Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

"Ouch..."

In the silent darkness of the wilderness, a shrill, piercing howl suddenly sounded.

Everyone's expressions changed, and the dwarves who were sitting and leaning against the lying ones immediately sat upright.

Bilbo, who had not traveled abroad much, was the most nervous. He immediately stood up and looked into the darkness, and asked nervously: "What is that sound?"

"Orc, that's the voice of an orc!"

"We have now reached the range of the orcs' activities."

"Those monsters always move at night. They can be seen everywhere. They will attack any living creature they see."

"They will sneak up on you, cut your throat, and then eat you bite by bite..."

Fili, the handsome dwarf with long black hair and a little bit of looks, looked at Bilbo and kept saying.

The more he spoke, the more nervous Bilbo looked.

Seeing Bilbo's appearance, Fili glanced at Kili beside him, and they both laughed in unison.

"You think it's funny?"

At this time, a cold voice suddenly sounded. Thorin Oakenshield stood up, looked at the two dwarves and said coldly.

"You think orc night raids are funny?"

Thorin Oakenshield walked up to the two young dwarves and said loudly.

"We didn't mean that..."

Facing Thorin's scolding, Fili and Kili immediately lowered their heads.

"You know nothing about this world!"

As if the word orc brought back memories, Thorin Oakenshield dropped this sentence coldly, turned around and walked towards the cliff not far away.

"Don't mind, you two."

The white-bearded dwarf Balin suddenly spoke.

"Thorin hates orcs for a reason..."

Balin stood up and walked to a few young dwarves and continued: "You are still young and you don't know that history."

"Ever since the dragon Smaug took possession of the Lonely Mountain..."

The white-bearded dwarf slowly talked about the suffering history of the Turin dwarves after they lost the kingdom of Erub under the mountain.

Gordon was sitting by the stone wall outside the open-air cave, with a pipe in his mouth and smoking.

Looking at this familiar scene in front of him, Gordon watched quietly.

Seeing that everyone didn't pay much attention to the terrifying howling, Bilbo also became quiet at this time.

He sat down next to Gordon and Gandalf again.

Compared to the strong smell on the dwarves, Gordon and Gandalf smelled much better.

Even though they haven't showered in several days.

"Gorton, Gandalf, is that voice okay just now?"

Looking at the two people puffing away smoke, Bilbo also took out his cigarette rod and couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay, it's too far away from us."

"You don't have enough experience outside. You will know it over time."

Gordon took a long breath of smoke and smiled.

"So, life outside is more exciting than your life in Hobbiton, right?"

Gandalf opened his squinted eyes, looked at Bilbo and smiled.

"Excitement is stimulation, just..."

"Eh..."

Bilbo sighed, feeling very depressed.

In the past half month, Gordon, Gandalf, and Bilbo have become very familiar with each other.

Although Gandalf single-handedly convinced the dwarves in Hobbiton.

But the dwarves' dissatisfaction and doubts about Bilbo have always existed.

In addition, Bilbo had never traveled far before, so he seemed quite nervous when encountering any disturbance or abnormality.

This made the dwarves even more dissatisfied. Although there was nothing visible on the surface, Filiki's attempt to scare Bilbo just now was a sign of contempt for dissatisfaction.

This is not the first time something like this has happened along the way.

Faced with this situation, Gandalf had nothing to do. Should he tell the dwarves that this was Bilbo's first adventure and that you couldn't bully him?

He is not a nanny, he can only impart some experience to Bilbo.

As for Gordon, there is even less to say.

This kind of thing can only be changed by Bilbo himself.

"Perhaps after experiencing a battle, the opponent should be able to speed up his transformation."

Gordon thought to himself.

Thinking about it, this seems to be the case in the plot.

With most dwarves despising Bilbo, it is normal that Bilbo likes to get close to Gordon Gandalf.

At this time, Balin's voice became louder and heavier as he talked about the history of the Turin dwarves.

The three Gordons also listened attentively.

"Our King Thor was killed. Thorin's father, Thorne, went mad with grief and disappeared. I don't know whether he is dead or alive..."

"At that time, we were leaderless and had no morale. The entire army was on the verge of collapse and was about to be killed by the orcs. Our dwarf prince Thorin stood up..."

"Thorin defeated the Orc leader, the pale orc Asog, and we repelled the Orcs. Unfortunately, we did not win that day..."

"At that time, I was thinking that there is at least one person worthy of my following, and he is Thorin..."

"I am willing to make him the king..."

Balin's voice was sad and heavy, and when he said this, all the dwarves stood up.

Obviously, among the dozen dwarves, except for Thorin and Balin, the other dwarves did not know about this painful history.

"Where's the orc leader? What happened next?"

Bilbo asked suddenly.

"Go back to his lair, he would have been seriously injured and died!"

Thorin Oakenshield said coldly.

...

The night gradually darkened, and the full moon had already disappeared into the dark clouds.

The fire not far away is still burning.

Except for one dwarf who was dozing off and keeping vigil, the other dwarves were sleeping beside the fire.

Gordon fell asleep leaning against the stone wall outside the cave with his sword in both hands.

Beside him, Gandalf was leaning against the stone wall with his staff in his arms, similar to Gordon's sleeping posture.

Not far away, Bilbo was lying on the ground sleeping soundly.

Everything was quiet, as if the entire world had fallen asleep.

On the path leading to the open-air cave, a dozen ugly and ferocious orcs were riding on tall and ferocious wargs, slowly approaching the mountain.

At this time, an orc also riding on a warg suddenly rushed over from a distance.

"Move softly, idiot!"

The leading strong orc slapped the orc who had just arrived on the head.

"Did you tell the master?"

"The raven has been sent to inform the master."

"Boss, why don't we wait for the master's instructions?"

"It's just a matter of dealing with a few dwarves. They will all run away when the master sends news!"

"Let's go up and kill them. We will have accomplished a great feat!"

The strong orc leader said with a ferocious smile, clamped his feet fiercely, and the warg under him immediately rushed forward.

The orc behind him smiled strangely and immediately followed.

Gordon slept with his sword in his arms. He always slept very lightly in the wild.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a familiar feeling of heart palpitations.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw that several orcs riding tall wargs had actually touched everyone's eyes.

Gordon looked horrified, immediately drew his sword and jumped up, shouting: "The enemy is attacking!"