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The sky was overcast.

The cold wind whistled.

A winter rain fell yesterday.

The temperature of the entire winter-sheltered town dropped a lot.

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

"Hoohoo."

The biting cold wind attached to the moisture hit his face especially cold.

Even Morgan couldn't help feeling a tinge of discomfort.

It's really uncomfortable being so wet.

Morgan tightened his black fleece coat.

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

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

"Not only can I get a lot of commissions, but I can also have a relationship with the Stark family"

"My God, I can do this task."

"Everybody here thinks so"

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

"Moreover, if there are a lot of people who sign up, you need to win the competition and then get the approval of the Stark family before you can be qualified."

"It's not like any cat or dog can do it."

"Isn't it just archery, I will too"

"It's a rare opportunity, why don't you try it?"

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

As soon as Morgan got close, he could already hear something.

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 coldly, the incomparably cold eyes immediately made the glaring person's heart tighten.

The powerful temperament cultivated from endless killings, the cold murderous aura brought by ignoring and ignoring life is not just a legend, but a real existence.

Morgan looked back at him as if he was being stared at by some ferocious beast.

The glaring person couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart, and his momentum immediately fell into a disadvantage.

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

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

Look at the hiring and hiring tasks 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 who do it alone.

But it was nothing to Morgan, who was carrying a lot of money.

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

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

Compared with the plan in his heart, a golden dragon coin is too insignificant.

But on the other hand, this is a salary, a salary that matches his status and strength.

Various thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.

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

If he came two days later, he would surely miss this great opportunity to get close to all the members of the Stark family.

thought here.

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

Start the registration process.

There are quite a few other bounty hiring quests on the bulletin board just now.

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

This type of Hire Mission is the most common.

There are a few other small hiring quests.

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

Although the size of the task varies.

Morgan only saw the most prominent 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 is registering for the applicants.

"Morgan."

After a little hesitation, Morgan chose this name.

"Are you sure to participate in the Stark family's swordsman mission?"

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

"Sure."

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.

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

Obviously, if he guessed right.

Those were all his competitors for this time as a swordsman.

But it doesn't matter, what he's not afraid of the most is competition.

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

When turning around and leaving the small square.

Snowflakes were already falling from the gloomy sky.

Morgan's figure quickly disappeared around the square.

under the bulletin board.

Several tall men who had almost clashed with Morgan were discussing.

"Who is that guy, looks like he has good strength"

"I haven't seen it before, a new face, who should have come to Winterfell recently."

"Tomorrow, I will definitely win the swordsman candidate selected by the Duke for his child. I also hope that the two of you will help."

"Well, as long as you get on the Stark family, Black, don't forget our brothers."

"Haha, of course."

"Everyone else we know, that new one might look a little troublesome"

"Try it out tomorrow, of course it's best if you can."

"If you can't, you don't have to leave it at that time."

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

"Yes, it should be."

Morgan didn't know that someone had taken a fancy to the opportunity to approach the Stark family of the "King of the North" and had to prepare to deal with him.

Although he knew it, he was not afraid.

He has a real reputation in Middle-earth.

In this world, the same can be done.

When returning to the Warm Winter Tavern.

It's still early.

However, in the cold and wet weather, there were still snowflakes.

Such shitty weather.

Morgan was not in the mood to hang out in the little winter town.

After ordering a generous lunch at the bar.

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

It's snowing hard outside.

Warm and warm in the pub.

Hearty and delicious food in front of you and prepared whisky at hand.

Morgan grew more and more fond of the pub vibe in front of him.

It would be even better if there was 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 started to get dark.

Morgan was also unable to wait for an affair at the tavern.

Two short days passed by in a flash.

In a blink of an eye.

It's time for the Stark family to choose a swordsman.