"Morgan..."
A slightly familiar voice came.
On the training ground, Morgan, who was chatting with the little devil Tyrion Lannister, turned his head.
A little further away, he saw Eddard Stark, Duke of Winterfell, waving to him again, and King Robert Baratheon was standing by.
He almost immediately guessed the possibility of Ed Stark calling him.
Morgan greeted Tyrion Lannister, whom he had just met, and the hound Sandor Clegane, and then walked quickly towards the Duke and King of Winterfell.
"Lord Stark..."
Morgan first nodded towards his host and employer, Ed Stark.
Then he looked at His Majesty the King on the side.
"His Majesty..."
Morgan bowed, not too much.
At this time, when ordinary people face His Majesty Robert Baratheon, the King of the Seven Kingdoms, they are either frightened or extremely nervous.
As for etiquette, at least it is a gesture of kneeling down on one knee.
But Morgan is obviously different.
He had no intention of kneeling to anyone.
Many people said that Morgan knelt down on one knee yesterday along with a group of people led by Eddard Stark to welcome the king's arrival, which was just an act.
Please, that time when everyone in Winterfell kneels down and salutes.
You let Morgan stand?
Of course, with Morgan's strength, he can be extremely hard-core and not kneel down. Even if there is a conflict, he is sure to fight his way out of Winterfell.
But then what?
Not only did they offend the Stark family of Winterfell, the entire Lord of the North.
And he offended the biggest king, queen, and other members of the royal family in the seven kingdoms?
What does Morgan picture?
Why is he competing so hard with a bunch of mercenary noobs?
It's not just to establish a relationship with the Stark family, and eventually the royal family of King's Landing, so that he can better implement his future plans.
Just for an unimportant kneeling ceremony?
Are you going to ruin everything you have planned and executed so hard?
Morgan is not crazy yet.
Not even arrogant.
Besides, he didn't kneel down yet, he just made a show of it.
This is an extremely real, extremely cold and cruel world.
No connections, no reputation, who will care about you?
Even if you are very powerful, you still won't be able to find a way to visit those big shots.
Even if you find it by force, do you think those big shots will pay attention to you and believe you, a stranger?
Don't be silly, this is not playing house.
Morgan really had to rush out of Winterfell because of the kneeling ceremony yesterday.
Ed Stark could just turn his head and have someone issue a wanted poster for a reward.
Morgan was wanted across the North.
King Robert Baratheon was even able to get the other six countries in Westeros to issue a bounty warrant against Morgan.
By that time, even with Morgan's strength, he would not be afraid of being chased by mercenaries.
But there will never be peace.
If it really comes to that point, what will happen to his system? What to do with exploration progress? Does he want to leave this world?
Therefore, on the basis of adhering to your own bottom line principles.
Morgan is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to adapt.
Like now.
Morgan clearly showed his confidence.
No big salute was given.
Morgan's actions surprised both Eddard Stark and King Robert Baratheon.
But I didn’t feel anything.
People with real strength will be respected wherever they go.
"I heard from Ed that you are a marksman?"
Robert Baratheon looked at Morgan with interest and asked.
"Your Majesty, I am indeed quite good at archery."
Morgan smiled.
Although slightly modest, his tone revealed strong confidence.
This was Robert Baratheon's first impression of the tall man in front of him.
"I'm very confident. It seems that my shooting skills are not bad..."
"But among the warriors I brought from King's Landing this time, there are many warriors with excellent shooting skills. You can have a test with them."
Robert Baratheon smiled as he watched Morgan finish speaking. He turned to look at his old friend beside him and said, "Ed, how about our hunting this time be a hunting convention, just like a tourney."
"Let's get some rewards and rank first, second and third."
"Whoever hunts the biggest, biggest, most ferocious prey will win."
"We are also involved..."
Robert Baratheon became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke.
It sounded like Ed Stark had a headache. If a good hunting activity turned into a hunting convention, it would obviously be too much trouble, and he was a person who didn't like trouble very much.
But His Majesty the King is so interested, of course he can't let it down.
"Okay, what kind of rewards can I get?"
Ed Stark nodded against his will and asked.
"award..."
"We'll talk about it later on the road."
Robert Baratheon certainly couldn't think of a suitable reward at the moment, so he had to say this.
"What about the referee?"
Eddard Stark asked again.
"The referee, of course, is us."
Robert Baratheon said of course.
But as he finished speaking, the Morgan and Ed around him were looking at him.
Only then did Robert Baratheon realize that something was wrong.
Even if he doesn't despise cheating or anything like that.
