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Chapter 173 Ring-bearer, ten years of success!

lonely mountain.

Deep in the kingdom of the dwarves of Erebor.

Weapon forging exercise area.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

The lava flames in the forging pool illuminated the surrounding area red, and the sound of metal beating and hammering could be heard endlessly.

A large number of dwarves are standing side by side in front of the huge iron felts neatly arranged one by one, waving the hammer in their hands, and the pointed hammer is struggling to beat all kinds of armor and weapons in front of them, sweating profusely, and swaying like rain.

This weapon equipment forging area is very large.

The entire forging area is subdivided into several areas. For example, the iron ore that has just been excavated needs to be transformed into a pig iron area, and the pig iron is forged into a formed steel area.

Steel is then required to be forged into semi-formed areas such as weapons or armor.

In the end, the most important weapons and armors are shaped, polished, and finally produced in the production area.

At this point in the final production area.

Four of the most skilled dwarf blacksmiths in Lone Mountain are busy around a huge iron felt platform.

In the center of the huge iron felt, what keeps the four blacksmiths busy is a crimson armor with exquisite scale patterns that is about to be formed.

When the last palm-sized scale of the crimson scale armor was successfully connected together.

Looking at the delicate, thick, and majestic crimson dragon scale armor in front of him.

The four dwarf blacksmiths could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There was also a sincere smile on his face.

It's been ten years.

Since these dragon scales were brought to the forge ten years ago.

It has been a full ten years since the forging was started under the order of King Thorin Oakenshield.

In the past ten years, only these few blacksmiths knew that the forging difficulty of these materials was extremely hard, but completely different from that of steel dragon scales.

The continuous cracking and cracking at the beginning made it impossible to forge.

To slowly adjust the temperature of the refining furnace, until finally the special refining furnace was built solely for the purpose of forging these giant dragon scales.

Only then began to see the hope of forging these giant dragon scale armors.

until now.

Even if there are countless difficulties and hardships in the middle, it is worthwhile to successfully forge such a unique dragon scale tattoo armor forged from giant dragon scales in the world.

Because forging such materials is extremely precious and extremely difficult armor.

Let the four dwarven blacksmiths who were originally very skilled have obviously raised their forging achievements and abilities to a higher level.

This is also the main reason why they have never given up trying forging for ten years.

Although there is an order from the king, the desire to forge from the bottom of my heart is the best catalyst.

Allow the four blacksmiths to devote themselves to forging with all their strength.

Only then did this unique, extremely precious, and extremely hard dragon scale armor in the entire Middle-earth world be forged.

Oh, and not just this armor set.

There is also a dagger, a dagger with a dark red blade that is unique in this world.

It was also sent with the dragon scale ten years ago.

However, the forging material of the short sword comes from the horns on the head of the dragon Smaug.

There were two horns sent in total.

However, one of them broke due to a failed exercise.

In the end, only one was successfully forged.

"Go and inform the king!"

The person in charge of the entire equipment forging practice area, a stocky old dwarf, gave orders to the waiting dwarves standing aside.

"Yes"

Soon, a dwarf quickly walked out of the practice area and headed towards the kingdom.

It didn't take long.

Sorin Oakenshield, King of the Mountain wearing luxurious robes, came to the smelting area with the dwarf Balin and his nephew Kili, who had all white beard and hair and an aging complexion.

"His Majesty."

"His Majesty."

Seeing the king's arrival, the dwarf blacksmiths saluted respectfully.

Thorin Oakenshield walked into the rehearsal area, and the first thing he saw was the eye-catching crimson armor on the huge iron felt platform not far away, the two leg armor, and the sword placed beside the armor. It has an extremely rare dark red sharp dagger.

"Is that all?"

Walking to the huge iron felt platform, Thorin Oakenshield asked.

"Yes, it's all here."

The stout dwarf blacksmith with the highest status nodded.

Hearing the other party's words, Thorin Oak Shield couldn't help but reach out and touch the extremely delicate crimson dragon scale armor in front of him.

Feel the cold and smooth touch on the scales.

Thorin Oakenshield couldn't help sighing.

Ten years ago, when his good friend Morgan gave him the scales of the evil dragon Smaug.

I swore that it only took one year to forge those scales into the armor Morgan wanted.

It's just that I completely underestimated the difficulty of forging those giant dragon scales.

The result can be imagined.

Morgan came again and again, but he still couldn't see the armor being forged.

So much so that I don't ask anymore.

This matter made Thorin Oakenshield feel like a stick in his throat.

