Victory night.
Inside the magnificent and brightly lit palace hall of Gondor.
The atmosphere was lively and noisy.
Three huge long tables were filled with all kinds of food, wine, and delicacies.
Every long table was full of people.
Even if it’s just a makeshift dinner party.
But as the representative of the human race, the strength of the Kingdom of Gondor has been fully demonstrated in the food and wine on the table.
In terms of the exquisiteness of the dishes, the dishes in front of me are indeed not as good as Rivendell or Lothlorien in the Golden Forest.
But when it comes to rich varieties, the number of gourmet delicacies in Gondor exceeds those of these two elven holy places.
On the main table.
Aragorn, the acting king, sat at the top.
Morgan and Gandalf sat nearest each other.
Then came Legolas, Gimli and Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin and other members of the expedition.
There are also Éomer, the third marshal of Rohan, Halbarad, the "Grey Warrior", Eowen, the princess of Rohan, Elladan and Elrohir, the two sons of the elf lord Elrond, There was even Faramir, who was seriously injured and had to go to the table even though he was wrapped in a bandage.
Having said that, I will briefly mention it here.
In the previous battle, he followed the orders of his father Denethor and led a team of several hundred people to attack the Morda army of tens of thousands.
Faramir's warriors were all destroyed.
Although his injuries looked horrific.
This is why Denethor saw Faramir going even crazier during the day.
Fortunately, the injuries were not fatal.
Although Denethor knew that his youngest son was not dead, he would still drag his youngest son and himself on the road to self-immolation.
Fortunately, Gandalf came to the rescue in time.
This allowed Faramir to survive.
As for Denethor's death, it was entirely his own fault.
Back to the topic.
There is no order of priority for the seats of the above people.
In short, they are all people who played an important role in this battle.
"Here, cheers..."
"cheers..."
"boom..."
"Gulu gulu..."
"Ah...it's so comfortable..."
"Continued Cup..."
"Gimli, drink slowly, don't be like last time at the Horn Castle..."
"Ha ha..."
"You pointy-eared boy is just a mouthful..."
"I was just careless last time..."
"I will never..."
"That's not necessarily the case. You say that every time..."
"Ha ha ha ha..."
In the main hall, there was laughter.
At this time.
The door of the main hall was suddenly opened from the outside.
A Gondor warrior looked happy, rushed into the hall and shouted: "Boromir, Lord Boromir is awake."
The words fell.
The originally bustling hall immediately fell silent.
Immediately, various surprises and exclamations sounded.
The one who reacted fastest and most violently was Faramir.
One hand was tied with a bandage and hung around his neck. He stood up suddenly, looked at the soldiers in front, suppressed the excitement in his heart and said directly: "Say what you just said again."
"Lord Boromir woke up just now, not long after he woke up."
The soldier finished speaking quickly and clearly.
Faramir could no longer control himself and turned to leave the table.
But thinking that the acting king Aragorn was still there, he immediately turned around and said something to Aragorn, then left the table and strode out with the messenger warrior.
As soon as Faramir left, everyone in the hall realized it and started talking about it.
"Boromir, Boromir is actually awake?"
"You must know that the pharmacist of Gondor said that Boromir was hopeless and would never wake up in this life..."
"If Lord Denethor knew that Boromir would wake up now, I don't know if he would..."
"Hey, who could predict such a thing..."
"But no one expected that Lord Denethor's character would become like that..."
"Well, our real king has returned now, so don't say a few words..."
"Yes, the future of Gondor will only get better and better under the leadership of the king..."
"Come on, have a drink, cheers..."
There was a lot of discussion around the two tables.
"Boromir is awake. It's great. He was injured by an arrow while trying to save us. I'm going to see him. Which one of you is with me?"
At the main table, Hobbit Merry stood up and looked at everyone as he spoke.
The first person to respond was his little friend and good friend, the hobbit Pippin. He immediately stood up, raised his hands and said, "I, I want to go too."
"I'll go take a look too..."
Legolas stood up immediately.
"Count me in, that boy Boromir even said he wanted to have a drink with me..."
Gimli said as he put down his knife and fork and wiped his oil-stained hands with a table cloth.
"Anyone else?"
Seeing Legolas and Gimli standing up again and again, Pippin looked at Morgan and Gandalf a little stupidly and said.
"And me, of course."
At this time, Aragorn, who was in the main seat, put down the wine glass in his hand with a smile and stood up.
Soon, after briefly talking to everyone in the hall.
Aragorn quickly left the palace hall with several members of the expedition team and headed towards the ward where Boromir was.
When several expedition mates left.
Gandalf took a sip of wine and looked at Morgan across from him and said, "Why don't you come with us?"
