Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 433 Put on the golden hoop, don't be afraid and don't tremble

"You'll never walk, Bran, but you can fly," Brynden sighed.

"I want to be healthy again, and I want to be a knight, like Barristan the Bold," Bran cried.

"God destined you not to be a knight. Bran, the Three-Eyed Raven is your destiny!" Brynden comforted.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" Bran cried so sadly, and Meera beside him also felt sorry for him.

"Bran, when you learn to fly, you won't miss the feeling of walking." Jiujian said.

The Ninekeys and Meera are the children of Howland Reed, Lord of the Neck, and became friends with Bran when the harvest season came to Winter City to serve the Starks.

However, the two Reeds did not simply serve the lord. They both had a mission: to help Brandon become the Three-Eyed Raven.

Jiujian is still half a green prophet, with the ability of green vision, that is, to prophesy in dreams.But he wasn't a warg, he wasn't a skinchanger.

The state of Nine Keys is a bit like Denise who predicted the destruction of Valyria.

Denise has the ability of Dragon Dream, but not Dragon Spirit.

"How do I fly?" Bran asked, sobbing.

"If you want to fly, you have to hurry up and learn. Your destiny has been changed by her. The future is a fog, and you don't have many days left." Brinden said.

"Who is she?" Bran asked.

"Daenerys Targaryen of Stormborn, Mother of Dragons, Dragon Queen of Slaver's Bay, Khaleesi of the Grass Sea," said Brynden.

"Ah, Targaryen," Bran was shocked, "I thought Robert had killed all the Targaryens."

"Hmph, I'm a Targaryen too." Brynden said.

"Uh" Bran froze.

Old Nan also told the story of the Three-Eyed Raven, and the Duke of Bloodraven with a thousand and one eyes was the bastard son of Targaryen.

"That Daenerys, why is she called the Mother of Dragons, the Queen of Dragons? Does she have dragons?" Meera asked.

"Yes, bringing back dragons to this world is one of her missions. Unfortunately, she didn't follow her established destiny.

The future has become uncertain, and Westeros is covered with a cold fog, so that I no longer know everything.The long night cannot be ended according to the trajectory of fate.Bran, you have a heavy job to do! "Brynden said helplessly.

"Why can she defy fate, but I am destined to be a cripple, like you?" Bran cried.

"Because she broke free from fate."

"I, too, will break free from fate," Bran announced aloud.

Brynden looked at the high-spirited little Bran with eyes like a lake of blood, and said, "Yes, if you study hard and get all my inheritance, you will have the ability to change your destiny."

Like

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva said to Supreme Treasure: Do you want to change your destiny?Yes, with power, you can change your life against the sky.

Supreme Treasure asked: Then how can I have strength?

Avalokitesvara: Wearing the golden hoop, you will become Sun Wukong and possess the power of the Monkey King; protect Tang Sanzang to complete the task of learning scriptures from the west, and you will become a fighting Buddha, with the same identity and status as me and the Tathagata.

The Supreme Treasure is overjoyed: Where is the golden hoop, and where is Monk Tang?I'm going!

Bran was overjoyed: "You teach me, I will study hard!"

"—" Brynden didn't respond.

"My lord, Lord Brynden, the Three-Eyed Raven?" Bran yelled in confusion.

"He is too tired, he needs to rest after talking so much," singer Ye Zi said.

"A lot of words?" Bran became more and more confused.

The singer Ye Zi explained: "He has surpassed the life span of mortals, but he still lingers. This is for us, for you, and for the human kingdom.

His body has only a little strength left, but his spirit is indelible. You can communicate with him in other ways. "

"In what way?"

"Trees. You are the Green Prophet, you can know everything through the trees." Jiu Jian said.

"What tree, a weirwood?" Bran asked.

Jiujian said: "Not only weirwood, oak, iron tree, elm, even after you become a three-eyed crow, the earth and rivers, land and mountains, wind and rain are all media for observing the world.

They are eternal, have experienced the past, and have seen the past; they will also experience the future, everlasting, forever and ever.

Compared with them, our life is like a shooting star, bright but short.

After I die, they are still there, recording the story of time, your story, my story. "

"And my story, I will die too. Bran, you will see my past, which is the past to you, and may be the future to me." Meera said with a smile.

Bran wanted to cry.

He felt inexplicably sad, looked at the short 16-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 anymore.

He almost swallowed the words that came out of his mouth.

Like the way, many times along the way, when he was possessing Hodor, intending to say "I love you" to her.

——Only in Adona's beast-like strong body can he have the confidence to say love to her.

He likes to see her heroic figure when fishing with a three-pronged frog spear, likes her optimism and cheerfulness, likes her being as lively and active as he used to be, likes her loyalty and fearlessness, likes her beauty—even though it looks like it to outsiders. Lemera was thin and short, with a flat chest, like a little boy.

What he liked most was the smile in her green eyes when she looked at him.

Unfortunately, he couldn't speak.

Maester Luwin had told him that not only could he not walk, he would not be able to marry and have children, but he could be a maester.

