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A burst of aroma came from the skillet and grill.

There was no need to shout at all, the dwarves just sniffed to know whether the food was cooked or half-cooked.

Morgan and Bilbo have now also learned this ability of the dwarves.

on the previous month's trip.

Because the food is compact, if the meal time is a little slower, although it is not impossible to eat.

But there must be plenty of stuff like jerky meat left.

In order to compete with the dwarves for food and not fall behind, Morgan and Bilbo also learned that the dwarves can use their noses to recognize the freshness of food from the smell of food.

There was a circle of dwarves around the card game on the side.

The main players in poker are the dwarves Fili, Bofor, and Groin.

Boffer, who had originally drawn a sloppy hand, was having a headache about how much he would lose in this game.

However, when the smell of meat came from the side, Bofu's eyes lit up immediately, and he threw down the cards in his hand almost without hesitation, and shouted: "Breakfast is cooked, it's time to eat, not to play!"

Bofo dropped the card and ran, but was grabbed by the faster Ge Luoyin, Ge Luoyin handed the card in front of Bofo and said viciously: "I still want to run, look at what kind of card I am!"

Another card player, Feili, also handed over the cards in his hand at the right time, hehe smiled and said, "Bover, look at my cards again."

"Haha, this kid Bofu wants to do this again."

"Geroin won't be fooled the third time"

"Nice job."

"Haha, next time we will do the same"

"It's time to eat."

"Wow, today's breakfast is delicious."

"Bomber's cooking is better than ever."

"It's just that the elves gave enough spices, and I can do it too"

"My God, Dolly, can you forget about your cooking skills?"

"Felix is ​​right, Dolly's cooking is a nightmare, I still remember."

"Hey, please don't do this, I don't want to either"

"Haha, you see, Dolly finally knows how to be shy.

"Hate."

"Ha ha ha ha."

In the picturesque landscape of Rivendell, under the warm sun of early autumn, on a sunny day.

Morgan and a group of dwarves enjoyed this very hearty breakfast.

After a pleasant breakfast.

Morgan went alone to a quiet corner of the garden and began practicing white duck swordsmanship.

In the morning, concentrate on practicing White Duck Swordsmanship.

Practice archery in the afternoon.

This is Morgan's planned training plan during his stay at Rivendell.

Master the LV2 level white duck swordsmanship and LV3 level archery skills as quickly as possible.

Holidays at Morgan's Rivendell were boring.

Compared to Morgan, dwarves' vacations are much more comfortable.

Rivendell has endless meat, all kinds of meat.

There are endless wine, all kinds of wine.

Speaking of which, Lord Elon is very good to the expedition team. As long as it is a normal demand, he can almost always respond.

Of course, the needs of the dwarves are basically in terms of food and drink.

Dwarves are not polite to elves who are responsive to their needs.

A few small barbecues a day, plus a barbecue dinner party in the evening.

Uncontrolled eating and drinking every day, plus too little exercise.

The movement of the dwarves, in addition to sitting around telling jokes and playing cards.

It's the kind that goes to the largest square fountain in Rivendell to take a bath together, and the kind of naked body.

It is conceivable that he has dark body hair all over his body, and his body looks like a picture of an oversized human-shaped black mouse taking a bath.

This made all the elves who saw it felt unbearable to look directly, and felt irritated.

The elves reacted to Lord Elon.

Lord Elon told his old friend Gandalf.

After being persuaded by Gandalf, all the dwarves were restrained.

Eating and drinking in moderation, too little exercise.

This caused the dwarves to gain weight almost at the speed of sight.

Finally, Thorin Oakenshield discovered this terrifying situation, and the dwarves were brought under control.

Bilbo's Rivendell vacation is also very comfortable.

Not for the hard training of Morgan, but not for the indulgence of the dwarves.

Bilbo liked to be in Rivendell's library.

The elves of Rivendell are wealthy and long-lived, and the place has never experienced war since its construction.

Over the years, the collection of books in Rivendell's library is astonishing.

Bilbo stayed in the library almost every day for the whole day.

As for Gandalf, he was freer and more leisurely.

Gandalf was more familiar with Rivendell than anyone on the Expedition because of his relationship with Lord Elon.

Gandalf would often eat, smoke, and chat with the expedition.

But sometimes when you get tired of eating dwarves' barbecue, you will go to eat with Lord Elon for a change.

The rest of the time, not just hanging out, chatting and drinking tea with Lord Elon, and then going fishing in the big river in front of Rivendell.

Fishing is a sport that tests patience.

First of all, it must be unrelated to the dwarves. Even if the dwarves have more time, they are not willing to waste a minute and a second on boring things like fishing.

To the dwarves, fishing was more boring than Morgan's rain or shine.

Bilbo was also not interested in fishing.

Only Morgan was a little interested in fishing.

However, for training reasons, he did not spend much time fishing with Gandalf.

Gandalf didn't care, he was just passing the time.

Just like that, six days passed in a flash.

Seventh day evening.

In the small garden in front of the rest room of the Rivendell Expedition.

A mighty bonfire burns.

The spiced meat on the grill exudes a rich aroma.

The members of the expedition were feasting around a campfire.

It was a very common dinner barbecue party for the expedition in Rivendell.

The white-bearded dwarf Balin drank the fruit wine in the glass, wiped the wine stains from his beard, looked at Thorin Oakshield next to him and said, "Sorin, we have been grooming in Rivendell for a while. It's time to continue our journey, we don't have that much time."

"I know, I'm about to talk to Gandalf, and I'll be gone in two days."

Thorin Oak Shield nodded and said in a deep voice, and continued to deal with the piece of meat in his hand.

at the same time.

Deep in Rivendell, in an exquisite and luxurious attic.

Gandalf was dining with Lord Elon.

"Lord Elon, today is the seventh day. I wonder when the person you said will arrive?"

Gandalf chewed the last sweet fruit on the plate and swallowed it.

He immediately put down the tableware, picked up a white napkin and wiped the stains on his mouth, and asked.

"Why, are you tired of staying here?" Lord Elon laughed.

"of course not."

"Just keep going. Sorin and the others must be running out of time."

Gandalf shook his head and spoke. He obviously knew enough about Thorin Oakenshield.

"I don't know the exact time, but if you calculate the time, it should be in these two days."

Lord Elon smiled and comforted.

At this moment, a small and beautiful bird with white feathers suddenly stopped by the window.

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