"My dear Frodo!" exclaimed Gandalf, "as I have said before, hobbits are amazing creatures. You can learn all their ways in a month, but after After a hundred years, they still have a way of surprising you if necessary. I could hardly have expected such an answer, even from you. Bilbo had not chosen the wrong heir, though he had little thought that it would prove to be the case. How important.”
Aragorn also smiled for the first time, and his eyes towards Frodo became much gentler.
"But I still have to say, that's it for tonight." Gandalf laughed: "You have heard too many truths and secrets today that are beyond your imagination, and you have not had dinner. We will wait until tomorrow morning to talk about everything. "
Only then did Frodo realize that it was completely dark outside and the stars were already bright. The chirping of nightingales and owls sounded from time to time, and the earth became silent.
So Frodo screamed, jumped up from his chair, and hurriedly went to boil water: "This is really rude, I haven't prepared dinner yet. Gandalf, you are right, no matter how important it is, You can't go on an adventure without having dinner, that's not Hobbit tradition."
Aragorn and Gandalf both laughed. "Indeed not," they said.
In the evening, Frodo and Gandalf chatted in the living room for most of the night. They talked about many things, including interesting stories from various places and the changes in the Shire over the years.
Aragorn had been listening quietly, keeping his own affairs secret.
Finally, Frodo couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep first. Gandalf and Aragorn had just begun their conversation.
At first Frodo could hear a few words, but gradually he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. In his dream, Frodo suddenly saw himself leaping over mountains and plains, crossing forests and rivers, and arriving at a mountain covered in flames and smoke. That is Mount Orojun in Mordor in the East, also known as Mount Doom.
A demonic figure wrapped in flames and shadows sprang out from the mountain, wrapped in evil wind and boundless terror, and attacked him, almost engulfing him.
Frodo screamed in horror.
At this moment, a figure jumped out from behind him and fought with the demonic figure. The eyes of this bright god-like figure emitted golden light, the roar in his mouth was like thunder, the sword in his hand emitted blue and red firelight, and the monstrous flames and shadows on the demonic shadow were shattered by him.
"Frodo, quickly, throw the ring into the lava."
The figure in the light knocked the demon to the ground and shouted loudly to Frodo. Frodo could not see his appearance clearly, but in his confusion, Frodo knew clearly that it was his companion. So he staggered into the doomsday fissure.
It was a world full of fire and poisonous smoke. At the end of the long stone path is the boiling lava of Oluojuin, with tongues of fire and thick smoke rolling up from time to time.
A voice sounded inside Frodo.
"Let go and you will be free."
Frodo tore the necklace from his neck and held it tremblingly before him. That golden little ring seemed to possess unimaginable magic power, which made him hesitate and be fascinated.
"No, this is my baby!"
A shrill, terrifying howl suddenly sounded! Frodo's eyes shot open and the dream disappeared. Then he found that he was holding the ring tightly in his hand.
"Morning."
In the living room, Gandalf and Aragorn seemed to have stayed up all night. They saw the little hobbit coming out of the bedroom with a cold sweat on his face, and said hello.
"You don't look well, dear Frodo." The wizard looked at his expression carefully, and said with worry: "Have a glass of milk. I hope the hot milk will make you feel better."
"Breakfast is on the table. My opinion is: if you don't want to go hungry, it's best to finish it as soon as possible, because we will be on the road soon." Aragorn said.
In fact, Frodo was not in the mood to eat at first. Last night's dream was so clear and real, and the sad wailing kept echoing in his ears, as if it foreshadowed his end. This put him in a terrible mood.
But the thought of starting an adventure of his own soon made Frodo feel much more excited. He ate the breakfast prepared by someone who didn't know who. It was some baked small cakes and fresh milk. Simple but enough heat. "I'm ready," he shouted.
"These are your salutes. I have prepared them for you." Gandalf thoughtfully brought over a small package, which contained several changes of clothes and many handkerchiefs - ah, the wizard still remembers how sharp Bilbo was back then. cried that he had forgotten his handkerchief. "It's not too far of a journey. I mean, if we go well, we won't be too long on the road, and these will be more than enough."
"Success?" Frodo keenly discovered the crisis hidden in the wizard's mouth.
"Didn't you listen to me last night?" The wizard began to pick up his pointed hat and cane, and hung his sword on his waist. A pair of black eyes that were as bright as stars showed a little solemnity: "Frodo, before I leave, Over the years in the Shire, the wilderness has become more dangerous. Malevolent eyes have been lurking dangerously around this land. Even with the cleaning up of homeless people and Elpera Kingdom guards, these depraved guys still seem to be destroyed. The endless weeds spread again when the wind blows a little."
"Otherwise, why do you think I brought Aragorn here? He is the capable officer who escorts us to Rivendell."
Looking at Aragorn who had put on his cloak and sword again, Frodo nodded silently. This is indeed not so wonderful news, thought the hobbit.
This unpleasantness refers to the possibility of encountering dangers on the road. However, Frodo felt that the development of things might be beyond everyone's expectations.
