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Chapter 242 Next stop!
Victory night.

Inside the resplendent and brightly lit Gondor Palace.

The atmosphere was lively and noisy.

The three huge long tables are filled with all kinds of delicacies, wines and delicacies.

Every long table is full of people.

Even if it's just a makeshift dinner party.

But the strength of the Kingdom of Gondor, the representative of the human race, has been fully demonstrated in the food and wine on the table.

In terms of exquisite dishes, the dishes in front of me are indeed not as good as Rivendell, and not as good as Roselorian in the Golden Forest.

But when it comes to rich variety, the number of gondor delicacies surpasses these two holy places of elves.

on the main table.

The acting king Aragorn sat on the top seat.

Morgan and Gandalf sat closest to each other.

Then Legolas, Gimli and Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin and all the expedition members.

And Eomer, the third marshal of Rohan, Hal Barad, the "powerful gray army", Eowyn, the princess of Rohan, Elradun and Elohir, the two sons of the elf lord of Elrond, There was even Faramir, who was seriously injured and wrapped in bandages, and wanted to go to the dinner table.

Speaking of which, simply mention it.

Before obeying the order of his father Denethor, he led a team of hundreds of people to attack the tens of thousands of Modo army in the battle.

All Faramir's warriors fell.

Although his injury looks terrible.

This is also the reason why Denethor saw Faramir crazier during the day.

Fortunately, the injuries were not fatal.

Even though Denethor knew that his younger son was not dead, he still dragged his younger son and set himself on fire.

Fortunately, Gandalf came to the rescue in time.

That's how Faramir survived.

As for Denethor's death, it was entirely his own fault.

Back to the topic.

The seats of the above-mentioned people are no longer ranked.

In short, they are all the people who played an important role in this battle.

"Come on, cheers."

"cheers."

"boom"

"Grumbling."

"Ah, it's so comfortable."

"Continued Cup."

"Gimli, drink slowly, don't be the same as last time at Fort Horn."

"Ha ha."

"You pointy-eared boy is just talkative."

"I was just careless last time"

"I definitely won't this time"

"That's not necessarily the case, you say that every time."

"Ha ha ha ha."

In the hall, there was laughter.

At this time.

The main hall door was suddenly opened from the outside.

A Gondor warrior with a happy face rushed into the hall and shouted, "Boromir, Your Excellency Boromir is awake."

The voice fell.

The originally lively hall was immediately quiet.

Immediately, various exclamations of surprise sounded.

The fastest and most violent reaction was Faramir.

With one hand tied in a bandage and hanging around his neck, he stood up abruptly, looked at the soldiers in front of him, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said directly: "Say what you just said again."

"Your Excellency Boromir woke up, just now, not long ago."

The soldier finished speaking quickly and clearly.

Faramir could no longer control himself, and turned to leave the table.

But thinking that the acting king Aragorn was still there, he immediately turned his head and said something to Aragorn, then left the table and strode out with the messenger warrior.

As soon as Faramir left, everyone in the hall came to their senses and talked a lot.

"Boromir, Boromir is awake?"

"You must know that the pharmacist of Gondor said that Boromir is hopeless, and he will never wake up in this life."

"If Lord Denethor knows that Boromir will wake up now, I don't know if he will."

"Hey, who can predict such a thing."

"However, no one would have thought that Denethor-sama's personality would become like that."

"Okay, our real king has returned now, so don't say a few words."

"Yes, the future of Gondor will only get better and better under the leadership of the king"

"Come on, drink, cheers."

There were discussions at the two tables around.

"Boromir woke up, that's great. He was injured by an arrow to save us. I'm going to see him. Which one of you is with me?"

At the main table, Merry the Hobbit stood up and looked at the crowd as he spoke.

The first to respond was his little friend and best friend Hobbit Pippin, who immediately stood up and raised his hand and said, "I, I want to go too."

"I'm going to see too"

Legolas stood up immediately.

"Count me in, that boy Boromir even said he wanted to fight wine with me."

As Jinli said, he put down the knife and fork in his hand, and wiped his oily hands with a dining cloth.

"Anyone else?"

Seeing Legolas and Gimli standing up again and again, Pippin looked at Morgan and Gandalf in a silly manner and said.

"And of course me."

At this time, Aragorn on the main seat smiled and put down the wine glass in his hand, and stood up.

Soon, after simply talking to everyone in the hall.

Aragorn took several members of the expedition team and left the palace hall quickly, heading towards the ward where Boromir was.

When several expedition partners leave.

Gandalf took a sip of his wine and looked at Morgan opposite, "Why don't you go together?"

Morgan, who was concentrating on dealing with the lamb chops on the dinner plate, then smiled and said, "I just think there must be a lot of people visiting now."

