Chapter 253

"I admit defeat!"

Looking at the incomparable indifference in Morgan's eyes, he seemed to look at himself as if he were looking at a corpse.

Black, a middle-aged mercenary who was very angry, almost woke up in an instant.

He quickly shouted.

He can clearly feel that if he doesn't admit defeat, the other party may really kill himself.

The voice fell.

Regardless of the pain from every part of the body.

At this time, Blake was eager to look at the powerful and indifferent Morgan in front of him. He didn't even dare to breathe loudly for fear that he would annoy each other.

Looking at the middle-aged mercenary who reacted very quickly at his feet.

Morgan just grinned, then took back the elf sword against the middle-aged mercenary's neck and inserted it back into the scabbard around his waist.

"Hoo..."

Watching marksman Morgan walk away slowly, I felt the crisis gradually go away.

Middle aged mercenary black finally breathed out.

With this relaxation, Blake immediately felt clear pain coming from all over his body.

It made him miserable.

"Damn..."

He clenched his teeth and muttered.

Black got up slowly.

Looking at the middle-aged mercenaries who got up slowly, a crowd around the training ground also reacted at this time.

How long?

How long did it take Morgan, the marksman, to defeat the middle-aged mercenary who had won the previous two consecutive victories and had excellent swordsmanship?

At this moment, almost most people on the training ground couldn't help thinking of this problem.

"Damn it, black was defeated like this?"

"Am I dazzled?"

"No, you're not dazzled. Black lost and lost without fighting back..."

"The marksman Morgan's strength is really strong. Where did this guy come from?"

"Why haven't you heard the name before?"

"There are so many things you haven't heard of..."

"Black, this waste!"

"Now that he has lost, can he still get the money he promised us?"

"Hey, what you think is really good. Black didn't become several swordsman teachers of the stark family and couldn't join Winterfell. Do you think he will give you money?"

"I don't care about that. He promised to give money, so I promised to act with him..."

"Luke, you're with black. Now?"

"Well, how do I know that black owes me more than you..."

"What's the hurry? I'll know when black comes..."

“......”

The contest decided the outcome.

The mercenaries were talking for a while.

Next to the training ground.

Several children of the stark family were also talking.

"It's surprising that Morgan defeated the middle-aged mercenary..."

"Do you think Morgan can beat the old coach?"

Ryan stark looked at the tall figure on the training ground, looked back at the two brothers beside him, and couldn't help asking.

"I don't know."

Brandon stark shook his head.

Although his father asked him to come with him to see the selection of swordsmen, he wanted to increase his knowledge.

But at this time, he was only in his teens, and how much he could read.

"That Morgan is very strong..."

Hearing what Ryan stark said, Jon Snow turned his eyes back to his two brothers and continued, "but the old coach is also strong."

"As for who is more powerful, it's better to know after the test..."

Jon Snow said.

Just watching Morgan beat the middle-aged mercenary very easily, he knew that Morgan, the marksman in front of him, was stronger than he thought.

For the strength of old coaches who teach them from childhood to big.

Jon Snow certainly knows.

The strength of the old coach is equal to that of the middle-aged mercenary. It may be stronger, but it is also limited.

If you were against that marksman Morgan, it would not be enough.

He just couldn't even see what Morgan's specific swordsmanship was like.

Because the other party ended the competition too quickly.

He just saw the middle-aged mercenary cut Morgan several swords and then quickly retreated.

When they fought together again.

The Morgan just waved his sword and the middle-aged mercenary was easily split out.

Then the battle was over.

Not only has archery reached the level of a superb marksman.

Even melee swordsmanship is so powerful.

"Where on earth did this Morgan come from?"

Jon Snow squinted at the figure in the training ground and couldn't help thinking of it.

This is also the doubt in the hearts of most people at the scene.

"Congratulations, Morgan..."

Next to the training ground, rob stark walked towards Morgan with a smile.

Although this is the best result.

