Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web.

Chapter 36: Wolf Spirit

The throne of the King of Winter is not the end.

Continuing forward, passing through long passages, ruins, dark rivers, and caves, they saw the light.

The clear sky showered down bright white light, and the scene was filled with cold, strong, and battered ancient trees, dotted with patches of eternal snow.

The old soldier with a rough face whispered, "This is the Wolfswood."

The oldest and most vast forest in the North.

No wonder it was still possible to breathe smoothly so deep within the crypt.

After walking for a full hour, the sun had already set by the time they reached the gates of Winterfell from the ground.

Duke Eddard rushed over immediately.

"Where did you run off to? Do you know how worried everyone was?"

The Duke turned to the side, "Vayon, go find the soldiers in the crypt. The people have been found, tell them to come up quickly."

Winterfell's steward, Vayon Poole, immediately accepted the order and left.

Arya shook her father's arm, her face only showing excitement, "The crypt is so deep and long, and there's a huge, huge throne!"

Bran couldn't help but add, "That must be the throne of the King of Winter."

Duke Eddard still looked serious, "Don't worry about any throne, your mother is going crazy with worry, hurry back."

"Besides," Eddard glanced at Joffrey.

"The King of Winter has long become a story. Winterfell is now the North, and there is no king anymore."

Joffrey smiled apologetically, "I've troubled you, Lord Eddard. Don't blame Bran and Arya, this was all my idea."

"Thinking about it now, I really shouldn't have disturbed the Stark ancestors' rest."

Bran was still too naive, and immediately confessed to his father in a small voice, his face red, "Actually, I insisted on going, Father, don't misunderstand His Highness."

"Honesty is a good quality." Eddard patted Bran's shoulder, "I don't blame you. It's good that you're back."

Bran and Arya both breathed a sigh of relief.

On the way back to the main castle, the two children who had successfully adventured were still proudly showing off the wonderful sights and sounds of the crypt to their father.

Joffrey could feel Eddard's gaze.

It seemed that Duke Stark understood who the culprit was.

Presumptuously peeking into the Stark's secrets, disturbing the dead, and taking two young wolves into danger.

Joffrey silently added a sound effect to this: Ding, system notification, Eddard Stark's favorability -1, Winterfell reputation -1.

Fortunately, his status as Crown Prince was a shield.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, the King's laughter could be heard.

Dinner indeed had a main course.

The wild yak that the King had personally stabbed to death was skewered on a thick iron rod, turning in circles, and the bright grease dripped from time to time onto the charcoal fire below, igniting clusters of flames.

The yak had never received so much love.

Every time a layer was roasted, someone would come to cut off the right amount of meat, and then carefully brush on spicy, fragrant, or sweet seasonings on the yak's body on the grill to suit the different tastes of the nobles.

Joffrey wanted spicy.

The meat was quite firm, with an indescribable wild flavor, not bad.

Bran came over.

After a half-day of adventure, Bran felt that he was already a good friend of the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness, I know many places in the city that no one knows about. We can go play together later, how about it?"

Joffrey especially didn't want to go to the Ruined Tower.

"I'm very interested, but unfortunately, King's Landing has been urging my father to return, and I can't stay for long. I'd better leave my time to the people of the North."

Joffrey changed the subject.

"Bran, your father will be a good Hand."

"When we get to the South, you will definitely like the Red Keep. There are many secrets in the Dragonpit and under the Red Keep."

"I only hope Lord Eddard doesn't refuse."

Bran was full of hope, "How could Father disagree?"

The Dragonpit, this legendary name immediately grabbed Bran's heart. How big must the place where dragons live be? Do dragon knights live there too?

Bran seemed to see himself wearing white clothes and white armor, riding a dragon, and guarding the king.

Bran remembered all the stories of the Kingsguard:

Savion "Mirror Shield" from hundreds of years ago, Ser Ryam Redwyne, Prince Aemon the Dragonknight, Ser Arryk and Ser Erryk, the twin brothers who lived and died together in the Dance of the Dragons.

Gerold Hightower "The White Bull", Arthur Dayne "The Sword of the Morning", and Barristan "The Bold".

"Your Highness, when you become king in the future, you must, must let me be a member of the Kingsguard."

Bran dreamed of his great knightly path.

Bran, you are the future Green Seer, the Three-Eyed Raven, Brandon Stark.

Joffrey smiled, "Definitely."

Skinchangers are also called wolf spirits. These people have a special talent, able to enter and control the bodies of animals with their minds, and even continue to live in the bodies of animals after death.

Legend has it that only one in a thousand people has the talent of a skinchanger hidden in their bodies, and only one in a thousand skinchangers can become a Green Seer.

Why do most of the people in the Stark family have the talent of skinchangers?

How do skinchangers work? Why can't the magical light be seen on Bran and others?

Why would Bran be approached by the current Green Seer?

The moment Joffrey sat on the throne of the King of Winter, all these questions had answers.

The new runes revealed many historical truths.

His gaze crossed the river of time to the distant past, the past when the North was still called Winter.

At that time, the throne was not in the dark underground. It was bathed in ice and snow and blood.

Countless figures came and went under the throne, offering sacrifices, struggling or desperate, to the supreme throne.

Long-faced men and women wearing heavy animal skins presided over the sacrifice.

Some of them held bronze scythes, swords, and axes, cutting the throats of the sacrifices, chopping off their heads, and letting the steaming red liquid seep into the snow and flow to the throne;

Some raised heavy stones, smashing the flesh and blood of the sacrifices into a pulp;

Some simply placed the heads of the sacrifices next to the throne and sprinkled blood on the throne.

Souls were exchanged for magic.

He saw the magical light on the throne become even brighter, and sprinkled starlight into the shadows below.

Not everyone had this honor. He noticed that most of the people the starlight floated to had gray eyes, black-brown hair, and long faces.

Stark.

These people were already leaders at that time.

The starlight disappeared into the human body.

He saw those people display extraordinary abilities, but he still couldn't see the magical light on their bodies.

He stepped down from the throne.

Looking at the throne again, those scenes dissipated with the wind, leaving only an empty black stone.

He already knew the secret of the wolf spirit.

There are three types of runes on the throne, one is a mental rune, and the other two are unknown. But he can now give them a name.

One is a flashback rune, which allows him to see the past with the help of a medium.

One is a bloodline rune, which can integrate the power of other runes into the human bloodline, although it is weak and invisible, it is passed down from generation to generation.

Isn't the weakened version of the mental rune the wolf spirit talent?

The Green Seer can observe the past through the weirwood trees. The effect of the flashback rune is almost exactly the same, even stronger.

No wonder Bran would be targeted by the Green Seer.

The next Green Seer appointed by Brynden Rivers, the Three-Eyed Raven—can Bran's fate not be changed?

Perhaps there can be a Kingsguard "Wolf Spirit" Brandon Stark.

Joffrey wanted to try.

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