"It's better to wait until there are fewer people and he is in better health before going."

See Morgan replying like this.

Gandalf just smiled.

Perhaps Morgan wasn't telling the truth.

But that doesn't matter.

Just like his impression of Boromir who is too selfish has never been very good.

But it doesn't affect him doing his best to save Boromir at the critical moment.

Perhaps, in this respect, Morgan had similar thoughts to himself.

"Come on, cheers."

Morgan ate the last lamb chop on his plate and raised his glass.

"Have the urgent letters to the kingdoms in the north been sent?"

Morgan put down his wine glass, looked at Gandalf and asked.

"call"

Gandalf drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, let out a long breath: "Send it out"

"It will be sent out in the afternoon."

"May Thorin Oakenshield of the Lonely Mountain and Brander of the Daleland hold out till the news of our victory arrives."

Speaking of this, Gandalf's complexion immediately became heavy.

Only people who have an understanding of the whole world situation.

Only then will we know how important the war that took place in the northern battlefield this time is.

It is true that the Battle of the Pelennor Plains in Gondor caused a sensation in the whole world, and it was extremely important, and every move affected the minds of all races that were concerned about the victory of this war.

But if there is no Erebor Kingdom in the northern lonely mountain, and the Hegubang Kingdom contain the Hegu battlefield where the Dongyi army is held back.

This war will never end so smoothly.

"It's definitely fine."

Regarding Gandalf's worries, Morgan nodded seriously and said: "Erebor has cultivated and thrived in Thorin's hands for 60 years, and his vitality has recovered."

"Gandalf, you should have seen the development of the Valley State over the years when you went to the Lonely Mountain last time."

"Coupled with the addition and expansion of the Erebor gate, the current Erebor Kingdom is far more difficult to break through than the Erebor before."

"These Sorin and Bahrain must be better than you and me."

"So, I'm not too worried about them."

"In contrast, I'm worried about Mirkwood."

"The "City of Sorcery" Dol Guldur has never been wiped out. There are definitely not a few half-orcs hidden there. I am afraid they will also take the opportunity to come out this time."

Morgan spoke calmly.

Gandalf agreed.

The two have talked about similar issues more than once.

"Do not worry"

Gandalf got up and poured a glass of wine for Morgan, and comforted him: "Although the elf king Thranduil is sometimes as stubborn as the dwarves, he is not so easy to talk to."

"However, the Woodland Kingdom can survive in Mirkwood for so many years, and it will never be easily defeated."

Faced with Gandalf's comfort, Morgan could only nod: "I hope so."

Speaking of it, because even in the end of the memory plot, there is no plot about the Lonely Mountain and the Woodland Kingdom.

This makes Morgan, who can't "predict", a little uneasy, especially when his wife, daughter and son are still involved.

Gandalf, who was sitting opposite, obviously knew what Morgan was worried about.

At this time, I didn't say any more, I drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then I reached out to wipe the cigarette stick around my waist.

It was only when I touched the empty waist that I suddenly realized it.

Since he returned from death and was promoted to White Robe, he hasn't smoked for a long time.

Because of fatigue after the war.

This dinner did not last long.

night.

When Morgan lived in a spacious and luxurious room, lying on the long-lost soft big bed, he couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

He has not slept in such a bed for a long time.

But now is not the time to sigh.

Next, it is time to witness the miracle, no, it is the time to witness the harvest.

Mind moving.

Brush brush.
Stripes of pale white virtual data began to jump and flash in the void before Morgan's eyes.

【Time Traveler: Morgan】

【Race: Human】

[Biology Level: Second Level]

【Soul Power: 4】

[Attributes: Strength LV7; Constitution LV7; Agility LV6; Spirit LV6]

[Abilities: Common Language; Muay Thai LV2; White Crow Sword Technique (Proficient) LV4; Bow and Archery (Proficient) LV4; Body of Rock (Special Skill); Dragon Power (Special Skill); Skill); Eagle Eye (special skill); Flash (special skill); Dimensional Door (special skill)]

[Talent: Intimacy (Special Skill)]

[Current world exploration progress: 19.22%]

【.】

Looking at the flashing data in front of him.

Morgan squinted her eyes and waited quietly.

Soon, he saw the data behind the soul power bar.

"Four points of total soul power."

"Subtract the remaining two points of soul power from last time."

"There are only two points of soul power left."

"Two points of soul power gain"

"My harvest this time should be mainly on "killing" the head of the Ringwraiths, the Witch King of Angmar."

"Then, the one who killed the gigantic mammoth should have taken some."

"As for the other small soldiers and miscellaneous fish, the benefits to me now are very small and can be ignored"

Look at the panel data bar in front of you.

