Start with the Lord of the Rings

At the end of the welcome banquet in the open-air garden.

It was already dark.

Rivendell was brightly lit.

Under the leadership of the elves.

Morgan Tarrell and Bilbo Gandalf walked towards the arranged accommodation.

Because of the relationship between Gandalf and Eldron elf lord.

Going back to Rivendell was like coming home to Gandalf.

So, Gandalf has a long-term house here by default.

Every time I come here, Gandalf lives in that room.

Even if Gandalf sometimes did not come to Rivendell for years, the room remained empty for Gandalf.

Rivendell was big enough anyway that it was nothing to have a room vacant for Gandalf.

The last time Bilbo came with the expedition.

Because being assigned to a house with the dwarves wasn't enough fun.

Definitely not needed this time.

Step into the large room and lie down on the delicate and soft big bed that smells of sunshine.

Bilbo's mood became extremely relaxed.

Finally slept in such a soft and comfortable bed again.

Although it is still not as comfortable as sleeping at home.

But it was the second time, no, the first time since Bilbo had set out on an adventure with the expedition.

The last time he was here, he slept in a room with a group of dwarves, which made Bilbo feel uncomfortable.

No worries this time.

God is pitiful.

In this journey of more than half a year of adventure.

That is, the temporary stay in Rivendell can make Bilbo feel that this is the meaning of adventure.

Those that have been experienced at other times are not what normal people can bear.

Just as Bilbo lay in his room sighing.

In another large room that wasn't too far apart.

Morgan took the female elf Tariel to open the door and walked into the room.

Originally, the elves of Rivendell had prepared rooms for each of Morgan and Tariel.

But how can men and women who are in the period of love be willing to separate.

So Morgan turned down another room.

It was the same room he had stayed in the last time he was in Rivendell.

He was still very impressed with the various furnishings in the room.

"click"

Close the door to the room.

Tariel immediately took off the longbow and arrows from his back, took off his leather armor, and went straight to the big bed in the room to lie down.

"call"

"Finally arrived at Rivendell, finally able to rest for a while"

Tariel lay on his back on the soft big bed and sighed softly.

Not far away.

Morgan, who was removing his equipment, looked at Tariel, who was lying on the bed and could still see the curve of his chest, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

Immediately speeding up, he took down the long bow and arrows on his back, the long sword and dagger on his waist, and even the dagger on his leg.

It's not enough to just take off your weapons and equipment.

Morgan quickly removed his clothes and walked quickly to the bed.

...

"Crackling..."

The dry wood crackled and cracked in the vigorous bonfire.

Firelight illuminates the darkness.

In the garden corridor not far from the gate of Morgan's house.

The bonfire is exuberant.

Morgan Tarrell and Bilbo were sitting around the fire.

Right above the bonfire, a thick white soup was tumbling in the pot.

Beside the bonfire, several fresh fish marinated with salt and spices, with their scales scraped off, were placed on a tray rack.

At this time, the three of them are each holding a barbecue skewer and skewering fish, preparing to barbecue.

It has been more than half a month since I came to Rivendell.

this half month.

Bilbo felt that this was the most relaxing and happiest time he had ever set out on his Shire adventure.

Breakfast, lunch, even afternoon tea, dinner.

Although I couldn't eat seven or eight meals a day like I did in Shire.

But considering still venturing out.

Compared with the previous adventures, three meals a day were hard days that were not guaranteed most of the time.

Now that I can eat four or five Bilbo meals a day is quite content.

Except for the happiest meal time.

Bilbo has spent most of the past two weeks in Rivendell's library.

There are not only a large number of various collections of books, but also a large number of monumental antiquities handed down from a long time ago.

This made Bilbo, who likes reading books and knowledge, feel very satisfied and liked.

In addition to this, Bilbo also wanders around Rivendell and admires the beautiful scenery here.

And then there are occasional evenings with Morgan Gandalf.

like now.

And for Gandalf, who has been either busy or busy on the road.

this half month.

Although it is nominally to come to Rivendell to play.

But often no one can be seen.

In addition to chatting and drinking with my friend Eldron Elf Lord from time to time, and having a small gathering with Morgan Bilbo.

