Chapter 265

evening.

The cold wind howled.

Since leaving the north, the weather has been getting better day by day.

Although it is the coldest winter of the year.

But you can often see warm sunshine and sunny days.

This is very difficult to see in the cold winter in the north.

Morgan dismounted and was preparing to find a suitable place to rest in the evening around the huge stopped motorcade.

Suddenly I heard a loud noise in front of me.

"Look there, that's King's landing city..."

"Is it finally coming?"

"Are we finally going to Junlin?"

"Of course, there is at most one day's journey tomorrow, and we can get there..."

"Finally, I haven't had a good sleep all the way..."

"Same..."

"This is my first time to the south. I heard that there are many brothels in Junlin City, and women are also very beautiful..."

"I haven't played with southern women yet..."

"Hey, I'm the same. When I'm in the city, I must find a way to taste..."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Why are you so loud..."

"Miss Sansa stark and miss Elia stark are still behind. It's bad for them to hear..."

"I just saw Mr. Morgan not far away..."

"Don't worry, sir Morgan won't care about us. Captain Kelsen will say we..."

"If only Mr. Morgan were our captain, it is said that we will stay in Junlin city for at least several years this time..."

"Don't think about it. With his great strength, of course, he followed the Duke and two Miss stark to ensure their safety..."

"Speaking of it, your excellency Morgan is really a marksman. The fierce winter bear of that size can be shot to death with an arrow..."

"I heard that at that hunting meeting, his majesty also hunted and killed a giant bear, but it was much smaller than the one hunted by Mr. Morgan. I don't know if it is true..."

"I also heard..."

"Hey, hey, it's easy to know. Just ask the captain. He also participated in the hunting competition at that time..."

"Forget it, I don't want to be punished for whispering about his majesty..."

"All you know is that Mr. Morgan is a sharpshooter, but I heard that he has stronger swordsmanship..."

"Yes, I know that Mr. Morgan easily defeated several challenge captains in the outer city and the inner city..."

"Then no one dared challenge Mr. Morgan again..."

“......”

A few soldiers gathered in the relaxed winter city in front were talking about something.

The cold wind filled Morgan's ears with their voices.

Morgan didn't want to disturb them. These soldiers were on guard most of the day, and only at this time would they have a short free time to relax.

This time, the huge motorcade chose to rest overnight in a wilderness.

The best place around, the wilderness under several sparse trees, has been occupied by the king's tent.

Morgan raised a small campfire under a lonely tree near the carriages of Sansa stark and Elia stark.

Get your share from the car in charge of food and dry food in the back.

Morgan sat in front of the campfire and put on his sausage with a barbecue fork when he just roasted it.

At this time, one tall and one short, two figures suddenly appeared in front of Morgan fire.

......

The lights are bright in the king's tent.

The ground was covered with exquisite and expensive soft blankets.

Thick Candlestick, bonfire, long table, and all kinds of colorful fruits on the long table.

Duke ed stark, dressed in a luxurious black robe beside the long table, put away his small stationery, threw it on the long table in front of him and said, "so danilis targaryan married drogo Cao, the horse king of doslak..."

"Are we going to give wedding gifts?"

"It's too far from us..."

Ed stark didn't care, but King Robert baratheon didn't. He immediately answered, "let our warriors send them the sharpest dagger and kill them."

I know that the king's old friends have always hated the tangorians, but I didn't expect that the old friends could hate to this extent.

Ed stark had no choice but to say, "she's just a child and can't do anything..."

"No..."

King Robert baratheon shook his head and continued, "she can quickly spread her legs and give birth to evil seed, ed!"

"Forget it, we won't say that."

Ed stark shook his head.

For ED stark, who keeps the old tradition, keeps the oath and obeys the glory.

A king of the seven kingdoms, a great Duke of Winterfell in the north, these two great people actually gathered together to talk about killing a small girl, which was really unacceptable to him, even if the girl was tangaryan.

"What's the matter, ed?"

Looking at the change of the face of his old friend in front of him, Robert baratheon immediately knew what Ed was thinking and said angrily, "do you think it's mean? It's cruel?"

"No, the cruelty her father did to your brother and your father is cruel!"

"And what her brother, rega targaryan, did to your sister, the woman I love most, that's cruel!"

