[A Song of Ice and Fire] Roga

The road was narrow, curved and low. Prince Rogar's head scraped against some broken soil from time to time, and several times his eye sockets hit the thick rhizomes growing from the corridor wall.

The singer walks in the front with a torch in hand.Children of the forest, that's what the First Men called the singers, but they called themselves "those who sang the land".The cloak of leaves rustled behind her, and the corridor turned and turned. They went down a short distance, and the cave forked. The left fork was as black as asphalt. Roja didn't dare to look over there, and they walked to the right fork.

As the light and shadow flowed, he saw a huge white snake crawling in and out on the ground, almost unable to breathe.Looking closely, it turned out to be the root of the white heart tree, which he had seen in Winterfell, with a white trunk and red leaves.There should be a forest of heart trees over their heads.

He followed the singer and her torch, and headed deep into the earth.They passed one fork after another, and there were many empty caves between the fork and the fork, with stone teeth hanging from the top of the cave.Rogar heard the sound of dripping water somewhere, and looked back, and found many eyes looking back at him, more children of the forest.Those narrow eyes gleamed in the light of the torches.

As you go deeper, all color disappears, leaving only black soil and white stones.Tree roots are everywhere, entangled with breaking ground and breaking rocks.Something crumbled under his feet, and he paused to look down. The road was littered with animal and animal bones, and others.The big ones belonged to giants, and the small ones might have belonged to singers.Tree roots grow from each skull and wrap around them, some with crows perched on them.

The last section of the road was especially steep, and he slipped and fell down this section with one step and two steps.There is a natural stone bridge across the canyon ahead.The singer stood on the other side of the bridge, and the sound of gurgling water came from the deep bridge, an underground river.

Luo Jia looked hesitantly at the slippery and dark bridge deck, and tentatively took a step forward.

"No, boy" the singer stopped, "he's behind you" and she raised the torch a little higher.Roja turned around.

A king loomed before him, pale and ebony, his expression as if in sleep, his weirwood throne wrapped around his withered limbs like a mother to a child.He is like a skeleton that has died but has not fallen down, living in the world with a trace of divine will.

"He has basically merged with the tree, but he still lingers. This is for us, for you, and for the human kingdom." The singer said quietly.

There is no raging cold wind, blizzard, or solid ice in the depths of the ground, only a trace of cold air seeping from the stones.Rogar looked up at him.

The King of Skeletons had fair skin, with only a bloody birthmark crawling from his neck to his cheeks, and his white hair was delicate and slender, dragging straight to the ground.He has only one eye, red, and the other is an empty socket.Rogar could feel the red eye looking at him.

"You are?" Roga pondered over the wording. Is he the crow that summoned him, or the "last green prophet" that the singer called, and Roga changed the way of asking, "What is your name?"

"I have many names when I can move, and my mother named me Brynden when she was feeding me." The pale king's voice was dry, and his lips moved as if he had forgotten how to speak.His clothes were decayed and faded, but they had once been black.

Prince Rogar thought about it, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, black clothes, red birthmark, and one red eye, "You are Lord Bloodraven, Brynden Rivers, the Hand of the King of Aerys I. Commander-in-Chief of the Great Wall."

"Yes, it used to be," the king said slowly, "I have experienced many things, Roga, and this is what I am now. But the person who came here should not be you, but another history with disabled legs. Tucker boy. I watched him long, and with a thousand and one eyes saw his birth, and the birth of his father before him. I saw him take his first step, his first dream. I I should have seen him fall from the tower with my own eyes, and finally come to me. But unexpectedly, he encountered a change in this world."

Rogar was confused, "You are waiting for a Stark boy, which one, Robb, Bran, Rickon, is it Jon?"

"I should have said it," the Green Prophet said with a sigh, and the sound of the dark underground river echoed throughout the cavern.Sometimes there are singing voices floating from below, the singers are singing the ancient source language.

"Then why did you summon me here?" Roga asked.

"Naturally, to solve the urgent needs of mankind..." Green Prophet said.

Luo Jia's breathing became lighter, "Really? Lord Blood Raven, no, Lord Green Prophet, that's really, great." He looked at the king on the weirwood throne, "There are too many sacrifices on the Great Wall , can you tell me how to deal with the White Walkers?"

The Green Prophet let out a ghostly laugh, "Didn't you already know, fight?"

Rogar was a little frustrated, he nodded "Of course, yes, fighting." He didn't know what else to say.

Greenseer paused, and Singer came over, a sword in his hand. "You take it and keep fighting," Greenseer said.

Rogar was stunned. As far as he knew, Lord Bloodraven was using the famous Valyrian steel sword—"Dark Sister!" Rogar exclaimed.He took the sword with trembling hands, how could my swordsmanship match this sword.

"We will join you in this war" the singer's voice echoed in the cave, and more singers emerged, watching him.

Luo Jia was a little incoherent, "Thank you, thank you", he looked at the Green Prophet, and looked at the weirwood king who was like a corpse with some pity, "May I ask you what I can do for you?"

The Green Prophet seemed to laugh, "We'll meet again, go, boy"

The singers entertained Roja with mushrooms from the bottom of the mountain and blind fish from the underground river, which was as delicious cooked as the fish outside.The goats who shared the cave with the singer provided their milk.Rogar also drank a thick red soup with barley, onions, and chunks of meat.

After filling their stomachs, Roja and the singers walked out of the cave.

"Rego!" Prince Roga called out, and then said to the singers, "Then I will go first."

The singer nodded to him, sadness in his narrow eyes.

"Don't be afraid, send us a signal when it's time to light the fire. We will definitely defeat them." Roja pointed to the dragon crystal and the torch in their hands, comforting.

The singer still nodded.Her eyes were always sad and tired.

Prince Roja turned around and climbed onto the back of the dragon, Lei Ge soared into the sky and flew towards the Great Wall.

In the distance, cold fog filled the air, and the walls of the Great Wall vaguely appeared in sight. Luo Jia was familiar with the biting cold and the smell of clean snow.They circled for two weeks and landed on the top of the King's Tower.