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Chapter 253 Chapter 252 The King's End!

"I surrender!"

Looking at the incomparable indifference in the eyes of the sharpshooter Morgan in front of him, it seemed as if looking at himself was as cold as looking at a corpse.

The middle-aged mercenary Black, who was originally very angry, woke up almost instantly.

He hurriedly shouted.

He could clearly feel that if he did not admit defeat, the other party might really kill him.

The voice fell.

I don't care about the pain that is coming from every part of my body.

At this moment, Black was eagerly looking at the powerful and indifferent Morgan in front of him, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of annoying him.

Looking at the fast-reacting middle-aged mercenary at his feet.

Morgan just grinned with a sneer, then withdrew the elf long sword that was on the neck of the middle-aged mercenary, and inserted it back into the scabbard around his waist.

"call"

Watching the sharpshooter Morgan walk away slowly, I feel the crisis is fading away.

The middle-aged mercenary Black finally let out a long breath.

With this relaxation, Black immediately felt clear pain from all over his body.

Make him miserable.

"damn it"

He gritted his teeth and muttered.

Blake got up slowly.

Seeing the middle-aged mercenary slowly getting up, the crowd around the training ground also reacted at this moment.

how long?

How long did it take the sharpshooter Morgan to defeat the aggressive middle-aged mercenary with superb sword skills?
At this moment, almost the vast majority of people on the training ground could not help but think of this question.

"Damn it, Black was defeated just like that?"

"Am I dazzled?"

"No, you are not dazzled, Black lost, and he has no power to fight back."

"This sharpshooter Morgan is really powerful. Where did this guy come from?"

"Why have you never heard that name before?"

"There are so many things you haven't heard"

"Blake is a waste!"

"He has lost now, can we still get the money he promised us?"

"Hey, you're thinking really well, kid. Black failed to become the swordsman teacher of several Stark families as he wished, and couldn't join Winterfell. Do you think he will give you money?"

"I don't care about that, he promised to give money, and I agreed to act with him"

"Luke, you and Blake are on the same team, so now?"

"Hmph, how do I know, Blake owes me more than you guys"

"What's the hurry, I'll know when Black comes over later."

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The contest was decided.

The mercenaries were talking for a while.

Next to the training ground.

Several children of the Stark family were also discussing.

"That Morgan actually defeated the middle-aged mercenary, it's really surprising."

"Do you think Morgan can defeat the old coach?"

Rickon Stark looked at the tall figure on the training ground, and looked back at the two older brothers beside him and couldn't help but ask.

"do not know."

Brandon Stark shook his head.

Although his father asked him to watch the selection of swordsmen with him, he wanted him to gain more knowledge.

But at the age of only ten years old at this time, how much can he understand.

"That Morgan is very strong"

Hearing Rickon Stark's words, Jon Snow turned his eyes back to the two younger brothers beside him, and continued: "But the old coach is also very strong."

"As for who is more powerful, we will only know after the competition."

Jon Snow said.

Just seeing how easily Morgan defeated the middle-aged mercenary, he knew that the sharpshooter Morgan in front of him was stronger than he imagined.

For the strength of the old coach who taught them from childhood to adulthood.

Of course Jon Snow knew it well.

The strength of the old coach is comparable to that of the middle-aged mercenary, maybe even stronger, but it is also limited.

If it's against that marksman Morgan, it's definitely not enough to watch.

He hadn't even been able to see the specific swordsmanship strength of that Morgan just now.

Because the opponent's competition ended too quickly.

He just saw the middle-aged mercenary slash Morgan a few times and then retreated quickly.

When fighting together again.

That Morgan just waved his sword, and the middle-aged mercenary was easily sent flying.

Then, the battle is over.

Not only has his bow and arrow skills reached the level of a superb marksman.

Even melee swordsmanship is so powerful.

"Where did this Morgan come from?"

Jon Snow squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the figure in the training ground and couldn't help but think about it.

This is also the doubt in the hearts of most people present.

"Congratulations, Morgan."

Beside the training ground, Robb Stark walked towards Morgan with a smile.

Although this is the best result.

However, Morgan's strength really exceeded Robb Stark's expectations.

