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"Finally dead."

Looking at the huge troll falling to the ground in the distance, Morgan let out a long sigh.

Speaking of which, some people in the expedition team may think that it is easy for Morgan to kill these trolls, just move a finger.

Actually it is.

In addition to running diligently, the eyes should be bright, and the bow should be aimed until the hands are sore.

Physically, archers are indeed a bit easier than melee ones.

However, the real exhaustion and exhaustion of an archer is actually mental.

Because the quiver carried by the archer and the arrows in the quiver are limited.

This requires that every time the archer opens the bow, he must be highly concentrated in order to kill more enemies.

After a battle, the mental consumption of archers can be imagined.

Soldiers consume physical strength, archers consume spirit, and neither is easier than the other.

Because fighting is inherently dangerous.

This is the general layman's false impression of the ease with which an archer is seen.

Like Morgan, it seemed quite easy to shoot and kill the giant trolls that the entire expedition could not deal with.

The actual difficulty is mental exhaustion and exhaustion, only Morgan himself knows best.

Of course, the dwarf Kili, who is also an archer, might know something.

"Hey, Gandalf, where have you been."

"I thought you were missing"

Withdrawing his gaze from the troll corpse, Morgan turned to look at Gandalf not far away and said with a big stride.

"Just to relax, you know, the stubbornness of the dwarves is sometimes really, really unbearable."

Hearing Morgan asking about this, Gandalf shrugged and said helplessly.

Of course Morgan knew what Gandalf was referring to.

In fact, he did not mention the dispute between Gandalf and Thorin Oakenshield before.

In this more than one month journey, Thorin Oakenshield and a group of dwarves have repeatedly shown the stubbornness of the dwarves.

"Relax, the stubbornness of dwarves is known all over the world."

Morgan stepped forward and smiled comfortingly.

Gandalf shook his head and did not speak. He turned to look at the huge corpse of the troll in the distance and frowned and asked, "How did you come across these monsters?"

"I don't know exactly."

"When I showed up, Kili and Fili were both dealing with one of the monsters."

"But probably that monster stole our horse."

Morgan shook his head and said while looking at the corpse in the distance.

"Do you know what kind of monster this is?"

Morgan turned to look at Gandalf, knowingly asked.

"There are only trolls of this huge evil monster, and they are rock trolls among trolls."

Gandalf's voice fell, and Morgan seized the details and quickly asked: "What do you mean, there are other kinds of trolls?"

Gandalf did not speak, but looked at the sky.

At this time, the rain had completely stopped, and the sky had become much brighter.

Knowing that it was impossible to continue to rain, Gandalf took out a tobacco rod, filled it with shredded tobacco skillfully, and set it on fire.

"Come on."

Gandalf Meimei took a sip, exhaled smoke, and then spoke slowly.

"Of course, there's more than one kind of troll."

"As far as I know, there are several types of trolls, such as mountain trolls, rock trolls, and cave trolls."

"The kind of troll we're looking at now is a rock troll that only appears at dusk and night, and turns into stone when it sees sunlight."

Gandalf had just finished speaking when a voice suddenly interrupted.

"Will you turn into stone when you see the sun?"

"That means it should only be seen at night, so how did those three appear here?"

Thorin Oakenshield walked over with a group of dwarves. Hearing Gandalf's words, he immediately asked in doubt.

"That's where I'm confused."

Gandalf nodded, and continued, smoking a cigarette.

Gandalf's erudition, the members of the expedition have long seen.

Even Gandalf didn't understand anything, and of course no one else.

"Could it be, this troll is afraid of the sun and often haunts at night, but that doesn't mean it is afraid of the day."

"It doesn't come out on sunny days, maybe he just hates it."

"Because the sun may appear at any time during the day, the sun will appear."

"And on rainy days, there is no such concern."

After Morgan pondered, he suddenly spoke.

"Well, that makes sense"

"It's the only possibility Morgan says they can show up here."

Gandalf, breathing out the smoke, affirmed.

"These rock trolls appear here, indicating that their caves should also be nearby."

"I heard that many of these monsters like to collect things, maybe we should go to their caves."

After a mouthful of cigarette addiction, Gandalf put away the cigarette stick, looked up at the crowd and said.

"It's really understanding, I don't need to speak."

Hearing Gandalf's words, Morgan couldn't help but praise Gandalf in his heart.

"And what monsters like to collect?"

"We're definitely going to see it"

"Maybe these monsters, like dragons, like to collect treasures"

"How do you know dragons like to collect treasure"

"I heard that."

"Although I don't know, someone must know, Gandalf, are you right?"

"what."

"I said that dragons like to collect treasures. You must have seen the treasures of dragons, right?"

"Cough cough. Cough cough maybe, maybe, yes."

Watching the habitual bickering, the crowd began to spread out looking for the rocky troll cave.

Morgan stood in the forest, looking left and right.

He walked quickly in the direction where the three trolls came.

The huge messy footprints clearly pointed the way for Morgan.

He looked at the dwarves behind him who had chosen the same search direction as himself.

Morgan's footsteps were fast, and he quickly distanced himself from the dwarves.

The expedition team seemed to be awakened by the unintentional words of the dwarves in the previous bickering: "Maybe these monsters, like dragons, like to collect treasures"

So looking at the direction Morgan was heading, the dwarves who followed consciously chose to deviate from the direction Morgan was looking for.

Morgan turned to look at the little minds of the dwarves and grinned.

This is the best.

Although he is not sure if he can find the troll's hiding cave before the dwarves.

But even if it wasn't him.

Morgan was also in a position to acquire the high elf sword in the troll cave.

Because he has such qualifications.

Morgan moved fast along the giant footprints of the troll.

When there were no other dwarves behind him, Morgan simply ran.

Agility has been strengthened to LV2, and his current speed is much faster than before.

Fortunately, he chose the right direction.

When standing in front of a deep, dark, spacious hole.

Morgan breathed a sigh of relief.

He was finally found by himself.

Next, it's harvest time.

The corners of Morgan's mouth raised, he pulled out the cross sword from his waist, and walked in with his feet raised.

Thank you "Ku Jingtian" for the reward, thank you very much~~~