Start with the Eye of Sauron

Beautiful fireworks bloomed over Shire, and the night made the dazzling colorful colors more conspicuous. Halflings cheered, accompanied their companions, and danced cheerfully.

Soros sat on the wooden bench, watching the fireworks blooming in the sky, and slowly calmed down.

As for Zhongtu and his party, I have already understood how great my potential is, and how strong my ability is.

In fact, if in the original world, I can face life directly and live a good life, I will always find my goal and a way out.

It is better to practice steadily than to fantasize all day long.

Fortunately, I still have a chance.

"Husband, what are you thinking?"

Looking at Soros who was staring at the sky, sitting on the bench like a wooden man, without saying a word, Adele gently pushed him, pulling Soros back to his senses.

"Thinking I got a wife, a beautiful one."

Soros turned his head, he stretched out his hand with a smile, and put it on Adele's face.

"I hate it, there are so many people here, can you be more serious?"

Adele's face was flushed with embarrassment, and seeing Soros's sincere side, she felt sweet in her heart.

"In the future, I will treat you well. No matter where I am, I will hold you in my hand and it hurts."

There is no fancy language, nor any precious gifts attached, under the night sky with countless fireworks blooming, this scene is extremely emotional.

"I hope you keep your promise."

Adele took off Soros' hand, and tapped it lightly with her lips.

"I love you, hubby~"

In the center, Frodo is giving a speech describing his desire for adult life, saying that tonight will be the day he will remember most.

After speaking for a few minutes, Frodo walked down the stage slowly. He felt that his legs were a little weak, and the applause from the audience lasted for a long time.

Many halflings came forward with presents, and handed them to Frodo, who had just come of age.

"Husband, have you prepared a gift for that halfling?"

Seeing Frodo surrounded by everyone, Adele leaned over to Thoros and whispered something.

"I prepared a big gift for him, a very expensive gift."

Soros took off the magic ring hanging around his neck and put it in his palm.

"You have decided to abandon this thing, do the halflings in Shire have the ability to resist the Lord of the Rings?"

"The hobbits are pure in heart. They are the most carefree and desireless race. Sauron is no longer able to become a great climate. It is sealed in the body of the Balrog. This thing has completed its mission."

Looking at the Lord of the Rings in his hand with some nostalgia, Soros rubbed them lightly a few times, and the Modo language that still rang out from time to time slowly sounded in his mind.

Rising, and leaving his seat, Thoros went to Frodo.

"Mr. Soros, your gift is too expensive, I can't take it!"

Frodo was astonished to see what Thoros held in his hand, for Bilbo had never seen such a beautiful ring, though he had seen great treasures.

Looking at the ring, Soros knew that it must not be comparable to ordinary jewelry. The gifts that other halflings gave him were either some food or some daily necessities. He really didn't dare to accept this gift.

"Frodo, this ring means a lot to you. It not only symbolizes your coming of age, but also means that you will assume a responsibility."

Soros put the Ring into Frodo's hand, and closed his palms.

"Keep it well, Frodo, and don't lose it, and don't let others get it. You are the next ring-bearer, and this is your duty and mission."

Frodo was a little surprised. Hearing what Soros said, Frodo had a lot of doubts. Looking at the ring in his hand, he wanted to ask Thoros thoroughly why he said those words. Ross has disappeared.

"Ma'am, let's have a dance. The night is just right, and a night of spring dinner is worth ten thousand gold. You can't miss it."

Taking Adele's slender hand, Soros wrapped his arms around her waist, and began to let go of his body following the rhythm of those hobbits singing loudly under the night of fireworks.

As the night darkened, the cheerful banquet came to an end. Soros took Adele and two servants to a tavern in the dark.

After handing over the child to the servants, Soros leaned over to see Adele's reddish face reflected in the candlelight, and gently kissed her red lips.

The simple and comfortable moments always pass quickly. Early the next morning, Soros said goodbye to Gandalf, Aragorn and his party, and left Shire.

Frodo waited for the group of people coming out of the tavern, and he wanted to catch up quickly, but unfortunately, Thoros left earlier, so he did not meet.

The ring bearer does not know the secret of the Lord of the Rings, but he must abide by his responsibilities and guard the Lord of the Rings well. . .

"Soros, where are we going now?"

When they came to a plain, Soros took the child and asked the two servants to go back to the wasteland first, saying that he still had some things to do.

Adele knew that Soros was hiding some things from herself, but that wasn't a bad thing. It seemed that he was going to surprise herself.

"Adele, I want to take you to a place."

Seeing Adele blinking her beautiful big eyes, Soros smiled at her and jumped off the horse.

"Man, you can go now."

Adele's mount also left together, leaving her and Soros standing quietly on the plain with the child in their arms.

"Sword of Judgment."

A spell was chanted softly, and before Soros' eyes, the transparent long sword appeared again.

The long sword continued to emit a little bit of light, Soros recited the spell, and after a while, one door after another appeared in front of Soros.

"What kind of spell is this? Why have I never seen it before? What is behind the gate?"

Looking at the curious baby beside him, Soros smiled and stepped forward. The door was open, and the inside was dark.

"Adele, I'm not from this world. Now, I'm going to take you home."

"Go back to what really belongs to me, that home."

Pulling Adele, Soros stepped into the opened door, and when he walked behind the door, he turned around and looked at Adele seriously.

"Honey, don't call me Soros in the future."

"Remember my real name."

"my name."

"My name is Lin Hai..."

(End of the book)