Chapter 266

"Martial arts contest?"

"You want me to compete with that guy?"

"Damn it, is your guy's brain as bad as that guy?"

In the middle of the temporary wilderness camp, the surrounding area was illuminated by dim fire.

Prince Geoffrey baratheon opened his eyes and growled at Sandor krigon, the ugly and terrible hound in front of him.

"No, of course not. Your highness competed with him in person."

Sandor krigon, the hound, seemed to see the madness of the bear child in front of him. He continued calmly and said, "Your Majesty can let others replace your majesty."

"Yes..."

When he heard the hound's words, Geoffrey baratheon immediately relaxed his face and kept saying, "yes, I can ask others to help, let others help!"

"Who are you looking for? Who can deal with that guy..."

Geoffrey baratheon said to himself, suddenly looked up at Sandor krigon, the hound in front of him, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

Sandor krigon could not guess the mind of the spoiled bear child prince in front of him. When the other party was about to speak, he immediately said in advance: "but before that, your highness must go to his highness Morgan and invite the other party to the war."

"Moreover, we should also think out the reasons for inviting each other to a martial arts contest."

Sandor krigon, the hound, said calmly.

The voice fell, and Geoffrey baratheon, as Sandor, the hound, guessed, turned his attention to what he emphasized.

"Shall I personally invite that guy to a martial arts contest?"

Asked Geoffrey baratheon, staring at Sandor, the hound.

"Of course, your Highness has only one way to deal with Morgan. Of course, your highness needs to invite."

"If your highness is afraid, there is no way..."

Sandor, the hound, remained calm.

Since he was loyal to the Lannister family, as the escort assigned to Geoffrey baratheon, he has always been loyal to the Lannister family and Prince Geoffrey baratheon. He has always been loyal.

Although I'm friends with Morgan.

But he could not refuse Prince Geoffrey baratheon's orders.

In the capitals of the seven countries and in Junlin City, the prince has many ways to deal with a person.

The martial arts contest was the only way he could think of.

For Morgan, the benefits of the tournament are also obvious.

If he can win in the martial arts competition, once he becomes famous in Junlin City, the influence and spread speed of events are far from comparable in Lindong city in the cold north.

Of course, if Morgan fails in the competition.

There's no back.

Because the price of failure is to be killed by the comparator.

Listen to Sandor krigon, the hound.

Geoffrey baratheon's face was calm and relaxed.

He is irritable, irritable and cruel, but he is not a fool.

This calmness, he thought about what Sandor krigon, the hound, said.

He was also very clear about the general assembly.

Naturally, I know my hound Sandor krigon is right.

If he wants to ask Morgan for a martial arts contest, he must invite him in person.

However, the opponent is Morgan, known as the "marksman", the Duke of Winterfell, which is one of the most trusted people of ED stark, who is about to become the new "former Prime Minister".

At the hunting conference held in Lindong City, he won the first place with his powerful bow and arrow without dispute, and left a deep impression on his father as the king.

His mother seems to value that guy.

It's no surprise.

Such a powerful marksman can be valued wherever he goes as long as he shows strong strength.

But understanding is understanding.

The other party despises himself and makes himself lose face in front of his fiancee and fiancee sister, which can never be forgiven.

I must make that guy pay the price.

But it's not easy to deal with that guy. In case of improper operation, it's wrong to offend the king's father and the new former prime minister.

Therefore, we have to think of a good way carefully.

At least you have to find the right person to replace yourself.

There was a long silence.

Geoffrey baratheon looked at Sandor, the hound in front of him, and said, "of course I'll invite that guy."

"But before that, find the right person to play..."

When Geoffrey baratheon said this, he took one more look at his hound guard, then turned and left.

Sandor krigon, the hound, obviously knew that his mind seemed to be seen through by Geoffrey.

But he didn't feel anything.

He doesn't want to play against Morgan, not only because he and Morgan are friends.

And because he's not sure he can beat Morgan.

Just shrugged.

Sandor krigon, the hound, immediately followed in the footsteps of Geoffrey baratheon.

