Start with the Lord of the Rings

The night was completely dark.

A crescent moon hangs high in the night sky.

The cold and hazy moonlight shrouded the earth.

North of Raven Hill.

A slender figure was walking on horseback under the moonlight in the wilderness.

"If you don't know where to go."

"Then go north. Find the Dunedain."

"One of them was a young wanderer."

"You should go see him."

"His father, Alazon, was a great man."

"And his son"

"Maybe it can also make a career."

"What's his name?"

"He's called the Strider when he travels the wilderness."

"As for his real name, you still need to find out for yourself."

Father's words kept popping into his mind.

At this time, the figure on the horse stopped, turned his head, and looked at the sparks of fire on the lonely mountain in the distance behind, with a dazed expression.

This is naturally the Elf Prince Legolas.

Since the daytime battle on Raven Hill was over, he had already figured out that he bid farewell to Tariel and his father, and went straight down to Raven Hill.

All the way north, until now.

Looking at the flames of the Lonely Mountain in the distance, Legolas watched for a while.

Finally, he turned around, rode into the endless wilderness ahead, and disappeared.

Outside River Valley Town.

The flames on the Lonely Mountain battlefield continued to flicker.

It was the Iron Hills dwarven warriors and wood elves continuing to clear the battlefield.

At this moment, the sound of hooves of sheep and the sound of rumbling wheels came from the gate of Gushan all the way to the main gate of Hegu Town.

On the Bighorn Chariot.

The stance is still the dwarf Bahrain with all white hair and beard.

On the soldiers' seats on both sides of the rear, stood Chilid Valingro Yinbo Fudori and other dwarf members of the expedition.

They came to Riverdale on this trip.

Not only to retrieve the wounded Philip, but also to invite Morgan Gandalf Bilbo and the others to participate in the bonfire event tomorrow night.

As for tonight, it must be empty.

Campfire extravaganzas require everyone to party together.

And the dwarf soldiers of the Iron Hills, the main force of this battle, are still busy on the battlefield at this time, and it is estimated that it will be very late.

Not to mention the clean-up work on the battlefield in front of Gushan.

And the cleanup work on the battlefield north of Raven Hill.

This is not something that can be cleaned up in a few hours.

As soon as possible, it is estimated that it will be until tomorrow.

Moreover, there are a lot of gold treasures in the Lonely Mountain at this time, but there are not all kinds of food and wine.

Ironfoot Dain has sent a team to the Iron Hills to bring it.

This coming and going also takes tomorrow to arrive.

There is also good news for the expedition dwarves.

That is Thorin. Oakenshield woke up not long ago.

Now coming to Riverdale to pick up Fili, plus informing Morgan Bilbo and his party, was the first thing Thorin woke up and told the dwarves.

The war was won, and Thorin was completely awake.

There could be no better news for the expedition dwarves.

Therefore, the dwarves standing on the chariot seemed to feel that even their breath was sweet.

"Qili, how is Feili's injury?"

"Gandalf has already treated Fili, so there shouldn't be much of a problem."

"However, Felix's legs may"

"What happened to Felix's leg?"

"By the way, you haven't told us what happened after you went to Raven Hill"

"And when did Morgan Gandalf and Bilbo go up, tell them all."

"Yeah, tell me, I'm also very interested."

"Wrong, we are all interested"

"This is a long story. In short, I would like to thank my teacher. Without him, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"Your teacher?"

"I see, Morgan?"

"What happened to him, talk about it, talk about it all."

"Hey, I want to say it too, but I can't say it without alcohol, thirsty!"

"Haha, you kid"

"Speaking of which, I also want to drink. The bonfire event will wait until tomorrow night. I really can't wait."

"Me too, I really want to have a drink."

"I want to eat grilled deer chops, grilled pork chops, grilled lamb chops, grilled sausages, and drink wine"

"Haha, Bombur, I think so too, but wait for tomorrow."

Listening to the chatter of the partners behind him.

After listening to Bahrain, who was driving in front of him, he laughed, and he said, "Everyone, maybe your ideas can be realized tonight."

"what?"

"Bahrain, are you telling the truth?"

"of course it's true"

"You think, there are far fewer orcs in River Valley than outside, and there are also fewer humans."

"Perhaps, at this time, their bonfire event has already begun."

"Yup!"

"It makes sense"

"Come on, Bahrain I can't wait!"

"I need wine to save my life."

"Ha ha."

