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Chapter 256 Who is that?
"I need you, Ed!"

In the inner castle of Winterfell, in the catacombs where candles flickered.

Wearing a wine-red cloak and a black fluffy neckerchief, the tall and bloated King Robert Baratheon suddenly stopped in his tracks, looked at his old friend beside him and said in a deep voice.

"Jon Arryn is dead, and I need someone to help me."

"You are overqualified to stay here, come to King's Landing, Ed"

"Come to King's Landing to assist me!"

Robert Baratheon looked at his old friend and said solemnly.

Hear the words of the king.

Eddard Stark was silent.
Although the real purpose of the king's journey to Winterfell for more than two months has already been guessed.

But when an old friend said something to ask for help.

He still felt conflicted and entangled.

Of course he didn't want to go anywhere.

However, living in this world, many things do not come from your temperament.

Even if he is the Guardian of the North, so what about the Duke of Winterfell.

Former Prime Minister Jon Arryn is dead.

There must be an undercurrent surging in King's Landing City at this time.

He had promised the king to marry his eldest daughter Sansa to Prince Geoffrey Baratheon.

Sansa was almost of marriageable age now.

However, if he followed the king south to King's Landing, what would happen to the northern border?
Looking at Ed with a complex expression, hesitant to speak.

Robert Baratheon spoke again: "Lord Ed Stark, I will appoint you as the "Prime Minister."

The voice fell.

Ed Stark had no choice but to kneel on one knee again, shaking his head and saying, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid."

"Rejection is invalid!"

Before Ed Stark finished speaking, Robert Baratheon interrupted immediately: "I'm not thinking of you."

"Damn, don't kneel at every turn, get up quickly Ed"

"I want you to run the country, and I want to eat, drink, have fun and whore."

"You helped conquer the country and win the Iron Throne!"

"Nature should also be guarded by me."

"That's it, Ed, my son and your daughter are both grown up, it's time to get married."

"We are all meant to be family"

King Robert Baratheon said as he strode toward the depths of the tomb again.

Ed Stark sighed in his heart.

Immediately followed.

Evening in the winter town.

The sky was overcast.

The north wind is cold.

Fine flakes of snow fluttered down from the sky.

When Morgan and Jon Snow walked out of the Warm Winter Tavern.

Only to find that it was snowing again.

Drank all afternoon.

Morgan's drinking capacity has increased with the improvement of his strength, and he has already bottomed out at this time, so there is nothing wrong with drinking so much.

But Jon Snow's drinking capacity is much worse.

Coupled with depression and irritability in my heart.

At this time, his face was flushed, although he was not drunk, but it was almost the same.

At this time, a brothel not far from the tavern, which was also the only brothel in the winter avoidance town, suddenly heard noises from the entrance.

The two turned their heads and saw a few prostitutes in thin clothes pulling a short dwarf and laughing.

"Hey, that's it."

Jon Snow said with some doubts.

"It should be "Tyrion Lannister"."

"The Queen's Brother"

Looking at the little figure laughing wantonly with the prostitutes.

Morgan recognized it as the little dwarf figure he had seen flashing away in the King's Landing team this morning.

"That should be it."

"Winterfell has never seen any other little man of this height who also loves to visit brothels."

Jon Snow nodded.

Known as the "little devil", the queen's dwarf brother is notoriously lustful.

"Let's go."

Morgan looked away calmly from the little devil and the prostitutes, and said.

Although he had needs, he never thought of going to a place like a brothel, it was too dirty.

Facing the falling snowflakes.

Morgan and Jon Snow walked straight towards the gate of the inner castle.

Morgan was impressed by the imp's intelligence.

He must be planning to meet the imp.

But the situation just now was obviously not the right occasion.

Anyway, the king's team didn't return to King's Landing so soon, and there were still many opportunities to meet the little devil.

Go back to the inner castle.

Morgan soon separated from Jon Snow.

He drank too much to go back to sleep.

Morgan was going back to take a shower and change clothes before going to the dinner party.

After all, it is impolite to go to a banquet covered in sweat and smell of alcohol, and it is also disrespectful to the host of the banquet.

Back to the residence.

After some bathing.

Clean and fresh, with ponytails and a delicate wine red bodysuit, Morgan went out.

This time, because I went to a banquet.

It was rare for him to go out without a sword, but put the elven sword in the dimensional ring.

Anyway, as long as it is something that he thinks is important, he always carries it with him instead of putting it in his residence.

