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"Aaliyah, Sansa..."

Inside Wang Zhang, looking at the people who dispersed while whispering.

Morgan looked at the two crying lone girls in front of him, and said softly: "We should go now..."

At this time, a familiar figure reappeared in front of the hanging curtain door of Wang Zhang.

It's Ed Stark, the Duke of Winterfell after the eldest daughter Sansa raised the ice wolf.

"Morgan, you take them back."

Ed Stark stood in front of the door and said, looking tired.

"I know..."

Morgan nodded, and Ed Stark left soon.

Arya Stark had already wiped away her tears with her sleeve.

Sansa Stark stopped sobbing.

"Let's go..."

Morgan spoke again.

The two sisters followed Morgan out of the king's tent without saying anything.

Silent all the way.

When Morgan sent Sansa Stark back to the spacious carriage.

Just before entering the car, Arya Stark suddenly turned to look at Morgan behind him and asked: "Mr. Morgan, why is it clearly their fault, but it was us who turned out to be wrong in the end, and we have to punish us?"

Faced with this problem of Arya.

Morgan was silent for a while, then whispered: "Because he is a prince and the future king."

"Go to bed, take a good night's sleep, tomorrow we can reach Junlin City."

Morgan couldn't help touching the head of the stubborn boy Arya Stark.

Arya immediately resisted and shook her head, and then got into the carriage.

Watching the two children enter the carriage.

Morgan stretched out his hand to call in the guard who was guarding the carriage not far away.

"Master JPMorgan..."

"Your Excellency Morgan..."

"I'm optimistic about the two ladies, and report to me in time if you have anything to do."

Morgan spoke lightly, and the two guards nodded immediately.

Get out of this carriage.

Morgan strode to the location of his tent.

But before I got to the tent, I saw a flash of fire in my tent.

He paused slightly, and then continued to move forward.

Soon, when I opened the tent door curtain, I saw a tall figure sitting in front of the campfire in the middle of the tent, grilling himself.

"I didn't see you just now..."

Morgan looked at the visitor hound Sandor Clegane casually.

"Huh, you killed someone?"

The smell of grilled sausages in the tent was pervasive, but Morgan was so sensitive to the smell of blood that he sat in front of the bonfire and immediately smelled the faint smell of blood from the hound Sandor.

"It's the apprentice butcher, I caught up with him..."

The hunting dog Sanduo stuffed the freshly cooked sausage into his mouth, chewed it out, and then spoke.

Heard this.

Morgan didn't make a sound, but he skewered the sausage and cold meat brought by the hunting dog Sandor on the grill skewer and started the barbecue.

Today, Prince Joffrey was bitten by no means a trivial matter.

If Arya Stark is not the daughter of the Duke of Winterfell, then her fate must be no different from the apprentice butcher who has died in the hands of the hound.

He was not surprised by the result.

"Puff..."

"Puff..."

The greasy sausage made a slight noise on the campfire.

Morgan was grilling the sausages quietly, and suddenly asked, "How is the strength of the Royal Guardsman James Lannister?"

The voice fell.

Similar to the Lonely Mountain Dwarf of Middle-earth, the hunting dog Sandor, who likes to eat grilled sausages, stopped when he heard this. He looked up at Morgan and said slowly: "Yes. The knight who joins the Imperial Forest Iron Guard has no doubt about his strength."

"What's more, James, who joined the Royal Guard at the age of fifteen..."

"I haven't tried with him..."

"However, his strength should be..."

Sandor the hound said slowly, he had long been loyal to the Lannister family.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't tell Morgan, the swordsman of the Stark family, whom the Lannister family had regarded as an enemy.

But Sandor the hound still said.

Because he regarded Morgan as a friend.

"Should be better than you?"

When the other party stopped, Morgan looked at the hound Sandor and asked.

But the hunting dog Sandor did not deny, nor nodded, but shook his head: "We have never tried..."

"Why do you ask this?"

The hunting dog Sandor said and looked at the friend in front of him. This was the only one he had delivered to the northern winter city with the king and queen, and the only one he had made in the past few years. Morgan, who was recognized by him, was a little surprised.

"Puff..."

Faced with the doubts of the hunting dog Sandor, Morgan did not answer immediately, but delivered the hot sausage sprinkled with some spices to the mouth.

