Brynden Rivers, or rather, the Three-Eyed Raven.
Though he was smiling, his single eye held no human emotion, only a profound depth that saw through everything.
Lynn said nothing, merely gazing silently at this legendary figure who had long since merged with the weirwood tree.
Jon Snow and Ygritte followed behind, not daring to breathe.
The scene before them had completely surpassed their understanding.
Especially Ygritte; she felt her legs were still weak, barely managing not to collapse to the ground through sheer survival instinct.
"It's safe here."
The Three-Eyed Raven seemed to see through their fear, and his voice sounded again.
"As long as this tree remains, as long as the Old Gods watch over us, this land will be protected by nature."
The protection of natural magic.
Lynn's heart stirred.
He closed his eyes, slowly spreading his mental power.
The next second, he "saw" it.
He saw countless pale green specks of light, like fireflies on a summer night, slowly flowing through this enormous cavern.
They emanated from the glowing moss on the cave walls, ascended from the strange plants, and finally converged into the massive weirwood tree at the center.
The weirwood tree's roots, like a neural network spread throughout the entire mountain, absorbed, transformed, and then released this energy.
It formed an invisible barrier, isolating everything from the outside world.
In this space, he couldn't even feel the biting cold beyond the Wall, only a warmth and tranquility like Spring.
What startled him even more was that when his mental power touched those green specks of light, an unprecedented sense of relief coursed through his entire body.
The fatigue from days of travel, the tension of facing the Night King, all seemed to be quietly soothed at this moment.
Good stuff!
No wonder the wights in the show disintegrated by magic immediately upon entering this cave.
A completely new type of magic!
Lynn's eyes snapped open, a trace of fervor flashing in their depths.
"Are you Children of the Forest?"
Lynn's gaze turned to Leaf, who stood by his side.
"We are the last of the singers."
Leaf looked at him with her golden-green cat-like eyes, her voice as clear as wind chimes.
"Our songs can soothe wounded souls and awaken the slumbering earth."
Melody magic!
No wonder he had heard that faint, ethereal singing just now; it turned out these little ones were behind it.
Magic that can directly affect the soul, if used against an enemy...
"The Night King seems very intent on killing you?"
Lynn didn't beat around the bush, going straight to the most crucial question.
"Because he resents the Children of the Forest, this is my fault, and it is only right that he wants to kill me."
"I can see the past, and I can see what is happening now."
The Three-Eyed Raven's voice carried a hint of weariness.
"In his eyes, I am an obstacle."
"I am like a thorn, stuck in the river of time, preventing him from completely controlling space and time."
"He wants to erase all memories of the Old Gods, to bring about an eternal Winter, to leave only one sound in this world, the silence of death."
"He wants to kill us, just as he wants to kill you."
Lynn didn't fully believe the Three-Eyed Raven's words.
These old foxes would definitely hide something from him.
Each person had their own version, even though the Night King hadn't spoken.
If he truly believed them, he might not even know how he died.
None of them were good.
The "gift" from the Night King was more like an investment.
A means to use him against another enemy.
For now, neither of the old monsters could be trusted.
"How can I help you?" Lynn asked.
"I need you to help me find a new body."
The Three-Eyed Raven said without hesitation.
Find a body?
Jon and Ygritte were horrified to hear this.
This didn't sound like a good thing; it sounded more like some evil demonic ritual.
"This shell has already decayed."
The Three-Eyed Raven looked at his limbs, which were fused with the tree roots.
"I've been trapped here for too long, and my power is draining away day by day."
"I need a new vessel, a vessel that also possesses the gift of Greensight, to carry my knowledge and power."
"In return,"
His gaze turned to the quietly standing Children of the Forest.
"They will teach you natural magic."
"And of course, their proud melody magic."
Lynn's breathing quickened instantly.
This was exactly what he wanted!
Ice Magic, while powerful, was too focused on destruction and slaughter.
But this natural magic and melody magic held infinite possibilities!
Just imagine.
If he could accelerate crop growth, the long Winter would no longer be terrifying.
If he could manipulate hearts with song, that would be a weapon more terrifying than any scheme or trick!
"What kind of vessel?"
Lynn suppressed the excitement in his heart.
"Someone with the blood of the First Men, accompanied by a direwolf, and with the talent of a warg."
The Three-Eyed Raven said slowly.
"Of course, someone with mental power as strong as yours would also work."
Jon's heart sank abruptly.
With the blood of the First Men, accompanied by a direwolf... he subconsciously thought of his brother, Bran Stark!
Jon's face instantly became extremely grim.
"No!"
He blurted out instinctively.
Lynn glanced at him, and Jon then realized his gaffe.
He opened his mouth but didn't know how to explain.
He couldn't tell Lynn that the so-called "vessel" was very likely his brother.
"I... I just think this kind of thing... is too evil!"
Jon struggled for a long time before coming up with a clumsy excuse.
Lynn no longer paid attention to the conflicted Jon; he looked at the Three-Eyed Raven.
"I agree."
"But not direwolf owners, they are all my friends."
"I can find someone with abundant mental power for you."
"However, I have one more condition."
"Speak."
"I want to learn magic first."
Lynn said unceremoniously.
"Once I confirm that you haven't lied to me, I'll help you find that vessel."
He was not some gullible person to be manipulated.
Not releasing the hawk until the rabbit is seen was the true nature of a transmigrator.
"No."
The Three-Eyed Raven seemed to have anticipated his words and showed no surprise.
"There's something strange in your body; I clearly taught you the most basic Greensight, yet you managed to master it more profoundly on your own."
Lynn felt a bit awkward; it seemed that trying to fool him was difficult.
This old man possessed Greensight and could easily see through his inexplicable anomalies.
However, he still hadn't discovered the existence of the system.
Presumably, this system was something more advanced, beyond his perception.
"But I can let you experience it first."
The Three-Eyed Raven tilted his head towards Leaf.
Leaf understood.
She led a few other Children of the Forest and walked in front of Lynn.
They didn't speak, just formed a circle, and then simultaneously closed their eyes.
The next second.
An ethereal, profound song, impossible to describe with any language, emanated from their throats.
The song had no melody, no lyrics, yet it seemed to contain the most beautiful rhythms of heaven and earth.
A gentle breeze brushed his cheeks.
The scent of growing plants.
The sound of melting ice and snow.
The joy of all things reviving.
Lynn felt as if his soul had left his body, floating in this wondrous world constructed by the song.
Then, he saw it again.
He saw a seed, urged by the power of nature, break through the frozen soil, sprout, blossom, and then instantly wither, turning to dust.
He saw mountain streams, guided by the song, converge into rivers, rushing into the sea.
Jon and Ygritte, standing nearby, were also stunned.
The entanglement and pain in Jon's heart were gradually soothed by this song, leaving only an unprecedented tranquility.
And Ygritte, her face, always marked with stubbornness and vigilance, was now serene.
She seemed to have returned to her childhood.
Lying in her mother's arms, listening to the oldest lullabies, all fears and anxieties vanished.
She even unconsciously hummed an ancient Free Folk song, echoing the Children of the Forest's singing.
Lynn took a deep breath, firmly imprinting this wonderful feeling in his mind.
His mental power, under the baptism of the song, was becoming more condensed and purer at an incredible speed!
This was even more effective than consuming any rare treasures!
An effective way to replenish mental power!
Lynn was overjoyed.
Just as Lynn was immersed in this wondrous experience, the Three-Eyed Raven's voice, like a basin of cold water, abruptly pulled him back from the illusion to reality.
"Do you feel it? This is the power of life."
"As long as you can bring the person here, this power will be yours."
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