He originally thought that Morgan's swordsmanship was at best equivalent to that of the middle-aged mercenary.

However, the facts were beyond everyone's expectations.
"Next, you will be our Winterfell swordsman."

Robb Stark said and stepped forward with a smile.

Morgan nodded slightly towards the Duke's eldest son, then smiled and said, "It's my honor."

Sensing that this Morgan is not only powerful, handsome, but also quite graceful, Robb Stark smiled and turned to look at the training ground and shouted: "Bran, Rickon, come here."

"Let's go there, just to meet the swordsman who will teach you next."

Jon Snow said and walked towards the training ground with his two younger brothers.

Beside the training ground.

Theon Greyjoy, adopted son of Duke Stark, had already walked in front of the mercenaries.

"Take them out"

Theon looked at the soldiers on the side and said, "Don't let them run away."

"Yes."

Several soldiers immediately nodded and stepped forward.

A group of mercenaries could hear the contemptuous tone in the young Stark member's words, but no one dared to say anything more.

He could only obediently be led by the soldiers towards the gate of the inner castle.

On the training ground.

Robb Stark is introducing Morgan to his two brothers.

"Brandon Stark, the teacher can call me Bran."

The handsome Brandon Stark looked at the tall man in front of him and said.

"I'm Rickon Stark, the teacher can just call me Rickon."

Rickon Stark, who was younger and shorter, looked at Morgan in front of him with excitement in his eyes.

This new swordsman teacher is powerful.

Let him teach himself, and he will definitely be the same as the teacher in the future.

After some introductions.

Several of the Stark children knew Morgan.

Morgan also really knew these few.

At this time, two figures came from behind the warehouse next to the training ground.

The members of the Stark family on the field immediately bowed and saluted.

Looking at the two figures approaching, Morgan also lowered his head slightly to show respect.

"Lord Stark"

"lady."

"Um"

Duke Eddard Stark walked up to Morgan with his wife Caitlin Tully, and said with a smile, "I'm Eddard Stark, you must already know me."

"Of course, who in the entire northern border doesn't know His Excellency the Duke."

Morgan smiled and offered a compliment.

"That's unlikely"

Ed Stark smiled and shook his head.

After a few brief chats.

Both of them had a preliminary understanding of each other.

"Morgan, you are a sharpshooter, and your sword skills are also very good."

"Just teaching Bran and Rickon is a bit overkill."

"I think Robb also told you that the swordsman recruited this time is only temporary, and the time is about two months at most."

"At that time."

Ed Stark suddenly turned his head to look at Morgan and asked, "Are you interested in teaching the archery skills of our Winterfell soldiers?"

Don't talk about anything else.

Just as Morgan marksman.

It is completely worth Eddard Stark's all-out recruiting.

What's more, Morgan also has the same amazing swordsmanship, such a powerful Morgan, Ed Stark can't bear to let go.

Get Morgan to be the archery instructor for the Winterfell troops.

This is what Ed Stark had thought of after seeing Morgan shoot that amazing arrow.

"Thank you Lord Stark for your attention."

"I'm very interested."

Faced with the Duke of Winterfell's request, Morgan nodded and agreed without much consideration.

"Join Winterfell and build a relationship with the Stark family."

This step of the plan has been completed.

The next step is to take one step at a time and play by ear.

Seeing Morgan agree without hesitation.

Ed Stark showed a satisfied smile, reached out and patted Morgan on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Morgan, welcome to Winterfell."

Morgan smiled and said, "It's my honor."

Ed Stark immediately looked at his wife Caitlin Tully and said with a smile, "I'll have a drink with Morgan tonight."

Caitlin Tully smiled and said, "No one is stopping you."

She is the Duchess of the North.

Although he didn't have any strength, he could tell that the Morgan in front of him was of extraordinary strength.

What's more, the husband's affectionate solicitation also illustrates this point.

Of course she was happy about the important talents her Winterfell City recruited.

After some conversation.

Duke Eddard Stark and his wife Caitlin Tully left the training ground quickly.

Several children of the Stark family also quickly dispersed.

Jon Snow took Morgan to prepare a residence for him.

"That's the library at Winterfell."

On the way, Jon Snow pointed to a huge three-story building ahead and introduced to Morgan.

