Chapter 256

"I need you, ed!"

Winterfell castle, a candlelight catacombs.

Dressed in a wine red cloak and a black fluffy scarf, the tall and bloated King Robert baratheon suddenly stopped and looked at his old friend and said in a deep voice.

"Jon Erin is dead. I need someone to help me."

"You're too talented to stay here. Come to King's landing, ed..."

"Come to King's landing to help me!"

Robert baratheon looked at his old friend and said solemnly.

Hear the king.

Ed stark was silent

Although I have guessed the real purpose of the king's trek to winter city for more than two months.

But when an old friend says something to ask for help from himself.

He still felt contradictory and tangled.

Of course he doesn't want to go anywhere in his heart.

However, living in this world, many things are not by your nature.

Even if he is the guardian of the north, what about the Duke of Winterfell.

Former Prime Minister Jon Erin is dead.

King's landing city must be surging at this time.

He had promised the king to marry his eldest daughter Sansa to Prince Geoffrey baratheon.

Now Sansa is almost getting married.

However, if I follow the king south to King's landing City, what will I do in the north?

Looking at ed with a complex complexion and a desire to talk.

Robert baratheon said again, "Lord ed stark, I will appoint you as the former prime minister."

The voice fell.

Ed stark had to bend down on one knee again, shake his head and say, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid..."

"Invalid rejection!"

Before ed stark spoke, Robert baratheon immediately interrupted, "I'm not thinking of you."

"Damn it, don't kneel and get up, ed..."

"I want you to run the country, and I want to have fun and whoring myself..."

"You helped lay down the country and won the iron throne!"

"Naturally, you should help me keep it."

"That's it, ed. my son and your daughter are old, too. It's time to get married."

"We all want to be in laws..."

As Robert baratheon of the kingdom said, he strode again to the depths of the tomb.

Ed stark sighed in his heart.

Then he followed.

......

The evening of winter town.

It was gloomy.

The north wind is cold.

Fine snowflakes fell from the sky.

Morgan and Jon Snow walked out of the warm winter pub.

I found that the sky was snowing again.

Drank all afternoon.

Morgan's drinking capacity increases with his strength. At this time, it's long gone. There's nothing wrong with drinking so much.

But Jon Snow's drinking capacity is much worse.

Plus depression and irritability.

At this time, his face turned red. Although he was not drunk, he was almost drunk.

At this time, there was a noise at the door of a brothel not far from the tavern, which was also the only brothel in winter town.

When they turned to look, they saw several thin naked prostitutes pulling a dwarf and laughing.

"Well, that's..."

Jon Snow exclaimed with some doubt.

"It should be" Tyrion Lannister. "

"The Queen's brother..."

Look at the little figure who laughs with the prostitutes.

Morgan recognized the little dwarf figure he saw in the procession of King's landing this morning.

"That should be."

"Winterfell hasn't seen any other little man of this height who likes to visit brothels."

Jon Snow nodded.

The Queen's dwarf brother, known as the "little devil", is notoriously lecherous.

"Let's go..."

Morgan calmly took back his eyes from the little devil and the prostitutes and said.

Although he has needs, he never wants to go to a brothel. It's too dirty.

Facing the falling snowflakes.

Morgan and Jon Snow went straight to the inner castle gate.

Morgan was impressed by the intelligent little devil.

He must be going to meet the little devil.

But that was obviously not the right occasion.

Anyway, the king's team didn't return to King's landing so soon. There are still many opportunities to know the little devil.

Back to the inner castle.

Morgan soon separated from Jon Snow.

He drank too much and went back to bed.

Morgan is going back to take a bath, change clothes and attend the dinner.

After all, it's impolite to go to the banquet covered with sweat and wine. It's also disrespect for the host of the banquet.

Go back to your house.

After a bath.

Morgan, clean and fresh, wearing a ponytail and a delicate wine red tight suit, went out.

This time, because I'm going to the party.

It is rare that he did not go out with a sword, but put the elf sword into the dimensional ring.

Anyway, as long as it is something he thinks important, he always carries it with him instead of putting it in his residence.

Even now living in a safe winter city.

When I walked out of my house.