With laughter and laughter, the dwarf chariot driven by Bahrain rushed all the way to the Long Bridge and into the town of River Valley.

Go straight to the depths of River Valley Town.

on the Town Hall Square.

The fire is bright and lively.

In front of piles of vigorous bonfires.

The residents of River Valley Town sat around.

In the middle of the fire, there is a grill, or a cooking pot.

The aroma of the food keeps coming out.

The residents sitting around drank wine, ate food, and chatted.

corner of the square.

In front of a slightly larger, vigorous bonfire.

"In this way, they should be able to relieve the difficulties and sorrows they have suffered during this period of time."

Bud got up and looked at the noisy and lively scene in front of him, thinking to himself.

"Dad, here it is!"

At this moment, little Tilda, who was sitting beside him, smiled and raised a bunch of freshly baked fragrant sausages in front of Bud.

Bud immediately took the sausage from his little daughter with a smile and sat down with a smile.

"Dad, here."

The eldest daughter Xue Ge on the other side also handed over a piece of barbecue with a barbecue.

Bud took the barbecue with a smile on his face, and talked to the daughters beside him while eating, happily.

Opposite the bonfire.

Gandalf was drinking gulps of wine, talking to Bilbo, who was concentrating on the roast meat in his hand, beside him.

The female elf Tariel sat aside.

Holding the delicious fish soup that night in his hands, he was fascinated by the bonfire in front of him.

Only from time to time he raised his head and looked at the huge golden tent in the abandoned open-air garden in the distance.

Attention will be focused.

Morgan had been inside the royal tent for a while.

She was a little worried.

Tariel knew that Morgan had gone to see His Majesty Thranduil for himself.

On the way back to River Valley Town in the afternoon.

Morgan asked about her relationship with the king.

She told Morgan the truth.

Morgan also told him that he was going to visit His Majesty Thranduil at night.

Just when she wanted to ask more.

Morgan refused to speak.

And let her not worry.

But how could this make her not worry.

Her Majesty the King's character, she knew much better than Morgan.

It's just that Morgan refused to say it, and she couldn't help it.

Look at the flames jumping in the firelight in front of you.

Tariel sighed slightly in his heart.

The ruins of an open-air garden facing Lonely Mountain.

Inside the golden royal tent.

Morgan was sitting on the bench, raising a glass and talking happily with the Elf King Thranduil.

Just came in and sat for a while, but it was nothing more than Tariel's name.

This made the elf king sitting at the luxurious long table a little puzzled: "Could it be that the other party is thinking too much about himself, and the other party is just visiting you, not for Tariel?"

Thranduil raised his glass to Yaokong and gestured to Morgan opposite, but suddenly heard the other person say, "I want to take the liberty to ask your lord?"

After taking a sip of the fine wine in the glass, Thranduil put down the glass and smiled at Morgan, "Please speak?"

"I know that my lord has always wanted to retrieve something from Lonely Mountain."

Morgan nodded, looking at Thranduil and said calmly, "I don't know what that thing is.?"

The voice fell.

Thranduil's expression changed, but he quickly reacted and smiled: "Have you heard the rumors from the outside world?"

"I didn't expect you to be interested in this kind of thing too."

"But it's okay to tell you. What I want to retrieve from Lonely Mountain is not the treasure they speculated, but a necklace."

Speaking of this, Thranduil stood up, and his tone became gentle: "A necklace that originally belonged to me"

"And that group of dwarves detained it privately."

"Because of greed."

Thranduil's tone was soft, but the meaning of his words was particularly heavy.

Morgan could hear the pent-up anger in his words.

So, he stretched out his hand and took out something from his arms, looked at the elf with his back turned to him and said, "Maybe your lord can."

Before he finished speaking, Morgan saw that Thranduil had turned his head and was staring at the white gemstone necklace in his hand that radiated light like a star.

Looking at the eyes of the elf king in front of him.

Morgan sighed slightly.

If before, he just suspected that the necklace he got by hand was the one that Thranduil had been thinking about day and night.

Now it is certain.

This is a very precious, even priceless necklace.

No matter which city you go to, you can sell it for a sky-high price.

But, that's about it.

Morgan is not short of money.

Not to mention that the large amount of gold, silver, and various precious gems in his dimensional space ring that fills the corner of the room has made Morgan spend a long time.

The pile of slap-sized dragon scales in his space ring.

If you take it out and sell it for money.