Morgan, who was concentrating on the lamb chops on the dinner plate, paused with his knife and fork, and then said with a smile: "I just think there must be a lot of people visiting now."
"It's better to wait until there are fewer people and he is in better health before going."
See Morgan reply like this.
Gandalf just smiled.
Maybe Morgan wasn't telling the truth.
But that's not important.
Just like his impression of Boromir, who is too selfish, has never been very good.
But that doesn't stop him from doing his best to save Boromir at the critical moment.
Perhaps, in this regard, Morgan has the same view as himself.
"Here, cheers..."
Morgan ate the last lamb chop on his plate and raised his glass.
"Have the urgent letters to the various kingdoms in the north been sent out?"
Morgan put down his wine glass and looked at Gandalf and asked.
"call..."
Gandalf drank the wine in one gulp and took a long breath: "Sent it away..."
"It will be sent out in the afternoon."
"I hope Thorin Oakenshield of the Lonely Mountain and King Brand of the River Valley can hold on until the news of our victory arrives..."
Speaking of this, Gandalf's expression immediately became heavy.
Only those who understand the entire world situation.
Only then will we know how important the war that took place on the northern battlefield this time is.
It is true that the Battle of Pelennor Fields in Gondor shocked the whole world and was extremely important. Every move affected the minds of all races who were concerned about the victory of this war.
But if it were not for the Valley battlefield in the northern Gushan Kingdom of Erebor and the Valley Kingdom that contained the Dongyi army.
There was no way this war would end so well.
"It's definitely no problem."
Regarding Gandalf's concerns, Morgan nodded seriously and said, "Erebor has been recuperating in Thorin's hands for sixty years, and his energy has been restored."
"Gandalf, you should have seen the development of the River Valley State over the years when you went to the Lonely Mountain last time."
"Coupled with the addition and expansion of the Erebor Gate, the current Erebor Kingdom is far more difficult to break than the former Erebor."
"Thorin and Balin must know better than you and I..."
"So, I'm not too worried about them."
"In contrast, I'm worried about Mirkwood."
"The "City of Witchcraft" Dol Guldur has never been completely wiped out. There are not a few orcs hiding there. I'm afraid they will take the opportunity to come out this time..."
Morgan spoke calmly.
Gandalf agreed.
The two have discussed similar issues more than once.
"Do not worry..."
Gandalf stood up, poured a glass of wine for Morgan, and consoled him: "Although the Elf King Thranduil is sometimes as stubborn as the dwarves, he is not so easy to talk to."
"However, the Woodland Kingdom has been able to survive peacefully in the Mirk Forest for so many years and will never be easily defeated."
Faced with Gandalf's comfort, Morgan could only nod: "I hope so."
Speaking of which, there is no plot about the Lonely Mountain and the Woodland Kingdom in the memory plot even at the end.
This makes Morgan, who is unpredictable, a little uneasy, especially when his wife, daughter and son are also involved.
Gandalf, who was sitting opposite, obviously knew what Morgan was worried about.
At this time, he said no more, drank the wine in the glass, and then reached out to the cigarette rod at his waist to wipe it away.
It was only when I touched my empty waist that I suddenly discovered it.
Since he returned from death and was promoted to white robe, he has not smoked for a long time.
Because of the fatigue after the war.
This dinner didn't last long.
night.
When Morgan stayed in the spacious and luxurious room and lay on the soft big bed that he had not seen for a long time, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
He hadn't slept in a bed like this for a long time.
But now is not the time to sigh.
Next, it’s time to witness the miracle, no, it’s time to witness the harvest.
Thoughts moved slightly.
Brush brush brush...
Lines of pale white virtual data began to jump and flash in the void in front of Morgan's eyes.
[Time Traveler: Morgan]
[Race: Human]
[Biological Level: Level 2]
[Soul Power: 4]
[Attributes: Strength LV7; Constitution LV7; Agility LV6; Spirit LV6]
[Ability: Universal Language; Muay Thai LV2; White Crow Swordsmanship (Proficient) LV4; Archery (Proficient) LV4; Rock Body (Special Skill); Dragon Power (Special Skill); Charge (Special Skill); Mental Shock (Special Skill) Skill); Eagle Eye (Special Skill); Flash (Special Skill); Any Door (Special Skill)]
[Talent: Intimacy (Special Skill)]
[Current world exploration progress: 19.22%]
【......】
Look at the data that keeps flashing in front of you.
Morgan narrowed his eyes and waited quietly.
Soon, he saw the data behind the soul power column.
"Four points of total soul power..."
"Minus the two points of soul power left last time..."
"There are only two points of soul power left."
"Two points of soul power gain..."
"My gain this time should be mainly from "killing" the Witch King of Angmar, the leader of the Ringwraiths..."
"Then, the one who killed the huge mammoth should also have taken some..."