Many people know how much help and friendship Morgan has given to himself and the entire new Erebor Kingdom.

But the other party almost never made any demands on him.

The only request I made was this matter in front of me.

Fortunately, the forging is finally successful now.

Even if it took ten years.

"Kili, send a message to Mirkwood and tell Morgan that the weapons and armor have been forged."

Thorin Oakenshield stroked the armor in front of him, then turned to look at the dwarf Kili behind him and said.

Kiri nodded and prepared to leave.

Balin on the side suddenly said: "Morgan should not be in the Mirkwood at this time, so send the raven to fly directly to Shire."

After the words fell, Thorin Oakenshield immediately looked at Balin in doubt, and Kili also stopped and turned his head.

Bahrain continued: "Last year, I received a message from Bilbo, saying that he will hold a 110th birthday celebration in Shire this autumn, and invite us old friends to participate."

"However, in such a tense situation, we simply cannot walk away."

"So I turned Bilbo down, I just didn't tell you."

"But we can't go away. Morgan will definitely go."

"Autumn is not far away now."

"Morgan must be on his way to Shire at this time. If he left early, he might have arrived already."

"We need to notify Morgan and send Raven to fly to Shire directly."

Balin said unhurriedly.

Thorin Oakenshield nodded and looked at Qili: "Then send this news directly to Shire."

Qili quickly left the equipment forging area.

Balin walked up to Sorin Oakenshield, looked at the exquisitely shaped, thick, and mighty crimson scales in front of him, and couldn't help admiring: "It's so beautiful, it's simply a work of art."

Thorin Oakenshield said relaxedly: "Yes, I can finally explain something to Morgan."

summer night.

The stars are shining.

Shire, Hobbiton.

Inside a well-decorated bag bottom hole.

At this time, the lights are bright.

On the long table in the living room.

Old Bilbo dined at the long table with Gandalf and a handsome young hobbit with brown hair.

"Gandalf, thank you for coming to my birthday party."

Bilbo looked at Gandalf toasting his glass and smiled. His wrinkled face was full of smiles, and he was obviously in a very good mood.

"Of course, we agreed."

Gandalf smiled, raised his glass, touched Bilbo, and drank in one gulp.

Then he wiped off the wine stains on his beard and said, "When is the birthday party?"

Bilbo put down his glass and said, "The night after tomorrow."

"There will be a great feast, and all of Hobbiton will be there."

said Bilbo, laughing.

"Yes, all men, women and children will come."

"We have invited a whole Hobbiton."

The young and handsome hobbit on the side also laughed.

"The day after tomorrow will definitely be lively."

Gandalf smiled and took out the pipe.

"of course."

"It's been a long time since it was lively, and it's time for it to be lively."

Bilbo nodded with a smile, and there was some emotion in his voice, as if he remembered something.

"You're here too, now Morgan is missing."

Bilbo came back to his senses, got up and poured another full glass of fruit wine for Gandalf and said.

"Don't worry, although Morgan is always late."

"But it's Bilbo's birthday this time, and he won't be late."

"We must be on our way here now."

Gandalf exhaled smoke, took a sip from the wine glass in front of him and said with a smile.

The voice fell.

At this time,

"bang bang bang"

Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door.

Both Bilbo and Gandalf's eyes lit up.

"I'll open the door."

The young hobbit on the side spoke and immediately got up and trot towards the gate.

Soon the young hobbit who had come to the gate opened it.

I saw a tall and handsome human man standing in front of the gate leading a white horse.

The young hobbit immediately widened his eyes, looked at the human man in front of him and smiled, "Uncle Morgan, you are finally here."

"We just mentioned you"

"Long time no see, Frodo."

Looking at the excited young hobbit in front of him, Morgan laughed.

The young and handsome hobbit in front of him was naturally Frodo Baggins.

As the adopted son of Bilbo Baggins, he is also Bilbo's heir.

Frodo would then inherit everything from Bilbo, including the One Ring.

He is the "ring-bearer" who went to Modo with the Lord of the Rings in Morgan's memory plot, and he is also the most important and key figure in the future memory plot.

"Bilbo, Uncle Morgan is here."

Frodo called at once to Bilbo in the drawing-room.

After speaking, he enthusiastically took Morgan's reins and led the white horse out.

Morgan ducked his head into Bag End.

He saw Bilbo coming out of Bag End looking happy, followed by Gandalf.

"Morgan."

Seeing Morgan's figure appear in the hall, Bilbo immediately shouted, and ran towards Morgan happily like a child.