Morgan quickly reviewed his own record of killing the enemy and the analysis of his gains in this war.

After some analysis.

Morgan is quite satisfied with getting two points of soul power this time.

After all just keep your expectations to a minimum before the fight.

Then every battle after that will be a surprise.

After reading the harvest of soul power.

Morgan's gaze continued to move downward.

Soon, he saw the exploration progress of his current world: 19.22%.

Compared with the previous exploration progress.

This time, there is no doubt that the skyrocketing rate will be more and more powerful.

However, considering the importance of this time known as the Battle of the Pelennor Plains, the parties involved in the battle alone include Gondor, Rohan, Mordo Orcs, Haralds, Southern Pirates and many other races.

The importance of this battle, which determines the course of the world and its ownership, is beyond doubt.

Morgan didn't find it too strange that the exploration progress had increased so much.

Of course, analysis is analysis.

After the analysis, Morgan looked at the data in front of him: 19.22% and was happy.

Because the exploration progress of 20.00% is not far away.

And 20.00% is Morgan's estimated standard value for the next achievement reward achieved by his system achievements.

The products produced by the system must be high-quality products.

He has long been eager to see through this.

"19.00%"

"Perhaps after three months, Aragorn completes the coronation of the King of Gondor, and after all the ministers are enfeoffed, the exploration progress should reach 20.00%"

Morgan thought secretly.

Return to the soul bar again.

He is ready to strengthen, four points of soul power is enough for him to strengthen once.

The level of white crow swordsmanship and archery is still good enough for him for the time being.

Before feeling limited.

Morgan decided to push the four attributes representing the body as high as possible.

After all, compared with skills, the four attributes are obviously easier to master, and can be transformed into combat power faster.

more importantly.

Morgan was a little worried, nervous, and a little confused about his future path.

The family knows their own affairs.

The title "Time Traveler" given to him by the system on his body was full of troublesome meaning.

With the Pelenno Plains, the battle ended.

The One Ring is destroyed.

Lord Sauron died.

The main story of Middle-earth has basically come to an end.

Based on Morgan's understanding, the system is likely to let him go to the next world to fit the meaning of the title "Time Traveler".

After thinking about it over and over again, he realized that this possibility was not small.

This is also the reason why he wants to push his strength as high as possible.

If he really wants to go to a strange world as he imagined, the higher the strength, the safer.

thought here.

Morgan's eyes wandered over the four attributes.

This time, without thinking too much about it.

Morgan focused on physique, which is the most important attribute.

[This strengthening consumes 3 soul power, whether to strengthen it? 】

"strengthen!"

"Physique LV8"

Pale white light flickered.

Feel the familiar heat to warm the internal organs and flesh and blood in the body.

Morgan soon felt that his physical condition was better than ever.

"It's a pity that the existing soul power is only enough to strengthen once."

Without thinking about it, Morgan looked at the data panel in front of him again, and there was already a change.

【Time Traveler: Morgan】

【Race: Human】

[Biology Level: Second Level]

【Soul Power: 1】

[Attributes: Strength LV7; Constitution LV8; Agility LV6; Spirit LV6]

【ability:】

【talent:】

[Current world exploration progress: 19.22%]

【.】

Feel full and warm.

The war is over.

The body and mind are truly relaxed.

In addition, his physique had just been strengthened by the system at this time.

Morgan lay on the bed and dismissed the data panel in front of him, and his mood immediately became extremely restless.

Speaking of which, it has been almost a year since the last time I was with Tauriel.

For a year, he had either protected or escorted the little hobbits like an ascetic.

I didn't feel it when I was busy before.

Now the war is completely over.

The suppressed desire in Morgan's heart immediately grew wildly like weeds.

This is Gondor, the most prosperous and lively city of mankind.

Even though it was damaged a lot by this war.

But the foundation is still there.

No shortage of taverns, brothels or anything.

What's more, with Morgan's handsomeness and financial resources, it is not difficult to want a woman.

However, when he thinks that he is still in Mirkwood, his wife Tariel and his frightened daughter and son are probably still at war with the orcs in the "City of Magic".

Morgan's restless mind quickly subsided again.

Simply, he got up and walked to the window, opened the window and was about to get some air.

Then, he saw: a little far away, in a slightly bleak garden, a familiar and beautiful figure was wearing single clothes, sitting alone on the bench in the gazebo, staring at the crescent moon in the sky.

Look at that figure.

Morgan looked hesitant.

In the end, he sighed softly, turned around and took a thick robe, opened the door and walked out.

　Ps: I wrote and found that one chapter is not enough to explain this volume, and I need another chapter tomorrow~~
　　
　
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