Can't be Barristan the Fearless, can't marry and have kids

He expected the Three-Eyed Raven to do what Maester Luwin could not.

After all, it was the Three-Eyed Raven!

yes, now

Nine-year-old Bran seems to have grown up overnight, because he has tasted the suffering and helplessness of adults.

In the end, Bran looked at Meera expectantly, and said, "You also learn from Lord Brynden, and become Green Prophets with me."

If she also becomes a Greenseer, they can be together forever and ever.

Meera seemed to see something in his eyes, turned her head sadly, and said, "I, can't."

Jiu Jian sighed: "The gods only give the green spring water to a few mortals to drink, so that they can listen to the whispers of the leaves like gods, and see the world through the eyes of trees.

Bran, you are one of the lucky ones to drink from the Green Spring.

I'm a little luckier than Meera, drinking a sip of green spring water and possessing the ability to dream green.

But in your story, my part is over.It was my destiny to bring you here, and it is done. "

"Bran, Bran, Bran"

Suddenly, a call like a breeze appeared in Bran's ear.

He tried to listen intently, then rolled his eyes and limp on the blanket.

"Don't worry, he entered the green dream"

This is the last voice from the ear, the singer Ye Zi said.

"Where is this place? Why is it so dark?" Bran called out in horror as he was wrapped 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 puts its roots in the darkest abyss of the earth, and you are the root. Darkness will be your cloak, your shield, and your breast milk. Darkness will make you strong." "

"Starting today, I will be your mentor, and I will teach you how to grow quickly from the darkness!"

"Yes, mentor." Bran replied.

Castle Black.

"Hiss hiss—"

The flames in the fireplace danced like dancers, and the flames lit up Melisandre's eyes.

In the eyes of outsiders, the flames in the fireplace are just flames, but in the eyes of the red-robed woman, she sees something different.

A pale wooden face like a corpse rose from the flames, with a thousand and one blood-colored eyes on it, staring firmly at the red-robed woman.

The red-robed woman confronted him tit for tat without dodging or evading.

Suddenly, a boy with a wolf face rose up from the flames. He turned his head and snarled at her.

"Ah—" Melisandre whispered, covering her eyes and taking a step back.

"Huhuhu—" It seemed that a gust of wind was drawn into the fireplace, the flames swayed, and the ashes flew.

After a while, the tingling sensation in the eyes disappeared, and Melisandre put down her hands with a serious expression on her face.

At almost the same moment, the top garden of the Great Pyramid of Astapor.

Under the candlelight, a small banquet was going on.

Suddenly, a gust of fresh and salty sea breeze blew from the pier, lifting the hair around Dani's ears, and conveying a faint, dreamlike sound to her cochlea.

Seeing the dragon queen who suddenly stopped talking and stood there in a daze, Clinton and the others looked at each other, at a loss.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Old Aemon called softly.

"Huh?" Dani came back to her senses, put down the fork, stood up, walked to the waist-high thick parapet, and looked at the distant place to the west with a complicated expression.

"Would you believe me if I said that I heard the rustling of weirwood leaves outside the Great Wall just now?" She said softly.

"Uh" everyone was dumbfounded.

"Dani, what did you hear?" Aemon asked puzzled.

"Another Green Prophet was born, the weirwood rejoiced, and the trees and mountains and rivers of Westeros sang for him. Then, the wind brought this news to me." Dany said with a strange look.

To be honest, this is not the first time she has "heard" news from other places from the wind.

But the distance is not far, just near her.

And only when she enters the state of listening to the Song of the Wind, there is a very low probability of hearing it randomly.

"Your Majesty, can you hear what my sister is doing at this time?" Tyrion asked vaguely, chewing on a piece of delicious roast beef.

"Don't listen, I also know that she is cursing three people now." Dany sat back in her seat and continued her dinner.

"Who?"

"Big|Sparrow, you and your uncle Kevan."

"Uh, my uncle? Can he be compared to me, to the sparrow?" Tyrion asked incredulously.

"Kevon has taken her Iron Throne."

"Sir Kevan has become the regent? He is ten times smarter and a hundred times more stable than Cersei. With him, King's Landing will definitely be stabilized." Clinton was shocked.

The little devil smiled bitterly, "That's the problem. How can my old sister tolerate others stealing her things. Her things will always be hers, and after she likes other people's things, they are still hers."

"I'm afraid it will not be easy, Cersei has been accused of many crimes by the church, even if she escapes in the end, it will be difficult to reach the pinnacle of power again.

Neither the people nor the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms will tolerate the queen regent who is charged with murder, incest, adultery, and blasphemy. "Old Aemon said slowly.

"Hehe, if Cersei can admit defeat with peace of mind, I'm the loser! We'll just wait and see what she does, it must be very exciting." Dany sneered.

"Your Majesty really sees through my old sister!" Tyrion sighed and asked curiously, "Why didn't you?"

"I have sworn to the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms that I will not threaten her until the end of the night." Dany said this to little Aegon on her right.

(End of this chapter)