In the middle of the journey, Gandalf actually went out.

Although it took less than a few days to return to Rivendell again.

But it also shows how busy Gandalf is.

The same are the wizard guardians of the Maia who came to Middle-earth.

He is much busier than the others.

As for Morgan and Tariel.

These two are really here to play.

Settled in Lonely Mountain, and after settling, rushed to Rivendell with Gandalf and Bilbo.

Compared to the other two, Morgan Tariel is more of a couples vacation.

For more than half a month.

During the day, you can travel around the mountains and waters in Rivendell.

Lying in bed at night, snuggling with each other, chatting and sleeping.

Carefree, forget all the troubles of foreign affairs.

During these ten days.

It wasn't just Tariel who felt more relaxed, happy, and blissful than ever.

So does Morgan.

The pressure of various career prospects before coming to this world.

All kinds of survival pressure after coming to this world.

until now.

In the beautiful and comfortable environment of a fairytale like Rivendell.

Morgan felt a genuine relief from the bottom of his heart.

And Tariel's company also gave him a taste of what love is like.

"Grumbling."

The fresh fish soup tumbling in the cooking pot exudes a tempting aroma.

Bilbo skewered the slap-sized fish and started roasting it on the bonfire. He looked up at the empty road ahead and said, "Looks like Gandalf won't be here again today."

"Gandalf is not like us."

Morgan on the opposite side said that he gave the skewer he had skewered the fish to Tariel next to him, then picked up a marinated fish and skewered it again and continued, "He can't be as leisurely as us."

"I know that."

"It's just a pity."

As Bilbo spoke, he suddenly smelled the swirling fish soup in the cooking pot, took a deep breath and said immediately, "Well, this fish is really fresh!"

"Of course, the fish in the rushing Xiangshui River have more strength than fish in other places, and are naturally fresher and taste better."

Hearing Bilbo's words, Morgan said with a smile.

The fish now boiled in the pot, and the fish marinated on the grill are all trophies that Morgan brought Tariel in the Ringwater River in Rivendell today.

Morgan has a certain interest in fishing.

Gandalf had taken him fishing in the Soundwater since the last time he was here.

He never forgot the fish in Xiangshui River.

Because the fish mouth here is so good, this kind of fish rod like the big crucian carp in the previous life can't stop madly pulling.

How can Morgan endure this.

So now he goes fishing every two days.

Fishing at a time is a whole day.

Now, even Tariel, who is an elf, has been taken out of his interest by him.

This morning, Morgan met Gandalf before going out to fish and told him to get together this evening.

Who knows that Gandalf has not been seen yet.

"Bilbo, don't you get tired of spending time in the library every day?"

"Do you want me to take you to try fishing tomorrow?"

Morgan put the skewered fish on the bonfire, looked up at Bilbo and asked with a smile.

"Try fishing."

Hearing Morgan's words, Bilbo was slightly taken aback.

Speaking of the beautiful environment and abundant water resources, Shire is a good place for fishing.

Because of the leisurely life, there are many hobbits in Charnay who like to fish.

But Bilbo was one of the few who wasn't interested in fishing.

At this time, Morgan asked.

Bilbo pondered only a little and made a quick decision: perhaps he should have the courage to try it.

Thinking of this, Bilbo shook his head and said, "Of course you won't get tired of reading books. There are too many books here."

"But fishing sounds good to you, Morgan."

"Of course, it's an activity that allows you to calm down and feel the world."

"Well then, you can call me fishing tomorrow."

"Haha, that's right, I'm sure you won't regret it after you try it."

"But before we go fishing, we have to make a fishing rod for you."

Morgan and Bilbo chatted.

At this moment, a familiar hearty laughter came from behind: "Who wants to make fishing rods?"

Several people in front of the bonfire immediately raised their heads.

Just ahead, Gandalf was walking with the Eldron Lord Eldron chatting and laughing.

"Gandalf, I thought you wouldn't be here again today."

Bilbo spoke at once.

"Sorry, there was really a delay last time."

Gandalf laughed and opened his mouth.

As the two approached.

