Chapter 282

"Ah ah..."

"Morgan..."

"Morgan..."

"Morgan..."

“......”

Looking at the one-on-three on the field, he can not only quickly defeat and defeat two of the knights, but also scare the last Knight into a tall, handsome and invincible figure who surrendered and surrendered.

On the stand, endless cheers, shouts and screams burst out from the.

Countless spectators stood up, waved and shouted.

The whole stadium was filled with unprecedented enthusiasm.

Night is different from day.

Night can not only make people more emotional, but also amplify the repressed emotions in the depths of human nature.

This is also the reason why the audience calls more enthusiastically at night than during the day.

The "martial arts contest" specially held for the new former Prime Minister also ushered in the most passionate and enthusiastic time on the first day.

"Ha ha, ha ha, I made a lot of money this time!"

"I was right about Morgan. I knew he could do it. I knew... Ha ha..."

"Damn it, these three wastes!"

"The three can't deal with that little white face together, damn it..."

"Ah ah..."

"Morgan, Morgan, I love you. I want to marry you, Morgan..."

"My God, Morgan participated in all the competition systems of this competition and won all of them. Who knows where he came from..."

"I'm looking forward to his performance tomorrow. I really hope this evening can pass quickly..."

"Maggie, I want this man, I must get him..."

"He's so handsome. I think I've really fallen in love with him..."

"Diana, it's not easy for you to get a man. Wait first. When you go back, I'll send a letter to Morgan to" infatuate the coast "and your Diana's reputation. I believe no man can refuse, and so can this one on the field..."

"Win again, ha ha... Morgan, I love you. I want to press you to win the first prize in group melee..."

“......”

On the stand, countless spectators were cheering and shouting.

The king is on the high platform.

Robert baratheon looked at the last knight who was frightened to drop his sword and raise his hand to admit defeat. He couldn't help laughing: "ha ha..."

"I knew this boy could do it. How could he be a swordsman of ED's family? How could he be bad at swordsmanship?"

Robert baratheon burst out laughing and drank the wine in one gulp.

He's really in a good mood.

Watching Morgan's game, violence, speed, blood, simply, these feelings are many, which can naturally make Robert baratheon, who is looking for fun and stimulation every day, feel particularly happy and happy.

Just looking at the tall and straight figure standing alone in the center of the field, there is a sense of independence and defeat.

Robert baratheon's mood suddenly became a little complicated.

When was he as handsome as Morgan? No, he was more handsome than him. At that time, he was the dream of countless girls and ladies in the whole King's landing city.

Just now

Thinking of this, Robert baratheon couldn't help looking at his bloated and round belly and sighed in his heart: "I can't go back after all..."

"With the strength just shown..."

At this time, balistan selmi, the leader of the Imperial Guard, who stood aside, also said: "I don't think it's strange that I can win the first place in the" group melee competition "competition system..."

"Oh, so optimistic about Morgan?"

Hearing balistan selmi's words, King Robert baratheon just felt a sigh in his heart and immediately dispersed. He immediately turned his head and looked at the captain of the Imperial Guard beside him and asked with a smile.

"With the strength he has shown up to now, many people should think so."

"I think those guys who open gambling tables in Junlin city..."

Baristan selmi smiled and replied, "I'm afraid he's secretly lowering Morgan's odds of winning the first place..."

Beside King Robert baratheon.

Queen cersei Lannister didn't pay any attention to the laughing husband beside her. She just sat lazily on the bench, narrowed her beautiful green eyes, stared at Morgan's figure on the field, and didn't know what she was thinking.

On cersei Lannister's side, Prince Geoffrey looked at the incomparably powerful figure on the field, his face was ugly, and his heart was more and more depressed.

"Ha ha, little finger, I'll accept your 100 Golden Dragon coins..."

In the huge aristocratic grandstand area, lanli baratheon, the Minister of justice and the youngest brother of King Robert baratheon, stood up and looked at the front, and laughed loudly at the chancellor of the exchequer, bertier berrish.

