The sky is gloomy.

The bitter cold wind whistles.

A winter rain fell yesterday.

The temperature in the entire winter shelter town suddenly dropped a lot.

I heard the message from the "Warm Winter" tavern yesterday that it was winter.

“Huhu…”

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

Even Morgan couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

It's really uncomfortable to be wet and cold.

Morgan tightened the black fluff coat on his tight body.

He strides towards the noisy small square ahead.

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

"Not only can I get a considerable commission, but I can also get a relationship with the Stark family..."

"My God, I can do this mission..."

"Everyone thinks so here..."

"You have to see clearly that the hired people must not only have outstanding sword skills, but also need to master the same outstanding archery skills..."

"And, if there are many people who sign up, you need to win the competition and then be recognized by the Stark family to be competent..."

"It's not all cats and dogs..."

"Isn't it just archery? I can do it too..."

"The opportunity is rare, so you have to try it..."

“…”

In the small square, about a dozen people with long swords hanging around their waists or on their backs surrounded by tall wooden billboards and talked.

As soon as Morgan approached, he had already heard some of the situation.

When he squeezed into the bulletin board, several tall men, dressed in obviously mercenary costumes, immediately turned their heads and glared at Morgan.

Morgan just looked back coldly, and his extremely cold eyes immediately made glaring in his heart.

The strong temperament cultivated from endless killing, ignoring and ignoring life brings to life is not just a legendary saying, but a real existence.

The look that Morgan looked back seemed to be staring at by some ferocious beast.

The glaring person couldn't help but feel a little scared, and his aura 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 just heard about the discussion: it turned out that the Stark family wanted to hire swordsmen for the Duke's children, or the outstanding swordsmen who were proficient in swordsmanship and archery, with a monthly salary of one golden dragon coin.

Looking at the employment and employment task in front of you.

Morgan couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

The monthly salary of a golden dragon coin is definitely expensive for a group of mercenaries who work alone.

But it's nothing to Morgan, who has huge sums of money.

He already knew that the value of a golden dragon coin in this world was similar to that of a Middle-earth world gold coin in his hand.

He came to Winter City to get close to the Stark family, an important character in the world, and to get along with him.

Compared with the plan in his mind, a golden dragon coin seems too trivial.

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

All kinds of thoughts quickly passed through my mind.

Morgan looked at the bulletin board again and saw that the announcement had been on for five days, and there were two days left to select swordsman.

If he came two days later, he would definitely miss this excellent opportunity to approach the members of the Stark family.

Thinking of this.

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

Registration begins.

There are a lot of other reward employment tasks on the bulletin board just now.

For example, hire a guard to escort goods and leave Winterfell to go elsewhere;

This type of employment commissioning tasks is the most.

There are some other small employment tasks.

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

Although the task sizes vary.

Morgan just saw the commission of the most conspicuous Stark family hiring swordsman, and he ignored all other tasks.

"What's the name?"

In front of the window of the wooden house, an old man with deep eyes was registering for the applicant.

“Morgan…”

After a little hesitation, Morgan chose this name.

“Confirm to participate in the Stark family’s swordsman mission commission?”

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

"Sure."

Morgan nodded.

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

The old man skillfully completed the simple information of Morgan, and immediately instructed: "You will be taken to the inner castle for selection, I wish you good luck."

The old man waved his hand after saying that.

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

Obviously, if he guessed correctly.

Those are his competitors for the swordsmanship this time.

But it doesn't matter, what he is least afraid of is competition.

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

When he turned around and left the small square.

Snowflakes have already floated in the gloomy sky.

Morgan's figure quickly disappeared around the square.

Under the bulletin board.

Several tall men who almost had a conflict with Morgan were talking about it.

"Who is that guy? He looks good..."

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

"I will definitely win the swordsman candidate chosen by the Duke for his children tomorrow. I also hope that the two of you will help..."

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

"Haha, of course..."

"We all know the others, and the new one may seem a bit troublesome..."

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

"If not, don't hold back then..."

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

"Yes, this is what it should be..."

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

Even though he knew it, he was not afraid.

He has a real reputation in Middle-earth.

In this world, it is also possible.

Back at the Warm Winter Tavern.

It's still early.
To be continued...