"Rumble..."
Autumn thunder roars.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The rain fell in torrents.
Rain and mist rose and filled the earth.
The whole world seemed to be shrouded in heavy rain.
"Boom..."
Lightning pierced the extremely gloomy sky.
In the rain.
Five figures wearing black robes, one large, four small, were walking quickly in the heavy rain and walked into the gate of Bree Town.
"Bang bang bang!"
The tall figure reached out and knocked on the iron ring on the thick door.
Not long after, an old man holding an old umbrella opened the small window in the center above the thick door.
"What are you doing here?"
The old gatekeeper looked at the tall figure and asked casually.
"stay."
The tall figure replied coldly.
The old janitor didn't care about the attitude of the tall man in front of him.
He could tell at a glance that the man in front of him was a wandering wilderness ranger, the most dangerous kind.
I asked a question out of habit and got a standard answer.
The old man quickly opened the thick door.
The town of Bree is not very large.
In order to resist invasion and provide a safer life, a tall wall was built around the entire town to surround the entire town.
This is almost the case in cities and towns around the world.
"Click..."
The thick door was opened.
The first people to walk in were not the human rangers, but four short hobbits.
The old gatekeeper looked stunned and subconsciously asked, "Aren't you alone?"
"Did I say I was alone?"
The tall man glanced coldly at the old man, and without caring about the other person's reaction, he led the four hobbits and walked straight to the street ahead.
He looked at the five figures approaching quickly from behind in the rain.
The old man muttered a few words and then closed the door.
These five are naturally Morgan, Frodo Sam, and Meri Pippin's five-man team who came all the way from Hobbiton.
In order to avoid the pursuit of the ring spirit.
The five people used the river to float from Buckberry Pier in Hobbiton to Liquor Bridge.
It took more than a day to finally reach the small town of Bree.
Morgan has been to this town more than once.
Every time he came to Hobbiton to see Bilbo, he would sit in the tavern here when passing by.
"Wow, we finally arrived in Bree Town."
"This is the first time I've been so far away from home."
"me too."
"I'm so hungry, I can almost smell the food."
"There is also wine. It just so happens that this time I can taste human wine."
"Our decision this time was really the right one..."
In the heavy rain, Morgan walked directly towards the most famous Prancing Pony Hotel in Bree Town with the four little hobbits chattering behind him.
It didn't take long.
Morgan came to a house with a logo of a galloping horse.
He turned and glanced at the four people behind him.
Seeing that no one was left behind, he strode up the stairs and opened the hotel door.
"call..."
It was raining heavily and cold outside, and the warmth and noise inside the hotel mixed with the smell of wine, food, and other smells formed a heat wave that immediately hit us head-on.
Morgan strode to the counter.
Four little hobbits walked into the hotel behind them, with different expressions on their faces.
Although they are all coming to the human world for the first time.
But Frodo, who was full of thoughts, looked curious and slightly nervous.
Sam, who followed closely beside Frodo, looked cautious.
Merry and Pippin were obviously very happy.
Although the reason for their trip was to help fellow tribesmen Frodo and Sam.
But their yearning for the world outside the Shire was also an important reason for them to come out.
"It's so lively here..."
"Yeah, I haven't tasted human food yet?"
"There is also beer. I heard that there are many kinds of beer in human pubs. I can try it this time."
"By the way, Meri, have you brought any money?"
"Of course, I am always ready for a long journey..."
Several hobbits were chattering behind them.
In front of the tall counter, Morgan was ordering food.
"A basket of white bread, grilled sausages, smoked sturgeon, a fresh mushroom soup, and five beers..."
"By the way, let's get a bigger table."
Morgan looked around the lively and crowded lobby of the hotel and knocked on the counter.
"Okay, Your Excellency, we will make arrangements for you immediately."
There was no hobbit in sight under the counter. Although the hotel owner doubted whether the humans in front of him could eat so much food, he would naturally be happy to make arrangements if the hobbit needed it.
Soon, under the leadership of the attendants.
Morgan took the four hobbits and sat at a large table against the wall.
Several hobbits looked around curiously.
Morgan was scanning the entire hotel lobby as well.
He hadn't even asked the innkeeper about Gandalf at the counter.
Because he knew that there was no way Gandalf could arrive.
Find Aragorn and stay here for one more night before hitting the road to Rivendell tomorrow.
