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"Morgan..."

A slightly familiar voice came.

On the training ground, Morgan, who was chatting with the little demon Tyrion Lannister, turned his head.

Just a little further away, Duke Ed. Stark of Winterfell waved to him again, and King Robert Baratheon was by the side.

Almost immediately guessed the possibility of Ed Stark calling out to himself.

Morgan and Tyrion Lannister, who had just met, greeted Sandor Krigan, the hunting dog, and walked quickly towards the Duke and King of Winterfell.

"Master Stark..."

Morgan first gave a nod to Ed Stark, the host and employer.

Then he looked at His Majesty the King on the side.

"His Majesty..."

Morgan bowed in salute, not very much.

At this time, ordinary people faced with His Majesty Robert Baratheon, the King of the Seven Kingdoms, emotionally, either with fear or fear.

As for the etiquette, at least it is a polite gesture of kneeling on the ground.

But Morgan is obviously different.

He didn't plan on kneeling anyone.

Many people say that Morgan followed Ed Stark's group to welcome the king's arrival yesterday, kneeling on one knee, pretending to be.

Please, that kind of time when everyone on the side of Winterfell is kneeling and bowing.

You let Morgan stand?

Of course, with Morgan's strength, he could not kneel down even if there was a conflict, he was sure to get out of Winterfell.

But then?

Not only offended the Stark family of Winterfell, the Lord of the North.

Did you offend the biggest king and queen of the Seven Kingdoms and other royal family members?

What about Morgan Chart?

Why did he struggle with a bunch of mercenary chickens?

It's not to get a relationship with the Stark family, and finally get a relationship with the royal family of King's Landing City, so that they can better implement their future plans.

Just for an insignificant kneeling ceremony?

Are you going to destroy everything you planned and executed so hard?

Morgan is not crazy yet.

Not to be arrogant.

Besides, he hasn't kneeled yet, just made a look.

This is an extremely real, extremely cold and cruel world.

It doesn't matter, there is no reputation, who will care about you?

Even if you are very strong, you can't find a way to visit those big people.

I just found it forcibly. Do you think those big people will care about you and believe you as a stranger?

Don't be silly, this is not a playhouse.

If Morgan really broke out of Winterfell because of the kneeling ceremony yesterday.

Ed Stark turns his head to make people issue a wanted order with a reward.

Make Morgan wanted in the entire northern border.

King Robert Baratheon can even let the other six countries of Westeros also issue a wanted order against Morgan.

At that time, even with Morgan's strength, he is not afraid of mercenaries.

But there will never be a peaceful day.

What about his system? What about the exploration progress? Does he still want to leave this world?

Therefore, on the basis of adhering to the bottom line principle.

Morgan is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to work.

Just like now.

Morgan clearly showed his confidence.

No big gift.

Morgan's actions surprised Ed Stark and King Robert Baratheon.

But I didn't feel anything.

Really capable people can be respected everywhere.

"Listen to Ed said you are a marksman?"

Robert Baratheon looked at Morgan with interest and asked.

"Report to Your Majesty, I am really good at archery."

Morgan smiled.

Although a little modest, the tone of the words reveals strong self-confidence.

This is Robert Baratheon's first impression of the tall man in front of him.

"I am very confident, it seems that shooting skills will not be bad..."

"However, among the fighters I brought from King's Landing this time, there are quite a few fighters with excellent shooting skills. You can compare them with them."

Robert Baratheon smiled and watched Morgan finished speaking, and then turned to look at the old friend beside him: "Ed, or else our hunting will simply be a hunting meeting, just like a martial arts competition."

"Let's get some rewards and rank one, two and three."

"Whoever hunts the biggest, biggest, and most ferocious prey, will win."

"We are also involved..."

Robert Baratheon grew stronger and stronger.

I heard Ed Stark have a headache. If the hunting event turns into a hunting convention, it will obviously be too much trouble, and he is a person who doesn't like trouble very much.

But His Majesty is so interested, he certainly can't be disappointed.

"Yes, what rewards are you getting?"

Ed Stark nodded against his will and asked.

"award..."

"We'll talk about it later on the road."

Robert Baratheon definitely couldn't come up with a suitable reward for a while, so he had to say so.

"What about the referee?"

Ed Stark asked again.

"The referee, of course it is us."

Robert Baratheon took it for granted.

Only the voice fell, and the surrounding Morgan and Ed were all looking at him.

Robert Baratheon then realized something was wrong.

Even if he disdains cheating or cheating in his heart.

But he is a king, he is a player and a referee. Although other people don't dare to say anything, it's not good at all.

