Chapter 174

"That's really good news."

"I've been waiting for this news for ten years."

Morgan looked at Gandalf and smiled. Then he picked up the tall wooden glass in front of him and gulped it down.

These very low alcohol fruit wines are no different from drinking drinks for him now.

"Wait ten years?"

Hearing Morgan's words, Bilbo was surprised and said, "Morgan, what equipment did you ask SOLIN to forge for you? It takes so long?"

"Aren't the dwarves good at forging?"

Morgan said, looking at Morgan and Gandalf.

"The dwarf's forging skills and abilities are really the best among the Middle Earth races at present..."

"Morgan, what did you ask SOLIN to forge for ten years?"

Gandalf said after a little meditation, and looked at Morgan opposite. "I'm curious, too."

Morgan didn't mention it in front of others. They didn't know it was normal.

Morgan picked up the bottle again and poured himself a full glass of fruit wine. Then he continued: "I dived into the water and took a lot of things from the Dragon smog."

"You've all eaten the meat of the dragon."

"And the horns of the dragon, you've seen them."

"There are also some scales picked from smog."

"What I gave SOLIN was the horns and scales of the dragon."

Morgan said and ate. He's eating more and more now.

Today, in order to get to Bilbo's house as soon as possible, he didn't eat anything except some dried meat early in the morning, just to make room for a big meal at Bilbo's house.

"Can those things really be used to forge armor and weapons?"

Morgan's voice fell, and Bilbo continued to wonder.

He had seen similar statements in adventure novels before.

But adventure novels are just novels, which are different from reality.

"Well, there is such a saying, but in fact, the materials on some monsters are far less hard than steel, so there is no point in forging them."

Gandalf finished smoking a bag of cigarettes, knocked on the cigarette knocker and continued, "but the dragons are different. Since ordinary arrows can't hurt them at all, it shows that the scales on those dragons are comparable to steel."

"And Morgan has faced it directly. He must know better than us."

Gandalf said, looking at Morgan and smiling.

This is true unless those materials are much harder or lighter than steel.

Otherwise, there will be no significance and value to forge.

Looking at their eyes, Morgan smiled, "I just saw that some scales and horns were hard enough to give SOLIN them a try."

"I had no hope at all. I almost forgot."

"I didn't expect to be forged by SOLIN and them now."

"Speaking of it, I'd like to see what the equipment forged from the scales and horns of the dragon looks like."

Morgan said with a smile.

Then Frodo's voice came.

"Uncle Morgan, do you have any news to take the Raven back..."

Frodo went to the table, looked at Morgan and asked, "he's almost full."

Several people looked at Frodo's expression. It was obvious that he had a good time with the messenger Raven.

Morgan nodded and said, "of course..."

"Forget it, I'll talk to the Raven."

Morgan put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth with his napkin, got up and looked at Frodo: "where is it?"

"It's in the hall. I'm eating corn."

When asked about the raven, Frodo immediately laughed.

He immediately walked to the hall.

Morgan followed, and his mind turned at a high speed.

Last year Gandalf was there when he interrogated Gulu in the woodland kingdom.

Know that Gulu escaped from the orcs of modo just before he was caught by Aragon.

At that time, modo should have known that the supreme ring was in Bilbo's hands.

According to the story in memory, the ring spirit team sent by Soren, the great demon of Moldova, to find the supreme ring is probably on the way to shire and will arrive soon.

I don't know if Gandalf will leave temporarily to verify the authenticity of the supreme ring.

Anyway, Morgan can't go at this time.

Frodo will be the next precept holder. He must follow each other to make a breakthrough in the progress of systematic exploration.

However, the weapons and equipment entrusted to Gu Shan SOLIN oak shield are ready.

I will escort Frodo next, but I will face all kinds of dangers. I must take the equipment.

But how can I get it without delaying my trip?

Soon, Morgan seemed to have something in mind.

In the hall, the black raven was still almost full and was picking corn grains from the dinner plate.

I wasn't afraid to see Morgan coming.

Morgan went to the Raven and held out his hand. The Raven naturally jumped on Morgan's arm.

Morgan quickly said the news he wanted to bring to Gushan in the Raven's ear.

