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Chapter 174 Time, Fate!
"Then that's really good news."

"I've been waiting for this news for ten years."

Morgan looked at Gandalf and smiled, and after speaking, he picked up the tall wooden wine glass in front of him and drank it in one gulp.

These fruit wines with extremely low alcohol content are no different from drinking flavored drinks to him now.

"Waiting for ten years?"

Hearing Morgan's words, Bilbo couldn't help being surprised and said, "Morgan, what equipment did you ask Sorin to forge for you that took so long?"

"Aren't the dwarves' forging skills very good?"

Bilbo asked, looking at Morgan and then at Gandalf.

"The skills and abilities of the dwarves in forging are indeed the best among the middle-earth races."

"Morgan, what did you ask Sorin and the others to forge for ten years?"

Gandalf pondered for a while and said, looking at the opposite Morgan with the same doubts: "I'm curious too."

Morgan didn't mention this matter in front of other people, and it's normal for the two people in front of them not to know.

Morgan picked up the wine bottle again and poured himself a full glass of fruit wine before continuing: "I dived into the water and took a lot of things from the dragon Smaug."

"You have all eaten the meat of the evil dragon."

"There are also giant dragon horns, you have also seen it."

"And some scales from Smaug."

"What I gave to Thorin were the dragon's horns and those scales."

Morgan ate as he talked, and his appetite was getting bigger and bigger now.

In order to get to Bilbo's house as soon as possible today, he didn't eat anything other than some jerky early in the morning, and came to Bilbo's house for a big meal just to fill his stomach.

"Can those things really be used to forge armor and weapons?"

Morgan's voice fell, and Bilbo immediately continued to ask doubts.

He had seen similar statements in adventure novels before.

But adventure novels are just fiction, not reality.

"Well, there is such a saying, but in fact, the materials on some monsters are far less hard than steel, so there is no point in forging them."

Gandalf finished smoking a bag of cigarettes, tapped the pipe and continued: "But the dragons are different. Since ordinary arrows can't hurt it at all, it means that the scales on those dragons are already comparable to steel."

"And Morgan has faced it head-on and certainly knows better than we do."

Gandalf said and looked at Morgan with a smile.

And that's true, unless those materials are far stronger than steel, or lighter in weight.

Otherwise, there will be no meaning and value for forging.

Looking at the eyes of the two, Morgan smiled and said, "I just gave Thorin and the others a try because I saw that the scales and horns were hard enough."

"I had already given up hope, and I almost forgot."

"I didn't expect it to be actually forged by Sorin and the others."

"Speaking of which, I really want to see what the equipment forged from the scales and horns of evil dragons look like."

Morgan said with a smile.

Then came Frodo's voice.

"Then Uncle Morgan, do you have any news for Raven to bring back?"

Frodo went to the table, looked at Morgan and said, "It's almost full."

Several people looked at Frodo's expression, obviously he was having a good time with the messenger raven.

Morgan pondered for a moment and nodded, "Of course."

"Forget it, let me talk to Raven."

Morgan said putting down the knife and fork in his hand, wiped his mouth with a napkin, got up and looked at Frodo: "Where is it?"

"It's in the hall, eating corn."

Frodo laughed at the question of the raven.

As he said that, he immediately walked to the hall.

Morgan followed, and his mind immediately turned at high speed.

He was there when Gandalf interrogated Gollum in the Woodland Kingdom last year.

Knowing that Gulu had just escaped from the half-orcs of Modo before being caught by Aragorn.

At that time, Mordo should have known that the Supreme Lord of the Rings was in Bilbo's hands.

According to the plot in memory, the ring spirit team sent by the great demon king Sauron to search for the Supreme Lord of the Rings is probably already on the way to Shire at this time, and will arrive soon.

I don't know if Gandalf will leave temporarily to verify the authenticity of the Supreme Lord of the Rings.

In short, Morgan can't leave at this time.

Frodo will be the next ring-bearer, and he must follow the other party to make a breakthrough in the exploration progress of the body system.

However, the weapons and equipment entrusted to Lonely Mountain Thorin Oak Shield forging are ready.

If I want to escort Frodo next, I will face various dangers, and I must take the equipment.

But how to get it so as not to delay your trip?
Soon, Morgan seemed to think of something.

In the hall, the black raven was almost full and was picking corn kernels from the dinner plate.

I didn't feel scared when I saw Morgan coming.

Morgan walked up to the raven and stretched out his hand, and the raven naturally jumped onto Morgan's arm.

