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The sky was just getting bright.

Soft big bed.

Morgan woke up from his sleep on time.

The moment I opened my eyes.

Morgan woke up from deep sleep in a daze.

But only for a moment.

He wakes up.

Realize that he is no longer in Middle-earth.

But came to the new Westeros continent.

Three days ago, from a group of mercenaries by surprise, four stood out and became the temporary swordsman of the Stark family.

Today is the fourth day he joined Winterfell.

Stand up and get up.

The naked and muscular line is beautiful and strong upper body.

Morgan got out of bed in shorts and went to the window.

Open the big windows.

"call..."

The oncoming icy air instantly made Morgan's spirit sober.

Took a deep breath.

Feeling the awakening of his body, Morgan raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

On each roof, there is still white snow that has fallen from the previous two days.

Between the garden square and major buildings.

You can still see a large number of attendants and servants busy.

The news that His Majesty the King came from Junlin City reached Lindong City more than half a month ago.

Winterfell also started from that time.

All sorts of cleaning and cleaning have been carried out in order to welcome the arrival of the king with the best posture.

Until now, His Majesty's motorcade is still missing.

But the cleanup in Winterfell did not relax at all.

In short, before the King arrives, the cleanup of Winterfell will not stop.

Standing in front of the window.

Morgan moved briefly naked, then returned to the house and began to wash.

Finished washing.

Stand in front of the glass mirror, trim your beard, and tie the black ponytail higher and higher.

Morgan didn't put on the cold mail as usual, but picked up a beige soft leather armor and put it on.

In Winterfell, it's no better than outside.

Morgan will not refuse the appropriate changes.

Although for him, there is no difference between the weight of a piece of mail and the weight of a piece of leather.

But wearing soft leather armor is much more comfortable than cold chain armor.

The lower body is black tight-fitting, leather armor on the upper body, and then put on a black luxurious fur coat, and a high elf sword is hung on the waist.

Morgan opened the door and walked out.

First, I went to the kitchen of Winterfell and had a fairly hearty breakfast.

Morgan then walked to the training ground.

His task as a swordsman now is to teach the swordsmanship and archery skills of the two youngest sons of Duke Ed. Stark.

However, the youngest Rickon Stark is too young to make up the total number.

The one who really needs him to teach is Brandon Stark.

"Good morning, Morgan..."

Just approaching the training ground, Jon Snow, who was training in swordsmanship and hacking in a tight-fitting suit, greeted him from a distance.

"Morning, Jon."

Walking into the training ground, Morgan smiled and greeted Jon Snow.

These days.

Because Jon Snow has the heart to make friends with the powerful Morgan.

Morgan is also willing to communicate with this "illegal son" with a good personality.

Therefore, the relationship between the two is much more familiar than the others.

They greeted several soldiers who were still acquainted with each other and were training on the training ground.

Morgan looked around, but didn't see the two Stark students who had been to the training ground early in the past few days.

"Are you looking for Bran and Rican?"

Looking at Morgan looking left and right, Jon Snow stopped training, took the towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and asked.

"Well, the two of them arrived early at this point before."

Morgan retracted his gaze and nodded.

"I heard that Rickon had a stomach trouble yesterday, I'm afraid I won't be able to come today."

Jon Snow continued.

"Well, that kid will definitely not come today..."

Morgan smiled when he heard Jon Snow's words.

After a few days of contact, he has already understood the character of the two young Stark.

Riken Stark has an active personality, a bit rebellious, and a bit wild.

And Brandon Stark looks pretty and quiet, but in reality it is not. He has a hidden adventurous mind, and his favorite thing is to climb the walls of Winterfell.

There is also Arya Stark, who is also the Duke of Stark's child, whom Morgan has seen, and is called "Second Ah" in his memory.

That character is more lively and energetic.

If it weren't for she was a girl, Arya Stark must have been training under Morgan at this time.

Several Stark children have uneasy thoughts hidden in their personalities, which may be related to the genes of Duke Ed. Stark.

"Bran is here."

Jon Snow put down the towel in his hand and looked at the distance suddenly.

Morgan turned his head and saw a small figure in brown tights sprinting towards this side from a distance.

It is Brandon Stark.

After half an hour.

"Stand up straight..."

