Lonely mountain.
Deep in the dwarf kingdom of Erebor.
Weapon forging training area.
"boom..."
"boom..."
"boom..."
The lava fire in the forging pool illuminated the surrounding area red, and the sound of metal being hammered was endless.
A large number of dwarves were standing side by side in front of the huge iron felts arranged neatly, waving the hammers in their hands. The sharp hammers were vigorously beating the various armors and weapons in front of them, sweating profusely and swiping like rain.
This weapons and equipment forging area is very large.
The entire forging area is subdivided into several areas. For example, the newly dug iron ore needs to be transformed into pig iron area, and the pig iron is forged into formed steel.
The steel is then required to be forged into semi-formed areas such as weapons or armor.
In the end, the most important weapons and armor are formed, polished, and finally produced in the production area.
You are now in the final production area.
The four most skilled dwarf blacksmiths in Gushan are busy around a huge iron felt platform.
In the center of the huge iron felt, what kept the four blacksmiths busy was a piece of dark red and exquisite scale armor that was about to be formed.
When the last palm-sized scales of the crimson scale armor were successfully connected together.
Looking at the exquisite, thick, and majestic dark red dragon scale armor in front of him.
The four dwarf blacksmiths couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.
There was also a sincere smile on his face.
It's been ten years.
Since these dragon scales were brought to the forge ten years ago.
It has been ten years since I started trying to forge under the orders of King Thorin Oakenshield.
In the past ten years, only these blacksmiths have known how difficult it is to forge dragon scales, which are extremely hard materials but completely different from steel.
The initial cracking and cracking made it impossible to forge at all.
To slowly adjust the temperature of the training furnace, until finally a special training furnace was built solely for the purpose of forging these dragon scales.
Only then did he begin to see the hope of forging these giant dragon scales.
until now.
Even though he went through countless difficulties and hardships, it was all worth it to successfully forge such a unique dragon scale armor in the world, forged from giant dragon scales.
Because it is extremely difficult to forge such armor with extremely precious materials.
The four dwarf blacksmiths, who were already very skilled in their skills, have obviously reached a higher level in terms of their forging achievements and abilities.
This is also the main reason why they have not given up trying forging for ten years.
Although he has the king's order, the desire for forging bursting out from the bottom of his heart is the best catalyst.
Let the four blacksmiths work hard and forge with all their heart.
Only then was this unique, extremely precious, and extremely hard dragon scale armor in the entire Middle-earth world forged.
Oh, it's not just this suit of armor.
There is also a short sword, a short sword with a dark red blade that is also unique in the world.
It was also sent together with the dragon scales ten years ago.
However, the forging material of the dagger comes from the horns on the head of the evil dragon Smaug.
There were two horns sent in total.
However, one of them broke due to failure in exercise.
In the end, only one was successfully forged.
"Go and inform the king!"
The person in charge of the entire equipment forging training area, a stocky old dwarf, gave instructions to the waiting dwarf standing aside.
"yes..."
Soon, a dwarf quickly walked out of the training area and headed towards the kingdom.
It didn't take long.
Thorin Oakenshield, the king under the mountain, wearing a luxurious robe, came to the training area with the dwarf Balin and his nephew Kili, who had white beard and hair and looked increasingly older.
"His Majesty..."
"His Majesty..."
Seeing the king's arrival, the dwarf blacksmiths all saluted respectfully.
The first thing Thorin Oakenshield saw when he walked into the training area was the eye-catching crimson armor on the huge iron felt platform not far away, two leg armors, and the sword also placed next to the armor. A sharp dagger with an extremely rare dark red color.
"Is that all?"
Walking to the huge iron felt platform, Thorin Oakenshield asked.
"Yes, they are all here."
The stocky dwarf blacksmith with the highest status nodded.
After hearing the other party's words, Thorin Oakenshield couldn't help but reach out and touch the extremely delicate crimson dragon scale armor in front of him.
Feel the cold and smooth touch on the scales.
Thorin Oakenshield couldn't help but sigh.
Ten years ago, when his friend Morgan gave him the scales of the evil dragon Smaug.
He swore that it would only take a year to forge those scales into the armor Morgan wanted.
It's just that I completely underestimated the difficulty of forging those dragon scales.
The results can be imagined.
Morgan came again and again, but could never see the armor being forged.
So much so that I don’t bother anymore now.
This incident made Thorin Oakenshield feel like he had a lump in his throat.
Many people know the extent of Morgan's help and friendship to himself and the entire new kingdom of Erebor.
