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Chapter 22 Thief 【Please recommend】

Looking at the dilapidated house in the corner of the camp that was so dilapidated that only one house frame remained.

Morgan's mind immediately remembered the relevant plot in memory.

In the plot, Gandalf and Thorin Oakenshield had a very fierce quarrel because of the route problem.

The place of that quarrel was in a dilapidated wooden house in a temporary rest camp.

Not far from the forest where the wooden house was located, there lived three giant trolls.

Because when it was about to rest at night, the horses of the expedition team were stolen.

The dwarves went in search of the horses, and only then did they discover the existence of the trolls.

Originally, Morgan had a deep impression of this plot in his memory.

Because after Gandalf killed three trolls with sunlight, the expedition team not only found a lot of treasure in the cave where the trolls used to hide.

At the same time, he found a very precious elf sword, which Morgan remembers deeply.

It was just a battle last night, running from midnight to early morning.

In addition, after just stopping to rest, Morgan was busy checking the system harvest and strengthening these things.

The mood was up and down, and there was no time to pay attention to other things.

As for the barbecue meal in the morning, Morgan went to training quickly because of the unbalanced body after strengthening.

That's why he didn't notice that he came to this abandoned wooden house.

"What's the matter Morgan?"

At this moment, Bilbo saw this and followed out, asking hastily.

"Do you know why Gandalf and Thorin quarreled?"

Morgan turned to Bilbo and asked.

"Uh, because the distance is a bit far."

"I seem to have heard Gandalf say that he was going to some valley or something, and Thorin seemed unwilling to do so."

"As for the rest, I don't know."

Bilbo shrugged.

"really!"

Hearing Bilbo's words, Morgan was basically sure that he had come to the place where the three trolls lived.

"I see."

Morgan nodded, turned and returned to the tent.

Bilbo followed, and asked again: "Morgan, Gandalf should be back, right?"

Morgan turned his head and smiled, "Don't worry, Gandalf will definitely come back, don't forget that he is a wizard."

After speaking, Morgan returned to the tent.

The news that there are three trolls living not far from this camp must not be told to other people, only to know.

Because Morgan couldn't explain why.

But now that I know that there are a lot of treasures and elf swords in the ogre's hideout.

How to find a way to get the maximum benefit is what Morgan should think about now.

It is only in the morning now, if the heavy rain outside can continue to fall, it will last a whole day.

The team may continue to live here temporarily.

If the rain stops once, Thorin Oakenshield will definitely let the team continue on the road.

Also, Morgan remembers that in the memory plot, the expedition team encountered the orcs immediately after copying the treasure sword in the hole of the three trolls.

It's just that in the plot, it seemed that it was the first time the expedition team encountered a half-orc.

Now in fact, the team was spotted by the orc scouting team last night.

The plot has changed.

The current expedition team is likely to be found by the orcs at any time.

Even during the day!
Morgan has not forgotten that it is tomorrow in the plot, after copying the troll cave.

The expedition team was the orc they encountered during the day, and it was still sunny.

Although half-orcs don't like sunlight, they don't like to be active during the day.

But when encountering enemies like dwarves, they may be dispatched at any time.

Anyway, Morgan had to do it as soon as possible if he wanted to make a fortune out of the cave where the three trolls were hiding.

Otherwise, it doesn't matter whether the team is going on the road or the orcs are coming.

Morgan's ideas will be ruined.

"Morgan, are you going out to take a shower?"

At this time, Bilbo, who was stripped down to only a pair of shorts, asked excitedly.

His thoughts were interrupted, Morgan turned his head and glanced at Bilbo, then heard the laughing and laughing voices of the dwarves outside, and said, "Of course, you go first."

It is not easy to take a bath during a long field trip, especially when most of the time is spent walking in places like alpine forests.

If you can't meet rivers and streams, you can only wash with rainwater.

Speaking of it, apart from worrying about clothes, dry food and other things that are afraid of being wet by the rain.

The expedition team is still looking forward to the rainy day, because they can take a bath.

So did Morgan, of course.

"Hurry up and take a shower first."

Seeing that the dwarves were taking a bath outside, Morgan didn't bother. He took off his boots and leg armor, and only wore a pair of baggy shorts. Morgan walked out of the tent.

"Boom"

"Huh, huh, huh."

Looking at the pouring rain pouring down outside the tent, the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a rain curtain.

Morgan felt that the downpour would have been more perfect without the roar of thunder in the sky.

Watching the dwarves stretch their teeth and claws in the rain excitedly, yelling.

Morgan was a little worried, worried that these dwarves would hurt him when they were struck by lightning.

After half an hour.

Morgan returned to the tent.

After drying her wet hair, Morgan quickly changed into a leather armor.

After thinking about it, if he wanted to make a fortune from the troll cave/**** as soon as possible without letting others doubt him, he could only act alone.

Morgan was fully dressed, with a long sword on his back, a long bow and quiver on his back, and was about to go out.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from outside the tent.

"Oh my god, what a monster is that?"

"Damn it, that monster stole our horse."

"Fili, hurry up, stop that monster!"

"Quick, call someone else"

I heard a rapid exclamation from outside.

Morgan immediately seemed to have thought of something, and was overjoyed, and quickly walked out of the tent.

At this moment, Bilbo, who had just rushed in from the rain in his shorts, bumped headfirst into Morgan's waist.

"What happened?"

Morgan asked as soon as he caught Bilbo.

"There's a monster out there, a big, big monster"

Bilbo spoke and gestured, his face a little flustered.

"I see."

"Gandalf is not here, so be careful yourself."

Morgan patted Bilbo on the shoulder and strode straight into the rain.

A dozen pony horses were tied up in the woods on the edge of the camp.

An exclamation was heard from outside.

All the dwarves who were in the tent rushed out with weapons.

"Morgan, what's going on?"

"I do not know either."

"Over there, let's go."

It rained harder and harder.

In the pouring rain.

When Morgan and a group of dwarves hurried to the woods where the horses were tied, they held weapons.

From a distance, in the woods a little far away, a huge monster with a figure of at least three meters high was tightly clamping a pony in its big hands.

In the other hand, he was holding a dead tree trunk and smashing it randomly.

In front of the tall monster, two dwarves, Fili and Kili, were jumping up and down with daggers in their hands, interfering with the progress of the tall monster.

At this time, seeing Morgan and his party arriving, they hurriedly shouted: "This way."

(End of this chapter)