Early the next morning.
When Morgan woke up, it was already broad daylight.
The warm autumn sunshine shines through the big trees outside the window into the exquisite windows, and speckles the smooth floor.
From time to time, one or two crisp and sweet bird calls could be heard outside the window.
Exquisite room with fantastic decoration.
Soft big bed, white quilt sheets.
Looking at everything strange and quiet around me.
Morgan, who had just woken up from a deep sleep, was sitting on the bed in a daze, still a little unresponsive for a moment: "Where am I? It seems like I have had a long dream..."
Soon, when the downed brain quickly returned to normal, memories came flooding back.
Only then did Morgan remember that he was in the legendary elven capital - Rivendell.
And the system that appeared in the dream, the wizard Gandalf, the dwarves and the orcs were not a dream.
But what I have experienced profoundly in the past two months.
It's just that he slept so deeply that he didn't react for a while when he woke up.
"call..."
Taking a long breath, Morgan fell back on the soft bed.
This time he finally slept soundly, giving him an unprecedented sense of relaxation throughout his body.
Although before encountering the night attack by the orcs.
The expedition team went smoothly along the way, but after all, they were in the wild.
Morgan has always been cautious and suspicious.
Even if someone kept vigil at night, Morgan's sleep level was only at the lightest level of sleep.
What's more, in the expedition team, everyone can only sleep on the spot with a thin blanket wrapped or cushioned at most, so how can they sleep well?
It's different now in Rivendell.
This is one of the most powerful and safest places in the entire Middle-earth.
Morgan naturally doesn't have to worry about anything if he sleeps here.
When you let go of your guard mentally, you can get the deepest and best sleep physically.
Morgan only lay in bed for a while and then got up quickly.
He has not forgotten that he has not mastered the white crow swordsmanship and archery skills that have just been strengthened by the system.
Now that I have rare free time, I naturally have to seize the time to train.
He was able to sleep until dawn instead of being woken up by the dwarves in the middle of the night, which shows that the extended version of the memory plot is normal.
Morgan knew it.
Although I don’t know how long the expedition team stayed in Rivendell.
But from the memory of some scenes in the plot, it can be seen that the time the expedition team stayed in Rivendell should not be too short.
But it doesn’t matter how long it takes.
Morgan will never forget his habit of training every day.
The toilet elves prepared it yesterday.
Morgan finished washing up, simply dressed, opened the door and walked to the room where the dwarves lived.
The elves gave the breakfast food to the dwarves yesterday.
This is also what the dwarves actively requested. They really can't eat the common food of the elves.
He only mentioned it to Lord Ellon after the dinner.
Lord Elon knew the habits of the dwarves and was considerate of the dwarves, so he naturally agreed to the dwarves' request.
Although Morgan can also eat the vegetarian food of the elves, he can only eat it occasionally.
With his current food intake and the energy required for a lot of exercise every day, it would be too easy to get hungry after eating a vegetarian diet.
In comparison, the diet of the dwarves who were pure carnivores was obviously more to Morgan's liking.
The room where Morgan lived was not far from the dwarves.
As soon as he went out, Morgan saw two bonfires burning in the small garden not far away.
A cooking pot was hung over a campfire, and a grill was being set up over the fire.
The "chef" Pombo and the "cook" Ouli in the expedition team are busy.
Some of the other dwarves were basking in the sun, some were chatting, and some were gathering around to play cards.
Morgan knew full well that there were no cards in the expedition.
The only explanation is that these dwarves got the cards from the elves.
"Morgan, good morning..."
"Good morning..."
"How did you sleep last night Morgan..."
"fine and you?"
"Not so good. The elf's bed is too soft."
"Good morning Morgan..."
"Good morning, Doli, you look like you are out of energy..."
"Hey, I couldn't sleep last night..."
"Why?"
"The elves' bed is so soft that I can't sleep..."
"..."
Morgan came over, and the dwarves greeted him all the way.
The weather is very good today, and everyone in the expedition team seems to be in a good mood.
No, it doesn’t just look good, it actually looks good.
Rivendell has a good environment and beautiful scenery. Even the elves met on the road are all handsome and beautiful, and the weather is so good.
A person can feel better in such an environment.
"Good morning, Morgan..."
At this time, a voice came from behind.
Morgan turned around and saw an energetic Bilbo standing behind him.
"Morning Bilbo, how did you sleep last night?"
Morgan smiled as he sat on the bench that was moved out by the dwarves.
"Very good. I haven't slept on such a soft and comfortable bed for a long time."
Bilbo laughed.
"I see it."
"Why don't you see Gandalf?"
Morgan looked around and asked.
"I don't know either. I haven't seen Gandalf since last night."
"But he seems to be very familiar here. He may be accompanying Lord Elon now."
Bilbo trailed off.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came over.
"I am not accompanying Lord Elon, but I am here to accompany you."
Hearing this voice, Morgan and Bilbo turned their heads and saw Gandalf, wearing a large gray robe, walking over with a smile and a staff.
"Good morning, Gandalf..."
"Good morning Dori, you look like you're out of energy?"
"Morgan said the same thing just now, I have insomnia..."
"Oh, that's so unfortunate..."
"Morning Gandalf..."
"Good morning, Fili..."
Gandalf came greeting the dwarves all the way, looked at the two people sitting on the bench and smiled: "Well, you two should not have insomnia like Dori."
"Of course not. The elven bed is very soft. Last night was the best sleep I've ever had since I left Hobbiton."
Bilbo laughed quickly.
"What about you Morgan?"
Gandalf sat down on the bench and immediately took out the tobacco pole hanging from his waist.
"Of course, like Bilbo, I haven't been this relaxed in a long time."
"By the way Gandalf, how long will we be here?"
Morgan smiled and then asked softly.
Hearing Morgan's words, Gandalf was silent for a moment, then smiled and said: "Well... let's stay here for now. Anyway, we have worked hard during this period."
Last night, his old friend Lord Ellon told him to wait for someone in Rivendell, but he didn't say who the other person was.
Naturally, it was difficult to tell Morgan something like this that even he didn't know yet.
"That's just right. It's rare to come to Rivendell once, and I want to have a good time this time."
Sensing that something might be wrong with Gandalf, Morgan consciously didn't ask any more questions, nodded and smiled.
"This is indeed a rare opportunity..."
Gandalf banged his cigarette rod and laughed.
At this time, a rich aroma came from the fire nearby.
The first breakfast in Rivendell was cooked.
