"To ascend to the throne, you need stepping stones."

"Stepping stones?"

"Yes, there is no need for angelic traction, no need for demon sacrifices, and no need to hunt elemental spirits, necromancers only need to find the right stepping stones, and they can be promoted to become true transcendentals, ancient demons, elemental species, evil creatures, angels, even humans, anyone, as long as he has this qualification, we can step on it and ascend to the throne!"

"Anyone?"

"That's right, anyone!"

"Where do I find it?"

"You can try to go to the forest to hunt the ancient demons first, but if you can't do it, you can only find trouble with the demon apostles, or those school mages can also do. Of course, if we have to, we can also try to ambush a church ring, maybe we can deprive them of their heavenly bloodline, hehe. ”

……

The slumber was gone, the sound of ill-intentioned laughter still echoed in his ears, and the conversation between a man and a woman in Castle Black made Charles faintly realize.

This is the necromancer's path to advancement?

He opened his eyes and thought to himself as he stared at the ceiling hidden in the darkness.

"How do you use the so-called stepping stones?"

He didn't know, the previous dream was just a conversation, there was no substantive operation, and he didn't know exactly what to do.

"Maybe when I get out, I'll find a way in the dungeon." With that in mind, he lifted the futon and began to put on his clothes.

Today was a busy day, watching a duel in the morning, going to an unknown red wasteland at noon, and attending a dinner party in Winterfell in the afternoon.

And the night did not stop, and in his sleep he dreamed again about certain memories of his "aunt".

Only then did he have to go out again.

It seemed to be late at night now, and he wouldn't have woken up so early under normal circumstances, but he woke up only because of the hint of the True Eye.

[Your spirit is touched by a special power]

The True Eye can even appear when dreaming, and I have to say, this is really a very "intimate" ability.

So what is this special power?

Without a second thought, Charles thought of the woodland behind Winterfell.

The Sacred Forest, the Heart Tree, or rather, the so-called Old Gods.

It was the middle of the second day of his arrival in Winterfell, and he didn't encounter anything unusual except for the beginning, he thought that the "crow" would remain hidden like this, but he didn't expect it to suddenly appear in the middle of the night.

"I panic when I'm idle, and don't touch the ground when I'm busy." Secretly complaining, he didn't have any displeasure, but looked forward to it.

"If it can communicate, just ask about the stranger."

The name of the world here is A Song of Ice and Fire, and Charles feels that the so-called reality of the world should be inseparable from the words ice and fire, so he cares a lot about dragons and ghosts.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have any other clues.

Dressed and guarded by guards at the door, Mrs. Stark had arranged for her to be very respectful, and Charles said it was very useful.

So Charles didn't refuse her request to treat her son, but when it came to the end, Mrs. Stark began to hesitate - after all, someone needed to make a sacrifice, and Winterfell didn't seem to have a suitable candidate right now.

When they walked out of the door, they greeted each other, and the group walked towards the Sacred Wood Forest.

Winterfell was silent at night, and no one was awake except for the guards who were protecting the important ones, walking through the ancient castle, breathing, footsteps, and the wind outside.

Exiting the main fort, walking through the courtyard, through the promenade and a few minarets, he finally came to a woodland shaded by dense branches.

At Charles's signal, the guards stood guard at the entrance to the Sacred Wood Forest, while he stepped in alone.

Under the dense shade of the trees, the cold moonlight shone brightly, and two wolves noticed his arrival, one gray and one black.

The gray one looked at him quietly, then lowered his head again to pull up the surface covered with rotten leaves, while the black one barked at him a few times, and fled in panic with his tail between his legs after Charles looked at him.

Compared to his brother, the wolf's mood was really unstable, as he noticed the last time Charles came.

But it was a small matter, and Charles didn't pay much attention to it, and after stepping into the woods, he swept around and then came to the white heart tree.

[Winterfell's Fish Beam Wood Heart Tree, it is very old, and it contains special power and spirituality in its body]

[It is wary of you]

A tree's vigilance?

Charles was dumbfounded. Then he squatted down and carefully looked at the faces of the people on the tree, and then put his hand on it.

At the same time, a sigh appeared in his ear.

"Your soul is very strong, I can't enter your dreams, I can only use this method, please forgive me."

The voice seemed to sound beside him, and he turned his head to see an old man in a black robe standing beside him unconsciously.

The old man had gray hair, was dressed in a black robe, and his face looked kind, but his eyes were quite deep and quiet.

"Three-eyed crow?"

Charles asked tentatively.

He doesn't remember much about this drama, but he still has an impression of the extraordinary power in it.

"Just call me Brynden."

Seeing Charles stand up, the black-robed old man looked at him quietly, "What should I call you?" It's the Charles in their mouths. Cranston? Or the children of the seven gods, or the new gods? ”

"You can call me Charles, too." Charles replied.

"Charles. Cranston. The three-eyed crow muttered silently, and then said: "I have met your predecessor, he is not as young as you, in fact, I have seen all the sons of the Seven Gods in the past generations of the Church of the Seven Gods, including the last son of Raff three hundred years ago, so I am familiar with you." So, how much do you know about me? ”

"If you can, I think you can introduce yourself." Charles doesn't think that he can "fool" others with certain fragments of his own memories alone, so it is better to be honest at the beginning.

