Looking at the dilapidated house in the corner of the camp that was so desolate that only one frame of the house was left.
Morgan's mind immediately recalled the relevant plot in his memory.
In the plot, Gandalf and Thorin Oakenshield had a fierce quarrel over the route.
The quarrel took place in a dilapidated wooden house in a temporary rest camp.
Not far from the forest where the wooden house was located, there lived three giant trolls.
Because when they were about to rest at night, the expedition team's horse was stolen.
The dwarves went looking for horses and discovered the existence of trolls.
Originally, Morgan had a very deep impression of the plot here.
Because after Gandalf used sunlight to kill three trolls, the expedition team not only discovered a large amount of treasure in the cave used by the trolls to hide.
At the same time, a very precious elf sword was found, which Morgan remembered deeply.
It was just a battle last night, running from midnight to early morning.
In addition, having just stopped to rest, Morgan was busy checking the system harvest and strengthening these things.
My mood was so high and low that I didn't have time to pay attention to other things.
As for the barbecue dinner in the morning, Morgan quickly went to train because of the physical imbalance and discomfort after strengthening.
This was why he didn't notice that he had arrived at this abandoned wooden house.
"What's wrong Morgan?"
At this time, Bilbo followed him out and asked quickly.
"Do you know what Gandalf and Thorin had a quarrel about?"
Morgan asked, turning to look at Bilbo.
"Well...because it's a bit far away."
"I seem to have heard Gandalf talking about going to some valley or something. Thorin seems to be unwilling to do this..."
"As for the others, I don't know."
Bilbo replied with a shrug.
"really!"
After hearing Bilbo's words, Morgan was almost certain that he had arrived at the place where the three trolls lived.
"I see."
Morgan nodded and turned back to the tent.
Bilbo followed and asked again: "Morgan, Gandalf should be back, right?"
Morgan turned his head and smiled: "Don't worry, Gandalf will definitely come back. Don't forget that he is a wizard."
After speaking, Morgan returned to the tent.
There are three trolls living not far from this camp. This news must not be told to others, only yourself.
Because Morgan couldn't explain why.
But now that we know that there are a lot of treasures and elf swords in the troll hideout.
How to get the maximum benefit is what Morgan should be thinking about now.
It's only morning now. If the heavy rain outside can continue, it will rain all day long.
The team may continue to stay here temporarily.
If the rain stops, Thorin Oakenshield will definitely let the team continue on their way.
Also, Morgan remembered that in the plot, the expedition team encountered the orcs immediately after stealing the treasure sword from the cave of three trolls.
But in the plot, it seems that that time was the first time the expedition team encountered orcs.
Now actually, the team was discovered by the Orc scout team last night.
The plot has changed.
The current expedition team may be found by the orcs at any time.
Even during the day!
Morgan has not forgotten that it will be tomorrow in the plot, after raiding the troll cave.
The expedition team met the orcs during the day, and it was still sunny.
Although half-orcs don't like sunlight and don't like to be active during the day.
But when encountering enemies like dwarves, they may take action at any time.
In short, if Morgan wants to make a fortune from the cave where the three trolls are hiding, he has to do it as soon as possible.
Otherwise, whether the team is about to go on the road or the orcs are attacking.
Morgan's ideas will all go to waste.
"Morgan, do you want to go out and take a shower?"
At this time, Bilbo, who had stripped down to only a pair of shorts, asked excitedly.
His thoughts were interrupted. Morgan turned his head and glanced at Bilbo. Hearing the sound of the dwarves laughing and joking outside, he said, "Of course, you go first."
After a long journey in the wild, especially in places like alpine forests where most of the time is spent, it is not easy to take a shower.
If you can't find rivers and streams, you can only wash them with rainwater.
Speaking of which, apart from worrying about clothes, wrapped dry food and other items getting wet in the rain.
The expedition team is still looking forward to a rainy day because they can take a shower.
The same is naturally true for Morgan.
"Hurry up and take a shower first..."
Seeing that the dwarves were all bathing outside, Morgan took off his boots and leg armor and walked out of the tent, wearing only a pair of loose shorts.
"Rumble..."
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa..."
Looking at the heavy rain pouring down outside the tent, the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a curtain of rain.
Morgan felt that the heavy rain would be more perfect if there was no thunder in the sky.
Watching the dwarves excitedly baring their teeth and claws in the rain, yelling.
Morgan was a little worried about whether these dwarves would harm him when they were struck by lightning.
Half an hour later.
Morgan returned to the tent.
After wiping his wet hair, Morgan quickly changed his clothes and put on his leather armor.
After much deliberation, he decided that if he wanted to make a fortune from the Troll Cave/** as soon as possible without letting others doubt him, he would have to act alone.
Morgan was dressed neatly, hung up his sword, carried his longbow and quiver, and was about to go out.
Suddenly, there was an exclamation from outside the tent.
"Oh my god, what kind of monster is that..."
"Damn, that monster stole our horse..."
"Fili, hurry, stop that monster..."
"Quick, call the others..."
I heard rapid exclamations coming from outside.
Morgan seemed to think of something immediately, and he felt happy and walked quickly outside the tent.
At this time, Bilbo, who had just rushed out of the rain in shorts, bumped into Morgan's waist.
"What happened?"
Morgan asked as he grabbed Bilbo.
"There's a monster coming outside, a big, big monster..."
Bilbo kept talking and gesticulating, looking a little panicked.
"I see."
"Gandalf is not here, so be careful."
Morgan patted Bilbo on the shoulder and strode directly into the rain.
A dozen pony horses were tied up in the woods on the edge of the camp.
I heard exclamations coming from outside.
All the dwarves who were originally in the tent rushed out with weapons in hand.
"Morgan, what's going on?"
"I don't know either."
"Over there, take a walk..."
The rain was getting heavier.
In the pouring rain.
Morgan and a group of dwarves rushed to the woods where the horses were tied up with weapons in hand.
From a distance, he saw in the woods a little further away, a huge monster that was at least three meters tall, holding a pony horse tightly in one big hand.
In the other hand, he was holding a dead tree trunk and smashing it randomly.
In front of the tall monster, two dwarves, Fili and Kili, were jumping up and down with daggers in hand, interfering with the progress of the tall monster.
At this time, he saw Morgan and his entourage arriving and quickly shouted: "This way..."