He didn't know why he had this premonition, but since last night's extremely real dream, Frodo vaguely felt that he had some sense of his destiny.
In fact, when Frodo and the others were ready to set off, they still encountered a small problem.
"Mr. Frodo, where are you going?"
Sam Gamgee looked in surprise at his master who looked like he was about to go on a long journey. He and Gamgee Sr. were both gardeners for the Baggins family at Bag End and had helped the Baggins tend their gardens for decades. Even after Frodo moved from Bag End to Buckland, the loyal Sam still followed his old master and came to Buckland to help him take care of many things in his life.
However, they don't live together. Instead, a new small house was built by the river not far from Frodo's old house.
In addition, Pippin and Merry also stood with Sam with surprised expressions. Apparently, the friends came to play with Frodo early in the morning. After all, their relationship has always been good.
At that time, it was just dawn, and the lush canopy of the old forest in the east was shining with a very beautiful green light in the morning light. To the west, the Baranduin River was tinkling, and some early birds were chirping and flying south. go.
"Ha, Frodo, Gandalf, and this unknown gentleman, are you going on a long journey?" Pippin, the troublemaker, jumped out from behind Sam excitedly, "I want to say, you are too It’s not interesting enough, why don’t you take us with you?”
Merry noticed the 'dangerous' looks in Gandalf and Aragorn's eyes behind Frodo, and couldn't help but shrink back and said nothing.
"Why did I forget you!" Gandalf recognized this troublemaker - the boys of the Took family were more difficult to deal with than ordinary hobbits. They would get into all kinds of troubles, among which Gandalf was deeply impressed. On Bilbo's 111th birthday, these two stupid boys secretly lit the fireworks he brought, and everyone almost didn't get burned——
"It's none of your business, Pippin of Took! Merry of Brandybuck! And you, Sam Gamgee! Stay out of the way, it's for your own good! Forget about seeing Frodo. Absolutely clean! Don’t tell anyone who asks!”
Pippin, Merry, and Sam were startled by the stern look on the wizard's face they hadn't seen for a long time. They were all Frodo's friends, and they also learned a lot of inside information about the Black Knight and the colorful city in the north from Frodo's mouth - of course, only what they could know. I am very interested in the story between Frodo and the wizard.
But the development of history has obviously taken a new route. Frodo was the Ring Bearer and was qualified to participate in the meeting that decided the fate of Middle-earth, but these members of the original Fellowship of the Ring did not have this benefit.
However, at this moment, Sam Gamgee was so happy that he blurted out: "Is it related to the ring?"
Gandalf and Aragorn frowned at the same time.
Frodo rubbed his little hands anxiously. He didn't tell his friends about the ring, but he always had the silver necklace hanging around his neck, so it was difficult to hide it from those close to him. And doesn’t anyone doubt the changes in him?
at the same time.
Bree.
This human town, located at the crossroads of East Avenue and North Avenue, close to the southwest corner of Chet Forest, has been one of the largest human gathering places in the north since ancient times.
The humans here have brown hair, are short in stature, but very strong, and have optimistic and independent personalities. They are rumored to be the earliest inhabitants of this area, descendants of the first humans who roamed west of the Middle World in the past. Only a few survived the wars of ancient times;
However, when the kings crossed the sea and returned, they found that the Bree people were still there, and when the memories of the ancient kings were lost in the grass, the Bree people were still there.
And with Turka Aracano officially taking over the north, eliminating and vigorously rectifying the security of various roads in the north, the Bree area has ushered in rapid development.
There are many humans, hobbits, and even dwarves living here. Some mountain people ruled by the Silver King sometimes choose to settle here. Many travelers and merchants from the south will stop here, and some residents of the northern kingdom will also choose to pass here when venturing out, heading to the southern valley or the dwarf kingdom of Khazad-dûm.
As a result, gradually, Bree and the surrounding villages of Achet, Qom and Steddo became the most well-informed and prosperous areas in the north.
Prancing Horse Inn.
The liveliest pub in Bree.
The two were relatively tall compared to dwarves and hobbits. The extremely tall and muscular Mysterio was hiding in the shadows of the corner, talking to each other.
They wore thick gray cloaks, which they did not take off even in the house. Therefore, no one could see their faces clearly. They only knew that under the dim candlelight of the tavern, two rays of light, one black and one white, would occasionally emerge from their wide hoods.
"Even now, I still have to say: This is too unwise. Father will be angry." The person on the left side of the table said: "And the people here are filled with too many rumors, which makes human beings here easily corrupted. , I don’t like it here.”
But the people on the right say, "But this is part of human nature and we need to understand all this."
"You dote on humans too much." Aratu said, his golden vertical pupils covered by magic tricks showing a trace of dissatisfaction.
Nolatu hummed twice and did not refute his brother.
Because they spoke very ancient Quenya and their voices were extremely quiet, no one could understand what the brothers were saying. And whether it was their body size or the swords they placed at their hands, it was clear that these two cloaked guys were not easy to mess with. As a result, no one in the Great Prancing Horse Inn paid attention to the two princes who had sneaked out.
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