"The scarlet flames burn endlessly"
"Giant trees spread like torches in the mountain forest"
"We will fight until the end of our lives..."
A simple, low dwarf chorus,
But it sang with an epic and heavy feeling.
Thinking back to this time, the kingdom was recovered and the huge treasure was recovered as expected.
The thoughts of everyone at the wine table were truly unspeakable.
Gandalf took out the pipe and started smoking.
Bilbo's eyes were empty and he seemed to be thinking about something.
Morgan sipped the wine in his glass one sip after another.
Tariel looked at the wine glass in front of him in a daze.
Finally, when the song is over.
Everyone came to their senses.
Then they all raised their glasses.
"cheers!"
"Bang bang bang..."
A dozen tall and thick wooden cups collided together, and the cool and overflowing beer splashed everywhere.
This scene will be deeply remembered by everyone forever.
After a song.
The dwarves at the wine table seemed to have their valves opened.
If the dwarves had been somewhat restrained in drinking before, they also took turns making Morgan and Gandalf Bilbo drink.
But now, as if they were on drugs, everyone began to crazily drink the dwarves around them, the three Morgans, and even themselves.
The result was that one after another they drank and fell to the floor, under the table.
Upon seeing this, Morgan greeted Gandalf, who was still sober, and left the wine table with Tariel.
Before leaving.
Bilbo and the dwarf Bofur were swaying over wine.
Thorin Oakenshield was holding his white beard while Balin was drunk and talking.
Gandalf was alone, smoking a pipe in his mouth and puffing away smoke.
Morgan took Tariel all the way to the gate of Erebor's Lonely Mountain.
The dwarf warrior on guard clearly knew Morgan.
No need to say hello.
Morgan took Tariel out of the Lonely Mountain Gate.
He took over the reins of the two horses from the dwarves.
The two of them rode horses and ran all the way until they reached a high mountain peak far away from Gushan Mountain before they stopped.
at this time.
A crescent moon hung high in the night sky.
The dim moonlight enveloped the earth.
On a lonely mountain peak.
The two figures stood side by side on the edge of the mountain, looking at the hazy land in the distance below, silent for a moment.
Morgan looked at the land below, and seemed to be able to see a lot of wandering creatures looking for food.
Different from the northern battlefield of Raven Ridge.
All the orc corpses on the battlefield outside Gushan were burned by the dwarf warriors and wood elf troops, just last night.
"call..."
Take a deep breath of cold air.
After drinking, Morgan felt that his mental consciousness was as clear as ever.
With the strength of his body at this time.
Ordinary drinks can hardly make him drunk.
No matter how much he drinks, it will be quickly broken down and digested in the body, turning it into the nutrients his body needs.
Tauriel on the side was also taking a deep breath.
But she was nervous.
She had never been so alone with Morgan.
Even if there was a public hug before, there were other people present.
Tauriel's face was flushed at this time.
She actually didn't drink much today.
Because of Morgan, everyone at the wine table before, including Thorin Oakenshield, King of the Mountain, and Dain Ironfoot, Lord of the Iron Hills, had toasted to Tariel.
After a polite toast.
Tauriel was at peace.
In addition to trying some dwarf food that I had never eaten before.
Tariel had been watching Morgan drinking beside him.
She came here specifically to look for Morgan today just to make up for leaving early at the human banquet in Riverdale Town last night.
Morgan doesn't feel comfortable when there are many people around.
Now that there were fewer people and it was just her and Morgan, Tarrell couldn't help but feel his face getting hot and his heart became slightly nervous.
So she could only take a deep breath to calm her nerves.
I felt the heavy breathing coming from behind me.
Morgan turned around and saw Tariel, whose face was red and breathing heavily.
He thought Tariel had drunk too much, so he reached out and took her cold, slender hand, and said softly: "Drink less next time. It's okay not to drink."
With Morgan holding his little hand, Tariel's face turned even redder.
But miraculously, the nervousness that was just a moment ago immediately eased a lot.
Tauriel shook his head and said softly: "Fortunately, the dwarves' wine is not sweet enough, and it seems that they are more likely to get drunk."
Hearing Tariel's words, Morgan immediately smiled.
Most of the elves' wines are fruit wines made from various fruits, and the red wine made from grapes has a slightly higher alcohol content.
But after Morgan had experienced all kinds of drinks in his previous life, it tasted like alcoholic fruit drinks.
Because the dwarf wine is brewed from grains, the wine taste will be significantly stronger.
Although in Morgan's mouth it's not much different from an alcoholic drink.
But the dwarves' wine tasted more sour, and the taste was much worse than the elves' wine.
"Of course, you elves and dwarves have different tastes."
Morgan looked at Tariel and smiled: "If it doesn't taste good, just don't drink it anymore."
"Um..."