But the other party almost never made any demands on himself.
The only request I made was this matter.
Fortunately, now the forging is finally successful.
Even if it takes a full ten years.
"Kili, send a message to Mirkwood and tell Morgan that the weapons and armor have been forged."
Thorin Oakenshield stroked the armor in front of him, turned to look at the dwarf Kili behind him and said.
Kili nodded and prepared to leave.
Balin on the side suddenly said: "Morgan should not be in Mirkwood at this time. Just send the raven to fly to Shire."
After the words fell, Thorin Oakenshield immediately looked at Balin in confusion, and Kili also stopped and turned his head.
Balin continued: "I received news from Bilbo last year, saying that he will hold a 111th birthday celebration in the Shire this fall, and invite us old friends to participate."
"But in such a tense situation, we simply can't leave."
"So, I rejected Bilbo, I just didn't tell you."
"But we can't leave, Morgan will definitely go."
"Autumn is not far away now."
"Morgan must be on his way to the Shire at this time. If he had left early, he might have arrived already."
"We need to inform Morgan and send the raven directly to the Shire."
Balin said unhurriedly.
Thorin Oakenshield nodded and looked at Kili: "Then send this news directly to the Shire."
Qili quickly left the equipment forging area.
Balin walked to Thorin Oakenshield, looked at the exquisite, thick, and mighty crimson scales in front of him, and couldn't help but admired: "It's so beautiful, it's simply a work of art."
Thorin Oakenshield said relaxedly: "Yes, I can finally explain to Morgan."
...
summer night.
The stars twinkle.
The Shire, Hobbiton.
Inside a beautifully decorated Bag End.
The lights are brightly lit at this time.
On the long table in the living room.
The elderly Bilbo and Gandalf sat at a long table to dine together with a young hobbit with brown hair and a handsome appearance.
"Gandalf, thank you for coming to my birthday party."
Bilbo looked at Gandalf and smiled as he raised his glass. His wrinkled face was smiling brightly, and he was obviously in a very good mood.
"Of course, we agreed."
Gandalf smiled, raised his glass, touched it with Bilbo, and drank it all in one gulp.
Then he wiped the low wine stain on his beard and said, "When will the birthday party be held?"
Bilbo put down his glass and said, "The night after tomorrow."
"There will be a huge party and all the Hobbitons will come."
Bilbo said with a smile.
"Yes, all men, women and children will come."
"We've got the whole Hobbiton."
The young and handsome hobbit on the side also answered with a smile.
"The day after tomorrow will definitely be lively."
Gandalf smiled and took out his pipe.
"of course."
"It's been a long time since there has been any excitement. It's time to get excited."
Bilbo smiled and nodded, with some emotion in his voice, as if he remembered something.
"You're here too, now it's just Morgan."
Bilbo came to his senses, stood up, poured Gandalf another full glass of fruit wine and said.
"Don't worry, although Morgan is always late."
"But this is your birthday Bilbo, he will definitely not be late."
"Must be on the way here now."
Gandalf blew out the smoke, took a sip from the glass in front of him and said with a smile.
The words fell.
At this time,
"Bang bang bang..."
Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door.
Bilbo and Gandalf's eyes lit up.
"I'll open the door."
The young hobbit on the side said that and immediately stood up and trotted towards the door.
Soon the young hobbit came to the door and opened it.
I saw a tall and handsome human man standing in front of the gate holding a white horse.
The young hobbit immediately widened his eyes, looked at the human man in front of him and smiled: "Uncle Morgan, you are finally here."
"We just mentioned you..."
"Long time no see, Frodo."
Looking at the excited and happy young hobbit in front of him, Morgan smiled.
The young and handsome hobbit in front of me is naturally Frodo Baggins.
As the adopted son of Bilbo Baggins, he is also Bilbo's heir.
Frodo would then inherit everything from Bilbo, including the One Ring.
He is the "ring bearer" who holds the Ring and goes to Modo in the Morgan Memory plot. He is also the most important and key figure in the Future Memory plot.
"Bilbo, Uncle Morgan is here."
Frodo immediately shouted to Bilbo in the living room.
After saying that, he immediately took Morgan's reins enthusiastically and led the white horse outside.
Morgan lowered his head and walked into Bag End.
I saw Bilbo walking out of Bag End with a happy face, followed by Gandalf.
"Morgan..."
Seeing Morgan's figure appear in the hall, Bilbo immediately shouted and ran towards Morgan happily like a child.
"Bilbo..."