Morgan quickly uttered the news he wanted to bring to Lonely Mountain in Raven's ear.

The raven then jumped onto the dinner plate and quickly ate up the remaining corn kernels, then spread its wings and flew out of Bag End Hole through the gate, and quickly disappeared into the night sky.

Morgan and Frodo returned to the long table.

The four continued to eat and chat.

But it didn't last long either.

Bilbo was very old, and he could no longer stay up drinking with Morgan and Gandalf as he used to.

When the night begins to darken.

The four people in Bag End soon turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Early the next morning.

When Morgan awoke, it was broad daylight outside.

This time, Morgan slept soundly.

I have been running in the wild for several months.

No matter how self-disciplined he is, he overslept today.

When they got up, Bilbo and Gandalf and Frodo were all three up.

"Good morning Uncle Morgan"

"Morning, Frodo"

Frodo said hello, and walked quickly out, carrying a large sack.

Today is Bilbo's 110th birthday celebration.

As Bilbo's adopted heir, Frodo must be busy.

When Morgan came to the kitchen after washing up.

Bilbo was preparing breakfast.

Gandalf sat at the table in the middle of the kitchen, smoking and drinking tea leisurely.

Seeing Morgan coming, Bilbo immediately smiled and said, "Morgan, sit down for a while, breakfast will be ready soon."

Morgan nodded, and sat down at the dining table. After pouring himself a fragrant black tea, he took out an oak pipe, filled it with shredded tobacco, and started smoking.

The two puffed and smoked, and the bag of cigarettes was not exhausted.

Bilbo brought three full trays.

Fried eggs, fried sausages, mushroom bisque, and good white bread.

"call"

"Finally done."

Bilbo sat down at the table and let out a long laugh.

Morgan put away his pipe, took a big gulp of the hot soup, cut half of a fried egg and put it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed it, then looked at Bilbo and asked, "Are you going to leave after the birthday celebration? "

"confirmed?"

Hearing Morgan's words, Bilbo couldn't help but pause the knife and fork in his hand, and nodded: "I'm sure."

As he spoke, Bilbo put down the knife and fork in his hand, looked at the two old friends in front of him and said, "Maybe it's because I'm old, I really want to see the mountains again."

"Then find a quiet place and finish the rest of my writing."

"And Frodo, you intend to tell him?"

At this time, Gandalf took up the conversation, took a big sip of the black tea at hand, and continued: "He has already begun to suspect you."

"certainly."

Bilbo nodded, and said at once, "He's from the Bagginses, not a stupid boy from the Humbug family."

"Frodo loves you very much."

Gandalf continued speaking.

After the words fell, Bilbo fell silent immediately, and after a while he nodded and said softly, "I know."

"As long as I open my mouth, he will definitely follow me."

"But in my opinion, he must still love the Shire home deeply."

"Love the green trees, grass, streams, everything here."

Bilbo spoke softly, looking at the woods outside the window with complicated eyes.

"I'm old"

Bilbo sighed and said, looking back at the two old friends in front of him.

Gandalf is okay because he is a wizard.

But Morgan was still so young that he envied him.

But Bilbo knew that envy would not come, so he continued, "I need a holiday, and a long one."

"Also, I'm not planning to come back."

Bilbo shook his head softly and said in a lonely tone.

Listening to it made Morgan and Gandalf feel a little uncomfortable.

Time has always been the most ruthless.

"Let's not talk about this, Morgan, you have passed many years, and you are still so young, so you don't look like an ordinary human?"

Bilbo's voice changed, and he looked at Morgan immediately and asked.

"Uh"

"This, I really don't know."

Hearing Bilbo mention this, Morgan smiled and shook his head helplessly.

He can still be so young after 60 years, and he can't think of other reasons besides the system.

But there is no way to tell others about this.

"Morgan should have the blood of the Dunedain."

Hearing Bilbo ask about Morgan again, Gandalf laughed immediately, and continued: "Black hair, far outliving the lifespan of other humans."

"He can only possibly belong to the Dúnedain."

"I just don't know if Morgan is a descendant of some prominent bloodline."

Gandalf cut a piece of sausage with a knife and fork and put it in his mouth. Looking at Morgan, he continued to smile and said, "You really forgot your parents, don't you plan to investigate your identity?"

When the three of them got together before, they talked about it many times.

Morgan also talks to Gandalf and Bilbo about his parents in this body.