......

Time passed slowly.

The night darkened.

In the huge temporary camp, in addition to the campfire of the escort team.

The candles in the small tents nearby kept going out and went to sleep.

Under a lonely tree.

Morgan stuffed the last piece of roasted smoked fish into the mouth, chewed and swallowed it, and contentedly dropped the roasting fork in his hand.

Opposite him, aliya stark was still busy baking dried meat in front of the campfire.

Elia stark seemed to never eat enough snacks. She strung food, roasted it, ate it immediately, and continued to do so repeatedly.

Morgan smiled and asked, "haven't you had enough, Elia?"

"Almost, but soon."

Elia answered, wiping the grease on her hands on the dense weed ground beside her.

"Then eat next time. It's very late. You should go to bed."

Morgan got up and looked around, then looked at Elia in front of him and said.

In a word, this Elia Stark is really very different from her sister Sansa stark.

Sister Sansa was very thoughtful and knew that Morgan had provoked the dissatisfaction and anger of Prince Geoffrey baratheon.

I said goodbye immediately and didn't want to have more communication with Morgan for fear that the prince would blame her.

Morgan was calm about it.

He is not the Golden Dragon coin of the world.

It is impossible for everyone to be willing to associate with him.

In particular, the prince Geoffrey baratheon is also the fiance and future king of Sansa stark.

After Morgan offended the prince, it was very normal for the other party to have such a reaction.

But even if it's normal, it's normal.

It's hard to accept it happening to yourself.

Morgan is not a saint.

He can kill all the robbers without reason when he meets them in the wild mountains, just because the other party looks at him more.

You can also stand idly by while the robbers rob and kill the wild farmers' family, just because the farmers' family drove themselves away from the crops not long ago.

Morgan has joys and sorrows, love and hate.

If he had treated Sansa stark, a noble lady, with ordinary senses.

Now there is a sense of disgust.

Compared with Sansa stark, who left immediately when she saw the situation was wrong, the little daughter of the stark family, Elia stark, was obviously too different.

"Wait, I'll be full soon."

Looking at Morgan who got up, Elia immediately shouted, "it's really hard to hide in the carriage these days..."

However, no matter what Elia explained, Morgan got up, went to Elia, stretched out his hands and immediately picked up Elia like a chick.

"But that's not why you don't sleep, Elia..."

"Besides, Junlin city is coming soon..."

Morgan said and carried Elia all the way to the front of the carriage.

This car is not small, but it's enough to sleep two stark girls.

Put Elia stark in the car.

Morgan turned and walked like a campfire.

Soon, Morgan, who was about to reach the campfire, found an unexpected figure in front of the campfire.

"If you dare to come here at this time, aren't you afraid of the prince's trouble?"

Looking at the tall figure, Morgan smiled.

"He's long gone to sleep now..."

Sandor krigon, the hound, said with a roasting fork in his hand, stringing sausages.

"But he's going to take revenge on you by means of a martial arts contest..."

Sandor krigon, the hound, looked up at Morgan as he sat down again and said.

"Oh, the martial arts contest..."

Hearing what the other party said, Morgan was not surprised but happy.

Speaking of it, he risked offending Duke ed stark at the welcome party for the king in Winterfell and privately agreed to the challenge of James Lannister, the Imperial Guard, in order to quickly become famous.

I just didn't think he was a soft egg.

After that, Morgan met James Lannister again, but the other party stopped talking to him.

Naturally, there was no news about the martial arts contest.

Now Sandor krigon told him that Prince Geoffrey baratheon would take revenge on himself and also on himself in the form of a martial arts contest.

How can this not surprise Morgan.

But you can't show it too much.

"By the way, Morgan, how on earth did you offend him?"

Sandor krigon, the hound, put the strung sausage on the campfire and asked, looking at Morgan in front of him.

"If I say it was just an accident, do you believe it?"

Morgan leaned against the trunk behind him, looked at the ferocious and ugly man in front of him and smiled.

Speaking of his recent anger at Geoffrey baratheon.