But he is a king, a player and a referee who does this. Although others don't know and dare not say anything, it is still not good.
Thinking of this, Robert Baratheon immediately said: "No, let's forget it."
"The referee is easy to find. Just let Kate and Cersei be the ones..."
Robert Baratheon said indifferently.
He is very familiar with martial arts tournaments.
Omit some unnecessary processes, simply move it over, and then put it on the hunting conference.
"Okay then, I'll give you orders..."
Ed Stark nodded and called the little leader who was following him to start giving instructions.
Robert Baratheon did the same, summoning the guards who were following him, and immediately began to give orders.
Watching a hunting competition that was comparable to a martial arts tournament, the two people in front of them decided in a few words.
Morgan, who was standing aside, felt a little touched.
With these two temporary changes, more warrior servants were running around.
Time passed slowly.
The sky is also getting brighter.
Morgan stood by the training ground and waited quietly.
The hunt turns into a hunting contest.
The originally planned departure time was pushed back a bit.
at this time.
Morgan suddenly saw a familiar short figure walking from a distance.
"Bran, there is no training today. The teacher has to go hunting with the Duke and His Majesty the King."
"how..."
Seeing Brandon Stark approaching in brown leather armor, Morgan said, "Don't you know?"
"Father told me..."
Brandon Stark looked at the teacher and smiled and said, "But mother just said that the hunting activity has become a hunting competition. I want to come over and have a look."
He still respected the new teacher who came to replace the old coach.
Since the last time the teacher easily defeated several powerful warrior leaders who came to challenge him.
He began to hear people saying that his teacher was probably the most powerful swordsman in Winterfell.
In addition, under the guidance of his teacher, his archery skills have improved greatly.
It made Brandon Stark respect this teacher even more.
"I think it's a lie that you came here to see us, but it's true that you want to participate in the hunting competition together, right?"
Morgan looked at Bran in front of him and smiled.
Although this guy looks handsome and quiet, his actual personality is not like that.
He had personally seen Brandon Stark climb the thirty-meter-high inner city wall.
Although it is climbed from the tower in the middle of the city wall, the actual climbing height is only a dozen meters.
But climbing such a high wall requires more than just courage.
After that experience, he had a very different view of this seemingly quiet student.
Looking at Brandon Stark's expression now, he could guess what he was thinking.
"But don't think about it today."
"It's okay if I take you with me on the hunt."
"But this is a hunting competition, and the teacher can't distract 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 skills taught to you by the teacher."
Morgan said looking at the students in front of him.
"I understand, teacher..."
Hearing what the teacher said, Brandon Stark nodded obediently.
He really wanted to follow the team out of the city to participate in the hunting competition.
But his brothers would definitely not take him with them, let alone his father.
He set his sights on the teacher, who usually seemed strict, but was actually not.
It's just a pity.
If the hunt hadn't turned into a hunting contest.
Morgan really might bring Brandon Stark with him.
"Morgan..."
"We should go."
At this time, a little further away, a heavily armed Jon Snow shouted to Morgan.
"coming..."
Morgan replied, and when he was about to leave, he thought of something. He immediately turned to look at Brandon Stark and said, "Bran, you are not allowed to climb such a high wall again."
"Otherwise, if you are discovered by the teacher again, the teacher will not take you even if there are activities in the future."
"I understand, teacher."
Brandon Stark immediately nodded obediently.
Morgan said nothing more, turned around and walked quickly towards the crowd.
Finally, when a fully armed and well-equipped team gathered on the training ground.
King Robert Baratheon laughed loudly and rushed towards the city gate.
Eddard Stark, Duke of Winterfell, followed closely behind.
Behind them are the important figures and leaders of Winterfell and King's Landing.
On the side of King's Landing is "Hound Dog" Sandor Clegane, as well as several other knight leaders.
As for Prince Joffrey Baratheon, he did not appear in the team.
There was also Jaime Lannister, the Kingsguard who should have appeared but also did not appear.
On the Winterfell side, there were Robb Stark, Jon Snow and Theon Greyjoy, as well as Morgan riding on the orange "carrot" bought from White Harbor.
Behind these heavyweight members.
They are the elite warriors from both Winterfell and King's Landing who are proficient in archery, as well as the infantry responsible for transporting prey.
"Bang bang bang bang bang..."
The horses galloped together, and the sound of horse hooves rumbled.
When the huge hunting team led by King Robert Baratheon and Eddard Stark rushed to the training ground.
Break out of the inner castle of Winterfell.
Next to the training ground, an inconspicuous little figure immediately looked towards the towering tower and the tall and thick city wall in the distance.