The price that can be sold is definitely far higher than the starlight white gemstone necklace he is currently holding.

Why?

Because no matter how beautiful this chain is, it is nothing but ordinary things.

The dragon scales, capable of forging indestructible armor, are beyond the reach of mortals.

For the current Morgan, he has passed the stage of simply pursuing wealth, and what he is now pursuing is power.

Like his space ring with the scales of the dragon Smaug, and two of Smaug's horns.

These things can enhance his strength.

He would never take it out.

Of course, if the necklace is enchanted, it is a magic item.

Morgan certainly won't take it out easily.

But it's not, it's just an ordinary and exquisite necklace, no matter how valuable it is, it can only be used by Morgan as a gift to his own woman to please her.

Now, he is doing it.

Because the method of coming to this world is too bizarre, plus the system.

Morgan had always had a suspicion in his heart.

He doubted that he would not stay in this world forever.

Yes, this can be seen from the "time traveler" the system calls Morgan's label.

There is also the "World Exploration Progress" column on the data panel.

Perhaps, from the moment Morgan came into this world.

He may have been destined to become a traveler in various worlds.

If so.

Then for his own woman, Tariel, Morgan had to make arrangements in advance.

The elves of this world belong to the eternal species.

Unless there is an accident, the elves can live forever.

Tariel was a war orphan, whose parents had long since died in the war.

The Elf King Thranduil raised her, and the Woodland Kingdom was her home.

Whatever the reason, Tariel disobeyed the Elven King's orders, causing Thranduil to banish her from the pack.

Morgan had to find a way to get Thranduil to forgive Tariel and let her return to the Clan.

Tariel is a wood elves. In the entire Middle-earth world, wood elves are the lowest level of the elves.

If Morgan won't leave this world, Tariel's whereabouts naturally don't have to worry, just follow him.

But once he leaves this world.

Leaving himself, and leaving the race, he lives in this world alone.

Morgan felt desolate just thinking about it.

Moreover, the elves of this world, the rumors he heard, besides being killed, they may die from heartbreak due to excessive grief.

Morgan didn't want this sort of thing to be verified with Tariel.

Therefore, even if he does not have this necklace in his hand now.

He would try his best to resolve the conflict between Thranduil and Tariel.

What's more, he now has the necklace that the Elf King needs.

Look at Thranduil's eyes.

Morgan didn't say anything, just got up, put the necklace in his hand on the long luxury table, and smiled at the Elf King in a gesture of invitation.

Thranduil's gaze followed the movement of the necklace almost all the time.

At this time, seeing Morgan's friendly smile, he immediately returned to his senses, and walked quickly to the long table, looking at the bright necklace quietly emitting starlight in front of him, without concealing his fiery gaze.

It is miss, is excited, is miss.

"How did you get it?"

After a while, Thranduil finally recovered, looked at Morgan and asked softly.

Seeing that the elf king, who has always been aloof, was so emotional in front of this necklace.

Morgan knew what happened today.

"My lord knows that I had a falling out with Sorin once before."

Facing Thranduil's inquiring gaze, Morgan continued with a smile: "When I left Lonely Mountain, I took one thing from the treasure trove, which is it."

"I thought that such a precious and beautiful necklace must be worth a lot, and it would be worth the reward Sorin had promised me."

"But a necklace so precious, almost comparable to the Akon Silmaril, should not be so ordinary."

"It just so happens that the property is returned to its original owner today."

Morgan smiled.

Thranduil looked at Morgan for a while, and said softly, "I know Morgan, you have something to do today, talk about it."

"In my eyes, nothing in this world is more important than her"

Thranduil turned his head, looking at the starlight white gemstone necklace in front of him and slowly opened his mouth.

At this moment, Morgan suddenly found that Thranduil looked at the necklace with unparalleled tenderness.

It was only then that he remembered that the starlight white gemstone necklace seemed to be the necklace of Thranduil's deceased wife.

"I'm here for Tariel"

Morgan looked at the Elf King and said.

When the words fell, Thranduil smiled, with a relieved smile on his face, and said, "I thought it was something."

"Speaking of which, even if you didn't take out her today, Morgan."

Thranduil withdrew his gaze from the necklace in front of him and looked at Morgan: "As long as you speak, I will forgive Tariel."

"Now, tell Tariel to come in."

Hearing Thranduil's words, Morgan laughed too.

He suddenly felt that his act of taking out the necklace seemed to be a little late.