Start with the Lord of the Rings

Watch as Morgan is personally invited by Thorin Oakenshield to join the expedition.

Gandalf breathed a sigh of relief.

He was watching Morgan step by step from being despised by Thorin Oakenshield almost all the way.

And then to angrily rebuke Thorin Oakenshield and threatened to challenge him.

Then sell face to the other party and change the challenge object.

In the end, he easily defeated the dwarf Kili, and not only made Thorin Oakenshield personally apologize, but also personally invited Morgan to join the team.

In the eyes of the dwarves and himself, he showed his strength well.

After such an operation, Morgan's position in the team will never be lower than that of the dwarves.

In the future team, no one can underestimate him or dare to underestimate him.

You must know that due to character reasons, the dwarves value strength more than any other race.

Before, I just thought that this kid Morgan is very strong.

I didn't expect this kid's brain to be so useful.

You must know that from beginning to end, apart from being hinted by Morgan to make peace in the middle, he hardly said anything.

This is much better than what I told Morgan earlier, joining the team on his recommendation.

Morgan's exceptional performance made Gandalf think of Bilbo.

I also want to recommend joining the team.

Recalling the attitude of Thorin Oakenshield and the dwarves to Bilbo.

Gandalf was a little disturbed.

But with him around, Bilbo is sure to join the team.

It's just that before that, the little guy has to agree to it.

Thinking of this, Gandalf took out the cigarette stick again.

Back in Bilbo's Bag End.

The dwarves have not completely recovered from the competition just now, and they are still in high spirits.

Even Bilbo, who had always been depressed and unhappy, had just won money and was infected by the lively atmosphere. At this time, his mood was much better.

The just unfinished party continues.

Watching a large amount of various foods and drinks be moved out of the food storage room.

Bilbo was gritting his teeth and comforting himself: "Since it's inevitable, it's better to be generous and show the hospitality of the Hobbits."

Thinking of this, Bilbo's bleeding heart seemed to feel a little more comfortable.

Soon, the long long table used for the banquet was filled with all kinds of food.

Looking at the smoked fish, bacon, smoked sausage, smoked ham, cheese, white bread, dried tomatoes, dried persimmons, dried mushrooms and more than a dozen kinds of dazzling foods.

There are also several types of wine, such as red wine and fruit wine.

Morgan finally got some idea about the Hobbit, no, Bilbo's family.

This is not a food reserve that the average family can have.

The predatory carrying of the dwarves quickly filled the entire table.

A group of dwarves took their seats, and Morgan sat beside Gandalf.

The dwarves don't pay much attention to the dinner, and they start to eat when they sit down.

Morgan is also welcome. In this world, there is no such thing as losing weight.

Most people can eat a few meals a day to be full.

Morgan has a lot of plot memories in his mind, and he knows that there will be many hard days on the expedition.

If you don't eat at this time, when are you going to eat?

Smoked fish, bacon, prosciutto, smoked sausage, cheese, and morgan munching on a variety of high-calorie foods.

Fruit wine and wine are also available.

Not to mention, these smoked meats have a different flavor.

Morgan thought he could eat it for a long time anyway.

Although Morgan was drinking and eating meat, he was much better than the dwarves when it came to eating.

When the dwarves eat, they not only sing loudly, but also dance at the dinner table.

At this time, at the dining table, a young dwarf who was about the same age as the dwarf Kili, but slightly shorter than Kili, with blond hair and a few small braids, was twisting his butt in the middle of the long table.

The surrounding dwarves were waving knives and forks, beating the tableware and making various noises, laughing and shouting in cooperation.

Fortunately, Morgan had just eaten a big meal to fill his stomach, and at this time he really didn't want to continue eating.

So, holding a tall wooden barrel cup filled with fruit wine, he sat on the bench like Gandalf and watched the excited performances of the dwarves.

"It's interesting."

"As long as you get acquainted with them, you will like them."

Gandalf raised his glass and touched Morgan, and laughed.

"Although it was a bit noisy, it was really good."

"I think as long as I'm with them, I'll never be bored."

Morgan took a sip of fruit wine and nodded.

"Looks like you're starting to get acquainted with them"

Listening to Morgan's words, Gandalf turned his head to look at Morgan with some surprise and smiled.

Morgan raised his glass and met Gandalf again, and continued: "Tell me about the team. I only heard you mention it, but I don't know anything about the commission. This is not good for my next work."

"I can't explain this for a while."

"Wait a minute, you'll know in a while."

Gandalf shook his head and motioned Morgan to continue watching the dwarves.

The meal lasted quite a while.

When the meal was over and the table was cleaned up, it was already late at night and early in the morning.

Watching the dwarves sitting around the long table, Morgan knew the show was coming.

"Any news of the Eridron meeting?"

"Have they all arrived?"

The first to speak was Balin, a dwarf with all white hair and beard.

Thorin Oakenshield nodded: "Yes, there are envoys coming from the seven kingdoms."

Dwarin, a dwarf whose status is comparable to Balin, immediately said, "What did the dwarves of the Iron Hills say?"

"Will Dan be with us?"

Thorin Oakenshield shook his head: "They won't come, they say it's our adventure, just ours."

The voice fell, and all the dwarves fell silent.

At this moment Gandalf stood up, gathered the candles on the table, and took out a yellowed parchment.

Spreading out the parchment scroll, there are clearly drawn mountain peaks, rivers, forest wasteland, and it is a map.

"In the far east, over mountains and rivers, through forests and wastelands, lies a mountain: the Lonely Mountain."

"Yes, Quillin saw the omen, and the omen said the time had come."

"When the dodo flies to the Lonely Mountain, as in the prophecy."

"When the birds of yore fly to Iruba again, the reign of the monster will end."

Sentence after sentence, the dwarves obviously knew this prophecy.

"Monster? What monster?"

Bilbo on the side was attracted and suddenly asked.

"The dragon, the fire-breathing dragon Smaug, the most ferocious and terrifying disaster of that era!"

"I'm not afraid of it, I want it to taste like a dwarf iron rod"

"Don't think about it, it's too difficult, even with the support of the military, and we only have a dozen people, not the best and brightest."

"Hey, what do you mean. Who are you calling stupid?"

"We are not stupid"

"We have bounty hunters now, and Gandalf the wizard."

"Gandalf killed hundreds of dragons"

"Uh, no, wait, I, I don't want to say"

"How many?"

"what?"

"How many dragons have you killed, Gandalf?"

"cough cough"