As Morgan said, it was an accident.

He just threw the fork with the sausage on it to Sandor krigon, the hound behind Geoffrey. He didn't really think so much.

I just didn't expect that Geoffrey baratheon had just turned his head and reacted so much.

With Morgan's strength, he won't miss the steel javelin, let alone just throw a baking fork.

But the spoiled, grumpy, cruel and irritable Prince Geoffrey obviously didn't think so.

Morgan's behavior is a dangerous behavior that threatens his life.

Moreover, the most important thing is that his evasion looks funny, especially in the presence of his fiancee and fiancee sister.

Such shameful behavior.

It would be strange if Geoffrey baratheon could stand it and didn't explode.

And for Morgan.

His fame in the Middle Earth world spread all over the world.

He has a wide range of friends and is a guest of honor of major forces and kingdoms.

Plus strong strength.

Morgan has a strong confidence in anyone.

This is also the reason why he has a completely different temperament from ordinary people.

This is why Duke ed stark, Kingdom Robert baratheon, when he first saw Morgan, even if the other party just stood, he could perceive that the other party was different from other ordinary people.

Therefore, Morgan needs to exercise etiquette in this world, even for those with higher status.

Its posture is also completely different from others.

No matter how high the other party's status is, there is no sign of servility, fear and flattery in Morgan's etiquette.

This is especially true in normal communication.

But I met Geoffrey baratheon, the spoiled bear child prince.

Morgan obviously miscalculated this time.

However, if he had known that the prince's revenge was to hold a martial arts contest.

Morgan might have deliberately started to get into trouble with Geoffrey baratheon.

But it's not too late.

"I just threw you a fork with a string of roast sausage... Well, the sausage on it is the same string you ate before..."

"He was angry..."

When Morgan smiled and simply said the reason for his prince's mouth.

Sandor krigon, the hound, was silent.

Because he has known the prince for so long.

His highness Geoffrey could be angry about it.

"What are you going to do?"

Sandor krigon, the hound, was silent for a moment and asked again.

"What should I do?"

"Yes, of course..."

Morgan picked up a dead tree branch, fiddled with the bonfire in front of him and said with a smile, "Your Highness the prince wants to compete with me. It's my honor. Of course I will participate."

Looking at Sandor, a hound with a heavy face in front of him, Morgan suddenly asked, "did your highness find someone to compete with me?"

"It can't be you, Sandor?"

When Morgan said this, Sandor krigon, the hound, shook his head, but said nothing more.

"That's it..."

Looking at Sandor, the hunting dog shaking his head, Morgan smiled and continued, "I don't underestimate you. You're not my opponent Sandor."

"I know..."

Sandor krigon, the silent hound, nodded in a rare way.

Sandor krigon, a loyal but bad tempered hound, admits that he is not strong enough.

Unless you have defeated him, you can only convince him to say such words.

It happened that shortly after the winter city hunting competition.

Morgan had a competition with Sandor, the hound.

The result was equally obvious. Morgan easily defeated Sandor krigon, a hound.

Sandor krigon is not afraid of failure.

But for the complete rolling, there is no desperate battle of hope for victory.

He doesn't want to go through it again.

"I just came to tell you about it..."

Sandor krigon's face was silent and his hands were not slow.

Before long, several strings of fragrant roast sausages went into his stomach.

Next, they chatted with each other.

When Sandor krigon, the hound, finished all the roast sausages on one side of the plate, he got up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving.

Sandor krigon, the hound, looked at Morgan and said, "I proposed the martial arts contest."

Morgan's face changed slightly, then opened his mouth and said with a smile, "thank you."

Sandor, the hound, just waved his hand, turned into the dark night and soon disappeared.

"Martial arts contest..."

Watching Sandor krigon disappear.

Morgan's eyes narrowed slightly at once.

Sandor krigon came to tell it.

It shows that the "martial arts competition" may have been decided by his Highness the prince.

The other party's retaliation speed and strong retaliation.

It surprised Morgan.

This also raised his vigilance for the next trip to King's landing city.