However, Morgan's strength was beyond Robert Stark's expectation.

He originally thought that Morgan's swordsmanship was equal to that of the middle-aged mercenary at most.

However, the fact was beyond everyone's expectation

"Next, you are our winter city swordsman..."

Robert stark said and came forward with a smile.

Morgan nodded slightly at the Duke's eldest son and said with a smile, "it's my pleasure."

Feeling that Morgan was not only strong, handsome, but also elegant, rob stark smiled, turned his head to the training ground and shouted, "bran, ricken, come here..."

"Let's go there and meet the swordsman who will teach you next."

Jon Snow said, taking his two brothers to the training ground.

Next to the training ground.

Sean grejoy, Duke Stark's adopted son, had come up to a group of mercenaries.

"Take them out..."

Theon looked at the soldiers and said, "don't let them leave behind."

"Yes."

Several soldiers immediately nodded and came forward.

The mercenaries heard the contempt in the young stark member's words, but no one dared to say more.

The soldiers could only take him to the inner castle gate.

On the training ground.

Rob Stark is introducing Morgan to his two brothers.

"Brandon stark, the teacher can call me Brandon."

The handsome Brandon stark looked at the tall man in front of him and said.

"I'm ricken stark. Just call me ricken."

Ricken stark, younger and shorter, looked at Morgan with some excitement in his eyes.

The new fencing teacher is very powerful.

If he teaches himself, he will certainly be like a teacher in the future.

After introducing each other.

Several stark children met Morgan.

Morgan also really knows these people.

At this time, two figures came from behind the warehouse next to the training ground.

The stark family members on the court immediately bowed.

Morgan looked at the two figures coming, also slightly lowered his head to show his respect.

"Lord stark..."

"Madam..."

"Well..."

Duke ed stark came up to Morgan with his wife Caitlin Tully, smiled and said, "I'm ed stark. I'm sure you already know me."

"Of course, who in the whole North doesn't know the Duke..."

Morgan smiled a compliment.

"That's not necessarily..."

Ed stark smiled and shook his head.

After a brief chat.

Both of them have a rudimentary understanding of each other.

"Morgan, you are a marksman and your swordsmanship is also very outstanding."

"Just teach bran and ricken that they are overqualified..."

"Robb must have told you that the swordsman recruited this time is only temporary, and the time is about two months at most..."

"At that time..."

Ed stark said, suddenly turned to Morgan and asked, "are you interested in guiding our winter city soldiers in archery?"

Nothing else.

Just as Morgan marksman.

It's totally worth ed Stark's efforts.

Besides, Morgan also has the same amazing swordsmanship. Ed stark can't let go of such a powerful Morgan.

Let Morgan be the archery instructor of Winterfell troops.

This was what ed stark had thought of when he saw Morgan shoot that amazing arrow.

"Thank Lord stark for his attention..."

"I'm very interested."

Facing the request of the Duke of Winterfell, Morgan nodded and agreed.

"Join Winterfell and get on with the stark family."

This step of the plan has been completed.

The next step is to look at it step by step and act according to the circumstances.

See Morgan agreed without hesitation.

Ed stark smiled with satisfaction, patted Morgan on the shoulder and said sincerely, "Morgan, welcome to Winterfell."

Morgan smiled and said, "it's my pleasure."

Ed stark then looked aside at his wife Caitlin Tully and smiled, "I'll have a drink with Morgan in the evening."

Caitlin Tully immediately smiled and said, "no one is stopping you."

She is the Duchess of the north.

Although there is no strength, we can also see the extraordinary strength of Morgan in front of us.

Moreover, the husband's intimate solicitation also shows this.

Of course, she is happy to attract important talents from her family's winter city.

After a conversation.

Duke ed stark quickly left the training ground with his wife Caitlin Tully.

Several stark family children soon dispersed.

Jon Snow took Morgan to prepare his residence.

"That's the library in Winterfell..."

