oak, iron tree, elm...even after you become Three-Eyed Crow, the earth and the river, the land and the mountains, the wind and the rain, The medium of observing the world.
They are Ancient Eternal, they have experienced the past and seen the past; they will also experience the future, forever and ever.
Compared with them, our life Like shooting stars, bright but short.
After I die, they are still there, recording the story of time, your story, my story."
"And mine Story, I'll die too. Bran, you'll see my past, past to you, maybe future to me." Meera said with a smile.
Bran wanted to cry.
He felt inexplicably sad, looked at the 16-year-old short Maiden in front of him, and wanted to say loudly: I don't want you to die, if you die, I won't live anymore.
The words he almost blurted out were swallowed by him forcibly.
Like the way, many times, he was occupying Hodor with the intention of saying "I love you" to her.
——Only in Hodor's wild beast strong body can he have the confidence to say love to her.
He likes to see her valiant and formidable looking when she is fishing with the Three Pronged Frog Spear, like her optimistic and cheerful, like her as lively and active as he used to be, like her loyal fearless, Loved her beauty - although to outsiders Meera looked thin and short, with a flat chest like a little boy.
He liked the smile in her green eyes the most when she looked at him.
Unfortunately, he couldn't say it.
Maester Luwin had told him that not only could he not walk, he could not marry and have children, but he could be a Maester.
Can't be Barristan the Bold, can't marry and have kids...
He expects Three-Eyed Crow to do what Maester Luwin can't.
After all, that's Three-Eyed Crow!
But, now...
The nine-year-old Bran seems to have grown up overnight, because he has tasted the suffering and helplessness that only adults have.
Eventually, Bran looked at Meera expectantly, and said, "You also learn from Lord Brynden and become a Greenseer with me."
If she also becomes a Greenseer, they can forever together forever.
Meera seemed to see something in his eyes, turned her head sadly, and said, "I, can't."
Jojen sighed: "Gods only give green spring water to very few It is drunk by mortals, so that they may listen to the whispers of leaves like gods, and see the world through the eyes of trees.
You are one of the lucky ones to drink from the green spring, Bran.
I'm slightly luckier than Meera, having a sip of green spring water and having the ability of Green Dream.
But my part in your story is over. It's my destiny to bring you here , it's done."
"Bran, Bran, Bran..."
Suddenly, there was a breezy call in Bran's ear.
He wanted to pay attention, and then rolled his eyes, soft on the blanket.
"Don't worry, he's in Green Dream..."
This is the last sound coming from the ear, singer Leaf said.
"Where is this? Why is it so dark?" Bran called out in horror as he was enveloped in an abyss-like darkness.
"You're going down the roots and down," Brynden's voice echoed in his ears, stronger and clearer than before.
"Never be afraid of the dark, Bran. The strongest tree will root in the darkest abyss of the earth, and you are the root. The darkness will be your cloak, your shield, and your breast milk that nourishes you. , the darkness will make you strong..."
"Starting today, I am your mentor, and I will teach you how to grow fast from the dark!"
" Yes, mentor." Bran responded.
......
Castle Black.
“sī sī sī sī ——“
The flames in the fireplace danced like dancers, and the flames reflected red Melisandre’s eyes.
In the eyes of outsiders, the flames in the fireplace are just flames, but in the eyes of Red Woman, she sees something different.
A pale wooden face like a corpse rose from the flames, with a thousand and one blood-colored eyes, staring at Red Woman.
Red Woman is not dodging, giving tit for tat with him.
Suddenly, another wolf-faced boy rose from the flames. He turned his head and growled at her.
"Ah—" Melisandre whispered, covering her eyes and taking a step back.
"huhuhu—" There seemed to be a gust of wind swept into the fireplace, the flames swayed, and soot flew.
After a while, the tingling in the eyes disappeared, and Melisandre put down his hands, facial expression grave.
...
Almost at the same time, the top garden of the Astapor Great Pyramid.
Under the candlelight, a small banquet is going on.
Suddenly, a gust of salty sea breeze blew from the pier, lifted the hair in Dany's ear, and sent a vague, dream-like sound to her cochlea.
Looking at the Dragon Queen who suddenly stopped talking and froze there, Connington looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" the old Aemon called softly.
“en?” Dany came back to his senses, put down his fork, stood up, walked to the waist-high thick parapet, looked out to the far west with a complicated look.
"Would you believe me if I said I just heard the crash-bang of Weirwood leaves outside the Wall?" she said lightly.
"Uh..." Everyone was stunned.
"Dany, what did you hear?" Aemon wondered.
"Another Greenseer was born, Weirwood rejoiced, and the trees and rivers of Westeros sang to him. Then the wind brought the news to me," Dany said strangely.
To be honest, it wasn't the first time she "heard" news from other places from the wind.
But it's not far away, just near her.
And only when she enters the state of listening to Song of Wind, there is a very low probability of hearing it randomly.
"Your Majesty, can you hear what my old lady is doing right now?" Tyrion asked vaguely, chewing a piece of delicious roast beef in his mouth.
"Don't listen, I also know she's cursing three people right now." Dany sat back in his seat and continued with oneself's dinner.
"Who?"
"High Sparrow, you and your uncle Kevan."
"Uh, my uncle? He can be with me, with High Sparrow mention on equal terms?" Tyrion asked in disbelief.
"Kevan took her Iron Throne."
"Ser Kevan became a Regent King? He's ten times, a hundred times smarter than Cersei, and with him, King's Landing will surely be able to. Stabilize." Connington was startled.
Imp smiled wryly, "This is the problem, how can my old sister tolerate others robbing her things. Her things are always hers, and when others' things are taken care of by her, they are still hers. "
"I'm afraid it's not easy, Cersei is accused of many crimes by Church, and even if he finally escapes, it will be difficult for him to rise to the top of his power.
Seven Kingdoms People and Nobles I will not endure the Queen Mother Regent King who is charged with murder, incest, adultery, and blasphemy." Old Aemon said slowly.
"Hehe, Cersei can admit defeat with peace of mind, count me as a loser! Let's just wait and see what she does, it must be very exciting." Dany sneered.
"Your Majesty really sees through my old sister!" Tyrion sighed, then said curiously, "Why not you?"
"I swore an oath to the Seven Kingdoms nobles, No threat to her until the end of Long Night." Dany said this to little Aegon on the right hand.