Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

"Hiccup~"

At the castle dining table, Bombur burped, rolled his eyes, sat on a chair, snored, and fell asleep.

"oh…"

Gandalf shook his head: "Who will carry him into the house? I told you not to eat so much."

Old Balin patted his round belly and said:

"Forgive me, Gandalf, I have never eaten such delicious food. Everything here is so beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, the food is delicious, but it is a pity that there is no wine."

"If I had known there would be such a banquet, I would have spent all my silver coins to buy a few barrels of good wine in the town I passed by before."

At this moment, all the dwarves on the dining table were chubby and burping.

Thorin was the more restrained one, chewing the food carefully from beginning to end.

But the fork in his hand never stopped.

Seeing that Gandalf seemed to be peeking at him intentionally or unintentionally, Thorin temporarily stopped what he was doing, coughed twice and said: "I have to say that these dishes are indeed worthy of praise, and many of them are unprecedented and quite novel. ”

After finishing his review, Thorin greeted Levi again: "Thank you very much for entertaining us."

After seeing this fortification, Li Wei's image in everyone's minds was completely different from before. He was not only a wandering knight, but also a lord who went on an expedition.

Although this territory seems to have a few people, or in other words, no one has been seen moving at all, but with the ability of this lord, if he launches a call to take in the people, there will definitely be many people coming over one after another.

In addition, judging from the situation in the territory, this lord seems to be a powerful being who can use some magic. However, it is not surprising that someone who can mix with Gandalf can use some magic. There are dwarves After asking a few questions curiously, Levi did not deny it. After all, strictly speaking, these miraculous things can indeed be summarized by the word magic.

All these things can be seen with the naked eye, the attitude of the dwarves has changed a lot. They are just reckless, not stupid.

"Eat as much as you can, and don't save for me." Levi waved his hand and greeted everyone in the expedition team.

Dwarves do have huge appetites, second only to hobbits.

But even if they could eat, or even if everyone had finished eating and then carried a big bag of food, compared to the reserves that Levi had accumulated during this period, it was only a drizzle. He didn't even feel that the food reserves had decreased. .

"This is the dry food I prepared."

The dwarves looked at Li Wei's piles of dried meat, fruits and vegetables, and bread, and slowly said, "You call this dry food?"

Before this, everyone ate Kram, which is a traveling bread that dwarves and humans from the River Valley State prefer to bring. It can be made delicious, but if you want both taste and shelf life, then it is not possible. So realistic.

"I can eat this kind of dry food for the rest of my life."

One dwarf took a bite of the dried meat and muttered.

After eating and drinking, a group of dwarves walked around and visited the territory.

Levi's castle is very big and has many rooms. When you are tired of walking around, you can just find a room and sleep directly.

The night passed very peacefully.

For some reason, there are no traces of Orcs around here, and the terrifying howls that could be heard almost every day in the wilderness have disappeared, and there is no need to be vigilant when sleeping.

The dwarves went to rest one after another.

On the top floor of the castle, Gandalf leaned against the window, lit his pipe with the Ring of Fire, and smoked silently, his eyes unblinking, as if he was thinking about something.

"The pattern of Middle-earth may undergo some changes..."

Wizards or some special and powerful elves have some kind of precognitive ability. They can vaguely detect possible future trends.

"Why don't you take a rest, Gandalf."

Levi came up, sat on the chair at the back, took a bite of an apple, and threw one to Gandalf.

Gandalf caught the apple, wiped it with his robe, took a bite, and nodded.

Sweet, crispy and juicy.

"I will, um...let's just say I need to get some sleep."

"The bed you have here has a kind of magical power. Once you lie down on it, you will unconsciously want to sleep until dawn."

"What do you think of this operation?"

Gandalf suddenly asked.

"I believe it will work."

Gandalf nodded.

"I hope so."

The night passed quickly.

Early the next morning, the digested dwarves got up one after another, packed their luggage and the dry food prepared by Li Wei, and set off eastward again.

During this meal, everyone became familiar with Li Wei, and several dwarves came over to chat with him on the way.

"When you arrive at our home again, you will know that the enthusiasm of the dwarves is by no means false. Strong wine, large roasts with bones, banquets, songs, and warm stoves. Haha, you will definitely not come in vain."

"I'm looking forward to it and will definitely go if I get the chance."

Walking along, everyone soon arrived at a place that Levi was very familiar with: the last bridge.

This bridge has a long history, dating back to the First Era. The country that originally built and maintained the bridge no longer exists. Currently, Rivendell takes the initiative to assume the responsibility of maintaining the bridge.

It is precisely because of the care of the valley that the bridge remains open to this day.

"There should have been some farmers living here before."

After crossing the bridge, everyone quickly discovered a ruins with several destroyed houses scattered here and there, and the people inside were missing.

"We'll rest here tonight." Thorin ordered.

Levi opened the map and slapped his head.

Well, it's here. No wonder I didn't find it before.

When he came to the Troll Forest to look for treasure, he entered the forest from the west and chopped all the way to the east.

The place where the expedition decided to rest this time was at the southern border of the forest.

"I think it's better to keep going."

Gandalf looked at the ruins of the house and had a bad feeling that something was wrong here.

Why was the house destroyed? Where did the farmers go?

"We can go to Rivendell."

"I said I won't get close to there." Thorin walked over slowly and rejected Gandalf's suggestion.

"Why not go? The elves can help us, provide us with food, shelter, and advice, just like Levi."

Thorin glanced at Levi, then looked at Gandalf: "Maybe it's true, but I don't need the advice of those elves who don't help."

The two soon quarreled, and Levi watched helplessly beside them.

"I gave you the map and the key, not for you to hold on to them."

"I don't think it's something you should keep."

It means it was originally mine.

Thorin's words directly made Gandalf so angry that he had a heart attack.

I brought you the key and the map with good intentions, but you actually blamed me. Old Gandalf shook his head and turned away.

"Gandalf, where are you going?" Bilbo asked.

"To be with the only reasonable person in the area!"

"Who?"

"Myself!"

"I've had enough of dwarves today..."

I really want Levi to knock them all out and tie them up to Rivendell.

Gandalf suddenly stopped.

"... Levi, come with me."

"Hmm? Okay."

Levi glanced at Bilbo, indicating that he didn't need to worry, and then got up and left with the angry old man.

Bilbo looked left and right, wanting to say something but stopping.

The departure of their common friends made Bilbo, who was still here, feel a little embarrassed.

"Bombur, light a fire and cook."

However, Thorin ignored Gandalf who was leaving, and just directed everyone to prepare to rest on the spot in an orderly manner.