Tariel nodded, turned around and saw the hot gaze from Morgan's smiling head. He immediately turned his head, lowered his head, and his face turned redder.
It was quiet for a while.
Tariel turned his head and saw Morgan looking intently at the crescent moon in the sky.
"Tauriel, when are you leaving?"
At this time, Morgan suddenly asked.
"Tomorrow, His Majesty the King has given the order."
Tariel spoke softly, raising his head and looking at the crescent moon in the distant horizon, feeling a little heavy in his heart.
"What about you? Do you want to go back too?"
Morgan continued to ask.
Tauriel's expression changed slightly, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
After experiencing this, she felt the importance of the ethnic group in her heart.
However, she was even more reluctant to leave Morgan.
Just as she was about to speak.
Morgan suddenly turned his head, looked at the female elf beside him and said softly: "Soon I will go to Rivendell..."
"Tauriel, come with me."
Having said this, Morgan turned around and held Tariel's other hand, and continued: "I will go to Lord Thranduil and explain to him."
"I will definitely not let him expel you again..."
Morgan suddenly said in a relaxed voice, which made the female elf who was still feeling a little heavy immediately couldn't help but laugh.
Just one second.
Tariel's expression became serious, he looked at Morgan in front of him and said softly: "I'm actually not afraid of being expelled..."
Looking at the female elf in front of him, Morgan finally couldn't help but reached out and hugged her into his arms.
"That's not okay..."
Morgan patted Tariel on the back and smiled: "For you, I gave a big gift to Lord Thranduil."
"He owes me a lot, and he will never dare to expel you again in the future."
Morgan spoke with a chuckle, which immediately piqued Tauriel's interest.
She immediately stood up from Morgan's arms, looked at the man in front of her and asked, "What did you give to the King?"
Morgan held the female elf in his arms and smiled: "Of course it is what he wants most."
Tauriel was confused: "The thing that the King wants most, I remember it seems to be a treasure from the dwarves' treasure?"
Morgan nodded: "Indeed, and it's a necklace."
Tariel continued: "What necklace?"
"Starlight White Gemstone Necklace..."
Morgan sighed softly: "Speaking of which, I originally wanted to give you that necklace."
"Starlight White Gemstone Necklace..."
"It seems like the name sounds beautiful."
"But I don't need it, you already gave me the lucky ruby."
Tariel smiled and reached out from the pocket of his green robe and took out a huge ruby.
Morgan immediately recognized this beautiful ruby as the ruby he had given to Tauriel when he was captured in the Mirkwood dungeon.
Seeing Tariel's love for rubies, Morgan sighed in his heart.
He couldn't help but squeeze Tauriel tightly in his arms and said softly: "It's a pity that that necklace is too important to your King."
"Otherwise I wouldn't give it to him."
"How important is it?"
Tariel suddenly looked up at Morgan and asked.
She knew that the King was very concerned about such treasures in the Lonely Mountain.
But she didn't even know what treasure the king was interested in, and naturally she didn't know the reason.
"That necklace seems to be related to your king's wife."
Morgan continued to speak, but Tariel was surprised.
"The king's wife..."
That was Legolas' mother.
She had just heard Legolas say not long ago that he had no memory of his mother long ago.
That necklace is actually related to Legolas' mother.
That is not only important to the King, but also to her little friend Legolas.
"That's really important..."
Tariel spoke softly. Although she didn't care whether Morgan gave her a necklace, she was very satisfied with Morgan's attitude and reaction.
Just when she wanted to ask why Morgan knew this.
Then I heard Morgan's voice ringing again: "Remember not to tell anyone else..."
"All right..."
Tariel nodded obediently and suddenly had no intention of continuing to ask.
at this time.
A sound of horses braying and commotion suddenly came over.
The two men immediately turned around and saw two horses tied to a boulder not far away that seemed to be biting each other.
Looking closely, he saw that it was Tariel's horse biting Morgan's horse.
After watching for a while, I realized that it was Tariel's horse that was going to ride on Morgan's horse.
Morgan's horse refused and that led to all this.
"Is your horse a stallion?"
Morgan turned around and asked suddenly.
"I didn't pay attention, I guess..."
Tariel also withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at Morgan and said.
Then, as if they remembered something, the two of them laughed together.
It's just that Tauriel smiled and laughed, his voice getting smaller and smaller, his head getting lower and lower, and his face getting redder and redder.
Morgan smiled and looked at the female elf in his arms with increasingly intense eyes.
The atmosphere of ambiguity is rising.
Finally, Morgan, who had been holding Tarrell's slender waist for a long time, couldn't help but kiss him.
Tariel in his arms was stiff at first.
But soon, the female elf, who seemed to have tasted the sweetness, immediately cooperated.
Although the movements are extremely unfamiliar.
But he is getting familiar with it quickly.
The crescent moon is still in the sky, and its cool light quietly envelopes the earth.