Thinking of this, Robert Baratheon immediately said again: "No, let's forget it."

"The referee is easy to find, just let Kate, Cersei and the others come..."

Robert Baratheon didn't care.

He is very familiar with the Martial Arts Conference.

Omit some unnecessary procedures, simply move over, and then put on the hunting meeting.

"Okay, then, let me order..."

Ed Stark nodded, and called the little leader who followed him to give orders.

Robert Baratheon did the same, calling in the guards behind him, and immediately began to give orders.

Looking at a hunting tournament comparable to a martial arts tournament, the two people in front of me decided in a few words.

Morgan who was standing on the side felt a touch.

With these two temporary changes, there are more soldiers and servants running around.

Time slowly passed.

The sky is getting brighter.

Morgan stood by the training ground and waited quietly.

The hunting event becomes a hunting contest.

It also pushed back the originally scheduled departure time.

at this time.

Morgan suddenly saw a familiar little figure coming from a distance.

"Bran, there is no need for training today. The teacher will go hunting with the Lord Duke and His Majesty the King."

"how..."

Seeing Brandon Stark, who was wearing brown leather armor, walked up, Morgan opened his mouth and said, "Don't you know?"

"Father told me..."

Brandon Stark looked at the teacher with a smile and said, "But my mother just said that hunting has become a hunting contest, I want to come and have a look."

He still respects the new teacher who replaces the old coach in front of him.

Since the last time the teacher easily defeated several powerful fighter leaders who challenged him.

He began to hear that someone said that his teacher was probably the most powerful swordsman in Winterfell.

In addition, under the guidance of the teacher, his archery has improved greatly.

Make Brandon Stark more respect for this teacher.

"I think it's fake if you come over and see it, is it true that you want to participate in the hunting contest together?"

Morgan looked at Bran and smiled.

Although this kid looks beautiful and quiet, his actual personality is not like that.

He had seen Brandon Stark climb the thirty-meter-high inner city wall with his own eyes.

Although climbing from the tower in the middle of the city wall, the actual climbing height is only a dozen meters.

But for such a high city wall, it takes more than courage to climb up.

After that experience, he had a very different view of the quiet student.

Looking at Brandon Stark's expression now, he could guess what the other party was thinking.

"But don't think about it today."

"It's okay if hunting takes you."

"But this time it's a hunting contest, and the teacher can't be distracted to bring you."

"If you want to participate in this kind of activity with your brother and father as soon as possible, then concentrate on practicing the swordsmanship and archery that your teacher teaches you."

Morgan looked at the student in front of him and said.

"I know the teacher..."

When the teacher said that, Brandon Stark nodded obediently.

He really wanted to go out of the city with the team to participate in the hunting contest.

But his brothers would definitely not take him, let alone his father.

He put his idea on the teacher who seemed to be harsh in normal times, but in fact it was not like that.

It's just a pity.

If it weren't for the hunting event, it turned into a hunting contest.

Morgan might really bring Brandon Stark.

"Morgan..."

"We should go now."

At this time, slightly far away, fully armed Jon Snow shouted to Morgan.

"coming..."

Morgan replied, thinking of something when he was about to leave, and immediately turned his head to look at Brandon Stark and said, "Bran, you are not allowed to climb such a high wall in the future."

"Otherwise, if you are discovered by the teacher again, there will be activities teachers who will not take you with you."

"I see, teacher."

Brandon Stark nodded obediently.

Morgan said nothing, and turned and walked quickly towards the crowd.

Finally, when a well-equipped and well-equipped team gathered on the training ground.

King Robert Baratheon laughed loudly, and rushed towards the city gate first.

Ed Stark, Duke of Winterfell, followed close behind.

Behind them are the important figures and leaders of Winterfell City and Junlin City.

On the side of King's Landing City, there is the "Hound" Sandor Krigan and several other knight leaders.

As for Prince Geoffrey Baratheon, he did not appear in the team.

There is also the Royal Forest Guard James Lannister who should have appeared, but also did not appear.

On Winterfell, there are Robb Stark, Jon Snow and Theon Greyjoy, and Morgan riding on the orange "radish" bought from Whiteport.

Behind these heavyweight members.

It is the elite fighters proficient in archery in Winter City and Junlin City, as well as the infantry responsible for carrying prey.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The horses rushed, the hoofs rumbling.

When King Robert Baratheon and Ed Stark led a huge hunting team rushed to the training ground.

Rush out of the inner fort of Winterfell.

By the training ground, an inconspicuous little figure immediately looked at the towering tower and the huge and thick city wall in the distance.

"I have crawled so many times."

"It's okay to climb again."

