A certain sword soul's infinite journey

"Don't worry." Lin Yi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Before I leave, I will eliminate all threats within a ten-mile radius for Castle Black."

"……what?"

Jon Snow was taken aback for a moment, and before he remembered turning the corner, he saw Lin Yi in front of him stepping on the edge of the city wall, leaping up like a falcon.

"Danger!"

Jon Snow's pupils shrank, and he blurted out eager words. His right hand subconsciously wanted to catch Lin Yi, who jumped down the city wall, but he didn't even catch a trace of his clothes. He could only stare at Lin Yi's fast speed in despair. falling body.

"Bam—"

Countless snowflakes rose from the sky, and a circular pothole appeared on the snow-covered ground.

Just when there was a hint of despair in Jon Snow's eyes, a familiar figure slowly walked out of the snowstorm as if nothing had happened, raised his head with a smile, and waved his hand at Jon Snow, who was looking dull on the city wall. wave.

In the next second, the figure under the city wall suddenly disappeared.

A bright silver light flashed in an instant, and with the howling wind, it slammed into a clear trajectory on the snow-covered ground.

Jon Snow stared down dully, his delicate eyes turned mechanically, and followed the silver light into the dense forest outside the city wall.

"Boom boom-"

Dull loud noises sounded one after another, several huge and gorgeous snowflakes exploded in the dense forest, countless tall and sturdy trees fell down in the wind, snow and smoke, and from time to time, there were faint wailings of a few giant bears beyond the Great Wall .

above the city wall.

Jon Snow's eyes were brilliant, and his pupils reflected a silver light that could almost compete with the stars.

Is this the demeanor of the legendary number one swordsman?

Chapter 524 Winterfell

The next morning, all the soldiers in Castle Black walked out of the room refreshed.

Even the usually solemn Commander-in-Chief Mormont couldn't help stretching his waist, wondering inwardly, how could the quality of sleep be so good after he fell asleep even though he was still worrying about the White Walkers and Westeros before going to bed.

"commander."

Jon Snow's voice came from the side, Mormont turned his head and looked at the young officer who had just walked up the wooden stairs, his old face quickly returned to its previous solemnity.

"Jon, was there anything unusual last night?"

"This……"

Jon Snow hesitated, wondering if what happened last night was considered abnormal.

Mormont noticed something was wrong, and immediately frowned: "What happened?"

Jon Snow no longer hesitated, and said, "Master Yi left last night."

Commander Mormont suddenly said in astonishment: "... last night?!"

"Ah."

Jon Snow nodded, and told Mormont what Lin Yi said in a low voice last night. Mormont looked shocked and weird, and he choked out a few words after a long time: "Quick, bring some Come out of the city wall with me personally!"

Soon, Commander Mormont and Jon Snow led a group of rangers out of the city wall and into the forest outside the Great Wall. Ten minutes later, everyone returned to the city wall in silence, with a faint expression on their faces. shocking and complex.

"Commander, what happened?"

"It's nothing."

Mormont shook his head, looking back at the forest with a complicated expression.

"Officer Snow."

"I'm here!"

"Send more people into the forest to retrieve those corpses, that is the food that Master Yi gave us, it cannot be wasted..."

"Yes!"

……

Winterfell.

Winterfell, which has experienced several wars, still stands as before, as if the previous wars have not affected it at all, the tall city gates are still full of cars and people.

The breath exhaled by the centaur intertwined into a white mist in the cold morning air.

In the attic that you can see as soon as you enter the city, a tall man with a stature of nearly [-] meters is carefully pushing a wheelchair. On the wheelchair sits a nobleman in fox fur. It is Stark. The second son of the family - Bran Stark.

Since seeing the incest between Cersei and his brother, Bran was pushed off the tower and his legs were paralyzed. He could only live in a wheelchair and on a bed. Any good doctor would have sentenced his legs to death, but as Yi The talent of the shaper made him stand up again on another level.

At this moment, Bran's eyes are whitening, and he is connected to another perspective through the ability of the skinchanger.

Suddenly, Bran's vision returned, and his eyes were icy blue again, with a trace of astonishment and surprise in his expression: "Hodor, take me back to the catacombs, hurry up!"

"Hodor!"

The giant man with a simple and honest expression quickly responded, pushed Bran out of the attic, and walked towards the underground catacombs of Winterfell surrounded by a group of guards and generals.

The underground catacombs of Winterfell are buried with all the kings of the North and the heads of the Stark family. It is a very sacred place for the Stark family. Naturally, those guards who are still inexperienced cannot enter.

Bran ordered outside the tomb, leaving all the guards outside, only Hodor pushed the wheelchair and entered the secret passage leading to the tomb with him.

After a winding set of stone steps, Bran and Hodor came to a huge sloping wooden door.

That was the wooden door that was closed only after Robb led most of the troops out of the northern border. The wooden door was inlaid with iron sheets and iron rivets. It was a foot thick and extremely heavy.

But this can't trouble Hodor who has a small amount of giant blood.

The burly giant stretched out his hands and grabbed a chain from the dark corner next to the wooden door. The muscles in his thick arms swelled, and he pulled up the heavy iron-wooden door with his own strength.

"Crack-"

The crisp sound of the amplifier sounded, and the heavy iron-wooden door was hung on the top.

Hodor walked up to the wheelchair, stretched out his giant palms like cattail leaf fans to pick up Bran Stark in the wheelchair, and carried him into the catacomb like this.

The tomb of Winterfell is buried deep underground, and the area of ​​the cave is even larger than that of the Fort above. The passages in the cellar are long and narrow, and thick stone pillars stand on the side in groups of two. Between each group of stone pillars There is a stone statue of the former Lord Stark, with an iron sword stuck in front of the stone statue, and a howling direwolf at his feet.

