Chapter 44

Gandalf and King Elon came together talking and laughing.

Morgan got up and said hello to them. He didn't want to visit ravendale again, but sat back by the campfire.

Participating in the main plot interaction is the best way to improve the progress of his world exploration of the time traveler system.

This has been proved by him several times, and Morgan will not be absent on such occasions.

Besides, he had not seen the dispute between Gandalf and Sorin oak shield.

Although the two had only quarreled once in the field temporary camp this morning, it was a pity that Morgan didn't see it during training at that time.

"Qili, give me a string."

Morgan sat by the backfire pile, reached out and asked Qili for a string of roast sausages.

"Morgan, aren't you going to enjoy the night view of ravendale? I'll go with you."

One side of the young dwarf Philip shouted.

Morgan shook his head, picked up the sausage and said, "I think it's better."

"Haha, Morgan, you're right."

Dwarf groin burst out laughing, reached out and took several strings of sausages that Beaufort had just strung beside him, handed them to Morgan, and said loudly, "where is enough to eat a string of roast sausages? Take it."

"Take my sausage again. Won't you do it yourself?"

"Ha ha, Beaufort, don't be so fussy. There are still many here. Just do it again..."

"Come on, I'll treat you to roast potatoes..."

"Damn it, I just made it..."

"Ha ha..."

The dwarfs in front of the campfire were laughing.

By the campfire, Gandalf and Sorin oak shield were discussing something.

Morgan baked sausage and dealt with the words of the dwarves around him. From time to time, he looked up at the two expedition leaders who were talking.

Beside him, Balin with white beard seemed to realize that Gandalf's purpose of bringing King Elon to SOLIN oak shield was not simple. At this time, he was staring at them.

Noting Bahrain's action, Morgan took the fruit wine aside and motioned to Bahrain.

Bahrain recovered, realized that his state was a little wrong, smiled at Morgan, picked up the glass, touched Morgan and drank it in one gulp.

"What are you worried about, Bahrain?"

Looking at Bahrain, Morgan also looked at Gandalf and Sorin oak shield, who were talking with a straight face not far away, and smiled.

"Morgan, what do you think they're talking about?"

Bahrain didn't answer Morgan directly. He picked up the bottle and poured himself another glass. He looked at Morgan and asked.

"What are they talking about? You must know better than me, don't you?"

Morgan did not answer, but asked with a smile.

"They had an argument this morning..."

Bahrain shook his head, raised his glass to Morgan and drank it again.

"But problems have to be solved..."

Morgan opened his mouth softly, drank up the wine in the glass, wiped the wine stains on his mouth, and continued, "I think Gandalf is right today."

Bahrain: "what do you say?"

Morgan: "if we want to succeed, we need to use some strategies."

"Of course, you also have your ideas."

"But no matter how you decide, I will support you."

Morgan smiled and poured himself a full glass again.

Ravendale's fruit wine is far sweeter than wine.

With his constitution at this time, Morgan felt he could drink like this all the time and would never get drunk.

"Maybe you and Gandalf are right, but..."

Bahrain shook his head and began to cry and laugh.

"You don't care what I say, Bahrain. I know too little."

"As I just said, no matter how you decide, I will support you."

"Here, cheers."

Morgan interrupted Bahrain, filled Bahrain with another glass of wine and raised his glass with a smile.

"Thank you anyway, Morgan. You're a very good soldier."

"It's a bounty hunter..."

"Ha ha, it's all the same. Come on, cheers."

"Cheers!"

Morgan and dwarf Bahrain were chatting happily by the fire.

Not far away, Gandalf and SOLIN oak shield also talked about real fire.

Gandalf: please, SOLIN, get the map out

Sorin oak shield: "we don't need elves to manage our affairs!"

Gandalf was helpless: "God, SOLIN, take out the map and show it to King Elon!"

SOLIN oak shield remained unmoved: "that is the heritage of me and my people. My responsibility is to protect it, including our secrets."

Gandalf took a deep breath, held back his anger, and his beard trembled: "don't let me worry about your stubbornness!"

"Your arrogance will hurt you sooner or later!"

"Do you know that you are standing in front of one of the few people in the whole Middle Earth world who can understand that map."

"Put down your pride and show it to King Ailong!"

Gandalf heaved his chest and pressed his anger, looking at SOLIN oak shield.

As the dispute between Gandalf and Sorin oak shield became more and more intense, the dwarves around the campfire quickly quieted down.

Everyone present looked at the two people in the dispute, and no one dared to talk.

King Elon stood quietly aside.

Listening to an old friend quarreling with that SOLIN oak shield, patience is also being worn away.

Although he was interested in the map Gandalf said, he helped more because of Gandalf's request.

Otherwise, no matter how broad-minded and magnanimous he is, he will have something against this SOLIN oak shield.

As Gandalf's voice fell.

They didn't speak again for a moment, and the scene was silent at this moment.

After a while, SOLIN oak shield finally moved. He reached out and took out the pale yellow parchment roll from his arms.

"SOLIN, don't give..."

Seeing that SOLIN oak shield was persuaded by Gandalf, white bearded Bahrain immediately came forward and wanted to reach out to stop SOLIN oak shield.

There are too many grudges between the Turin dwarves and the elves. The whole dwarf team has no good feelings for the elves. Bahrain is no exception. He even experienced the betrayal of the elves' allies when the Dragon invaded the lonely mountain 60 years ago.

Sorin oak shield pushed aside Bahrain's obstruction and went straight to King Elon with the map.

As the king of the Turin dwarves, he is proud and stubborn. His hatred for the orcs and hostility to the elves who betray their allies are much deeper than any dwarf.

However, as the king of the Turin dwarves, he always remembered the mission of reviving irubo, the Kingdom at the foot of the mountain, and reviving the Turin dwarves.

For the sake of the group, any dwarf can pray for the help of the elves without lowering his head to the elves who are betrayers.

He alone can't!

Because of the ethnic group, because he is the king of the Turin dwarves.

The responsibility he bears is like a heavy weight.

Take the pale yellow parchment roll from SOLIN oak shield.

King Elon opened the paper roll, looked at the map above, and easily recognized it: "irub..."

"Are you interested in this map?"

SOLIN oak shield looked at King Elon and asked, his face not very good-looking.

"Mainly academic research, you know, such antiquities usually contain secret words..."

Seeing what SOLIN oak shield wanted to say, Gandalf quickly explained, and gave SOLIN oak shield a reassuring look.

"I remember you can understand ancient dwarf language, right?"

Gandalf asked, looking at King Elon who was beginning to observe with a map.

King Elon did not speak, but looked at the ancient map in his hand again and again.

He had heard Gandalf say that the map contained secrets.

So he raised his map, looked at the full moon in the sky and observed it carefully.

Soon, King Elon saw the clue and slowly spit out a few words.

Gandalf looked happy and immediately said, "the words of the moon?"

"Yes..."

"If you want to understand the words of the moon, you must use the moonlight under the moon of the same season and shape as when they were written."

King Elon looked up at the crowd and said.

"Can you read them?"

SOLIN oak shield asked, suppressing his excitement.

"Of course..."

King Ailong raised his mouth and turned to the open-air viewing platform in the distance.