The Raven immediately jumped onto the dinner plate, pecked the remaining corn grains quickly, then spread its wings, flew out of the hole at the bottom of the bag from the gate and quickly disappeared into the night sky.

Morgan and Frodo returned to the long table.

The four continued to eat and talk.

But it didn't last long.

Bilbo was too old to stay up and drink with Morgan and Gandalf as before.

When the night began to sink.

The four people in the hole at the bottom of the bag soon turned off their lights and went to bed.

The next morning.

When Morgan woke up, it was already bright outside.

Morgan slept well.

For months in a row.

No matter how disciplined he was, he overslept today.

When he got up, Bilbo and Gandalf Frodo all got up.

"Good morning, uncle Morgan..."

"Good morning, Frodo..."

Frodo said hello and hurried out with a big bag.

Today is Bilbo's 111th birthday celebration.

Frodo, as Bilbo's adopted son and heir, must be very busy.

When Morgan came to the kitchen after washing.

Bilbo is preparing breakfast.

Gandalf sat on the kitchen table in the middle of the kitchen, smoking and drinking tea leisurely.

Seeing Morgan's arrival, Bilbo immediately smiled and said, "Morgan, sit down and breakfast will be ready soon."

Morgan nodded and sat down at the table. After pouring himself fragrant black tea, he took out his oak pipe, filled it with cut tobacco and began to smoke.

The two puffed and puffed while they were still smoking a bag of cigarettes.

Bilbo brought three plates full of food.

Fried eggs, sausages, mushroom soup, and good white bread.

"Hoo..."

"Finally."

Bilbo sat at the table, took a long breath and smiled.

Morgan put away his pipe, took a big sip of the hot soup, cut half of the fried egg into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, looked at Bilbo and asked, "you'll go after the birthday celebration?"

"Are you sure?"

Hearing Morgan's words, Bilbo couldn't help but nod his head and say, "I'm sure."

Bilbo said, put down his knife and fork, looked at the two old friends in front of him and said, "maybe it's because I'm old. I really want to see the mountain again."

"Then find a quiet place and finish the rest of my writing."

"What about Frodo? Are you going to tell him?"

At this time, Gandalf answered, took a gulp of the black tea at hand, and continued, "he has begun to doubt you."

"Of course..."

Bilbo nodded and immediately said, "he's from the Baggins, not a stupid baby with a belly."

"Frodo loves you very much..."

Gandalf continued to speak.

When the voice fell, bill was silent for a moment. After a while, he nodded and whispered, "I know."

"As long as I speak, he will go with me."

"But in my opinion, he must still love shire home."

"Love the trees, grass, streams and everything here..."

Bilbo whispered, looking at the woods outside the window with mixed eyes.

"I'm old..."

Bilbo sighed and said, looking back at the two old friends in front of him.

Gandalf is fine because he is a wizard.

But Morgan was still so young that he envied him.

But Bilbo knew he couldn't envy him, so he continued, "I need a vacation, a long vacation."

"And I'm not ready to come back..."

Bilbo said softly, shaking his head in a lonely tone.

Listen, Morgan and Gandalf have some bad feelings.

Time has always been the most ruthless.

"Not to mention that, Morgan, you are still so young after many years. You don't look like an ordinary human?"

Bilbo asked as soon as he turned his voice and looked at Morgan.

"Uh..."

"Well, I really don't know."

When Bilbo mentioned this, Morgan smiled and shook his head.

He can still be so young after 60 years. He can't think of any other reason except the system.

But there's no way to tell anyone.

"Morgan should have donedan blood..."

When Bilbo asked Morgan about this again, Gandalf immediately smiled and continued, "black hair is far longer than the life span of other humans."

"He can only belong to the dunedan."

"I just don't know if Morgan will be a descendant of some prominent blood."

Gandalf cut a section of sausage with a knife and fork and sent it to the entrance. Looking at Morgan, he continued to laugh and say, "you really forget your parents and don't want to investigate your identity?"

In the past, when the three met together, they talked about it many times.

Morgan also talked to Gandalf and Bilbo about his physical parents.

[numanor people: also known as "dengdan people" and "dunedan people", the most noble human nation in the Middle Earth world, with a life span of more than three times that of ordinary humans]

Morgan could only shake his head when he heard Gandalf's teasing.