[Nummenor: also known as "Dundain" and "Dunedan", the most noble human race in Middle-earth, with a life expectancy more than three times that of ordinary humans]

Hearing Gandalf's teasing, Morgan could only shake his head.

There are very few memories of the original owner's parents in his body.

I just remember being brought up by my mother.

And the original owner's father, when the original owner had memory, had already died.

After the mother died of illness.

The original owner mingled in the local tavern to support himself.

"Wait, the original owner's father"

Suddenly, Morgan's heart moved slightly: "In my memory, the original owner's father seems to have died of illness as well."

"If you think about it this way, then the original owner may really be the so-called Dunedan people?"

"After all, he himself doesn't know the reason why he can live so long without aging, and he just doubts the system."

Thinking of this, Morgan immediately frowned.

This is not good news for him.

It's just that now is not the time to think too much. Looking at the gossiping couple in front of them, Morgan smiled and shook his head: "It doesn't matter anymore."

Listening to Morgan's reluctance to talk about this topic.

Gandalf and Bilbo said no more.

"It's been a long time since I fished."

"Shall we three go fishing together after eating?"

At this time, Bilbo, who was eating, suddenly looked up at the two old friends in front of him and said, "How is it?"

Gandalf was helpless: "Bilbo, today is your birthday celebration."

"The celebration is at night, it's still early."

Bilbo didn't care, and looked at Morgan as he spoke, "What do you think Morgan?"

Morgan stopped the knife and fork in his hand and said, "Then let's go together."

"After we separated this time, we don't know when we will go fishing together next time."

"that is."

After Morgan's voice fell, Bilbo immediately laughed: "I'm so old, I don't know if I will have a chance next time."

"Let's go, I'm full"

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evening.

That day, the light cluster in the sky completely disappeared from the horizon.

It was starting to get dark.

Not far from Bilbo's Bag End, in an open and wide green meadow.

The flickering lights were already on.

Tents, banners, streamers, music, dancing, tables, barrels, all kinds of good food, and lots of smiling hobbits.

Bilbo's birthday celebrations began.

Almost all the hobbit families in Hobbiton came to the scene of Bilbo's birthday party with their families.

There was joy at the scene.

Young hobbit boys and girls sang and danced to the music.

The older ones sat at the dining table and started eating and drinking.

Morgan and Gandalf were sitting on one of the tables, chatting with each other while drinking ale and eating dried fruit.

As for Bilbo, the host and birthday boy, he was sitting in front of the small stage in the square, surrounded by a large group of children, listening to his adventure stories.

Time passed slowly.

At this time, several hobbits carried a huge cake into the birthday venue.

placed in the center of the venue.

Amidst the blessings of the crowd, Bilbo stepped onto the stage in the square and began to give a speech.

Bilbo stood on the stage with a blushing face and kept saying something, and the hobbits below the square also booed and echoed very cooperatively.

The atmosphere was noisy and jubilant.

But it was at such a lively banquet venue.

As Bilbo was talking, he suddenly disappeared into the square where everyone was watching.

At this moment, Gandalf's eyes widened instantly.

Morgan on the side laughed, and Bilbo played tricks on everyone in the banquet hall just like he remembered the plot.

At this moment, noticing Morgan's strange expression, Gandalf turned his head and asked, "Morgan, you don't seem to be surprised by this?"

Morgan nodded. "Bilbo used to perform in front of me."

Gandalf: "Then why didn't you mention it to me?"

Morgan: "You didn't even ask!"

Bag bottom.

When Bilbo opened the door and walked into the drawing room humming a little tune.

Seeing the two tall figures sitting in front of him, he couldn't help being startled.

"Do you think this trick is very clever?"

Gandalf said unhappily.

But Bilbo was very happy: "Didn't you see their expressions, Gandalf?"

"Ha ha."

"There are many magical rings in this world, but you can't use them casually"

"I was just kidding"

Bilbo happily started packing up his suitcases.

Gandalf kept saying something.

Morgan sat on the bench, watching the two bickering, smoking a pipe leisurely.

After half an hour.

Bilbo was gone.

In the living room, Morgan and Gandalf looked serious, and they were sitting on a bench smoking a stuffy cigarette.

On the carpet not far in front of the two of them, a pure gold ring was lying there quietly.

At this time.

The Bag End gate was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Bilbo"

Frodo walked quickly into the drawing room, and the first thing he saw was the golden ring lying on the floor.

So, he naturally reached out and picked it up.

this moment.

Morgan and Gandalf Qiqi's eyes widened.

(End of this chapter)