On the way, Jon Snow pointed to a huge three story building ahead and introduced it to Morgan.

"That's the Arsenal..."

"That's the kitchen. We usually eat there as such..."

"There is the hall, which is used to entertain guests and hold family gatherings. Lord stark will entertain you there in the evening..."

"Behind that door is the sacred wood forest, which is the place of prayer and worship..."

On the way to my residence.

Jon Snow constantly introduced Morgan to every building he met, so that Morgan could get familiar with Winterfell better and faster.

More than half an hour later.

Jon Snow finally took Morgan to a huge three story building.

"This is it..."

Jon Snow said, taking Morgan on.

Before long, they stood in front of a room.

"This is Morgan, your next room."

"I won't go in. If I don't understand and need anything, I can ask old man Tolan below."

"You have a good rest and teach bran and ricken their from tomorrow..."

Jon Snow stood in front of the room door after explaining, ready to turn and leave.

Morgan suddenly asked, "I saw the attendants outside busy cleaning the roadside. Is there any activity in the city?"

"The one you said..."

When Morgan asked, Jon Snow nodded and said, "yes, your majesty comes from King's landing and will be here in two days."

"I see."

Morgan nodded.

"Is there anything else you want to know?"

Jon Snow looked at Morgan and asked with a smile.

"No, thank you, Jon."

Morgan smiled and shook his head.

I met several stark family members before.

Except for the adopted son theon grejoy, the thin young man who led a group of mercenaries into Winterfell castle at the beginning, he was a little arrogant and had a general attitude towards Morgan.

Others, such as rob stark, the eldest son of Winterfell, Brandon stark and ricken stark, the sons of the Duke, were friendly to Morgan.

But by comparison.

Jon Snow, who had taken the initiative to solicit the illegitimate son of the Duke who led the way for Morgan, seemed to have a better attitude towards Morgan than the sons of other dukes.

This can be seen from Jon Snow's attitude of patiently explaining and introducing Morgan along the way.

Morgan can feel it.

"Nothing."

"Morgan, you're a member of Winterfell now."

Jon Snow smiled, shook his head and continued, "it's all right. I'll go. If you don't understand anything, just ask old Tolan and the attendant."

"OK..."

Morgan nodded and watched Jon Snow disappear.

He suddenly remembered an interesting story he heard in the black apple tavern in white harbor.

Anecdotes say that the illegitimate children of "Junlin and Longshi island" are all surnamed "Weishui";

The illegitimate children of the iron islands are all surnamed "Parker";

The illegitimate children in Hejian are all surnamed "Hewen";

The illegitimate children in the West are all surnamed "Xishan";

The illegitimate children in the north are all surnamed "Snow".

Morgan didn't think much.

Now think of Jon Snow's illegitimate son and his last name.

It seems to make sense.

Think of it here.

Morgan couldn't help laughing.

He knew that Jon Snow's real identity was not an illegitimate child.

Shaking his head, Morgan turned and opened the door.

The room is spacious and the decoration inside is also very good.

Big bed, bedside table, big window, dining table, glass mirror... And even rocking chair. The room in front of us is much better than the two pubs Morgan has lived in in the world.

Close the door.

Morgan strode to the window and reached out to open the big window.

Looking out the window and the busy servants in the distance below.

Morgan took a long breath and squinted into the distance.

"Finally entered Winterfell."

"The next step is the real beginning of my career in Westeros."

In the next few days.

Morgan only needs to teach Brandon stark and ricken stark on the training ground in the morning.

In fact, it mainly teaches Brandon stark.

Because ricken Stark is too young and playful.

Apart from teaching bran archery and fencing in the morning and performing his duties as a fencing teacher, Morgan was very leisurely at other times.

This also accelerated his understanding of the whole winter city.

Three days passed in a flash.

The fourth morning.

On the watchtower of the thick and tall inner city wall of Lindong City, a huge luxury motorcade can be seen from a distance.

The king is finally coming.