late at night.
Inside the mayor's mansion.
The banquet hall was bustling with activity.
The several-meter long dining table was now filled with all kinds of delicacies, all kinds of wine and delicacies.
The bloated mayor of Changhu Town and Thorin Oakenshield sat at the two ends of the dining table.
The other members of the expedition team sat on both sides of the long dining table.
The despicable clerk Alfred could only stand at the dining table at this time.
"Notice it, it's time to serve."
The bloated mayor looked at the clerk and waved his hands casually and gave instructions.
"Yes, sir."
Alfred could only bow and nod, and then walked outside with a hunched neck.
Not long ago, Thorin Oakenshield performed a wonderful performance in front of the square, successfully using the treasure under the Lonely Mountain as bait, and won the support of the residents and mayor of Changhu Town.
The bloated mayor of Lake Town was also tempted by Thorin Oakenshield's identity as King Under the Mountain and the promise of treasure.
Very enthusiastically, he invited everyone in the down-and-out expedition team to enjoy a feast.
Not only are they enjoying a feast, but everyone in the expedition team is also given a set of well-fitting weapons and armor for free.
The inside is a fine and thick fluffy warm jacket, and the outside is pieces of bright steel armor made of steel.
Morgan sat at the long dining table, looking at the beautiful armor suits on himself and the dwarves around him that both looked good and kept warm. He looked at the cross sword, long bow, and quiver full of arrows at his hand.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "In a world like this, birth and bloodline are really important."
The members of the down-and-out expedition team, who had been prisoners not long ago, were suddenly sitting in the luxurious banquet hall of the mansion of the mayor of the town.
Wearing exquisite and beautiful fluffy armor, in front of him are various delicacies that are constantly being served to the table like water.
This is all caused by Thorin Oakenshield's identity as the King Under the Mountain.
Even Bard, who was particularly frustrated today, also had the extraordinary status of being a descendant of the King of River Valley.
Although it will be involved to a certain extent by the identity responsibilities that it carries.
But also, because of that level of status, it is easier for their descendants to succeed.
Of course, Morgan would not envy this kind of identity that he has had since birth.
In his previous life, he grew up in an orphanage and didn't even own a horse.
Speaking of which, whether in the past life or in this life, creatures like the second generation have a much higher starting point than ordinary people and are more likely to succeed.
But Morgan is not jealous because he has a system cheat.
"Sir, the dishes have been served."
At this time, Alfred, the wretched and despicable clerk in a dark suit, walked into the banquet hall again and stood beside the bloated mayor and said respectfully.
But at this time, the bloated mayor was busy dealing with the fried goat eggs on the plate in front of him. He didn't even look at the clerk beside him, and just waved his hand impatiently like swatting away flies.
Alfred looked ugly and could only nod respectfully, and then walked quickly outside the banquet room.
Watching Alfred's hunchback and shrinking neck, he left with an ugly expression.
Morgan smiled.
Not long ago, in the previous square, this guy saw himself being arrested with the dwarves, and stared at what he was saying in the ear of the bloated mayor.
Although Morgan couldn't hear it, he could clearly tell from the other person's eyes that it was definitely not a good thing.
Morgan had already planned it.
If that guy Alfred wants to settle the score with him this morning in advance, he wants to cause trouble for him in public.
Morgan must not give the other party a chance.
Either he would kill Alfred first, and then escape to Lonely Mountain himself.
Anyway, during the day, everyone in the expedition team had already taken a look at the ship.
Or he could beat the other person hard first, and then kidnap the other person to go to Gushan with him.
Alfred must die anyway!
As a result, the despicable Alfred came to trouble him first.
The irritable Godwalin couldn't bear it and jumped out first, and then came Thorin Oakenshield's large-scale decoration scene.
Morgan's plans that he had thought of in advance didn't even have a chance to be implemented.
But it's better this way, because I don't have to risk crossing the lake to Gushan at night.
You can also enjoy a hero-like meal and treatment in the warm mayor's mansion.
"Morgan, come on, cheers!"
At this time, the dwarf Groin sitting directly opposite was holding a fine glass of wine in front of his eyes.
Morgan finally came to his senses, raised his exquisite glass half-full of fine wine, banged it with Groin, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Morgan, let's have a drink."
At this time, the dwarf Fili, who was diagonally opposite the long table, also raised his glass and came to Morgan and said loudly.
"cheers..."
"Morgan, I'll have a drink with you too."
Next to Fili, Kili also raised his glass to Morgan.
He drank three glasses of wine in a row. Although with Morgan's current physical condition, this amount of wine was nothing to him.
But he hadn't eaten a single bite of the food, and there was something wrong with these dwarves toasting in succession.
There is no way to clear the level in this world.
But when faced with student Kili's drink, Morgan filled the glass until it was half full and drank it all in one gulp.
Then, Bofur, the dwarf sitting next to him, stood up and said, "There's me too."
Seeing the dwarf's attitude, Morgan decided not to do it.
Seeing Morgan's appearance, a group of dwarves around him immediately became happy.
"Haha, Morgan quits..."
"I won, give me money..."
"You don't believe it if I tell you that Morgan will quit after the fourth cup, haha..."
"If it hadn't been for Qili's toast on the third cup, Morgan would have quit just now..."
"I see Morgan is suspicious..."
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm willing to admit defeat and give you money..."
"Ha ha..."
Listen to the happiness and excitement in the chirping of these short winter melons.
Morgan didn't know that he was being exploited by these guys again.
But that's okay.
He also often made fun of the dwarves.
But thinking about Hobbiton in early autumn, all the way to Lake Town at the foot of Lonely Mountain.
A few months seemed like a blink of an eye.
Seeing that this journey is about to reach its end, the expedition team is not far away from being disbanded.
Morgan felt a little emotional, so he filled the wine glass in front of him again and watched the dwarves in front of him raise it.
"Come, may our friendship last forever!"
"Friendship lasts forever, so well said..."
"Refill, refill..."
"Morgan, I know a female dwarf with a beautiful beard. When the expedition is over, I will go back to Blue Mountain to introduce you to her..."
"Haha, Ge Luo Yin, you are drunk..."
"Morgan already has a female elf..."
"Female elf?"
"What's so good about a female elf? She has no flesh on her body and no beard on her face..."
"How can we dwarves be better..."
"Damn it, I still don't believe you when I say you drank too much. Morgan is a human being, you idiot..."
"What's wrong with humans? Humans can get along with elves, but they can't get along with us..."
"Racism is heresy..."
"Shut up Groin!"
"Shut the hell up!"
"Haha, thank you for your kindness, Ge Luoyin..."
"But we humans are very dedicated..."
"Come, drink, and wish our friendship will last forever..."
"cheers..."
"Hahaha..."