The old man glanced at him clearly, then thought for a moment, and said succinctly: "Six thousand years ago, this continent was originally shrouded in the light of the Heart Tree, until the Andals and the Seven Gods of their faith landed on the Five Fingers Peninsula and began to squeeze our living space. ”

"Now, as you can see, the Heart Tree has lost all its power beyond the North."

"So we're enemies?"

The old man said in a deep voice: "We may have been enemies, but we must unite before the real war comes. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly performed an ancient ritual at Charles: "Without the protection of the Old Gods, the Stark family should have been in a disaster, thank you for saving them." ”

"Protection?" Charles raised an eyebrow, thinking of some hapless little creature who had been crippled in his castle.

As if guessing what he was thinking, the Three-Eyed Raven sighed, "The Starks are important, and Bran is especially important. I can't let him leave the north, in the south he will be in danger, very dangerous. ”

There is a danger indeed.

Charles thought to himself, and then asked, "What are you talking about about the crisis?" Strange ghosts? ”

"The Wraiths, the Night King, and the power behind them, the dark, the terrible power."

The old man muttered, staring at Charles and said, "You may have great power in the south, but now in the north, you have lost all your strength. Not to mention the north of the Great Wall, the land of eternal winter, the realm of alien gods. He's gathering strength to break the Wall, and if that happens, your forces won't be able to resist them until the Night King kills them all. So, please help me not to let it succeed! ”

Charles was noncommittal.

What the old man said was actually not wrong, judging from the duel this morning, he was indeed suppressed by a lot of strength. And if the north of the Great Wall is really the territory of another "god", then the "seven gods" of Shire will only be suppressed even worse.

However, do you think I only rely on this bastard for food?

Charles smiled, not thinking much of explaining. Instead, he asked, "So you called me out in the hope that I would help you?" ”

"Yes."

"How to help, what to help? As you said, I don't have much power here. ”

"A group of Night's Watch is stationed at Fist of the Ancestors, they have been shrouded in darkness, I can't help them, I want you to help me inform Stark that there is his illegitimate child among them."

"Why don't you come yourself?"

"The army of the northerners is stationed in the wolf forest, and at this time, the wolf forest is infiltrated by the power of the drowning gods, and I can't get close." The old man shook his head, "What's more, I'm different from you, and I can't communicate with people casually." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly said with a solemn expression: "You should also be careful, the power of the drowning god is in the sea, but if it wants to, it can also do a lot of things on land, I don't know what it wants to do when it expends its strength to go ashore, but it must not be a good thing, the drowning god is a servant of darkness, we should be wary of it." ”

Drowning ......

Charles was at a loss, he had no idea about the god in his memory.

But since he can invade the north, and the person in front of him has no backhand, he should be "powerful" than the local old god, right?

Speaking of which, this person looks very weak, maybe he took advantage of the fire to rob.

Charles thought, and suddenly came up with the idea of taking advantage of the fire.

"By the way, since I'm out of strength, don't you mind if I accumulate strength in the north?"

Hearing this, the Three-Eyed Raven was silent for a moment, and then sighed, "I can't stop you, my strength has been spent too much in the Land of Eternal Winter. But please don't cut down the heart tree, please. ”

With that, he shook his head, and everything in front of him faded.

When I opened my eyes again, the environment was bleak, and the heart tree no longer had the spirituality it once had.

Retracting the hand that caressed Kojoki's cheek, Charles got up and thought.

To be honest, in the face of that strange ghost, even if he didn't ask him for help, Charles would take the initiative to get in, but now that he did it, in a sense, he "took the initiative".

Leave that aside for now.

The things he said made Charles think deeply.

The three-eyed crow knows more about the Seven Gods.

However, he thinks that the Charr is a god, and never mentions the scepter or the real god or anything like that.

Although many people thought so, including Charles himself at times, he was never sure.

Now it seemed that it was really as he had guessed, that the scepter was just an accessory.

Does it mean that this was the case in all the previous churches, where the scepter was not God, but the person who held the scepter?

Coupled with the artificiality shown by the True Eye.

Charles began to have a guess.

Are the seven gods man-made?

The name of the Seven Gods, which is essentially a person behind the back?

So, what about the Seven Gods, the so-called Old Gods?

What exactly is a three-eyed crow?

If that's what he thinks, then how can he make a god?

Groaning back to the bedroom, he thought of the so-called drowning god again.

Whether the drowning god is man-made or not is it aside, what is the purpose of his landing?

Help the Iron Islands invade the North?

But if this is really necessary, Charles should have the impression that he pays more attention to supernatural power when watching the show, and in addition to the dragon and the strange ghost, there is only an old woman in a red robe, plus this crow, there seems to be nothing else.

Out of the plot? The reason? He hadn't been to the Iron Islands......

Thinking about it, the sky brightened, and I don't know how long it took, the attendant outside the door came to report.

"Sir Brambon, Madame invites you to breakfast."

"Okay, come on."

Charles responded.