This was Morgan's plan.
The hotel lobby was bustling and crowded, almost entirely human.
Morgan's group of four hobbits was a bit conspicuous, and people looked over from time to time.
At this time, the male waiter came over with five large glasses of beer.
I scanned the hall roughly and found no presence of Aragorn.
Morgan immediately stopped the attendant who was about to speak and asked, "Do you know a ranger named Strider?"
"Sorry sir, I don't know. I've only been here not long ago. Maybe you can ask our boss and he might know."
The attendant quickly left.
Morgan picked up the tall wine glass on the table and drank it in one gulp.
"boom!"
He put the wine glass on the table and stood up to go to the counter to ask the boss.
But I thought of the memory plot in which the Hobbit Pippin caused trouble by talking nonsense, which eventually led to the Ringwraiths chasing him.
Then he looked at the four hobbits and warned, "Don't run around."
"Don't go to other tables, and don't drink with strangers."
Morgan finished speaking as his eyes fell on Pippin.
Get up and walk to the counter.
Looking at Morgan with a pointed look.
It's like talking about yourself.
This made Pippin feel slightly uncomfortable: he was not a troublemaker.
Morgan walked away.
The four hobbits immediately felt much more relaxed.
Although it is safe to be with the legendary dragon-slaying warrior.
But it’s also stressful.
"Gulu gulu..."
"Wow, that's really good!"
Meri drank the beer in the glass in one gulp, wiped the wine stain on his mouth and sighed.
At this time, the waiter on the side was walking back with a full glass of beer.
Meili's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up and stopped the attendant to take it.
At this time, Pippin, who was feeling a little depressed, just finished the beer in his glass.
Looking at the larger beer filled with hop foam, Meri immediately asked: "Such a big cup?"
"Where are you from?"
"there!"
Merry pointed in the direction of the bar where the waiter was heading.
"I want a drink too."
Pippin said with shining eyes and immediately stood up and ran towards the bar where the drinkers were crowded.
Sam immediately said: "Hey, Uncle Morgan said we can't run around!"
But Pippin, who was greedy for Merry beer, could not listen.
He quickly rushed to the crowded bar.
In front of the front door counter.
Morgan knocked on the table and turned around to get busy. The boss immediately turned around and asked with a smile: "Do you need anything?"
"Give me a beer first. Just the one you just served. I want the biggest cup."
"Okay, please wait a moment, Your Excellency."
"boom..."
As tall as a pot, a huge iron cup full of foam and cold beer was placed in front of the counter.
Morgan picked it up and took a big sip, then asked: "Do you know there is a ranger named "Strider" nearby?"
"Strider Ranger?"
The hotel owner was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Yes, he has been drinking here almost every day these days."
"Then did he come today?"
"today..."
The boss first looked up at a few tables, where the big guy sat every time he came.
"Not here today, maybe it's not time yet."
"Every time he comes it's night."
"If you want to find him, you might as well wait until night..."
Looking at the man drinking in front of him, the boss looked up at the figures of the hobbits in the distance and said immediately: "By the way, we have a room specially prepared for those little hobbits. You want to wait for the words of the big strider?" , you might as well stay here for one night.”
"As long as that person comes, I will notify you as soon as possible."
Morgan nodded: "Okay, let's get a room that can accommodate four hobbits..."
The words have not yet finished.
A huge uproar suddenly broke out.
Morgan immediately turned around and saw a group of people pointing and talking around the bar where the largest number of people gathered.
Morgan looked at the table where the four hobbits were.
Already only the stocky Sam and Merry were seen.
Frodo and Pippin are missing!
"Damn it!"
Looking towards the bar again, Morgan's heart immediately sank.
"Frodo!"
"Frodo where are you?"
In the crowd, Pippin kept shouting.
Morgan put down the iron wine glass, looked at the boss and said, "There is no need to reserve the room."
After speaking, Morgan immediately walked to the bar.
Wearing a black robe, tall and with a long sword hanging on his waist, Morgan has a cold temperament and you can tell at a glance that he is someone who is not easy to mess with.
He walked towards the crowded bar with a serious face.
A group of drinkers who were blocking the front to watch the excitement immediately gave way.
Arriving at the bar that was surrounded by people.
Morgan stretched out his hand and the crowd was violently separated by him.
He saw that the surrounded open space in front of him was empty.