"I swear, I will kill all the members of the tangaryan family myself."

"It's all!"

Robert baratheon gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Speaking of his hatred for the tangaryans, no one is deeper than Robert.

Look at the king and old friend who hates so much in front of him.

Ed stark sighed.

The more secrets you know, the more painful it is.

But for the safety of his nephew Jon Snow, he can only continue to hide.

"But this, you can't kill..."

Ed stark looked at his old friend and said in a deep voice, "you can't kill him, can you?"

"I know you're talking about drogo Cao. I heard he has 100000 people..."

"No matter how many people he has, even if he has more than one million slaks, they are on the grassland, they can't come, they don't even have a boat!"

"Even if they can come, we can drive them back!"

"Robert, what are you worried about?"

Ed stark asked, looking at his old friend.

Not seen for a long time.

He felt something strange about Robert.

"Ed, I have a hunch that there will be a war approaching."

"I don't know when it will come or who the enemy is, but I have this feeling..."

"There is a war waiting for us..."

Robert baratheon, who was questioned by his old friend, said again after being silent.

"Then let him come!"

"Let's defeat it together!"

"Forget it..."

Aware that his old friend seemed uneasy, ed stark suddenly said boldly and raised his glass.

"Ha ha, I think too much. You're right, ed!"

"Come..."

"Cheers..."

......

"Wow, it smells good!"

Before the man arrived, the voice came first.

Morgan looked up and saw Sansa stark in a light blue dress, gentle and quiet lady like, and Elia stark in simple braids and short jacket trousers similar to tight and strong clothes.

Among them, Elia stark was staring at Morgan's delicious sausage and swallowing.

Sansa stark stood aside, looking at her sister's appearance and listening to her swallowing voice. She only felt that it was too impolite and humiliating.

She regretted that she had just come with her at the instigation of her sister.

"Want to bake yourself..."

She smiled at the look of Elia stark, pointed to the food and baking fork on the side table and said.

These days, he had already seen the character of this little girl, Elia.

Without being polite to Morgan, Elia immediately ran to the small table, picked up the roasting fork and began to string sausages by herself.

Sister Sansa stark was angry at her sister Elia's rudeness.

But she knew her sister's character long ago.

Not much.

In addition, I'm familiar with Morgan, the handsome family swordsman who protects me in recent months.

Then Elia was allowed to get out of the carriage and walk around Morgan.

"Your Excellency Morgan..."

Sansa stark nodded at Morgan.

Morgan smiled and said, "don't be so formal. If you want to eat, let aria bake it for you."

"It's time for you to come out for a walk. People will be depressed when they sit in the carriage for so long..."

Morgan said, reaching out and waving to the guard not far away.

Soon, a guard came running quickly.

"Find a stool for Miss Sansa..."

The guard glanced at the two Miss stark and asked, "just one?"

Morgan turned and was about to speak when he saw that Elia had sat down on the wild grass.

He then said, "just one..."

Morgan finished, and the guard left soon.

He could sit on the wild grass mixed with yellow and green, but not Sansa stark, a great noble lady who was about to marry Prince Geoffrey baratheon.

Elia, the second daughter of the stark family, is an exception.

"Yes, I say so, but she always likes to stay in the car..."

Elia answered with a brisk roast sausage.

Sansha didn't argue with her sister, but sat quietly on a small stool to bake the fire.

Not long.

When Morgan finished the second string of roast sausages.

Two footsteps suddenly came from a distance.

Morgan looked up and saw Geoffrey baratheon coming in a wine red hardcover.

Behind him was Sandor krigon, a ferocious, terrible and ugly "hound" with half his face.

"It's a good choice to have a barbecue for dinner on such a night..."

Geoffrey baratheon looked at the three people under the tree and said.

Morgan looked up at Geoffrey and said casually, "Your Highness, if you don't mind the simple food, you can..."

Morgan said, making an invitation gesture to Geoffrey baratheon.

Although I don't want to deal with the irritable and irritable bear child.

But this time he was ordered by ED stark to take care of Sansa and Elia as Sansa Stark's fiance.

Morgan couldn't avoid contact with the bear child prince.

But even contact.

It just stopped at the simplest level.

Maybe it's because I saw the terrible bear killed by Morgan's arrow at the hunting conference in Winterfell.