"Relax your arm, how many times have you said it..."

"Look at the arrow, then at the target..."

"To be a line..."

"Aim for a while, so that you can calm down..."

"relax..."

"Breathe, breathe and relax..."

"That's it..."

In the training ground, in the bow and arrow practice area, Morgan stood beside Brandon Stark who was shooting a bow and arrows, and guided in a calm tone.

Seeing Bran who was beside him became quiet, he continued: "Yes, that's it."

"Okay..."

Morgan's voice fell.

"Swish..."

The arrow immediately shot out of Brandon Stark's longbow.

"boom..."

There was a muffled sound.

The arrow hit the target tens of meters away.

Brandon Stark's face immediately showed a bright smile.

There was also a slight smile on Morgan's face.

To be honest, Brandon Stark's talent in swordsmanship and archery is not so good, not even comparable to his brother Riken Stark.

But he is willing to learn and can endure hardships.

This is also the reason why Morgan has the patience to teach him and regards him as half a student.

"Yes, I finally saw progress."

"And a lot of progress..."

Jon Stark, who was on the sidelines, stepped forward and looked at his brother Bran with a smile.

Some fighters from other training groups also gathered around.

Brandon Stark's freckled and delicate face immediately blushed, and he said embarrassedly: "It was taught by Mr. Morgan..."

"No matter how good I teach, it will be useless if you don't work hard."

"Bran, good progress..."

Morgan took the call and laughed.

From a few days ago, at least one of the three arrows would shoot the target empty until now.

Brandon Stark's progress is indeed great.

It deserves Morgan's praise.

at this time.

"Here, His Majesty the King is coming..."

An excited voice came from the watchtower on the wall not far away.

Morgan and everyone on the training ground immediately looked sideways in the direction of the observation tower.

I saw several soldiers coming down from the wall where the watchtower was, and they were struggling to run towards the main fort where the Duke of Stark lived.

"His Majesty is coming, it seems that there is no need for training."

Jon Snow looked at the few running soldiers in the distance and turned to look at Morgan and his brother Bran and smiled.

"It's going to be lively next."

"Bran, the training ends here today."

"Go back, go take a bath and change your clothes, and see His Majesty the King who is sweaty..."

Morgan looked at the student Bran and said.

Brandon Stark nodded, although he wanted to climb the wall to see the rumored figure of His Majesty the King, but time was too late.

Brandon Stark, who finished greeting, quickly ran to the main castle.

Morgan looked at Jon Snow and said, "Why are you still not leaving?"

"It's too late..."

Jon Snow shook his head: "Only saw His Majesty the King's motorcade from the watchtower, and there is still a long way to go to Winterfell."

"There is still time..."

"Morgan, let's try again!"

Jon Snow looked at Morgan and said.

Morgan immediately smiled: "Why, not convinced?"

"Try again?"

Two days ago.

Morgan after training the brothers Brandon and Riken.

Jon Snow suddenly offered to try swordsmanship with Morgan.

Then, completely predictable.

Morgan easily defeated him in front of a crowd.

"Do not..."

"Nothing to be unconvinced."

Hearing Morgan's words, Jon Snow shook his head and continued: "But I feel that I have improved recently. Let's try again."

"Well..."

Morgan nodded. Since the other party was looking for abuse, he was naturally happy, raised his hand and drew the elf sword from his waist.

five minutes later.

Jon Snow flew out again and fell firmly on the training ground.

Morgan stepped forward with a smile, when he was about to give him a hand.

Several soldiers ran towards the training ground and went straight to Morgan and Jon Snow and said: "Your Excellency Morgan, Your Excellency Jon..."

"Mrs. Caitlin prepares you all."

"Your Majesty the King will come soon..."

......

afternoon.

The sky became gloomy.

A heavy lead cloud enveloped the sky.

The cold wind howled.

Looking at the sky, it seems that the blizzard that stopped only yesterday shows signs of continuing.

Inside Winterfell.

The outer wall, the inner wall, the gate is wide open.

A large number of attendants, servants and soldiers are busy coming and going.

His Majesty's motorcade is coming soon.

For this reason, Winterfell, which has been busy for more than half a month, naturally has to do everything to welcome it when the king arrives.

Time slowly passed.