Experience the enjoyment of the taste buds, then send it into the empty abdomen, and feel the satisfaction of the whole body because of the fresh and hot food.

Morgan said indifferently: "In the king's tent not long ago, in front of the king, I challenged James Lannister to the tournament."

"Your matchup with Lord James Lannister?"

Hearing Morgan's words, the hunting dog Sandor was stunned and asked, "The king and the queen agreed?"

"Of course, His Majesty the King agreed."

Morgan nodded, and continued to deliver another string of grilled sausages on the spit into his mouth, only then began to string the bacon.

"This is really surprising..."

Seeing Morgan's inaction, the hunting dog Sandor recovered for a while before speaking.

"I feel so too..."

"Maybe your Majesty wants to see how my swordsmanship is."

Morgan nodded and said casually.

"By the way, His Majesty the King has set the time for the tournament in one month."

"Then, will I still receive a challenge from Prince Joffrey's contest?"

Morgan said, looking up at the hunting dog Sandor and asked again.

"Uh..."

"This, I don't know, not necessarily..."

"The character of your Royal Highness..."

Listening to Morgan talking about this, Sandor the hound spoke with some uncertainty, but in the end he just shook his head.

Looking at the expression of the hunting dog Sandor.

Morgan knew that the other party clearly understood the character of Joffrey he was protecting better than himself.

But from his expression and words.

Morgan heard that Joffrey's tournament challenge might not continue, but he didn't want to be full.

"Okay, let's not talk about that..."

After getting the information he wanted, Morgan smiled casually, and as he reached out and grabbed the void behind him, two bags of water bottles filled with wine immediately appeared in Morgan's hands out of thin air.

"drink wine..."

He threw one of the water bottles to the hunting dog Sanduo.

Morgan opened the pot to take a big mouthful.

Strong, slightly spicy, sweet with a hint of aromatic whiskey in the throat.

It made Morgan's whole body more energetic.

"You can always get good wine..."

The hunting dog Sanduo, who was sniffing the scent of wine, looked at the jug full of whiskey in his hand, with a rare smile on his ugly face.

"Of course, as long as you have money, there is nothing you can't buy."

Morgan said casually.

Sandor, the hunting dog, thought Morgan was talking about the thousand gold dragon coins that he won the first prize in the last hunting meeting.

He seemed to think of something and immediately said: "The first prize in the competitions held in Junlin City in the past is much more than the hunting competition we participated in last time in Winter City."

"This time to celebrate the appointment of Lord Ed. Stark as the former prime minister, His Majesty the King likes to be lively. After returning to Junlin City this time, there will definitely be a contest."

"Perhaps His Majesty the King has already thought about it in advance, and then agreed to the contest between you and His Excellency James Lannister..."

Speaking of the competition, the hunting dog Sandor immediately became more interested.

Morgan then asked, "Oh, what was the first prize in the previous tournament in Junlin City?"

"Golden Dragon Coins!"

The hunting dog Sang Duo immediately answered and continued: "Tens of thousands of golden dragon coins."

"I still remember the contest with the most generous rewards, which was also announced by His Majesty the King. I forgot the specific reason for it. But that time, the first prize was enough for 20,000 Golden Dragon Coins!"

"That's 20,000 Gold Dragon Coin Morgan!"

"Even the second place has 10,000 Golden Dragon Coins..."

"Such a generous reward, it makes people feel excited even thinking about it..."

"I still remember that time..."

It seemed that there was interest, and the hunting dog Sanduo was talking about the previous competitions and the competitions he had participated in.

This surprised Morgan really.

He really didn't expect that this half-faced face was ugly and terrifying, and the hunting dog Sandor Clegane, who usually seemed silent and cold and ruthless, would actually have such a time when he said something like this.

After some introduction and explanation by the hunting dog Sanduo.

Morgan finally learned a lot about the information and materials of the Biwu Conference.

At this time, he also knew that the competitions that many people had mentioned before generally had those specific competition systems and competition rules.

There are generally three competition systems in the tournament.