Or maybe I've heard of Morgan's powerful name.

Geoffrey baratheon was fairly normal in front of Morgan.

"Then you're welcome, Mr. Morgan..."

Geoffrey said, but his eyes stopped on Sansa stark. Then he told Sandor krigon, the hound behind him, to find a stool and sit next to Sansa stark.

Geoffrey baratheon sat in front of the campfire, but Sandor krigon, the guard hound, couldn't sit next to Morgan to barbecue.

Morgan looked at the hound standing behind Geoffrey, raised his hand and threw the freshly baked sausage with the roasting fork.

When he threw it, Geoffrey, who was talking to Sansa, turned his head and looked at the flying roast fork. When he was ready to stretch out his hand to resist, he saw the roast sausage flying over his head.

Sandor krigon, the hound, was unaware of Geoffrey's abnormality. He took the fork impolitely and nibbled at the roast sausage.

Only by Morgan's first hand, he was a little scared, and the color in joffer was a little ugly.

In front of his fiancee and fiancee's sister, his behavior just now was a little humiliating.

Geoffrey was angry, and the nameless fire lit up in an instant.

He suddenly looked up at Morgan, the archer in front of him.

I saw the other party's incomparably cold eyes looking over.

Geoffrey was surprised. When he was looked at by the other party's eyes, he seemed to feel a chill rising from the bottom of his heart and put out the burning anger immediately.

Dare not look Morgan in the eye again.

Geoffrey had to turn his head and glare at Sandor krigon, a hound who was still eating roast sausages.

Only then did Sandor krigon realize that something was happening.

Just then, considering the force value in front of Morgan, the angry Geoffrey baratheon suddenly stood up and was about to turn and leave.

But I still remember that my fiancee was still there. Then she looked at Sansa stark and said, "I'll go first."

Ignoring Morgan and Elia stark, he turned and left.

Sandor krigon, the hound, stuffed the last mouthful of roast sausage into his mouth, returned the fork to Morgan and immediately followed.

"Is he angry?"

Arya stark asked, looking at the back of Geoffrey baratheon as he hurried away.

"Maybe..."

Morgan said casually, raised his hand and pricked it. The bacon was roasted on the campfire.

"Then why is he angry?"

Aria continued.

But this time, before Elia answered, Sansa stark suddenly stood up and said, "I'll go back first."

Then he reached out to pull his sister.

Elia threw away her sister's hand and said immediately, "I haven't had enough."

"If you want to go back, go back by yourself!"

Sansa stark looked a little ugly. After nodding to Morgan, she turned and walked quickly away from the campfire.

Morgan's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the figure of Sansa stark leaving.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!!!"

Geoffrey baratheon quickly left the back of the campfire, his face angry, gnashing his teeth and yelling, "I'm going to kill Morgan!"

"I want him to kneel down and beg for mercy like a dog!"

Geoffrey's inner color was twisted and ferocious, and he roared at Sandor krigon, the hound chasing after him.

Endure the calm wind and waves for a while, take a step back, think more and more angry.

This is the state of Geoffrey's great rage at this time.

"I'm afraid it's hard..."

Sandor, the hound, shook his head and watched his eyes fall into a frenzy of rage. Geoffrey baratheon shook his head. He saw it more often.

"Why?"

Geoffrey asked, glaring at once.

"You've seen the giant bear hunted by Morgan. You know he's very powerful."

"Moreover, I heard that his swordsmanship is more powerful..."

"He impressed his majesty, and Duke ed of Winterfell trusted him very much..."

"He's not like those little characters before..."

"It's hard for us to deal with such a powerful opponent..."

Sandor the hound analyzed calmly.

Geoffrey's face became more and more ugly. He was very angry, but he was not a fool.

"Do you just let me forget?"

Geoffrey asked Sandor, the hound.

Sandor, the hound, immediately said, "Your Highness, I want to ask you something."

Geoffrey: don't talk nonsense, talk quickly

Sandor the hound: "are you afraid of Morgan?"

Geoffrey gritted his teeth and said, "of course I'm not afraid!"

Sandor the hound: "then I have a way."

Geoffrey exclaimed, "what can I do?"

Sandor the hound: "martial arts contest..."