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Chapter 110 Must Die! 【Subscription, monthly pass】

late at night.

Inside the mayor's mansion.

The banquet hall is very lively.

At this time, the long dining table several meters long was filled with all kinds of delicacies, all kinds of wine and delicacies.

The bloated mayor of Long Lake Town and Thorin Oakenshield sat at the two ends of the table.

The other members of the expedition team sat on both sides of the long dining table.

Alfred, the despicable clerk, can only stand by the dining table at this time.

"The notice goes on, the food can be served."

The bloated mayor looked at the clerk at the side and waved his hands casually.

"Yes, my lord."

Everd had no choice but to bow and nod, then hunchbacked and shrank his neck and walked outside.

Not long ago, Thorin Oakenshield's wonderful performance in front of the square successfully used the treasure under the Lonely Mountain as a bait to fool the support of the residents and mayor of Changhu Town.

The bloated mayor of Long Lake Town also fell under the temptation of Thorin Oak Shield's identity as the king under the mountain and the promised treasure.

Very enthusiastically invited everyone in the down-and-out expedition team to enjoy a big meal.

Not only to enjoy a feast, but also to give each member of the expedition team a set of well-fitting weapons and armor for free.

The inside is delicate and thick fluffy warm clothes, and the outside is bright steel armor made of steel.

Morgan sat at the long dining table, looking at himself, the beautiful armor suits on the dwarves around him, looking at the cross sword, longbow, and quiver full of arrows.

I can't help but sigh in my heart: "In such a world, birth and blood lineage are really important."

The members of the down-and-out expedition team, who had been prisoners not long ago, were sitting in the luxurious banquet hall of the mansion of the mayor of a town in a blink of an eye.

Wearing exquisite and beautiful armor with fluff on his body, in front of him are various gourmet delicacies that are continuously served on the table like flowing water.

All this was brought about entirely because Thorin Oakenshield was King of the Mountain.

Even Bard, who is extremely frustrated today, has an extraordinary status as a descendant of the king of the Valley State.

Although to a certain extent, it will be implicated by the identity responsibility on the body.

But at the same time, because of that layer of identity, it is easier for their descendants to succeed.

Of course, this kind of identity that Morgan has brought since birth is not enviable.

He grew up in an orphanage in his previous life and didn't even have a horse.

Speaking of it, no matter in the previous life or in the present life, the second generation of creatures does have a much higher starting point than ordinary people, and it is easier to succeed.

But Morgan is not jealous, because he has a system cheat.

"My lord, the dishes are already served."

At this time, Alfred, the wretched and despicable clerk in a dark suit, walked into the banquet hall again, stood beside the bloated mayor and said respectfully.

It's just that at this moment, the bloated mayor was busy dealing with the fried billy goat eggs on the dinner plate in front of him, without even looking at the clerk next to him, he just waved his hands impatiently like chasing flies.

Alfred looked ugly, so he nodded respectfully, and then walked quickly to the outside of the banquet hall.

Seeing Alfred's hunched back and shrinking neck, he left the figure with an ugly expression.

Morgan laughed.

Not long ago, in the previous square, this guy saw himself being arrested with the dwarves, so he stared at himself and said something in the ear of the bloated mayor.

Although Morgan couldn't hear it, he could clearly sense from the eyes of the other party that it was definitely not a good word.

Morgan had already planned it out.

If that guy Alfred wants to settle this morning's account with himself in advance, and wants to make trouble for himself in public.

Morgan must not give the other party a chance.

Either he will kill Alfred first, and then flee to the lonely mountain by himself.

Anyway, during the day, everyone in the expedition team had already taken a good look at the ship.

Or he could beat the other party directly, and then hijack the other party and go to the lonely mountain with him.

Anyway, Alfred must die!

As a result, before the despicable Alfred troubled himself first.

The irritable Godvalin couldn't bear it and jumped out first, and then there was the scene of Thorin Oak Shield's large costume.

Let Morgan's pre-thought-out plans have no chance to be carried out.

But this is better, I don't have to take the risk of crossing the lake at night to go to the lonely mountain.

You can also enjoy heroic meals and treatment in the warm mayor's mansion.

"Morgan, here, cheers!"

At this moment, the dwarf Groin who was sitting directly across from him was holding a delicate glass of fine wine in front of his eyes.

Only then did Morgan come back to his senses, raised his delicate glass half full of fine wine and slammed it with Groin, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Morgan, let's have a drink."

At this time, the dwarf Fili, who was diagonally across from the long table, also raised his wine glass and approached Morgan and said loudly.

"cheers."

"Morgan, I'll have a drink with you, too."

Kili beside Fili also raised his glass to Morgan.

He drank three glasses of wine in a row, although with Morgan's current physical fitness, this drink was nothing to him at all.

But he didn't even eat a bite of the food, and there was something wrong with these dwarves toasting in succession.

There is no such thing as clearing customs in this world.

However, facing the student Kili's wine, Morgan poured the glass half full and drank it in one gulp.

Then, Bofur, the dwarf who was sitting beside him, stood up: "There is me."

Seeing the dwarf's posture, Morgan resolutely quit.

Seeing Morgan's appearance, a group of dwarves around were immediately happy.

"Haha, Morgan quit."

"I won, give me money."

"I said that the fourth cup of Morgan will quit, you don't believe me, haha"

"If it wasn't for Kili's toast for the third cup, Morgan would have quit just now."

"I see Morgan is suspicious"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, give me money"

"Ha ha."

Listening to the joy and excitement in the chatter of these short winter melons.

Morgan didn't know that he was being used by these guys again.

But that's nothing.

He also often played tricks on the dwarves.

But thinking about Hobbiton in early autumn, all the way to Changhu Town at the foot of Lonely Mountain.

Months seemed like a blink of an eye.

Seeing that this journey is about to reach the end, the expedition team is not far from disbanding.

Morgan felt a little emotional, so he filled the wine glass in front of him again, and watched the dwarves in front of him raise it up.

"Come on, may our friendship last forever!"

"Friendship lasts forever, so well said."

"pour full pour"

"Morgan, I know a female dwarf with a beautiful beard. After the expedition is over, I will go back to Blue Mountain and introduce you to each other."

"Haha, Glo Yin, you're drunk."

"Morgan already has a female elf"

"Female elf?"

"What's so good about a female elf, she has no flesh on her body, and she doesn't have a beard on her face"

"How can we dwarves be better"

"Damn it, I don't believe you're drunk, Morgan is human, you idiot."

"What's wrong with humans, humans can mess with elves, can't they mess with us?"

"Racism is heresy"

"Shut up, Groin!"

"Damn it, shut up!"

"Haha, thank you for your kindness, Gloria."

"But we humans are very dedicated."

"Come, drink, and may our friendship last forever."

"cheers."

"Hahaha"

(End of this chapter)