"There, is the arsenal"

"Over there is the kitchen. We usually eat there."

"There is the hall, which is used to entertain guests and hold family gatherings. Lord Stark will entertain you there at night."

"Behind that door is the godswood forest, a place of prayer and worship"

On the way to the residence.

Jon Snow kept introducing Morgan to every building he encountered, so that Morgan could get acquainted with Winterfell better and faster.

After half an hour.

Jon Snow finally brought Morgan to a huge three-story building.

"It's here"

Jon Snow said and led Morgan forward.

Not long after, the two stood in front of a room door.

"This is your next room, Morgan."

"I won't go in. If you don't understand or need something, you can ask the old man Tolan below."

"You rest well and teach Bran and Rickon their lessons starting tomorrow."

Jon Snow stood in front of the room door and explained, before turning around and leaving.

Morgan suddenly asked, "I saw the servants outside busy cleaning the roadside. Is there any activity in the city?"

"The one you said"

Hearing Morgan's question, Jon Snow nodded and said, "Yes, His Majesty the King is coming from King's Landing, and he will be there in two days."

"I see."

Morgan nodded understandingly.

"Is there anything else you want to know?"

Jon Snow looked at Morgan and asked with a smile.

"No, thank you, Jon."

Morgan smiled and shook his head.

I have contacted several members of the Stark family before.

Except for the adopted son, Theon Greyjoy, that is, the skinny young man who led a group of mercenaries into the inner castle of Winterfell at the beginning, who was somewhat arrogant and conceited, and his attitude towards Morgan was average.

Others like Robb Stark, who is the eldest son of Winterfell, as well as Brandon Stark and Rickon Stark, the two sons of the duke, have a friendly attitude towards Morgan.

But in comparison.

In front of him, Jon Snow, who took the initiative to take the duke's illegitimate son who led the way for Morgan, seemed to have a better attitude towards Morgan than the other duke's sons.

This can also be seen from Jon Snow's attitude of patiently explaining and introducing Morgan along the way.

Morgan can certainly feel it.

"It's nothing."

"Morgan, you are now a member of Winterfell."

Jon Snow shook his head with a smile, and continued: "That's okay, I'll go. If you don't understand anything, just ask old Tolan and his attendants."

"OK."

Morgan nodded, watching Jon Snow's back disappear.

He suddenly remembered an anecdote he had heard in the Black Cider Tavern in White Harbor.

An anecdote says: The illegitimate children of "King's Landing and Dragonstone" are all surnamed "Weishui";
The illegitimate children of the Iron Islands are all named "Pike";
The illegitimate children of Hejian Land are all surnamed "Hewen";
The illegitimate children in the western region are all surnamed "Xishan";
The illegitimate children in the northern border are all surnamed "Xue Nuo".

Morgan didn't think much of it at first.

Now think of Jon Snow's illegitimate child status, and then think of his surname.

It seems that it really makes sense.

thought here.

Morgan couldn't help laughing.

He knew that the real identity of that Jon Snow was not an illegitimate child.

Shaking his head, Morgan turned around and opened the door.

The room is spacious and the interior decoration is not bad.

Big bed, bedside table, big window, dining table, glass mirror. There are even rocking chairs. The room in front of me is much better than the two pubs Morgan has lived in when he came to this world.

Close the door.

Morgan strode to the window and reached out to open the large window.

Looking at the scenery outside the window and the busy servants in the distance below.

Morgan let out a long breath, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the distance.

"Finally entered Winterfell."

"The next step is my real start in Westeros."

in the next few days.

Except that Morgan only needs to teach Brandon Stark and Rickon Stark, the two sons of the duke, at the training ground during the day.

In fact, it mainly teaches Brandon Stark.

Because Rickon Stark is still too young and too playful.

Except for teaching Bran how to perform bow and arrow and sword skills in the morning to perform his duties as a swordsman, Morgan is very leisurely at other times.

This also allowed him to quickly understand the speed of the entire Winterfell city.

Three days passed in a flash.

Morning of the fourth day.

On the watchtower of the thick and tall inner city wall of Winterfell, a huge luxury motorcade was finally seen from a distance.

The king is finally coming.

(End of this chapter)