"Nothing. The swordsman of Lord Stark's family really did well..."

Little finger pettil berrish smiled at Langley baratheon, and then looked at the tall and thick figure in front of the two rows and said loudly, "what do you think?"

"Lord stark?"

Ed stark, who heard the voice, immediately turned his head and looked behind him with a little doubt. He was looking at himself and smiling, and lanli baratheon, who was proud in the back, said, "I didn't hear you talking..."

"Who can tell me?"

Ed stark also smiled and spoke.

Little finger pettil berrisi immediately said, "we're talking about the swordsman of your family, my lord..."

"Are you talking about Morgan?"

"Of course he's excellent..."

Ed stark answered and nodded,

Although he had not been in the city for a long time, he also knew that lanli baratheon, the Minister of justice, and petite berrisi, the little finger of the chancellor of the exchequer, could not deal with each other. At this time, how could they get together and laugh, so he asked, "but you are..."

"Ha ha, little finger lost my 100 gold dragon coins in a bet with me..."

When Ed stark asked, Langley baratheon immediately smiled openly.

He had always been a little unaccustomed to the style and behavior of little finger Petit berisch, but he didn't want to save face for each other.

"Oh, I still know Morgan's strength..."

Ed stark smiled and said, "if you want to continue playing, there is still a great chance that he will win..."

Several powerful ministers of the Kingdom chatted with each other.

As a student of Morgan.

When Elia stark saw the teacher sweeping the two knights, and even the one who was left was scared to throw a long sword and surrender.

She jumped up from her seat and shouted.

Ed stark can't hold her down.

"Look, look..."

Her father was chatting with several other ministers. Elia was so happy that she couldn't share it with others, so she immediately took her sister Sansa stark and shouted.

"I see..."

"Elia, can you stop making so much noise..."

Sansa stark broke away from her sister angrily and looked at her and said loudly.

Sansa Stark is in a bad mood all day.

Originally, when she came to the martial arts competition in the morning, she was in a good mood because she could see Prince Geoffrey.

But when she smiled at her fiance's Prince in the morning, Geoffrey turned her head coldly, which made Sansa stark lose her mood immediately.

This also led to a whole morning of unhappiness.

Originally, Sansa was not going to see the competition in the evening.

However, her father, sister and many people in the castle came to the competition again. She was bored at home.

Besides, just because Prince Geoffrey is unhappy in the morning doesn't mean he will be unhappy in the evening.

That's why Sansa stark came here.

But she was disappointed again. Prince Geoffrey turned his head coldly in front of her and didn't even look at her, which made Sansa how to stand.

So she was even more unhappy.

Under such circumstances, sister Elia's labouring will only make her more unhappy and hate Morgan.

If Morgan hadn't annoyed Prince Geoffrey on his way to King's landing.

His highness will not be angry with himself and indifferent to himself.

Blame that annoying Morgan!

Thinking of this, Sansa stark shook off her sister's hand and sat alone sulking.

Elia stark was so happy that she didn't bother to argue with her sister. She just stood up and looked at the teacher's figure on the field. At the same time, she remembered if she could be like the teacher in the face of the siege of three people?

Morgan didn't know the noisy ideas of countless spectators in the stands.

In the small field surrounded by the center, looking at the knight who threw down his weapon and raised his hand to admit defeat, Morgan just said coldly: "I accept your admit defeat and go out by myself."

The voice fell.

The strong knight, who was a head taller than Morgan, immediately turned and ran outside the small competition circle.

Watching the knights who surrendered and admitted defeat take the initiative to leave the race circle, the cheers and noise in the stands became louder.

At this time, the official staff next to the stadium finally came to the small competition circle.

It was undisputed that Morgan became the winner of the group melee.

When Morgan got on his horse and rode the "Radish" again to the victory road, the whole stadium erupted into incomparably warm cheers, applause and more and more screaming women.

With Morgan disappearing on the victory track.

The rapid sound of horse hoofs soon came from the channel of the stadium again.

The audience continued to warmly welcome the next knights.