Even if he lives in the safe Winterfell City now.

When leaving the residence.

It was already dark.

The icy snowflakes in the sky fell quietly.

Morgan came all the way to the hall building in Winterfell specially used to entertain guests and hold banquets.

It was found that the hall was already brightly lit.

The cheerful sound of musical instrument string accompaniment was continuously transmitted from the hall hall along with the bustling noise.

The party had apparently begun.

Morgan stepped into the half-open hall door, and saw that the originally spacious hall was already crowded.

A large number of men and women sat around the table full of all kinds of rich food, talking loudly, drinking, laughing, and making noise.

Morgan walked into the hall, and when he looked up, he saw that on the long table in the center of the hall, King Robert Baratheon, surrounded by all the stars, was hugging a beautiful woman and feeding him wine mouth to mouth.

The crowd around was booing and making noise.

Watching the operation of the king's hot eyes in the middle of the hall.

Morgan couldn't help looking into the depths of the hall.

Then, he saw the master's position specially arranged in the depths of the hall.

The Duchess of Winterfell, Catelyn Tully, and Queen Cersei Lannister were sitting there.

Two distinguished ladies seem to be chatting.

It's just that Catelyn Tully kept talking, and although Cersei Lannister beside her kept responding, her eyes kept looking at the king who was having fun with a woman in the middle of the hall. Robert Baratheon.

The queen's mind was obviously distracted.

But Morgan is totally understandable.

No matter which woman was changed, on such an occasion, the husband would feel embarrassed and angry if he hugged the woman in public and played wildly in front of him without any scruples.

Especially when these two are king and queen.

Morgan could easily see the embarrassment, and Duchess Caitlin Tully, who was sitting next to Queen Cersei Lannister, must also be aware of it.

It may also be because of this that she kept talking to the queen, trying to distract the queen as much as possible so as not to be too embarrassing.

"This king is a true character"

Looking away from the extremely happy king in the middle of the hall, Morgan smiled.

Then observe carefully.

Soon, seeing a familiar figure, Morgan strode aside.

at this time.

Just after Morgan stepped into the crowd.

Queen Cersei Lannister, who was sitting on a luxurious bench deep in the hall, was looking in the direction where Morgan was just now.

Morgan squeezed into the crowd, and it didn't take long before he came to a long table full of people.

"Ha ha."

"Morgan, you're here."

"Come on, let's compete again tonight. I lost to you last time, but I won't this time."

"Forget it, Rhodes, with your little drinking capacity, don't talk about trying to win Morgan, you can't even beat us"

"Ha ha."

"That's right."

"Fart, come on, let's compete tonight."

"What is the competition? Swordsmanship or drinking?"

"Nonsense, of course it's better than drinking"

"Then don't worry, it's still early tonight, I'll have a few drinks with Morgan first"

"Come on, give way, it's too crowded."

"Morgan sits here"

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The tall man who greeted Morgan was a small leader of the Winterfell army.

Everyone on this one is also the little leaders of the Winterfell army.

The battle that Morgan joined Winterfell a few days ago was too amazing.

As a result, when Morgan was teaching the two youngest children of the Stark family, many little leaders in Winterfell came to watch and challenge him.

Then, anyone who speaks out to challenge the competition.

All were easily abused by Morgan.

This is also the reason why Morgan is very respected even though he joined Winterfell for a very short time and has very low qualifications.

"Come on, Morgan, drink, cheers."

"boom"

"Come on, Morgan, I'll have a drink with you too."

"cheers."

"."

"boom"

After drinking several glasses of wine in a row, Morgan put down the glass with a calm expression, and wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, it was time to observe around.

The continent of Westeros is a strictly hierarchical world.

Every reception held in Winterfell has strict rules of rank.

This is especially true for banquets for kings and queens.

At this time, the host's Duchess Caitlin Tully and the queen sat in the most honorable seats.

Then, on a wide long table in front of them sat a group of children of the Stark family.

There are also many important figures from King's Landing City, such as Prince Joffrey Baratheon, Kingsguard and Queen's younger brother James Lannister, and several important members of the King's Landing City royal family.

The long table ahead.

It is the position of the retainers and important leaders in Winterfell, that is, the middle level of power in Winterfell.

Morgan and the surrounding leaders were among them.

There are also some knights from Junlin City, warrior leaders and so on.

For example, the tall "Hound Dog" with a terrifying half face was sitting on the long table not too far from Morgan.

