Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

Some people are always very active. They make a decision one second and set off the next.

That night, two figures rode out of the White City and ran fast on the grassland.

At the same time, Ecthelion found his father Turgon and showed him the golden apple.

"Does it really have such an effect?"

A golden apple that will never decay and can save lives can be called a treasure in terms of efficacy, appearance or material, even from the broad vision of the ruler of the most powerful human kingdom in Middle-earth.

"Yes, father, I believe that Lord Levi will not lie."

Gently taking the golden apple handed over by his son, Turgon's hand holding the apple sank slightly, and he felt that his heart sank with the apple.

This apple... is really heavy in every sense.

"I'll give it to you to keep."

After thinking for a moment, Turgon returned the golden apple.

"I can't use this thing in my current body."

"Yes... Father."

The golden apple was quickly put into a custom-made small box and placed in a safe place.

After discussing this matter, Turgon asked again:

"I heard that you held a small banquet. How was it? Did you have a good time together?"

"Very relaxing. Levi showed us his superb cooking skills. It was quite delicious. Senger and I couldn't help drinking more wine."

"That's good."

Turgon nodded and asked again:

"Where is our friend now?"

"If it's convenient, I will visit him again tomorrow."

"He is no longer here, father."

"When did it happen?"

"Just now, he dragged Senger out as soon as the party ended. He should be outside the city now."

"What did he do?"

"He..."

Exelion was a little speechless for a moment, not knowing what expression to make.

"He said he wanted to give the King of Rohan a good beating. Thinger agreed with his idea and offered to go with him."

"Okay, I see."

Turgon replied, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"He is such a filial child."

…

"Are we just going to go there?"

When the night was about to pass and the sky was just getting light, Levi and Thinger had crossed the Merlin River, the boundary between Gondor and Rohan, and officially entered Rohan.

Dew dotted the grass, and occasionally one or two drops were affected by the vibration caused by the horse's hooves not far away, and rolled down with a thin layer of frost on it.

"Otherwise, you can't fly."

"Okay, but can we take a break? I feel a little difficult to breathe." Thinger made a request.

"That's all your own fault."

Levi turned his head and looked at Thinger, who was wrapped tightly in a wide robe and dark cloth behind him, even covering his head, without any mercy.

At this moment, his eyes were exposed, and those who didn't know would think he was a bandit.

"There's not many people around here, can't you take down those thick cloths first."

"No, no, I don't want anyone to see my face."

Sengger said stubbornly: "I said at the beginning that I would never return to this land again. Now even if I'm just passing by, I don't want to be discovered."

"Okay, then you have to be careful not to suffocate yourself."

"So can we take a break?"

Sengger made another request.

Well, it looks like he's really going to suffocate.

The horses stopped and the bonfire started.

Levi took out the pot and put it on it, picked two mushrooms from the rotten wood on the side of the road, and planned to cook a mushroom soup with meat.

"That mushroom looks too bright in color, and the cut surface will change color. To be honest, I doubt it. Is it really edible?"

Seeing that Levi was about to throw the washed mushrooms into the pot, Senger expressed his concern.

"Don't worry, it will definitely be fine."

"How do you know?"

"I've eaten it."

If there is no poison buff after eating it, it is a good mushroom.

"This is really... quite convincing."

Gululu.

Fresh aroma wafted from the pot, making people hungry.

"Even if it's just for this bowl of soup, I feel that I didn't run in vain this night."

Senger took the bowl handed over by Levi and couldn't wait to drink a mouthful.

"This kind of mushrooms and meat stewed together is really delicious. I remember its method. Do you mind if I pass it on to my family? It's a pity that they can't eat this kind of thing."

"Whatever you want, as long as you can do it."

"That's what you said."

Even though the soup in the bowl was still steaming, Senger drank it up in three or two mouthfuls, and then filled another bowl.

Huh——

When the second bowl of soup was finished, Senger exhaled a long breath, spitting out all the heat accumulated in his lungs, and felt relaxed all over.

How long has it been since I last felt this kind of relaxation like an outing.

Inexplicably, Senger felt quite happy-until a group of black spots in the distance gradually approached.

He quickly put down the wooden bowl in his hand, put on his robe, and wrapped his face with a cloth scarf again.

Rumble...

The vibration gradually approached, and a group of cavalrymen smoothly dispersed to both sides not far from the two people until they completely surrounded them.

Only then did Levi gently put down the soup in his hand and stand up from the stone.

"Greetings to you, steeds of Rohan."

He waved hello to the cavalrymen, who were clutching their lances.

"They are not hostile." Sengel reminded in a low voice.

"The spear wasn't pointed at us, and..."

Just as he was talking, a man walked out from behind the cavalry. He first dismounted and then took off his helmet.

Take off your helmet - this means you are off guard and the person coming is a friend, not an enemy.

"Greetings, Legend Levi."

As he spoke, he bowed to Levi.

"Judging from the armor style, this is the marshal of Rohan. By the way, 'marshal' is the highest military rank in Rohan, equivalent to the commander-in-chief of Gondor."

Sengel, whose face was covered, continued to whisper reminders in Levi's ear.

"You seem to know Rohan well."

The marshal looked at Sengel with a somewhat surprised expression. After thinking about it for a moment, he exclaimed again:

"Hey, wait, is this voice yours, Your Highness..."

"You admitted your mistake!"

A sharp voice suddenly sounded next to him, scaring Levi so much that he turned his head and glanced.

I saw Sengel shouting at the top of his voice: "I'm just a traveler passing by!"

"Oh, oh...that's it."

The marshal looked meaningfully at the sweaty 'traveler' in front of him and said to Li Wei:

"Excuse me, we didn't mean to disturb you, you just happened to pass by our patrol area."

He pointed to a direction to the west and said: "That's Fort Alde over there, which is also where our cavalry is stationed. If you need a place to rest, you can follow us to stay there first."

"I appreciate your kindness, but I am in a hurry. I will continue on my way after dinner soon."

"Then I wish you a safe journey."

Nodding to Levi, the marshal put on his helmet again and mounted his horse.

"Right."

Before leaving, he turned around and asked: "It's just a matter of routine. Can I ask about the direction and purpose of your trip?"

"Go to Edoras and beat your king."

"What!?"

The marshal's eyes widened, looking at Levi on the left and Sengel on the right.

"Say it again?"

"I said, I'm going to beat up your king!"

"Sorry, the wind is a bit strong and I can't hear you!!"

A few meters away, the marshal shouted at the top of his lungs, turned around, waved his hand, and quickly ordered: "Let's withdraw!"

They left.