Under the moonlight, there is a pair of lovers entangled with each other.
I don’t know how long it took.
A horse next to the boulder suddenly screamed again.
On the mountain peak, the lovers who were hugging each other immediately separated.
Tariel gasped for breath, and his originally confused eyes quickly became sober.
Morgan took a few deep breaths and stepped forward to continue, but was blocked by a hand.
Tariel quickly calmed down his breathing, put his hand on Morgan's chest and said immediately: "My tribe will leave at dawn tomorrow, and dawn is not far away now."
"I have to go back and report to His Majesty the King now, and also say goodbye to my friends..."
Tariel said quickly.
Morgan was about to say something when the other party reached out and touched his lips lightly.
"I know what you're going to say..."
"Don't worry, I will talk to His Majesty the King. If it doesn't work, I will move you out..."
"As for us, we will spend a lot of time together..."
"Okay, it's time for me to go!"
Tariel said this in one breath.
What else could Morgan say, he could only nod: "Then I'll take you there."
Tariel immediately shook his head and smiled: "No, at this distance, are you still worried about my strength?"
"Oh well..."
Morgan nodded and said, "If King Thranduil doesn't agree, just move me out."
"Also, be safe."
"Yeah, I will."
After Morgan finished speaking, Tariel nodded with a smile and walked towards the two horses.
Only this time, Tariel untied the reins of Morgan's mare and quickly mounted it.
Morgan walked quickly to Tariel, smiled and said, "See you after dawn."
"Um..."
"It's time for you to go back, they are still waiting for you."
Tariel finished speaking with a smile. His originally fair and flushed face was blown by the cold wind, and his long hair flew around, making him look even more delicate.
Morgan nodded: "I know."
Tariel then pulled the reins, and the horse immediately rushed down the mountain.
Watching Tauriel quickly disappear into the darkness.
Morgan reached out and touched his lips, as if he was savoring the taste just now.
But soon, he walked up to the remaining stallion, slapped the horse on the butt, and cursed: "It's all your fault."
It seemed that he could sense the strong strength of Morgan. The beaten stallion did not dare to kick at all. He could only turn the horse's head and gently rub against Morgan to please him.
"You are quite smart..."
Upon seeing this, Morgan immediately gave up his intention of beating the horse, patted the huge horse's head, said angrily, turned over and sat on the horse's back.
Then he walked quickly towards Gushan.
It quickly disappeared into the darkness.
It didn't take long.
When Morgan returned to the dwarf carnival square deep in the Lonely Mountain.
Back to the previous wine table.
Only then did I realize that besides Bilbo, he was also drinking with the dwarf Bofur.
Gandalf was still looking out, smoking his cigarette.
The other dwarves had all slept under the table, snoring loudly.
Morgan found his tall and thick wine glass, poured himself a full glass of wine, drank it down in one gulp, sat next to Gandalf and said, "We need to add someone to the team heading to Rivendell."
"Tauriel?"
Gandalf blew out a smoke ring, turned his head, tapped the empty wine glass in front of him with the cigarette rod and asked without surprise.
"right..."
Morgan nodded, picked up the huge wine bottle, filled it up for Gandalf, and then filled it up again for himself.
Gandalf took off the pipe and raised his glass, clinking it with Morgan.
The two drank it down in one gulp.
Gandalf wiped his long beard that was stained by wine and then said: "That would be better, our team will be more lively..."
The words have not yet finished.
"Bang bang..."
Two muffled sounds immediately came from the wine table opposite.
The two looked up and saw that it was Bilbo and Bofur who had fought over wine until they both died.
"I have always felt that although the wine of dwarves does not taste as good as the wine of humans or the wine of elves, the more you drink it, the more flavorful it becomes, and the more you drink it, the more people want to drink it..."
Gandalf said as he picked up the large wine bottle this time to fill his own wine glass, and then refilled Morgan's wine glass.
"I think so..."
Morgan said as he raised his glass and clinked it with Gandalf's glass.
"boom..."
...
Two days later.
On the main road outside Gushan.
Bard from Riverdale Town was standing together with his son Barn, his eldest daughter Snowge, and his youngest daughter Tilda, as well as Alfred dressed in pitch black.
Not far from them were a group of dwarves from Gushan.
The leader was Thorin Oakenshield, who was wearing a luxurious robe, followed by Balin, Dwalin, Kili, Groimbofur and other dwarves from the expedition team.
Even the injured dwarf Fili, who was sitting on a huge iron wheelchair, arrived.
In front of a crowd.
It is Morgan, the female elf Tariel, the wizard Gandalf, and the hobbit Bilbo riding on horseback.
Soon, the four Morgans on horseback smiled and waved goodbye to everyone behind them.
Then he walked quickly towards the distance.
At this point, a new journey awaits Morgan.
(End of The Hobbit Volume)