Bran reached out and grabbed Hodor's skirt, fixed his figure, and looked forward with a pair of ice-blue eyes complicatedly, and saw the stone statue belonging to his father Ed Stark, and the stone statue in front of the stone statue. A tall figure standing tall.

"That's my father's stone statue... Mr. Yi Lin."

A crisp voice that still belonged to a young man came, and the figure standing in front of the stone statue turned around, revealing the handsome face that belonged to Lin Yi, and his dark eyes sized up the young man in A Duo's arms with interest.

"Of course I know this is your father's stone statue."

Lin Yi smiled slightly, looked up and down the calm young man, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to stand up again, Bran Stark?"

He thought that these words would move Bran, but to his surprise, there was no reaction on the boy's face as he had imagined.

"You're not the first person to say that to me." Bran replied calmly.

"It looks like you've already met that person."

Lin Yi smiled, shook his head and said, "But I'm not the same as that old liar. He can only make you stand up with the help of other creatures' bodies, but I can make your current body stand up."

"..."

Hearing this sentence, Bran's expression was finally moved.

Lin Yi chuckled, turned his eyes slightly, and landed on the stone long sword in the hand of the stone statue of Ed Stark: "This is the great sword 'Ice', the family heirloom of your Stark family."

"Yes."

Bran turned his gaze to the long sword, and said calmly, "Although it's just a stone sword now, sooner or later, what's standing here will turn into real ice, and Robb will take it back."

"Not always."

Lin Yi pouted noncommittally. He wasn't trying to fight Bran, but as far as he knew, Tywin Lannister had already fused the 'Ice' sword into two smaller tiles. Even if Robb really wins the land of Westeros in the future, the Lelian steel sword may not be able to restore the original ice exactly.

Bran didn't know if he sensed Lin Yi's determination, he didn't open his mouth to refute his words, but turned his head and whispered something in Hodor's ear, Hodor nodded, and put Bran's body on the ground against the wall After silently looking at Lin Yi with copper bell-like eyes, he turned and walked out of the cellar.

Lin Yi was a little surprised, walked up to Bran with a smile on his face, and sat down facing him against the wall.

"Are you so worried about me?"

"You are Arya's swordsmanship teacher. You escorted her from King's Landing to the North, and you told Anser about Greyjoy's betrayal before heading to the Great Wall, so that I was able to survive the raid on Winterfell." If you are spared, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are my great benefactor, Stark, how can I be afraid of you?"

"But I also assassinated a king~"

"That's just because you can't see Joffrey's slander against my father." Bran shook his head.

Lin Yi looked at Bran in surprise. He really didn't expect that Bran could grow into such a wise and precocious appearance after breaking away from the track of the original Green Prophet.

If he remembers correctly, this kid is only 11 years old now, right?

Lin Yi looked at him in amazement: "At such a young age, you can still see clearly."

"11 years old, not too young." Bran said calmly, "I am the oldest Stark in Winterfell now, don't hurry up and put Winterfell on my shoulders, do you still expect to be five years younger than me?" Old Rickon?"

"..."

Lin Yi's expression was complicated, and he sighed after a long time. He talked under Bran's astonished gaze, and rubbed his head with his big hand.

"Thanks a lot."

"..."

Bran's expression was subtle, and he seemed a little puzzled in his reddish face.

"Just encouragement."

Lin Yi smiled and sat down again: "Arya liked this kind of encouragement very much back then. Your age is about the same as Arya back then, so I thought you would like it too."

"..."

Bran looked weird, and it took him a long time to say: "But I'm a boy."

"it's the same!"

Lin Yi smiled indifferently, and looked at Bran, who finally had a childish look, with his dark eyes, and suddenly asked, "By the way, where is Anser, is he still staying in Winterfell?"

ancer...

Hearing the name, Bran couldn't help but fell silent.

It took a long time before Bran spoke.

"He is dead."

"..."

Lin Yi sighed slightly, and secretly said in his heart that it was true.

When Bran was silent just now, he had almost guessed.

"Anser... died at the hands of the red-robed woman, right?"

"Ah."

Bran nodded calmly, and immediately talked about Anser.

Anser was a knight who was loyal to Robb at the beginning, and belonged to the family of Stark. He was sent by Robb to serve as Lin Yi's guide, and then Lin Yi told Greyjoy about the raid on Winterfell, so He hurried to Winterfell to help fend off the enemy.

At that time, Winterfell was short of manpower, especially generals. As Stark's vassal, Anser naturally stayed and led the guards of Winterfell and the private soldiers of the Stark family to repel Ge Rayjoy, and then Robb was appointed as the wartime guard of Winterfell under Bran's recommendation.

Until the last raid by Stannis' army, he was killed in the room by the red-robed woman using shadow magic...

Lin Yi sighed. Commander Mormont mentioned before that the general of Winterfell was assassinated by the red-robed woman, but he didn't expect that this general was actually that Anser back then.

This guy... was killed by himself, right?

Lin Yi couldn't help thinking this way.

Looking at Lin Yi's melancholy face with a calm expression, Bran suddenly asked, "Do you want to go see him?"

"……where?"

"In the First Castle, there is a cemetery dedicated to burying the most loyal servants of the Stark family. Anser is Robb's retainer and died protecting the Stark family. Naturally, he should be buried there."

"...then go and have a look."

Lin Yi sighed slightly, with a hint of emotion on his handsome face.

Although there are not many memories about Anser in his mind, he can still be regarded as an acquaintance who has been with him for more than a month.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi couldn't help but reached out and patted Bran on the shoulder.

In the next second, silver-white light sank into Bran's body like flowing water, and a warm current permeated from his shoulders to his whole body, filling his limbs and bones.