Continue to the long table ahead, and the position is further down the row.

Of course, just because the wine tables are arranged like this doesn't mean that everyone will follow the rules.

Especially at a reception.

For example, King Robert Baratheon, the highest status existence in the entire Winterfell city at this time, was sitting in the center of the hall at the back, drinking and having fun with a beautiful middle-aged woman in his arms.

The status of the people around him in Winterfell City is not high.

While sitting at the wine table, Morgan was dealing with the toasts of the people around him, and his eyes continued to wander throughout the banquet hall of the hall.

It didn't take long.

He saw Eddard Stark, the Duke of Winterfell, standing in a corner of the hall.

Beside the Duke, a tall man in a black robe who looked a bit like Duke Eddard Stark was talking constantly.

"That is Benyan Stark."

"My lord duke's younger brother"

"I heard that he is the chief ranger of the "Night Watch Legion"."

"It's a big shot."

At this time, Thomson, the warrior leader on the side, followed Morgan's gaze, looked at the two people in the corner of the hall, and introduced Morgan.

Thomson is captain of the gate guard at Winterfell's inner castle.

The importance of this position is beyond doubt.

He and Morgan did not know each other.

After being beaten up when challenging Morgan a few days ago, the two got to know each other.

Thomson's status is not low, and his strength is not bad. He has a somewhat proud personality and looks down on those who are weaker than him.

But he admired Morgan who beat him up.

"No wonder, it looks somewhat similar to the Duke."

Morgan nodded.

"Of course, they are brothers."

Thomson laughed and then raised his glass: "Come on, Morgan, cheers."

"cheers."

The banquet in the hall was full of joy.

On the training ground a little far from the hall.

It was quiet.

Under dim light.

A figure was holding a long sword and slashing vigorously at the wooden grass man who was used for swordsmanship training.

Naturally, only the illegitimate son Jon Snow appeared on the training ground alone at this time.

Although he told Morgan that he was going to sleep after drinking too much.

But even some small leaders in Winterfell can go to the king's banquet, but as the son of the Duke of Winterfell, he can only blow the cold wind here.

How can this prevent him from feeling angry, helpless, and unwilling.

At this time.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the training ground.

In a quiet environment, even a little movement can be magnified several times.

Jon Snow, who was chopping, turned his head immediately, and saw a short figure walking towards him while drinking from a small iron wine bottle.

It was the dwarf he had seen with Morgan in front of the winter town brothel that evening.

Jon Snow: "Why did you appear here?"

Tyrion Lannister: "Why can't I be here?"

Jon Snow: "You know what I mean."

Tyrion Lannister: "I just thought the party was boring"

Jon Snow: "You are the queen's younger brother, Tyrion Lannister, right?"

Tyrion Lannister: "Oh, that's my crowning achievement."

Tyrion Lannister: "You should be the illegitimate son of Ed Stark, right?"

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Tyrion Lannister: "Listen to me."

"Never forget who you are."

"Because the world won't forget."

"Arm yourself with it and no one can use it to hurt you."

Jon Snow: "You speak a little like a friend of mine, maybe I should introduce him to you."

Tyrion Lannister: "Who is that?"

"Who is that?"

In the banquet hall, Queen Cersei Lannister looked at the wine table a little far away, the tall man with ponytails, a wine red suit that fits very well, handsome with a touch of wildness, asked the person next to him Duchess Caitlin Tully.

"That one."

Hearing what the queen said, Caitlin Tully glanced at the queen beside him, and then said, "His name is Morgan, the swordsman we just hired."

"Fencer?"

Cersei Lannister was a little surprised when she saw the handsome man whose temperament became more and more different.

"Yes, Morgan is a very good swordsman."

Caitlin Tully looked at the man a little further away, and said slowly: "Besides, he's also a marksman."

"Oh"

Cersei Lannister nodded, her eyes continued to stay on the man named Morgan, and she said casually, "Then he's not bad."

At this time.

Perceived to be watched.

When Morgan turned his head, he saw the duchess and the queen, who were the top seats, looking at him.

He immediately got up, nodded slightly to salute, then raised his wine glass to signal to those two.

Cersei Lannister immediately laughed when she saw Morgan's actions, and raised her glass of wine for the second time tonight.

The Duchess on the side also smiled and picked up the wine glass.

The three of them clinked glasses in the air.

Morgan drank it down.

　Ps: It’s not easy, the lost manuscript has finally been found o(╥﹏╥)o
　　
　
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