Just until the end of the last group of knights.

The excitement of the atmosphere on the field did not surpass Morgan's one-on-three victory.

Back to the small castle where the stark family lived in the noble District of Junlin city.

It's almost late at night.

When the king's hand, ed stark and the people in the castle fell asleep.

Candles still flickered in a window room on the first floor.

At the long table.

Morgan, dressed in tight leather armor, was sitting in front of a fairly clear glass mirror behind the long table, constantly adjusting the plush beard on his face and the ferocious scar on his left cheek.

Yes, Morgan is wearing makeup.

Now as long as he goes out at night, he will carefully dress up in advance to make himself another person.

Not long.

When Morgan stood up, there was another person on his face, including his whole head, in addition to his height and body.

At first, when Morgan came to King's landing, his makeup ability was still very poor.

But now, he is very familiar with it, and his technique is much more neat.

Looking at myself, who turned into a beard in the mirror, a ferocious scar hung on half of his face like a centipede.

Morgan is very satisfied.

Soon, after hanging his sword and putting on his wide black robe, Morgan went to the bed and opened the window.

Next second.

The room plunged into darkness.

The whole castle began to fall into a deep sleep.

"Hoo Hoo..."

The bitter cold roared through the streets of Junlin city every day.

Walking on the noisy Avenue.

Morgan can clearly feel that the whole King's landing city is much more lively than usual.

Usually this time.

There are not many people in other places except those busy streets.

But now, many figures can be seen on every street and path in Junlin city.

They are all tourists who come from other places while you are near the city.

Morgan walked at the same speed towards the roadway he had walked many times before.

Walk down one street after another.

He soon got into a dark lane.

Just after entering the roadway, I heard a scream in front of the roadway.

Morgan's face remained unchanged and moved on.

Soon, when Morgan appeared, a tall and thin young man in a rage swallowed the dirty words in his mouth at the moment he saw the figure of the comer.

Morgan also saw that the gang members who had been severely taught twice were beating up several men.

Morgan largely ignored this situation.

Because something like this is happening all the time in this city.

He's out of control and not interested.

Of course, there are exceptions, that is, when he is in a good mood.

In the respectful and fearful eyes of all gang members.

Morgan walked steadily through the alley.

In half an hour.

He appeared on the dark and busy underground black market street.

With the rapid increase of the number of people in Junlin City, the underground black market is also busy.

Morgan went on.

Before long, he stepped into one of the houses on both sides of the street.

Looking at the old man with white hair and black framed glasses, Morgan calmly said, "I want to know the specific time and wharf location of the black forest chamber of Commerce caravan arriving at Junlin city..."

The old man with white hair and busy glasses looked up at Morgan, recognized that he was a customer who had visited several times before, stopped his quill pen, smiled and said, "the black forest chamber of commerce is not easy to provoke... This news needs five golden dragon coins."

The old man with glasses smiled and opened his mouth.

Morgan's face remained unchanged, raised his hand and threw a money bag in front of the old man's counter.

ten minutes later.

Morgan stood on the dark underground black market street again.

The cold wind howled.

Morgan was a little restless.

"Two days later, in the early hours of the night, at the East Wharf of Heishui Bay..."

Thinking of the news just bought from the profiteer's eye old man, he was ready to move.

"Two days later, the last day of the martial arts contest..."

"At that time, winning the championship of the martial arts competition must be the focus of many people's attention. If you want to go out and rob the black chamber of Commerce caravan in the early morning, you still need to think of a good excuse..."

In consideration of this, what Morgan suddenly remembered, and a small envelope with delicious perfume appeared in his hand.

This is the letter Morgan's servant brought to him when he returned to the castle in the evening.

According to the servant's words and some information written on the envelope.

Morgan knew that this was an invitation letter from the high-end brothel "infatuated coast" of the most famous "Silk Street" (Silk Street: a busy street with all kinds of high and low-grade brothels) in Junlin city.

"Infatuated coast... Diana..."

Looking at the letter in his hand, Morgan showed a funny smile on his face.