"As for the other little soldiers and miscellaneous fish, the benefits to me now are very small and can be ignored..."
Look at the panel data bar in front of you.
Morgan quickly reviewed his enemy-killing record and harvest analysis in this war in his mind.
After some analysis.
Morgan was quite satisfied with the two points of soul power gained this time.
After all just keep your expectations to a minimum before the fight.
Then every battle after that will be a surprise.
After reading Soul Power Harvest.
Morgan's eyes continued to move downward.
Soon, he saw the exploration progress of his current world: 19.22%.
Compared with the last exploration progress.
There is no doubt that the surge this time is even bigger and more powerful.
However, considering the importance of this battle known as the Battle of Pelennor Fields, the participating parties involved include Gondor, Rohan, Mordor Orcs, Haralds, Southern Pirates and many other races.
This battle determines the course and destiny of the world, and its importance is unquestionable.
Morgan didn't find it too strange that the exploration progress had increased so much.
Of course, analysis is analysis.
After the analysis, Morgan looked at the data in front of him with joy: 19.22%.
Because the 20% exploration progress is not far away.
Twenty percent is Morgan's estimated standard value for the next achievement reward for his system achievements.
The products produced by the system must be of high quality.
He was already eager to see through this.
"Nineteen percent..."
"Perhaps after three months, after Aragorn completes the coronation of the King of Gondor and enfeoffs all the ministers, the exploration progress should reach 20%..."
Morgan thought secretly.
Return to the soul bar again.
He was ready to strengthen. Four points of soul power were enough for him to strengthen once.
The level of White Crow Swordsmanship and Archery is still enough for him to use for the time being.
Before feeling limited.
Morgan decided to push the four major attributes representing the body as high as possible.
After all, compared to skills, the four major attributes are obviously easier to master and can be converted into combat effectiveness faster.
more importantly.
Morgan was a little worried, nervous, and a little confused about his future path.
My family knows their own affairs.
The name "Time Traveler" given to him by the system on his body is full of trouble-making meaning.
With the end of the battle in the Pelennor Fields.
The One Ring was destroyed.
The demon king Sauron died.
The main story of Middle-earth is almost over.
Based on Morgan's understanding, the system will probably allow him to go to the next world, in order to fit in with the meaning of the title "Time Traveler".
After thinking about it over and over, he was shocked to realize that this possibility was indeed not small.
This is also the reason why he wants to push his strength as much as possible.
If he really wanted to go to a strange world as he thought, the higher his strength, the safer he would be.
Think of this.
Morgan's eyes flickered over the four major attributes.
This time, there was no overthinking.
Morgan focused on physique, which is the most important attribute.
[This enhancement consumes 3 soul power. Do you want to strengthen it? 】
"strengthen!"
"Physique LV8..."
Pale white light flashes.
Feel the familiar heat that warms the internal organs and flesh in your body.
Morgan soon felt that his physical condition was better than ever.
"It's a pity that the existing soul power can only be strengthened once..."
Without thinking any more, Morgan looked at the data panel in front of him again, and there was already a change.
[Time Traveler: Morgan]
[Race: Human]
[Biological Level: Level 2]
[Soul Power: 1]
[Attributes: Strength LV7; Constitution LV8; Agility LV6; Spirit LV6]
【ability:...】
【talent:...】
[Current world exploration progress: 19.22%]
【......】
Feeling warm and full.
The war is over.
The body and mind are truly relaxed.
In addition, his physique has just been strengthened by the system at this time.
Morgan lay on the bed and dismissed the data panel in front of him, and his mood immediately became extremely restless.
Speaking of which, it has been almost a year since the last time I had a warm relationship with Tariel.
Over the past year, he had been either protecting or escorting the little hobbits like an ascetic.
I didn’t feel it when I was busy before.
The war is now completely over.
The suppressed desire in Morgan's heart immediately grew like weeds.
This is Gondor, the most prosperous and lively city in mankind.
Even though a lot of it was damaged by this war.
But the foundation remains.
Whether it's a tavern or a brothel, there's no shortage of anything.
Besides, with Morgan's handsomeness and financial resources, it would not be difficult to get a woman.
However, when I think about my wife Tauriel and her frightened daughter and son who are still in Mirkwood, they are probably still at war with the orcs in the "City of Witches".
Morgan's restless mind quickly subsided again.
Simply, he got up and walked to the window, opened it and was about to get some air.
Then, he saw: a little further away, in the slightly bleak garden, a familiar and beautiful figure was wearing single clothes, sitting alone on a bench in the pavilion, looking at the crescent moon in the sky in trance.
Look at that figure.
Morgan looked hesitant.
Finally, he sighed softly, turned around, took a thick robe, opened the door and walked out.
