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Chapter 249 Sword Master!
The sky was overcast.

The icy wind howled.

A winter rain fell yesterday.

The temperature of the entire winter resort town suddenly dropped a lot.

I heard the news from yesterday's "Warm Winter" tavern that the winter has come.

"Hoohoo."

The biting cold wind with moisture attached to the face was extra cold.

Even Morgan couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

It was so wet and cold.

Morgan tightened her black fur coat.

He strode towards the noisy small square in front of him.

"Swordsman, Winterfell needs to hire an outstanding swordsman to teach the Duke's children sword skills, with a monthly salary of one gold dragon coin"

"Not only can you get a lot of commission, but you can also get in touch with the Stark family"

"My God, I can do this task."

“Everyone here thinks so”

"You have to see clearly that the hired person not only needs to be outstanding in swordsmanship, but also needs to master equally outstanding archery skills."

"Moreover, if there are many applicants, you need to win the competition and then get the approval of the Stark family to be qualified."

"It's not that cats and dogs are fine."

"Isn't it archery, I can do it too"

"A rare opportunity, no matter what you have to try"

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In the small square, a dozen or so people with long swords hanging from their waists or backs gathered around the tall wooden bulletin board to discuss.

As soon as Morgan got close, he already heard something about it.

When they squeezed in front of the bulletin board, several tall men dressed as mercenaries immediately turned their heads and glared at Morgan.

Morgan just looked back at the past with cold eyes, and the incomparably cold eyes immediately made the glaring eyes tense.

The powerful temperament cultivated from endless killings, the cold and murderous aura brought about by ignoring and ignoring life are not just rumors in legends, but real existence.

Morgan looked back as if he was being watched by some ferocious monster.

The glaring person couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, and his momentum immediately fell into a disadvantage.

Morgan just glanced at the other party coldly, then turned his head to look at the bulletin board ahead.

Sure enough, it was similar to what he had heard scattered just now: it turned out that the Stark family wanted to hire a swordsman for the Duke's children, or an outstanding swordsman who was proficient in both swordsmanship and bow and archery, with a monthly salary of one gold dragon coin.

Look at the hiring task in front of you.

Morgan couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

The monthly salary of one gold dragon coin is definitely not cheap for a group of mercenaries working alone.

But it's nothing to Morgan, who has a lot of money.

He already knew that a gold dragon coin in this world was worth about the same as a middle-earth gold coin in his hand.

He came to Winterfell to get close to the Stark family, who are important plot figures in this world, and to make a relationship.

Compared with the plan in his heart, a Golden Dragon Coin seemed too insignificant.

But from another perspective, this is a salary, a salary that matches his status and strength.

Various thoughts quickly flashed through his mind.

Morgan looked at the bulletin board again, and saw that the bulletin had been up for five days, and the selection of swordsmen would be held in two days.

If he had come two days later, he would have missed this great opportunity to be close to all the members of the Stark family.

thought here.

Morgan immediately stepped forward and walked to the wooden house not far from the small square.

Start registration.

There were quite a few other rewarding employment tasks on the bulletin board just now.

For example, hiring guards to escort goods and goods out of Winterfell to other places;

This type of employment entrustment task is the most.

There are also some other small hire quests.

In short, as long as it is a large town or city, mercenaries will not have to worry about finding tasks.

Although the tasks vary in size.

Morgan only saw the most conspicuous Stark family's commission to hire a swordsman, and he ignored all other tasks.

"what is it call?"

In front of the window of the wooden house, an old man with sunken eyes was registering the applicants.

"Morgan."

After a moment of hesitation, Morgan still chose the name.

"Are you sure you want to entrust the Stark family's swordsman mission?"

Inside the window of the wooden house, the old man asked again.

"determine."

Morgan nodded.

"Well, two days later, gather here at dawn."

The old man skillfully filled out Morgan's simple information, and then said: "You will be taken to the inner castle for selection, I wish you good luck."

The old man waved his hand after speaking.

When Morgan turned to leave, he clearly saw a row of names written on the yellowed paper with his own name at the end.

Obviously, if he's right.

Those are all his competitors for the job as a swordsman this time.

But it doesn't matter, what he fears the most is competition.

By the way, just take a look at the strength of these mercenaries in this world.

When turning around to leave the small square.

The gloomy sky is already covered with snowflakes.

Morgan's figure quickly disappeared around the square.

under the bulletin board.

Several tall men who almost had a conflict with Morgan before were discussing.

"Who is that guy? It looks like he has good strength."

"I haven't seen it before. It's a new face. He should have come to Winterfell recently."

"Tomorrow, I must win the swordsman chosen by the Duke for his child, and I hope you two can help me."

"It's easy to say, as long as you get on board with the Stark family, Black, don't forget our brothers."

"Haha, of course."

"We know the others, the new one looks like he might be in trouble"

"Try contacting tomorrow, if possible, of course the best."

"If you can't, you don't have to keep your hands when the time comes."

"Of course, we agreed, but in this way, you know the price."

"Okay, that's how it should be."

Morgan didn't know that someone had taken a fancy to the opportunity to get close to the Stark family, the "King of the North", and was going to deal with him.

Even though he knew it, he was not afraid.

He has earned a solid reputation in Middle-earth.

In this world, the same can be done.

Back at the Warm Winter Tavern.

It's still early.

However, the originally extremely cold weather also had snowflakes.

Such a ghostly weather.

Morgan wasn't in the mood for wandering around the little winter town.

After ordering a hearty lunch at the bar.

Morgan ordered another glass of blended spirits and whiskey, and asked for a nice window seat to taste it quietly.

The snow is getting stronger outside.

The tavern is warm and welcoming.

In front of him is a rich and delicious food, and in his hand is the blended whiskey spirit.

Morgan liked the tavern atmosphere in front of him more and more.

It would be even better if there is a beautiful woman to accompany you at this time.

Just when the wind and snow outside the window are all over the sky.

When the sky also started to get dark.

Morgan also failed to wait for an affair in the tavern.

The short two days passed by in a flash.

In a blink of an eye.

It's time for House Stark to choose a swordsman.

(End of this chapter)