It's getting dark.

The cold snowflakes in the sky fell quietly.

Morgan went all the way to the building in front of the hall dedicated to entertaining guests and holding banquets in Winterfell.

The hall was already brightly lit.

The cheerful accompaniment sound of musical instruments and strings, accompanied by the lively noise, came from the hall to the outside.

The party has obviously begun.

Morgan stepped into the semi open hall door and saw that the originally spacious hall was already crowded at this time.

A large number of men and women sat around the table full of all kinds of rich food, talking loudly, drinking, laughing and making noise.

Morgan walked into the hall and looked up to see King Robert baratheon, surrounded by stars and moon, hugging a beautiful woman and feeding wine mouth to mouth.

There was a commotion and noise around.

Look at the king's hot eyes in the middle of the hall.

Morgan couldn't help looking deep into the hall.

Then he saw the specially arranged host position deep in the hall.

There sat Caitlin Tully, Duchess of Winterfell, and queen cersei Lannister.

Two distinguished ladies seemed to be chatting.

But Caitlin Tully kept saying something, and cersei Lannister beside him kept responding, but his eyes kept looking at King Robert baratheon, who was playing with a woman's mouth to mouth in the middle of the hall.

The queen was obviously distracted.

But Morgan can fully understand.

No matter which woman is changed, on such an occasion, the husband will feel embarrassed and angry when he holds the woman in public and plays crazy in front of him without scruples.

Especially the couple are still kings and queens.

Morgan could easily see the embarrassment, and the Duchess Caitlin Tully, sitting next to Queen cersei Lannister, must have noticed it.

Perhaps it was because of this that she kept talking to the queen and tried to distract the queen as much as possible so as not to be too embarrassed.

"The king is true..."

Morgan smiled as he looked away from the king in the middle of the hall.

Then he observed it carefully.

Soon, seeing the familiar figure, Morgan strode aside.

Just then.

Just after Morgan stepped into the crowd.

Seated on a luxurious bench deep in the hall, Queen cersei Lannister looked in the direction where Morgan had just been.

Morgan squeezed into the crowd and soon came to a long table full of people.

"Ha ha..."

"Morgan, you're here..."

"Come on, let's compete again tonight. Last time we lost to you, this time we won't..."

"Forget it, rod, just your drinking capacity. Don't say you want to win Morgan. You can't even win us..."

"Ha ha..."

"Yes, yes..."

"Fart, come on, let's have a competition tonight..."

"What are you competing for? Fencing or drinking?"

"Nonsense, of course, is better than drinking..."

"Then don't worry. It's still early tonight. I'll have a few drinks with Morgan first..."

"Come on, you make way, it's too crowded..."

"Morgan, sit here..."

“......”

The tall man who said hello to Morgan was a small leader of Winterfell army.

All the people on this one are also the small leaders of the Winterfell army.

The battle Morgan joined Winterfell a few days ago was amazing.

So that when Morgan taught the two youngest children of the stark family, many little leaders in Winterfell came to watch the challenge.

Then, anyone who speaks out to challenge the competition.

All were easily abused by Morgan.

This is also the reason why Morgan is respected despite his short time and shallow qualifications in Winterfell.

"Come on, Morgan, drink, cheers..."

"Bang..."

"Come on, Morgan, I'll have a drink with you too..."

"Cheers..."

“......”

"Bang..."

After several glasses of wine, Morgan put down his glass calmly and wiped the wine stains on the corners of his mouth.

At this time, it was about time to observe.

Westeros is a hierarchical world.

Every reception held in Lindong city has strict hierarchical rules.

This is especially true for the banquet for the queen of the kingdom.

At this time, the Duchess of the host, Caitlin Tully, and the queen sat on the most distinguished seat.

Then, on a large long table in front of them sat the children of the stark family.

There are also a number of important figures from King's landing, such as Prince Geoffrey baratheon, James Lannister, the Royal Guard and the Queen's brother, and several important members of the king's landing royal family.

A long table further ahead.

It is the position of all the family ministers and important leaders in Lindong City, that is, the middle-level power of Lindong city.

Morgan and the surrounding leaders were among them.

There are also some knights, soldiers and leaders from King's landing city.