"Although I promised the teacher, as long as it is not discovered by the teacher..."

Thinking of this in his heart, Brandon Stark immediately strode towards the tall inner wall tower in the distance.

......

Outside Winterfell.

Although King's Road and the wilderness are covered with snow and white snow.

But the dense forest in the distance is lush and looks pleasing to the eye.

The weather today is also very good.

The blizzard of last night stopped a long time ago.

The sky became brighter with the dawn.

There was even a hint of golden clouds in the eastern sky.

This is a sign that the morning sun is about to rise.

How long has it been since the weather in the north has ushered in the winter season with a winter rain.

The weather is uncomfortable except for the gloomy.

Or it's just a few days of blizzards.

In the weather like the sun, in the winter season in the north, it is too hard to see, too rare.

"Boom boom boom..."

The horseshoe splashed a snow on the snow-covered wilderness road.

King Robert Baratheon ran wildly on the snow and made Ed Stark behind him worried.

Horse racing on snow is no better than flat ground, and it’s too fast and too easy to fall.

Fortunately, it was not long before entering the winter.

The snow in the wilderness is not so thick.

"Haha, how long has it been!"

"How long has it been since riding like this!"

Robert Baratheon, who had been running wild for a while, finally slowed down, looked at the vast white snow around him, and laughed comfortably.

"This is normal for me."

"As for your Majesty, then I don't know."

Ed Stark hurried forward and smiled as he watched his enthusiastic old friend.

"Haha, I know you want to say I eat, drink and have fun."

"But this is the meaning of my life..."

"Almost there, right?"

Robert Baratheon chuckled.

"Alright, I will be there in half an hour."

Ed Stark nodded.

"Ed, can your current strength be comparable to that of the past?"

Robert Baratheon drove forward, turned his head to look at Ed Stark and asked.

"Of course it's a lot worse."

"But you must be fine to win."

Ed Stark is serious.

"Ha ha..."

"Is it okay to just say it with your mouth?"

"It's like a **** girl, you don't know until you have a trial!"

Robert Baratheon laughed out loud, and then pinched the horse's belly, and the tall horse rushed out immediately under him.

One man and one horse galloped again.

Ed Stark was helpless, so he quickly followed.

Half an hour.

In front of the huge hunting team led by the Duke and His Majesty the King of Winterfell.

At last there was a huge forest that couldn't be seen at a glance.

It didn't take long.

Standing on the edge of the big forest.

King Robert Baratheon stood in front of the hunting team and said, "You all know it."

"This hunting event has become a hunting convention."

"Since it's a hunting convention, there can be no rewards..."

"The first winner this time will be rewarded with a thousand golden dragons."

"The second place will win five hundred golden dragons..."

"As for the third place, there is only one hundred golden dragons."

"So, work hard. The more prey you catch, the stronger the prey, the more you can harvest..."

King Robert Baratheon finished.

The Duke of Winterfell Ed Stark on the side immediately took a step forward, and then said: "Your Majesty talked about rewards, then I will talk about the rules of this competition."

"First ~www.readwn.com~ is not allowed to hurt people. If the prey is run away by a prey that has not been completely killed, the prey belongs to the last killer;"

"Second, there is no limit to the prey caught..."

"Finally, gather here in the evening, remember not to get lost, otherwise no one will be waiting for you..."

"Okay, that's it."

"Now, the hunting convention begins..."

With the voice of King Robert Baratheon sounded.

Except for the guards guarding the king and the infantry responsible for carrying the prey, the other hunting team members immediately rushed towards the huge forest like chicken blood.

Watching a group of hunting team members quickly rushed into the big forest.

Morgan, Jon Snow and Robb Stark stepped into the forest.

Among the children of the Duke of Winterfell.

Morgan currently has the best relationship with Jon Snow.

Then there are students Brandon Stark, Robb Stark, similar to Rickon Stark.

As for the relationship with his adopted son, Theon Greyjoy, the relationship is very general.

Because that guy actually looked down on Morgan.

The three of them moved forward.

Avoiding the traces of other hunting members, he soon came to a fork in the road that was not considered a crossroad.

The number of people in this hunting meeting is not too much.

But the first prize is actually rewarded with a thousand golden dragons.

And there is also an opportunity to show off in front of everyone in Winterfell, in front of the king and queen and the nobles from King's Landing.

This is something that all hunting team members cannot resist.

The three of them are forced to count.

Needless to say.

Jon Snow and Robb Stark left soon.

Morgan looked at the quiet surroundings, stretched out his hand to take off the longbow on his back, and then steadily walked towards the deeper forest depths.