Morgan smiled and immediately bent down and squatted on the ground, opened his hands, hugged the old Bilbo who ran over happily, and whispered: "Happy birthday, Bilbo."
"Thank you, thank you Morgan..."
"I'm so happy to see you."
Bilbo said with a wrinkled smile.
Soon, after some simple greetings.
The three of them quickly arrived at the long table.
Bilbo hastily added a set of cutlery.
As a master, he poured Morgan a glass of fruit wine.
Morgan picked up the glass and drank it all in one go.
Take a long breath.
I just felt relaxed all over.
"I thought you wouldn't arrive until tomorrow, Morgan."
Gandalf looked at it with a cigarette in his mouth and laughed.
Morgan understood the meaning of Gandalf's words and immediately smiled: "It used to be okay to be late."
"But this is Bilbo's birthday party, so we can't be late."
After Morgan picked up the wine glass and poured himself a full glass of wine, he continued to smile and said: "This time I set off four months ago."
"It's so punctual this time. It seems that Morgan is late to gain experience..."
"Ha ha..."
Bilbo's slightly weird words immediately made several people laugh.
"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since the three of us last met, right?"
Morgan raised his glass and clinked it with the two of them.
"It's been almost ten years."
Gandalf finished the wine in the glass in one gulp and said with emotion.
Bilbo put down his glass and was about to speak when he suddenly burped.
Morgan and Gandalf immediately laughed.
"Ten years, a long time."
"My Yvonne and Ulysses weren't born yet at that time."
Morgan sighed and spoke.
It's true that he hasn't been to the Shire for a long time.
Especially after Tariel gave birth to two children, Morgan, who had already stayed at home, moved around less.
Not to mention the Shire who came so far away.
When Morgan finished speaking, Bilbo immediately looked at Morgan with wide eyes and asked in surprise: "You and Tariel have a child?"
"Or two?"
Morgan nodded and smiled: "Both of them are seven years old, so I will tell you this time."
Hearing Morgan's words, Bilbo immediately said: "Then you should have told me earlier, otherwise I would have gone and had a look."
"I really want to see what Morgan's kid looks like."
"It's also time to go meet Thorin and Balinbofur from the Lonely Mountain."
"I've always wanted to see the towering mountains lately."
Bilbo complained with a smile. Looking at Gandalf who looked unsurprised, he immediately asked: "Gandalf, do you already know that Morgan has a child?"
"Gandalf not only knows, he has seen it all."
"Just last year."
Morgan cut a piece of cheese with a knife and fork, put it in his mouth and smiled.
"Well, Morgan's two children are very cute."
Facing Bilbo's gaze, Gandalf nodded, smoked a cigarette and smiled.
"Listen to Gandalf."
"I'd rather meet you."
"I've already thought about the gifts for the children, Morgan."
Bilbo said and looked at Morgan.
"There will definitely be a chance."
Morgan kept holding the knife and fork in his hands, stuffing food into his mouth and laughing.
At this time, Frodo opened the door from the outside and came in. Holding a black raven in his hand, he walked quickly to the living room and said loudly: "Bilbo, is this the raven you told me?"
Frodo happily carried the raven into the drawing room.
The three people talking and laughing in front of the long table turned their heads and immediately recognized the black bird in Frodo's hand.
"Yes, this is the raven."
"But why would a raven appear here?"
Gandalf had the biggest reaction. He immediately stood up and walked to Frodo to pick up the raven. The raven obediently stood on Gandalf's hand and muttered a few words.
Gandalf immediately smiled, looked at Frodo and said, "Get him something to eat first."
The raven naturally understood Gandalf's words and immediately flew to Frodo's shoulder.
Frodo looked at the novelty and immediately went to prepare food for the raven.
In the living room, Gandalf returned to his desk and looked at Morgan who was eating non-stop and smiled: "Thorin said that the armor and weapons you asked him to forge have been forged."
"I asked you when you would be free to pick it up."
Hearing Gandalf's words, Morgan was stunned for a moment, and then his face was filled with surprise after he quickly reacted.
Ten years.
Ten years ago, he gave all the dragon scales and two dragon horns that he pulled off the dragon Smaug to Thorin Oakenshield.
Let him help forge armor and weapons.
Thorin Oakenshield should definitely be forged in one year.
I didn’t expect that the wait would last ten years.
He had lost all hope at first.
Because he learned from the dwarf Balin that the scales on Smaug were very difficult to forge, and the two dragon horns were even more difficult.
Unexpectedly, today will be ten years later.
Morgan finally got a surprise.