For example, the tall and ferocious "hound" with half a face was sitting on a long table not too far from Morgan.

Continue to the long table further forward, and then row down in order.

Of course, just because the table is arranged like this doesn't mean everyone will follow the rules.

Especially at the reception.

For example, King Robert baratheon, the highest ranking presence in the whole Winterfell City, was sitting in the middle of the back of the hall, drinking and having fun with a beautiful middle-aged woman.

Around him, a group of people did not have a high status in Winterfell.

Morgan's eyes continued to wander around the banquet hall as he sat at the table and addressed the toasts of the people around him.

Not long.

He saw ed stark, Duke of Winterfell, standing in a corner of the hall.

Next to the Duke, a tall man, dressed in black and somewhat similar to Duke ed stark, was talking.

"That's banyan stark."

"The Duke's brother..."

"I heard it was the chief ranger of the night watchman Corps..."

"He's a big man."

At this time, along Morgan's eyes, the soldier leader Thomson looked at the two people in the corner of the hall and introduced Morgan.

Thomson is the captain of the castle gate guard in Winterfell.

There is no doubt about the importance of this position.

He doesn't know Morgan.

After being beaten when challenging Morgan a few days ago, the two met.

Thomson's status is not low, his strength is also good, his character is a little proud, and he despises people who are weaker than him.

But I admire Morgan who beat him up.

"No wonder it looks a little similar to the Duke."

Morgan nodded.

"Of course, they are brothers."

Thomson smiled and raised his glass: "come on, Morgan, cheers..."

"Cheers..."

The banquet in the hall was lively.

On the training ground a little away from the hall.

It's quiet now.

Under the dim light.

A figure is holding a long sword and trying to chop on the grass man used for fencing training.

At this time, only illegitimate son Jon Snow appeared on the training ground alone.

Although he told Morgan to go to bed after drinking too much.

But even some small leaders in Winterfell could go to the king's banquet, but as the son of the Duke of Winterfell, he could only blow the cold wind here.

How can this make him not feel angry, helpless and unwilling.

At this time.

A figure suddenly appeared on the training ground.

In a quiet environment, even a little movement can be magnified several times.

Jon Snow, who was chopping, immediately turned his head and saw a small figure coming to him with a small iron wine bottle in one hand.

It was the dwarf he and Morgan saw in front of the brothel in wintertown in the evening.

Jon Snow: Why are you here

Tyrion Lannister: "why can't I be here?"

Jon Snow: "you know what I mean."

Tyrion Lannister: "I just find the party a little boring..."

Jon Snow: are you the Queen's brother, Tyrion Lannister

Tyrion Lannister: "Oh, that's my highest achievement..."

Tyrion Lannister: "you must be ed Stark's illegitimate son?"

“......”

Tyrion Lannister: "listen to me..."

"Never forget your identity."

"Because the world will never forget."

"If you arm yourself with it, no one can hurt you with it..."

Jon Snow: "you speak a little like a friend of mine. Maybe I should introduce him to you."

Tyrion Lannister: "who's that?"

......

"Who is that?"

In the banquet hall, Queen cersei Lannister looked at the tall man with ponytail, wine red, perfect fit and handsome with a trace of wildness on the wine table in the distance and asked the Duchess Caitlin Tully.

"That..."

When Caitlin Tully heard the Queen's words, she looked at the queen beside her and said, "his name is Morgan, the swordsman we just hired."

"Swordsman?"

Cersei Lannister was surprised to see the handsome man with different temperament.

"Yes, Morgan is a very good swordsman."

Caitlin Tully looked at the man in the distance and said slowly, "moreover, he is still a marksman."

"Oh..."

Cersei Lannister nodded, his eyes continued to stay on the man named Morgan and said casually, "he's really good..."

At this time.

Aware of being watched.

Morgan turned and saw the top Duchess and queen looking at him.

He immediately got up, nodded slightly, raised his glass and motioned to the two.

Cersei Lannister, who saw Morgan's action, immediately smiled and raised her front glass for the second time tonight.

The Duchess also smiled and picked up the glass.

Three people clink glasses in space.

Morgan drank it all.