They are "right spear competition": two knights riding on horses in armor, armed with specially crafted blunt spear weapons, attack each other with their spears, aiming to shoot down each other, and lose the horse first;

"Archery competition": The archery competition method is to compare the archery skills of someone who is more exquisite. This is similar to the selection of swordsmen in Winterfell when Morgan was in Winterfell, but the difficulty is more difficult and the scale of the competition is larger;

And there is the final "group competition": the many combatants who participated in the competition will have a big melee in their personal capacity, which is similar to the "eating chicken" in the game, and the final winner is the champion.

In three competition systems.

The "immediate spear contest" is the most important, and the final winner will get the most rewards.

Second place comes next.

Sort by the importance of the competition system.

Then there is the "group competition close combat."

The last is the "archery contest."

The first prize of the winners of the latter two formats is generally the same as the second prize of the "Immediately Pike".

Of course, sometimes the latter rewards for the winners will be less than the former.

However, what is certain is that the rewards for the competition system of "Group Tournament" and "Archery Tournament" are only the first place, not the second place.

The night is deep.

Inside Morgan's tent.

The hunting dog Sandor Clegane was sitting in front of the campfire, grilling sausages and drinking whiskey, and he kept talking to Morgan about the tournament in King's Landing.

"His Majesty went to the Northern Winter City in person this time and invited Duke Ed. Stark to go to Junlin City to serve as the former prime minister. The scale of this celebration is definitely not small..."

"The larger the scale, the more rewards for the final winner..."

"Morgan, with your strength, winning the first prize in the "bow and arrow contest" is definitely not a problem..."

The hunting dog Sandor said, raising the wine bag in his hand and motioned to Morgan, who then raised the wine bag.

The two each took a big mouthful.

The hunting dog Sandor then continued: "But it may not be so easy if you want to win other prizes..."

Morgan smiled, just looked at the hunting dog Sandor and asked: "You said you have participated in the competition, then what is the best place you have ever won?"

Hearing that the Hound had just described the rules and competition system to himself by taking part in the tournament in person, Morgan knew that he had not won the first place.

The third place in the "Immediate Pike Contest"..."

"That was the competition one year ago. I was shot down by the captain of the Royal Forest Iron Guard, also known as the "Fearless Barristan" Sir Barristan Selmi..."

Speaking of this matter, the hound Sang Duo's voice fell a lot.

Obviously, he was very concerned about this defeat, who valued the tournament.

"If you can beat you, that Sir Barristan Selme must be very good..."

Upon hearing this, Morgan's face was extremely calm and said.

"Of course, then you will know."

"The scale of this competition is grand, and Sir Barristan Selme will definitely continue to participate, no, not necessarily, after all, he is not young..."

"But there will definitely be many powerful knights participating, plus you Morgan, and Lord James Lannister..."

"This time the competition is definitely more exciting than ever."

Going back to the competition again, the hunting dog Sandor still has the same interest.

"Then you will definitely be involved, right?"

Morgan put the smoked fish on the grilling spit into his mouth, chewed it up, swallowed it, and asked with a smile while looking at the hound Sandor in front of him.

"should be..."

"It's not just me, there must be "Grego Clegane"..."

Speaking of this name, the hound Sanduo's voice immediately became deep and cold.

Gregor Clegane: Sir nicknamed "Magic Mountain", he is the lord of the "Clegane family" and loyal to the Lannister family. He is famous for his tall size and unmatched brutality.

Magic Mountain is also the brother of Sandor Clegane, the "hunting dog" in front of him.

Morgan had heard some information about the "Magic Mountain" from the little demon Tyrion Lannister, and had a certain understanding of the brother of the hunting dog Sandor.

He knew that the terrifying scars on the half of the "hunting dog" face in front of him were given by his brother "Magic Mountain".

This is also the reason why the two brothers are in the same situation, and the hatred is extremely deep.

The night is getting darker ~www.readwn.com~ When the hunting dog Sandor Clegane walks out of Morgan's tent drunk.

Morgan looked at the back of "Hound Dog", and all he thought of was the competition system and bonuses that the opponent had said before.

"Immediately compete with spears..."

"Group competition..."

"Archery contest..."

The winning first place in the three competition systems adds up to at least tens of thousands of golden dragon coins, an extremely rich reward.

Looking at the back of the hunting dog Sanduo disappearing away.

Morgan had a deep gaze: "I don't know if anyone can win the first place in these three competitions at the tournament in Westeros at the same time..."

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