Standing nearby was the hobbit Pippin, who looked anxious.
Morgan immediately stretched out his hand to grab the empty space, and immediately caught the entity in his hand.
Morgan, holding Frodo in one hand, was about to leave.
At this time, among the crowd who had just been angered by his rough actions, a tall man with a cross sword hanging on his waist stood out in front of him.
The man blocking the way put one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and looked at Morgan as soon as he opened his mouth, smelling of alcohol.
Morgan's free right hand suddenly slapped the tall man in front of him on the face.
"Snapped!"
There was an extremely loud slap in the face.
The tall, strong middle-aged man was immediately sent flying out by the slap, and landed on a full wine table not far away.
"Bang bang bang..."
In an instant, the sound of various ping-pong-pong bangs filled the entire hotel hall.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Morgan.
The four men who had the wine table knocked over suddenly stood up, looked at the man who was half dead and fell to the ground, and then looked at Morgan who slapped the audience down.
Although he looked angry, he didn't dare to cause any trouble to Morgan.
"Uncle Morgan..."
At this time, Sam and Meri ran over nervously.
Morgan looked up at the food on his table, and immediately ordered the two of them: "Go, pack all the food on the table, and we'll leave here right away."
at this time.
Frodo's figure appeared instantly on Morgan's left hand, causing the crowd who were still watching to scream in surprise.
Morgan didn't care about the opinions of these ordinary people. When he saw Frodo's sweating, pale and panting face, he immediately let go of Frodo.
Then he quickly walked up to the counter owner who looked even more nervous, stretched out his hand and took out two gold coins.
"Is it enough?"
Morgan asked coldly.
"Enough is enough!"
The hotel owner's nervous face suddenly turned into a smile, and he nodded repeatedly.
At this time, Sam and Merry had already packed the food on the table and ran over.
Pippin, who looked nervous, and Frodo, who was still a little distracted, followed closely beside Morgan.
"Walk!"
Morgan said as he immediately turned around, opened the door and walked out quickly.
The four little hobbits quickly followed.
Although it is unclear why Morgan suddenly left the Prancing Pony Hotel.
Still so eager.
But the four of them had already followed Morgan's lead.
Follow closely behind Morgan.
At this time, the sky was completely dark.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
It was as if there was a hole in the sky, and the heavy rain poured down, making everyone unable to open their eyes.
The sky and the earth were pitch black.
Morgan and the four hobbits quickly got into the rain and disappeared.
...
"Bang bang bang bang..."
In the pouring rain, in a mountain forest not far from the town of Bree, the sound of horse hooves rumbled.
Several figures wearing black robes and riding tall horses suddenly pulled on the reins and stopped, screaming piercingly from their mouths.
Immediately afterwards, the tall black figure immediately turned around and sped away in the direction of Bree Town.
...
The town of Bree.
Morgan and the four hobbits stood in front of the door of a house with the sign "Black Knight Tavern" written on it.
Morgan opened the door and took the lead into the house.
Pippin looked at the sign above his head and muttered, "I hate the name of this pub."
"Me too."
My good friend Merry, who was walking behind me, immediately nodded: "This reminds me of those scary monsters."
The four little hobbits followed Morgan and opened the door and walked into the tavern.
In an instant, a wave of heat hit him.
Immediately, his ears were immediately filled with sounds far more noisy, lively, and noisy than inside the Prancing Pony Hotel.
There were crowded crowds, busy male attendants going back and forth, tavern maids in cool and sexy clothes, and dancers with sparse fabrics and more revealing and alluring clothes standing in the middle of the tavern hall on the small round table, dancing seductively.
The crowd of onlookers kept making cheers and the sound of coins rolling down.
Everything before my eyes.
The eyes of the four little hobbits immediately widened.
They really didn't expect that the human tavern would be so different from the Shire tavern.
At this time, Morgan, who had finished settling in, turned to look at the four excited little hobbits and waved his hand in front of them.
"Hey, don't be stunned."
"Follow me all."
at the same time.
In front of the thick gate.
The old man who heard the knock on the door was opening the door and going to the window to check.
Suddenly, a long sword stabbed in from outside the window.
The old janitor, whose head was instantly stabbed, fell silently in the heavy rain.
Then, there was a loud boom.
The thick door was violently broken open from the outside.
Several dark figures rushed into the town on horseback, rushing towards the dark rain curtain ahead.