"Bilbo"

Morgan smiled and immediately bent down and squatted on the ground, opened his hands, embraced the elderly Bilbo who was running happily, and said softly: "Happy birthday, Bilbo."

"Thank you, thank you Morgan."

"I'm so glad to see you."

Bilbo smiled wrinkledly.

Soon, after some simple greetings.

The three of them quickly came to the long table.

Bilbo hastily added another set of dishes.

He slowly poured a glass of fruit wine for Morgan in the attitude of master.

Morgan picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one go.

He let out a long breath.

I just felt relaxed all over.

"I thought Morgan you wouldn't arrive until tomorrow."

Gandalf watched teasingly with a cigarette stick in his mouth and laughed.

Morgan heard the meaning of Gandalf's words and smiled immediately: "It's okay to be late in the past."

"But it's Bilbo's birthday party this time, so you can't be late."

After Morgan picked up the wine glass and poured himself a full glass of wine, he continued to laugh and said, "This time I set off four months ago."

"So punctual this time, it seems that Morgan is late and has experience."

"Ha ha."

Bilbo's slightly weird opening made several people laugh immediately.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since the three of us met last time?"

Morgan raised his glass and touched the two of them and said.

"It's been almost ten years."

Gandalf finished the wine in the glass in one gulp, and said with emotion.

Bilbo put down his glass and was about to speak when he belched suddenly.

Morgan and Gandalf laughed at once.

"Ten years, a long time."

"At that time, my Ephne and Ulysses were not born yet."

Morgan sighed.

It is true that he has not been in Shire for a long time.

Especially after Tauriel gave birth to two children, Morgan, who had already stayed at home, seldom walked around outside.

Not to mention Shire who came so far away.

After Morgan's voice fell, Bilbo immediately stared at Morgan with wide eyes and asked in surprise, "You and Tariel have a child?"

"Or two?"

Morgan nodded and smiled, "Both of them are already seven years old, this time I just tell you."

Hearing Morgan's words, Bilbo immediately said: "Then you should have said earlier, otherwise I will go and see."

"I really want to see what Morgan's kid looks like."

"It's also just a matter of time to meet Thorin and Balin Bofur in the Lonely Mountain."

"I always want to see the towering mountains recently."

Bilbo grumbled and opened his mouth, looking at Gandalf who looked unsurprisingly, and immediately asked, "Gandalf, do you already know that Morgan has a child?"

"Gandalf doesn't just know, he's seen it all."

"Just last year."

Morgan cut a piece of cheese with a knife and fork, put it in his mouth and smiled.

"Well, Morgan's two children are very cute."

Facing Bilbo's gaze, Gandalf nodded, smoking a cigarette and laughing.

"Listen to Gandalf."

"I'd rather see you."

"I've already thought about the gift for the children, Morgan."

Bilbo looked at Morgan as he spoke.

"There will definitely be a chance."

Morgan kept putting a knife and fork in his hand, stuffing food into his mouth and laughing.

At that moment Frodo opened the door and came in, and walking quickly to the drawing-room with a black raven in his hand, he said loudly, "Bilbo, is this the raven you told me about?"

Frodo happily walked into the drawing room with the raven in his arms.

The three talking and laughing at the long table turned their heads, and immediately recognized the black bird in Frodo's hand.

"Yes, this is the raven."

"It's just why there are ravens here?"

Gandalf reacted the most. As he spoke, he immediately got up and walked to Frodo to pick up the raven. The raven obediently stood on Gandalf's hand and muttered a few times.

Gandalf laughed at once, looked at Frodo and said, "Get him something to eat first."

Naturally, the raven understood Gandalf's words, and immediately flew to Frodo's shoulder.

Frodo looked at the novelty and went at once to prepare food for the raven.

In the living room, Gandalf returned to his seat and looked at Morgan, who was eating non-stop, and laughed, "Thorin said that the armor and weapons you asked him to forge have already been forged."

"Ask when you are free to pick it up."

Hearing Gandalf's words, Morgan was taken aback for a moment, but soon after realizing it, his face was filled with surprise.

It's been ten years.

Ten years ago, he gave Thorin Oakenshield all the dragon scales and two dragon horns that he took off from the dragon Smaug.

Ask him to help forge armor and weapons.

Thorin Oakenshield must have said at the time that it would be successfully forged in one year.

Unexpectedly, this wait is ten years.

He was a little hopeless at first.

Because he learned from the dwarf Balin that forging the scales on Smaug's body is very difficult, and the two dragon horns are even more difficult.

Unexpectedly, today, ten years later.

Morgan finally got a surprise.

(End of this chapter)