"I've climbed it so many times."
“It’s nothing to climb again.”
"Although I agreed to the teacher, as long as the teacher doesn't find out..."
Thinking of this secretly in his mind, Brandon Stark immediately strode towards the tall inner city wall tower in the distance.
...
Outside Winterfell.
Although the King's Road and the wilderness are covered with snow.
But the dense forest in the distance is lush and green, and it looks pleasing to the eye.
The weather is also very good today.
The wind and snow last night had long since stopped.
The sky also becomes brighter with the arrival of morning.
There was even a hint of golden clouds in the eastern sky.
This is a sign that the sun is about to rise.
How long has it been since the weather in the north ushered in the winter season with a winter rain?
The weather was gloomy and uncomfortable.
Otherwise, it would be snowy and windy for several days.
Weather like the sunrise is really hard to see and rare in the cold winter season in the north.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
The horse's hooves stepped on the snow-covered wilderness road and splashed snowflakes.
King Robert Baratheon cursed and ran wildly on the snow, making Eddard Stark behind him worried.
Horse racing on snow is no better than on flat ground. It’s easy to fall if you go too fast.
Fortunately, it has just entered winter.
The snow is not that deep in the wilderness.
"Haha, how long has it been!"
"How long has it been since I rode like this!"
Robert Baratheon, who had been running wildly for a while, finally slowed down his horse, looked at the vast white snow around him, and laughed happily in his heart.
"This is normal for me."
"As for Your Majesty, I don't know."
Ed Stark quickly rode forward, looked at his old friend who was in high spirits and smiled.
"Haha, I know you want me to eat, drink and have fun."
"But this is the meaning of my life..."
"Are we almost there?"
Robert Baratheon smiled heartily.
"It's almost there. We'll be there in half an hour."
Ed Stark nodded.
"Ed, can your current strength still be comparable to that of back then?"
Robert Baratheon drove his horse forward, turned to look at Eddard Stark and asked.
"Of course it's a lot worse."
"But it will definitely be no problem to win against you."
Eddard Stark said seriously.
"Ha ha..."
"It's not enough to just say it with your mouth."
"It's like fucking a girl, you won't know until you try!"
Robert Baratheon laughed loudly, then clamped the horse's belly, and the tall horse under him immediately jumped out.
One person and one horse started running wildly again.
Ed Stark had no choice but to follow quickly.
half an hour.
In front of a huge hunting party led by the Duke of Winterfell and His Majesty the King.
Finally, a huge forest appeared as far as the eye could see.
It didn't take long.
Standing at the edge of a large forest.
King Robert Baratheon stood in front of the large hunting party and said, "You all already know."
"This hunt has turned into a hunting convention."
"Since it's a hunting conference, there can't be no rewards..."
"The first winner this time will be rewarded with a thousand gold dragons."
"The second place will receive five hundred golden dragons..."
"As for the third place, there are only one hundred golden dragons."
"So, work hard. The more prey you kill and the stronger the prey, the more you can harvest..."
King Robert Baratheon finished speaking.
The Duke of Winterfell, Eddard Stark, immediately stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty mentioned rewards, so I will tell you the rules of this competition."
"First, no harm is allowed. If the prey escapes without being completely killed, the prey will belong to the last person to kill it."
"Second, there is no limit to the prey you can catch..."
"Finally, gather here in the evening. Remember not to get lost, otherwise no one will be waiting for you..."
"Okay, that's all."
"Now, the hunting conference begins..."
As King Robert Baratheon's voice sounded.
Except for the several members of the guard who were guarding the king and the infantry responsible for transporting the prey, the other members of the hunting team immediately rushed towards the huge forest like chicken blood.
Watching a group of hunting team members quickly rush into the forest.
Morgan, Jon Snow and Robb Stark then 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, and Rickon Stark.
As for his relationship with his adopted son Theon Greyjoy, it's just average.
Because that guy actually looked down on Morgan.
The three of them moved forward.
After avoiding the traces of other hunting members, they soon came to a fork in the road that was not a crossroads.
The number of people in this hunting meeting was not too large.
But the first place winner actually received a reward of one thousand gold dragons.
And there is also the opportunity to show off his excellence in front of everyone in Winterfell, in front of the king, queen and a group of nobles from King's Landing.
This is something that all members of the hunting team cannot resist.
The three of them were worried.
Needless to say.
Jon Snow and Robb Stark left quickly one after another.
Morgan looked at the quiet surroundings, reached out and took off the long bow from his back, and then walked steadily deeper into the forest.
