Watch as Morgan is personally invited by Thorin Oakenshield to join the expedition.
Gandalf breathed a sigh of relief.
He watched almost the entire process as Morgan transformed from being despised by Thorin Oakenshield step by step.
Then he angrily scolded Thorin Oakenshield and threatened to challenge him.
Then sell face to the other party and change the challenge object.
In the end, he easily defeated the dwarf Kili, and not only did Thorin Oakenshield personally apologize, but he also personally invited Morgan to join the team.
He even showed off his strength in the eyes of the dwarves and himself.
After such an operation, Morgan's status in the team will definitely not be lower than that of the dwarves in the future.
In the future team, no one can look down upon him or dare to underestimate him.
You must know that due to personality reasons, the dwarves value strength more than any other race.
Before, I just thought that Morgan was very powerful.
I didn't expect this kid's brain to be so useful.
You must know that from beginning to end, except for being hinted at by Morgan to make peace in the middle, he barely said anything.
This is much better than what I told Morgan before, relying on his recommendation to join the team.
Morgan was particularly good, and Gandalf couldn't help but think of Bilbo.
I also want to recommend joining the team.
Thinking of the previous attitude of Thorin Oakenshield and the dwarves towards Bilbo.
Gandalf was a little uneasy.
But with him here, Bilbo will definitely join the team.
But before that, you have to get the little guy to agree.
Thinking of this, Gandalf took out the cigarette rod again.
Return to Bilbo's Bag End.
The dwarves have not completely recovered from the competition just now, and are still in high spirits.
Even Bilbo, who had been depressed and unhappy, felt much better now that he had just won money and was infected by the lively atmosphere.
The unfinished party continues.
Watching a large amount of various foods and drinks being moved out of the food storage room.
Bilbo was gritting his teeth to comfort himself: "Since it is unavoidable, it is better to be more generous and show the hobbit's hospitality..."
Thinking of this, Bilbo's bleeding heart seemed to feel a little more comfortable.
Soon, the long table used for the banquet was filled with all kinds of food.
Looking at smoked fish, bacon, smoked sausages, smoked ham, cheese, white bread, dried tomatoes, dried persimmons, dried mushrooms and more than a dozen kinds of dazzling foods.
In addition, there are several types of wine such as red wine and fruit wine.
Morgan finally has a certain understanding of the hobbits, no, Bilbo's family background.
This is not a food reserve that ordinary families can have.
The dwarves quickly filled the entire dining table with their plundering movements.
A group of dwarves took their seats, and Morgan also sat next to Gandalf.
Dwarves don't pay much attention to their dinners. They start eating as soon as they sit down.
Morgan is not polite either. In this world, there is no such thing as losing weight.
For most people, a few meals a day is enough to satisfy them.
Morgan has a lot of plot memories in his mind, and he knows that there will be many hard days on the expedition.
If you don’t eat at this time, why should you wait to eat?
Smoked fish, bacon, prosciutto, smoked sausage and cheese...Morgan munched on a variety of high-calorie foods.
Fruit wine and wine are also available.
Not to mention, these bacons have a unique flavor.
Anyway, Morgan thinks he can eat it for a long time.
Although Morgan was drinking heavily and eating meat, when it came to the appearance of his food, he was much better than the other dwarves.
The dwarves not only sang loudly while eating, but also danced on the dining table.
At this time, on the dining table, a young dwarf who was about the same age as the dwarf Kili, but slightly shorter than Kili, with blond hair and several pigtails, was wiggling his butt in the middle of the long table.
The dwarves around were waving knives and forks, tapping the tableware and making various noises, laughing and shouting to cooperate.
Fortunately, Morgan had just eaten a big meal to fill up his stomach. At this time, he really had no intention of continuing to eat.
So he held a tall wooden barrel cup filled with fruit wine and sat on the bench like Gandalf, watching the exciting performances of the dwarves.
"It's interesting."
"As long as you get familiar with them, you will like them..."
Gandalf raised his glass, touched it with Morgan, and said with a smile.
“It’s a bit noisy, but it’s really not bad.”
“I think as long as I’m with them, I’ll never be bored.”
Morgan took a sip of fruit wine and nodded.
"It seems that you have become familiar with them..."
After listening to Morgan's words, Gandalf turned his head and looked at Morgan with surprise and smiled.
Morgan raised his glass and touched Gandalf again, and continued: "Tell me about the team. I only heard you mention it but don't know anything about the commission. This will not be detrimental to my future work."
"I can't explain this right now."
"Just wait a little longer, you'll find out later."
Gandalf shook his head and motioned for Morgan to continue watching the dwarves' performance.
This dinner lasted for a long time.
When the meal was over and the table was cleared, it was already late at night and early in the morning.
Seeing a group of dwarves sitting around the long table, Morgan knew that the real drama was coming.
"Any news from the Conference of Eredlon?"
"Are they all here?"
The first person to speak was the dwarf Balin, who had all white beard and hair.
Thorin Oakenshield nodded: "Yes, envoys from the seven kingdoms have arrived."
The dwarf Dvalin, who was of equal status to Balin, immediately spoke: "What did the dwarf of the Iron Hills say?"
"Will Dane be with us?"
Thorin Oakenshield shook his head: "They won't come. They say this is our adventure, only ours."
After the words fell, all the dwarves fell silent.
At this time, Gandalf stood up, gathered the candles on the dining table, and then took out a yellowed parchment roll.
Unfolding the parchment, there were clearly drawn mountains, rivers, and forest wastelands on it. It was a map.
“In the far east, over mountains and rivers, through forests and wastelands, there sits a mountain: Lonely Mountain.”
"Yes, Quilin saw the omen, and the omen said the time has come."
“When the dodo flew to the lonely mountain, just as it was prophesied.”
"When the birds of old fly to Erub again, the reign of monsters will come to an end..."
The dwarves said one sentence after another, obviously knowing this prophecy.
"Monster? What monster..."
Bilbo on the side was attracted and asked suddenly.
"The dragon, the fire-breathing dragon Smaug, the most ferocious and terrifying disaster of that era!"
"I'm not afraid of it, I want it to taste the taste of the dwarf's iron rod..."
"Don't think about it, it's too difficult, even with the support of the army, not to mention there are only a dozen of us, not the best and brightest dozen..."
"Hey, what do you mean...who are you calling stupid?"
"We are not stupid..."
"We have bounty hunters now, and we have Gandalf the wizard."
"Gandalf has killed hundreds of dragons..."
"Uh, no, wait, I, I don't want to say..."
"How many?"
"What?"
"How many dragons have you killed, Gandalf?"
"Cough cough cough..."