There are few memories of the original owner's parents in his body.

I just remember being pulled up by my mother.

The father of the original owner, when the original owner has memory, is already dead.

Later, after his mother died of illness.

The original owner went to the local pub to feed himself.

"Wait, father..."

Suddenly, Morgan's heart moved slightly: "in memory, the original owner's father seems to be dead."

"If you think so, then the original owner must be the so-called dunedan?"

"After all, he doesn't know the reason why he can live so long without aging. He just doubts the system."

Morgan frowned at the thought.

This is not good news for him.

But now is not the time to think more. Looking at the lively gossip in front of him, Morgan smiled and shook his head: "it doesn't matter anymore."

Listen, Morgan doesn't want to talk more about this topic.

Gandalf and Bilbo are no longer mentioned.

"I haven't fished for a long time."

"Let's go fishing together after dinner?"

At this time, Bilbo, who was eating, suddenly looked up at the two old friends in front of him and said, "how's it going?"

Gandalf was helpless: "Bilbo, today is your birthday celebration."

"The celebration is in the evening. It's still early."

Bilbo didn't care. He looked at Morgan and said, "Morgan, what do you say?"

Morgan stopped his knife and fork and said, "let's go together."

"After this separation, I don't know when to fish together next time."

"Just..."

Morgan's voice fell, and Bilbo immediately cheered: "I'm so old. I don't know if I have a chance next time."

"Walk, I'm full..."

“......”

......

evening.

When the light in the sky disappears completely.

The sky began to dim.

Not far from Bilbo bag bottom hole, on an open and wide green grass.

The flashing lights are already on.

Tents, banners, ribbons, music, dance, dining tables, wine barrels, all kinds of food, and a large number of smiling hobbits.

Bilbo's birthday celebration began.

Almost all hobbit families in habitun came to Bilbo's birthday party with their families.

The scene was jubilant.

Young hobbit boys and girls sing and dance to music.

The elderly sat at the table and began to eat and drink.

Morgan and Gandalf were sitting on one of the tables, drinking ale and eating dried fruit, chatting every word.

As for Bilbo, the host and birthday man, he was sitting in front of the small stage in the square, surrounded by a large group of children listening to his adventure stories.

Time passed slowly.

At this time, several hobbits carried a huge cake into the birthday party.

In the middle of the meeting.

In the crowd's blessing, Bilbo stepped onto the square stage and began to deliver a speech.

Bilbo stood on the stage with a red face and kept talking, and the hobbits at the bottom of the square were very cooperative and coaxed.

The atmosphere was noisy and jubilant.

But in such a lively banquet.

Bilbo said, and suddenly disappeared into the square in full view.

Gandalf's eyes widened at this moment.

Morgan smiled. Bilbo fooled everyone in the banquet hall once, just as he remembered the plot.

Then, noticing Morgan's strange expression, Gandalf turned his head and asked, "Morgan, you don't seem surprised?"

Morgan nodded, "Bilbo once performed in front of me."

Gandalf: then why didn't you mention it to me

Morgan: "you didn't ask!"

......

Hole in the bottom of the bag.

When Bilbo hummed, pushed open the door and entered the living room.

Looking at the two tall figures sitting in front of me, I was startled.

"Do you think this move is very clever?"

Gandalf said unhappily.

Bilbo was very happy: "didn't you see their faces, Gandalf?"

"Ha ha..."

"There are many magic rings in the world, but you can't use them casually..."

"I was just kidding..."

Bilbo happily began to pack up his salute.

Gandalf kept saying something.

Bilbo sat on the bench, watching the two bickering, leisurely smoking with his pipe in his mouth.

In half an hour.

Bilbo's gone.

In the living room, Morgan and Gandalf looked heavy and sat on benches smoking stuffy cigarettes.

On the carpet not far in front of them, a pure gold ring was lying there quietly.

At this time.

The door of the hole at the bottom of the bag was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Bilbo..."

Frodo walked quickly into the living room and saw the gold ring lying on the ground at the first sight.

So he naturally reached out and picked it up.

This moment.

Morgan and Gandalf stared together.