Chapter 95

Woodland kingdom.

The prison area is quiet.

In a small prison, Morgan, who was sleeping with his back against the wall, suddenly opened his eyes.

Morgan with eager eyes quickly looked around and saw the surrounding environment.

Morgan's face calmed down at the speed of seeing.

Then he took a long breath.

"It's fucking scary!"

With a sigh of relief, Morgan touched his forehead, full of sweat.

He just had a dream.

In the dream, he and a group of dwarfs such as SOLIN oak shield escaped smoothly with the help of Bilbo.

But just halfway, the orcs caught up with him.

And he himself, in the process of breaking through, was shot in the chest by an arrow sneaked by the orcs.

Before he died and fell to the ground, he saw that the orc who shot him was a fierce ORC with a tall body and half of his head bound by barbed iron thorns.

Morgan knew the orc by remembering the plot.

It seems to be the son of the orc leader azog, the orc general Borg!

"Hoo..."

His breathing gradually subsided, but Morgan was quite restless.

It's normal to think day and dream night.

It's normal to dream of meeting orcs.

After all, those monsters were really fierce and terrible, which left a very deep impression on Morgan.

But the key is why I had such a dream.

Morgan carefully recalled that his encounter with the expedition team in his dream was very similar to that in his memory. He escaped from the woodland kingdom by water with the help of Bilbo.

Then he was intercepted by orcs on the way.

This is not surprising, because Morgan has thought about it many times today.

It's not strange to dream.

In the memory of the plot, Qili was shot by the orc Borg with an arrow contaminated with the devil's cave and almost killed.

But in the dream, Qili did nothing, but he was hit in the chest by the orc Borg and died directly.

This makes Morgan feel a little too much.

Is tarrell, who first teased the dwarf Qili, going to get an arrow for Qili?

What's more, Qili's foot was next to his shoulder, but he was shot in the chest and directly upgraded to heaven.

Of course, because Morgan grabbed tariel's hard arrow for students was only make complaints about it.

What Morgan really cares about is whether this dream will imply or predict anything.

After all, it began with the expedition's journey to the lonely mountain.

The whole team entered the sight of the most powerful group in the Middle Earth world.

If there is such an abrupt human being in the expedition, it is bound to attract the attention of those powerful beings.

Plus his excellent performance on the way.

It is also normal to be noticed as you should.

It's ok if it's just a simple dream.

But if not, you should pay special attention.

If so, then this dream is quite kind to give yourself early warning.

This is very important and timely!

In the Middle Earth world with gods.

Morgan dared not relax at all.

"Hoo..."

He took a long breath.

Morgan reached out and rubbed his face.

With such a dream, where can he sleep.

He stood up and looked out through the gap of the thick iron door.

I didn't even see a guard outside.

The dwarves in the surrounding cells were also quiet.

I don't know how long I slept.

At this time, the dwarf bofo in the opposite cell looked at Morgan holding the iron door and said, "Morgan, you're awake."

"When is it now?"

Morgan asked, looking across the path at Beaufort.

"I don't know, but I guess it's almost dawn."

Beaufort spoke in dismay and looked weak.

Seeing Beaufort's appearance, Morgan moved in his heart and asked again, "is SOLIN back?"

"I'm back. It's been a while."

Beaufort finished this sentence, didn't make a sound, turned and walked to the corner of the cell.

Morgan also guessed that SOLIN oak shield must have broken up with the ELF KING.

Because of this, the dwarves felt desperate. Such a strong cell could not escape at all.

And it's very close to the day of Turin.

Morgan and Beaufort would talk like this at ordinary times, and other dwarves would have cut in.

At this time, there was still silence in the cell, and there was no snoring. It can be seen that the dwarves were hit differently.

Morgan guessed that Bilbo might be busy looking for and saving people in the woodland Kingdom at this time.

But he couldn't say it.

Morgan didn't say much, but sat up by the iron door against the wall.

At this time, his body was empty. Not only did he have a long bow and arrow bag, but even his badly damaged leather armor was picked up by the wood elves.

Fortunately, there is a silver space ring with systematic reward.

Morgan played with the silver ring in his hand.

Mind fretting, a trace of spirit out of the ring space.

Scattered gemstones, contracts signed with dwarves, and the high elf sword from the ogre Cave

Looking at a few items in such a large ring space.

Morgan felt a little relieved.

Weapons, money, this is Morgan's fundamental survival in this world.

Even if the dwarf fails, he can live well.

But before that, he had to get taral in his hand.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Thinking of tarrell, he immediately felt a trace of heartfelt comfort and pleasure.

But it's not a bad thing.

He shook his head. Morgan didn't think much.

At this time, a burst of footsteps came.

Morgan's silver ring immediately disappeared and replaced it with a huge Ruby from the ring space.

The footsteps stopped when they reached the outside of the cell.

Morgan turned his head and saw tarrell, a female elf in a green robe, standing in front of the prison door.

"What's that in your hand?"

Before Morgan spoke, tarrell looked at the ruby in Morgan's hand and asked first.

"Ruby."

"The booty of my first adventure."

Seeing tarrell, Morgan immediately showed a bright smile on his face and threw the ruby in his hand at tarrell: "look, it's beautiful."

Tarrell is the guard captain of the woodland kingdom. Although there is not so much wealth, there is absolutely no shortage.

But she was first attracted by the ruby in her hand.

The ruby in front of us is much larger than ordinary gemstones and one circle larger than the adult thumb. It is oval in shape, smooth and glossy, shiny in color and very beautiful.

At first glance, it is a very rare first-class gem, very precious.

"It's really beautiful..."

Tarrell nodded, looked back at Morgan and smiled, "it seems that your first adventure is a good harvest."

"Of course, I've always had good luck. It's like meeting you."

"Here you are, my lucky gem."

Morgan looked at tarrell and smiled, but tarrell just smiled and didn't speak.

Morgan saw tarrell's heart and asked softly, "what's the matter?"

Tarrell suddenly looked up at Morgan and said, "do you really think so?"

Morgan was a little confused: "what?"

Tarrell: "meet me..."

Morgan Ford reached his heart and quickly said, "of course, I swear!"

Looking at Morgan's eagerness, tarrell suddenly smiled, looked down at the flashing ruby in his hand and whispered, "I've taken the lucky gem."

"The king is very dissatisfied with the dwarves. If you stay for another two days, I will find a way. Trust me."

Watching tarrell blush quickly again, his delicate sharp ears and snow-white neck, Morgan nodded vigorously, "I believe you."

Tarrell left.

Morgan was happy sitting by the prison door.

Just then, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside.

Morgan looked around and saw Bilbo appear in front of the prison door with a large set of keys.