Gary jumped off the back of Drogon. He stepped on the soft snow and slowly came to the front of the Li De siblings.
Meera Reed took out a three-pointed harpoon from his back. Jojen Reed nocked an arrow and drew his bow. Both siblings were very cautious and shouted to Gary, "Stop! Don't come here! Who are you? Why are you blocking our way."
Gary took off his helmet, pointed at Meera's harpoon, and said with a smile, "Are you Holland Reed's daughter? Is the harpoon a traditional weapon of your family? When your father came to Winterfell to attend the meeting, he also brought a harpoon."
"Hodor!" Hodor saw Gary and shouted in surprise.
Gary smiled and greeted him, "Long time no see, Hodor. You are still so... strong."
Hodor excitedly put down the stretcher and turned the stretcher around so that Bran could also see Gary.
Upon seeing this, the Li De siblings immediately understood that the other party was an acquaintance of Winterfell. They immediately put down their weapons and asked, "What is your name? Hodor knows you? Do you know Bran?"
When Gary left Winterfell, Bran was only five years old. However, at that time, Bran had already started to remember, and he and Arya came to visit Gary to play crazy all day long.
Gary introduced himself to the Li De siblings, "Hello, I am..."
Bran has not seen Gary for three years and has long forgotten Gary's specific appearance. But he still remembers Gary's characteristics, a head of white hair and a pair of blue and blue eyes.
"Luke?"
Gary's self-introduction continued, "... I am Luke·Stark. I am currently the city lord of Winterfell and the king of the North."
Bran recovered from the brief sluggishness, his eyes filled with mist, "Why did you come back? My father is dead, my mother is dead, Robb is dead, Ser Kesso and Maester Luwin are also dead..."
Gary walked forward, squatted beside Bran, and said softly, "I know, I came back late, I'm sorry. But we can't be immersed in sorrow, the enemy who killed them is still there, Arya is missing, Sansa is still serving as a hostage to King's Landing. We need to cheer up, understand? Come, come home with me."
Jiujian ran over at this time, "Bran can't go back, he has to go with us to find Three-Eyed Crow. Only by finding Three-Eyed Crow can we stop the army of the dead."
Gary turned around, put his left hand against Jojian's forehead, and put on a very disgusted expression. "I know you are looking at me through this child's eyes, but I want to tell you, old man, stop having such wishful thinking! Bran will always be House Stark's Bran, and will never become your puppet!"
A green Mana flew into Jojian's forehead, and the boy let out a scream and fainted on the snow.
"What did you do?"
Meera hurriedly ran over and picked up her brother from the snow. She glared at Gary as if she wanted to eat Gary alive.
Gary explained softly, "I cut off his contact with Three-Eyed Crow. From now on, your brother Jiujian will be just an ordinary boy. He no longer has Greensight, and he will no longer have those weird prophetic dreams. Take him home and don't move on."
"You! What do you know?" Meera was stunned, unable to understand how the other party knew Jojian's secret.
Gary smiled and said, "Why can't I know? Three-Eyed Crow knows Magic, and so do I. In a sense, he and I are peers."
Bran also had those strange dreams, and he felt vaguely uneasy, "Luke, if I don't look for Three-Eyed Crow, who can deal with the coming army of the dead?"
Gary knocked Bran on the forehead and said with a smile, "Do you think I am dead? Don't you still have me? My Dragon army and I will face off against the White Walkers army. As long as I am here, they can't get past the Wall."
"But..." Bran still felt something was wrong. He hesitated and didn't know what to do.
Gary pinched Bran's face and said, "Bran, do you believe me or Three-Eyed Crow?"
Bran's eyes became clear, "You are my family, of course I believe you."
Gary smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, you are right, we are family. Family members must trust each other."
Bran nodded, "Well, I trust you, Luke."
Gary raised his left hand and released a burst of green energy to help everyone dispel the cold. "Bran, I now believe in Supreme God. This great god has given me the power to heal all things. I hope you can also believe in Supreme God. Because only with these can I heal your legs."
Bran was feeling the warmth of green energy. When he heard Gary's words, he immediately exclaimed, "Can you heal my leg?"
Gary's tone was very sure, "Of course. But the prerequisite is that you must become a believer of Supreme God."
Bran made an instant decision, "I am willing to believe in Supreme God with you, as long as he can heal my legs!"
Eight-year-old Bran is still young and cannot do the act of "sacrifice oneself to save everyone".
He is obsessed with his disability, and at the same time he trusts Gary very much.
Out of trust in Gary, Bran accepted Supreme God in his heart. Then he placed his obsession on Supreme God, looking forward to God's reply.
Gary injected a stream of red Mana into Bran's waist. Under the nourishment of Mana, Bran's atrophied legs suddenly became plump, and the muscles inside were trembling continuously.
"I'm conscious now, but my legs are so itchy!"
Bran cried in surprise, and the big toes of his two feet shook back and forth. "Luke, look! My feet are moving!"
Gary helped Bran up, then let go of his hand, "Here, try to take two steps."
Bran stood stupidly in the snow, but never dared to move. He burst into tears and was extremely excited, "Luke, help me first, I'm afraid that if I fall, they will lose consciousness again."
Gary did not help Bran, but kept encouraging him, "Don't be afraid, even if you break your spine again, I can still help you reconnect it."
Bran didn't understand what "spine" and "connection" meant. He just trusted his brother, so he took steps obediently.
He left a straight footprint in the snow, "Luke! I can walk!"
Bran gradually became more courageous and began to run and jump on the snow. He was very happy.
"Hodor!"
Hodor also danced and had fun with Bran.
Meera was so shocked that she lost her words. After a long time, she muttered, "Supreme God? Can you really defeat the army of the dead?"
The moment Bran fulfilled his wish, a "Faith Thread" floated out from his body.
Gary was never stingy with his family. He decisively let Bran connect to Primal Stone and obtained the source of Mana.
Bran felt the changes in his body, and he shouted in confusion, "Luke, just now my Skinchanger talent suddenly disappeared for a few minutes. And then when it reappeared, it became stronger inexplicably?"
Gary smiled and said, "That is a gift from Supreme God. You have to use it to do the right thing and be grateful at the same time."
"Yeah!" Bran nodded vigorously.
Gary couldn't stay for long. He squatted in front of Bran and hugged Bran's shoulders. "Bran, Dragon can't carry it." You have killed so many people, you must rely on your own strength to return to Castle Black. And I have to take the first step. There is a war over there at Castle Black, and Night's Watch needs my help."
Bran also knew some things. Along the way, they saw many Wildlings tribes migrating south.
"Okay, you go help Snow first, and we'll go back Castle Black by ourselves."
Gary used Magic to condense an ice core and put it in Bran's hand. "If you encounter any danger, crush this ice core and I will rush over immediately."
"Yeah, I got it." Bran handed the ice core to Meera and asked her to help collect it.
Gary put on his helmet and rode on the back of Drogon, "By the way, there is a group of Giants downstream of Milkwater. If you don't want to be their food, remember to avoid it."
Bran waved goodbye, "Luke! You and Jon remember to wait for me at Castle Black!"
"Okay!"
Drogon flapped its wings and flew high, slowly flying towards the east of the Wall.
Inside the caves of Beyond the Wall and Three-Eyed Crow.
There was a shrill roar, "No! No! No! Damn Luke! You have ruined everything, ruined everything for me!"