Black Knight Tavern.
In the room by the window on the second floor facing the street.
Morgan pushed open the door to the room.
Four hobbits walked in behind him.
The room is quite large, because Bree is close to the Shire, and whether it is a tavern or an inn, there will be rooms specially designed to receive hobbits.
Four small beds are placed side by side, but there is no extra large bed.
Apparently, Morgan wasn't planning on sleeping tonight.
Quickly walking to the glass window, Morgan glanced at the rain outside.
The direction he was looking at was where the Prancing Pony Hotel was located.
It's just that it's raining heavily outside, so I can't see anything clearly.
Several hobbits walked into the room and immediately relaxed a lot after closing the door.
Merry was walking to the candlestick on the table to light the candles, but Morgan immediately stopped him and said, "Don't light the candles."
"The lighting from the fireplace is enough."
Morgan moved the only bench in the room and sat at the long table in front of the fireplace.
Sam was taking out the packed food one by one and placing them on the long table.
"Eat them all."
"You guys go to bed after eating. We'll leave early tomorrow morning."
Morgan said and took the lead in moving his hands on the smoked sturgeon.
The five people who made the long journey were already hungry.
After eating and drinking,...
Morgan sat in front of the fireplace, took out his oak pipe and looked at the hobbits sitting on the bed and asked: "What happened in the Prancing Pony Hotel just now?"
The words fell.
Frodo and Sam Merry immediately looked at Pippin.
Morgan's gaze immediately shifted to Pippin without any hint of joy or anger on his face.
Faced with everyone's gaze, especially Morgan's very oppressive gaze, Pippin's face immediately became nervous and embarrassed.
"I just said Frodo was Baggins..."
Pippin said calmly.
The somewhat indifferent tone immediately made Frodo, who had just recovered from his composure, immediately reproach him: "Don't you know?"
"The name Baggins is out."
"Those monsters found us after looking for this name in the first place."
"How can you mention that name in front of so many people?"
Frodo spoke angrily.
The situation at that time was like this. Pippin was sitting on the bar and loudly announced to the humans that he knew Baggins. He also reached out to indicate to the humans around him that he was one of Baggins.
Having already been warned by Gandalf, he went to the bar to ask Pippin to shut up, but accidentally slipped and fell.
The One Ring immediately fell from his pocket, and Frodo accidentally took it with him when he reached for the Ring.
Then Frodo saw the most horrific sight in his life.
Of course, this also allowed Frodo to learn for the first time the secret that wearing the One Ring would allow him to become invisible without being discovered by others.
Looking at the angry Frodo, Pippin said weakly: "I really don't know."
These words made Frodo look stunned.
When Gandalf told the story, only he and Uncle Morgan were present.
Pippin and Merry, who happened to join the team later, did not know it.
"Didn't I tell you not to run around?"
"Why did you go to the bar area to drink alone?"
Morgan, who had already heard the general idea, looked at Pippin with a calm expression and asked.
Pippin could not refute these words, and he fell silent.
From the memory of the plot, Morgan knew that Pippin was the most careless one and would always cause trouble from time to time.
He had specifically warned him before.
In the end, Pippin still couldn't be stopped.
But since fate has sent him and Merry two hobbits.
Morgan had no reason or intention to let them leave.
After all, in the future in the memory plot, they contributed to the victory of the final war between Middle-earth and Sauron.
Now just knock Pippin down.
"Okay, there's still a long way to go tomorrow, so go to bed early."
After Morgan finished speaking, he ignored Pippin and looked at the other three in front of him.
He raised his legs, filled up the tobacco, lit a fire, and started smoking with an oak pipe in his mouth.
It's not a pleasant life on the run these days.
Now there was a soft bed to sleep on, and the four little bastards quickly climbed into bed.
It was pouring rain outside.
It was warm inside the room.
In the fireplace, a small fire burned quietly.
Morgan sat on the bench, looking thoughtfully at the flames.
When the four hobbits in the room began to snore.
at this time.
"ah..."
An extremely harsh and high-pitched scream suddenly came from outside the window.
The four hobbits who were sleeping soundly woke up from their sleep in an instant.
One by one, they sat up suddenly, their eyes widened, and they looked out the window nervously.
Such harsh and terrifying screams are very familiar to them.
But seeing Morgan sitting in front of the fireplace very calmly and smoking a cigarette, the four hobbits suddenly relaxed a lot.
"Are the Ringwraiths catching up again?"
Mei Li looked at Morgan anxiously and asked.
"certainly..."
"Not only did they catch up, but they should be in the Prancing Pony Hotel at this time."
"That's why I brought you here."
Morgan spoke calmly.
But the four little hobbits couldn't calm down.
To them, those monster Nazgul, which are neither humans nor ghosts, are the most terrifying things they have ever seen in their lives.
Now, even in the worst nightmares, the most terrifying images have turned into those of the Ringwraiths.
Then I heard Morgan's words.
Several hobbits also understood immediately.
Although it is not clear why those Ring Spirits are chasing after them so accurately.
But they believe that it must be related to the Lord of the Rings on Frodo.
The four hobbits soon fell asleep again.
Silence returned to the room.
outside the window.
The heavy rain is still pouring.
Hua Hua Hua Hua...
Downpours wash over the world.
The ferocious rain shows no signs of abating.
In the dark rain.
Only the dim oil lamps on the street can slightly illuminate the surrounding area.
There is a galloping horse logo hanging in front of the Prancing Horse Hotel.
Several tall dark figures on black horses were still wandering around, seeming to be discussing something.
In the distance, there is a dark street corner and alleyway.
A dark figure stared at the black figures on the black horses in front of the Prancing Pony Hotel for a long time, their pupils shining with scarlet light.
Then he turned around and walked into the rain.
after an hour.
Black Knight Tavern.
In the lively and noisy hall.
A wet figure stood in front of the bar with a long sword hanging on his waist and a long black robe.
"Does a human and four hobbits live here?"
"have..."
"Tell me about their rooms."
"Oh, our tavern won't reveal our guests casually..."
"Snapped!"
Before the bartender finished speaking, the figure in black robe reached out and slapped two silver coins on the bar.
"On the second floor, on the left, it's the last room!"
"Don't say I said it..."
The bartender's voice came from behind, and after receiving the news, the figure in black robe immediately strode towards the second floor.
inside the room.
Morgan was holding a pipe in his mouth and looking at the fireplace in front of him in trance.
at this time.
"Bang bang bang!"
A harsh knock on the door suddenly sounded.
Morgan's expression changed, he stood up suddenly, and drew out the elf sword:
"who?"
