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Chapter 259 Who is the one who gives up on me!(2/3)

Morgan jumped between the giant trees.

Not only is the movement extremely small, it can't even be heard below the forest.

The speed of movement is also much more flexible and faster than that of his ground below.

"Bang..."

A slight muffled sound rang out.

Morgan easily skipped several meters away and stepped on the thick branches under his feet steadily.

Then he quickly walked between the huge trunks and branches of towering trees and drove forward.

In fact, it is not difficult to master the ability to flexibly jump between trees.

As long as you have sufficient agility and stability, you can easily walk over dense forests.

Just like Morgan now.

"Bang..."

Floating steadily on a thick branch.

Morgan immediately looked into the forest below.

Just arrived all the way.

He actually saw a lot of animals.

In addition to a large number of small animals.

Morgan even saw a group of wild boars carried by a large wild boar foraging below.

But he was not very interested.

Although it can be hunted for wild boars, especially large wild boars.

It is a rare honor for the members of the hunting team.

This is what Morgan heard from other warriors before.

But the wild boar is currently.

Morgan still looked down on him.

He didn't want to carry a few wild boars to earn the first place.

And it may not be able to fight.

In normal hunting activities, unless the king is present, everyone will definitely just play a little bit seriously.

But it involves a reward of one thousand gold dragon coins;

The title of winning number one in the hunting conference.

This is something that the hunting team members cannot refuse.

Especially the latter's first title reputation.

Even Robb Stark, the eldest heir of Winterfell, could not refuse.

This is especially true for Morgan.

He urgently needs a reputation now, the more he is, the better.

The animals he planned to hunt were ferocious beasts that could shock everyone in one fell swoop and establish the championship of the hunting conference: bear.

As mentioned earlier.

Westeros is also a fantastic and magnificent world.

There are powerful dragons, White Walkers who are reborn from death, and sons of the forest who can use magic;

There are even traces of the existence of gods, and miracles appear on earth.

But overall, compared with the upper Middle-earth world where Morgan is located.

The combat power of this world is much worse than that of Middle-earth world, whether it is at the highest level or the lowest level soldiers.

In addition to the treacherous forces of major families in the mainland.

The lower-level soldiers are really the level of normal human warriors.

They will be frustrated by losing money from gambling the day before.

I will also have my legs weak the next day because I play with women too much last night.

They have normal joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

For normal humans, there is no doubt that the power of a beast like a bear is.

Especially this overlord giant bear, which has almost no natural enemies in the primitive forest.

No matter how big the body is, you don't have to feel strange.

After all, no matter how big a giant bear is, it will never be as big as a giant dragon.

But for humans, this kind of beast is extremely ferocious.

Even if you hold a long bow and sword and other cold weapons.

Facing the huge giant bear with thick skin, no one will be scared when they see it.

Not to mention hunting the other party.

This is also the reason why King Robert Baratheon said before the hunting conference that whoever hunts the most wild boars will win the first place.

Most people would never think of hunting giant bears.

"Hmph..."

Morgan squatted on the trunk and looked carefully at the forest ground below.

"Hmph..."

Suddenly, a slight sound came from below.

It was also a loss that Morgan was promoted by five senses because of strengthening his spirit.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to hear the faint sound below on the tree trunk thirty or forty meters high.

Morgan immediately looked at the sound of the thorns.

Soon, he saw a small wild boar drilling out of the thorny forest with weeds and vines.

The first, the second, and the third wild boars walked out one after another.

When the fourth, and the last boar came out.

Morgan's eyes lit up slightly.

What appeared in his sight was a black needle-like hair all over his body, his body was almost three meters long, his huge head was flat, and his face was a pair of curved fangs with thick and sharp teeth.

Even from his eyes, the wild boar is definitely not small.

"Do you want to kill it as a backup..."

Looking at the wild boar family walking leisurely below, this thought flashed through Morgan's mind.

It has been several hours since time passed.

The giant bear is still missing.

As for the question of giant bear hibernation, Morgan has asked Jon Snow in advance.

Jon told him that because of the large forest, giant bears hibernate very late, and some even do not hibernate throughout the winter.

This is similar to what Morgan knows about the giant bear.

This is also the reason why he is determined to hunt giant bears.

But nothing is absolutely true.

The giant bear has not been found yet.

If you kill this big wild boar, you will not be embarrassed even if you take it out as a sharpshooter.

It's already noon now.

It will take quite some time to go back.

The interests were quickly distinguished in my mind.

Morgan reached out and touched the longbow on his back.

Just then.

"roar..."

A low roar suddenly sounded from the dense forest in the distance.

Morgan's eyes lit up when he heard this sound.

at the same time.
To be continued...
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