In the entire Winterfell City, whether it was a group of people in the inner fort or all the people in the winter town in the outer city wall, all stood on both sides of the avenue under the order of the Stark family.

The soldiers in Winterfell City ushered out on both sides of the King's Avenue outside Winterfell City, waiting neatly for the arrival of the king.

Inside the castle.

The huge and majestic main castle is in front of the wide square.

"Guardian of the North" "Duke of Winterfell" Ed Stark is taking his wife Caitlin Tully, and his eldest son Robb Stark, Brandon, Rickon Stark, and return There are two daughters, Arya Stark, and Sansa Stark is standing at the forefront of the huge team.

Standing in the second row behind a group of Stark members are the adopted son Theon Greyjoy, the "illegitimate son" Jon Snow, and the university Shi Luwen of Winterfell, who trained Luo. Park, Jon, and Theon’s old coach Rodrik Kelso, who was recuperating, also appeared here.

Finally, there is the new swordsman Morgan, all standing in the second row.

Behind them, there are other leaders of the guards, other servants of the Stark family, and a large number of servants.

Wuyangyang stood on a large square in front of the main castle in Lindong City.

Quietly awaiting the arrival of the king.

Outside Winterfell, on the wide wilderness King’s Avenue.

A huge team is slowly driving down the muddy road.

A few days ago, the heavy snow that came with winter, turned the entire northern border into a world of ice and snow.

What followed was that the King's Road became the Mud Road.

This is also the reason why the entire huge team of kings progressed several days slower than planned.

Fortunately, it's finally here.

Following the huge team that couldn't see their heads, they approached Winterfell.

First appeared in the eyes of a group of soldiers waiting on both sides of the city, holding a yellow base, and on it was a mighty cavalry team with a crowned stag flag in the shape of a black deer with its feet raised up.

After the first team.

Then there was a cavalry team with a red flag and a golden lion flag printed on it, which looked like a roaring lion.

After the two teams holding flags.

In the Pang Ran team, an important figure from Junlin City finally began to appear.

Finally, when a huge, exquisite and luxurious carriage pulled by several horses slowly drove into Winterfell.

The gates outside Linwinter City were closed again.

Outer city, inner castle...

When the huge convoy from Junlin City drove into the inner city, they came straight to the main fort.

All the servants standing on both sides of the road paid attention.

At this time, on the wide square.

The members of the Stark family and their retainers, led by Duke Ed Stark of Winterfell, are waiting.

Finally, the huge carriage stopped on the square~www.readwn.com~ The cavalry guards who followed quickly dispersed, guarding the surroundings.

When a middle-aged fat man wearing a luxurious burgundy fluffy cloak, riding on a tall horse, walked steadily towards the Stark family.

Ed Stark saw the walking figure, and first bowed his head, bowed, squatted down, and knelt on one knee.

The Duke of Winterfell knelt, and everyone around him all knelt down behind him.

However, Morgan did not intend to kneel.

He has never even knelt down to the Supreme God Iluvita in Middle-earth.

The continent of Westeros at the foot.

Naturally, it is even more impossible to kneel down to a mere mortal king.

Not even kneeling on one knee.

At this moment, Morgan bent and squatted, pulling the large black robe on his body to block him in front of him.

Then, in the black robe, he made a gesture of kneeling on one knee, but his feet didn't actually fall to the ground.

The middle-aged fat man, wearing leather armor on the inside and burgundy luxurious robe cape on the outside, stepped on the stepping box brought by the attendant and got off the horse.

Holding a long sword at his waist with one hand, the middle-aged fat man with a big belly strode to the front of Ed Stark, who was kneeling on one knee, and raised his hand at will.

Ed Stark then slowly stood up.

With him, all the people who had just knelt down in the entire square immediately stood up.

Morgan got up, and it was only at this moment that he saw the King of the Seven Kingdoms who was sitting in King's Landing City.

He was tall and bloated, black and gray mixed with messy long hair, piercing eyes, ruddy and shiny, and his slightly obese face showed signs of former handsomeness.

Based on appearance alone, this is a person who knows the other person's personality at a glance.

Before the team, King Robert Baratheon and his old friend Ed Stark gave a hug, then let go and laughed: "Haha..."

"Ed, you are fat..."