Morgan reached for two roasting forks and handed them over, and said, "Since they're all here, there's not a single fish left on the plate."

Gandalf took the roasting fork, and immediately smiled when he saw the dozen or so fish left on the roasting plate: "It seems that you have a great harvest today, Morgan."

"Of course, this is also thanks to the abundance of resources in the river in front of Lord Elon's house."

"I've been thinking about it for a long time before I came here."

"Haha, it seems Morgan you are here for fishing."

"It's one of the purposes"

"You two sit down, there's wine here."

"Fall up down"

"cheers."

The moonlight is gentle and the bonfire is strong.

A group of people sat around the campfire happily chatting, grilling fish, and tasting wine.

It was an ordinary day for Morgan at Rivendell.

half a month later.

Early morning in Rivendell.

The sky was just getting brighter.

On the branches in the garden, in the sky.

All kinds of crisp bird calls can be heard everywhere.

Bilbo was already standing in front of Morgan's room with a barrel, a big hood, and a fishing rod on his shoulders.

"bang bang bang"

"bang bang bang"

There was a bang from the outside of the room.

The room was still silent.

"Morgan."

"Morgan."

After standing and shouting for a while, but still no movement, Bilbo was not disappointed. He then carried a wooden barrel for fish, carrying a fishing rod and humming a little song and walked forward to the road ahead.

With the sound of footsteps away.

in the house behind him.

A voice suddenly rang out.

"Is Bilbo gone?"

"Let's go, there is no sound."

Two voices, a man and a woman, rang out.

On the big bed, Morgan lifted the quilt over his head and said with a pained expression, "What a sin!"

"There is no morning where you can sleep soundly."

"Knowing I shouldn't have taught Bilbo to fish in the first place"

Morgan covered his face and cried out in pain.

That night a few months ago.

Morgan kindly invited Bilbo to join him in his fishing.

But he never thought that from that day on, it would become his nightmare.

Lots of activities.

It's addictive to the novice who has just learned.

For example, play ball, play iron, play mahjong, drive.

But Morgan didn't expect that Bilbo was the most addicted of them all.

Ever since taught Bilbo to fish.

Bilbo now looked neither at the scenery nor at the antiques in Rivendell, nor even at the books in the library.

From the day I learned to fish.

He began to fish in the Soundwater River in front of Rivendell every day, rain or shine.

Bring your own dry food and drinks, and fishing is often a day.

If you say you can just fish, there's nothing to do anyway.

But you can't knock on my door every day, can you?

Bilbo wakes up early every day now, before dawn.

Then grab the fishing tackle and bang on the door of Morgan's house, asking Morgan to fish.

It's just that Morgan's occasional fishing is to cultivate his sentiments and kill time.

He's not a fishing lunatic.

It was so comfortable to hold Tariel in the bed early in the morning.

He wouldn't be like Bilbo.

It's just that Bilbo's situation has been going on for more than ten days.

"No, I'll have to talk to Bilbo today when he comes back."

Morgan looked at the delicate ceiling above his head and muttered to himself.

Tariel on the side looked at his man's depressed appearance, but couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly.

At this moment, Morgan suddenly turned his head and saw a gloating smile on his woman's face.

So, Morgan was angry, he immediately turned over and pressed on the female elf and said viciously: "Okay!"

"How dare you laugh at your man, see I don't punish you severely today"

"I want you to know why the flowers are so red"

"Why are sunflowers so yellow"

In the quiet room, the frolic quickly disappeared.

Immediately, a very rhythmic creaking sound rang out.

on this peaceful morning.

It was as if time had slowed down.

When the weather in Rivendell is getting warmer.

When the green trees, flowers and grass in the mountains and fields in the distance pull out new buds.

When the primrose chirped all over the Imlaris valley.

three months.

Passed by.

Spring is here in Middle-earth.

ten days later.

The huge square at the foot of Rivendell Mountain was full of excitement.

Eldron elf lord is saying his final farewell to the four-man squad in front of him.

It didn't take long.

When the four-person team rode across the long bridge over the Xiangshui River.

The two then separated at the intersection.

And then galloped away in different directions.