Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

"Shire..."

In the tower of Orthanc, Saruman muttered about this place, frowning slightly.

"Why would Gandalf be interested in this place?"

According to the news sent back by the informant, this guy has liked to go there in recent years, almost every year.

It's nothing to say that he went to Wayside Castle. Those two guys are in the same group, and it's not worth noting to visit occasionally.

But where the Hobbits live, is there anything special besides tobacco and some special foods?

Saruman waved his hand and called a servant.

"Go tell the spies over there to keep an eye on Gandalf and tell me all the news about him."

"And Wayside Castle, send someone to sneak in, I want to know the intelligence there."

The servant left.

Some villains and spies hiding in the forest began their actions.

"I will keep an eye on you, always..."

A few months after Saruman gave the order.

In a small village on the edge of Bree's southern district, several people with gloomy temperaments and not very good looks gathered together and secretly discussed something.

"I've found out that the access control of the roadside castle is almost non-existent, and you can enter casually."

"Is it true?"

"It must be true, this is what the informant saw with his own eyes."

"Very good, then let's go, and after the mission is accomplished, Lord Saruman will reward us."

After discussing, several people went straight to the lonely land - a prosperous land that is not as lonely as its name.

All the way to the roadside castle.

As the news said, the access control of the roadside castle is almost non-existent, and anyone can pass directly.

When they walked through the gate, the guards on the city wall glanced at them. Noticing this sight, for some reason, several villain spies felt a chill in their hearts, but out of professional spy qualities, they still walked into the city naturally.

Maybe they were calm enough, or the guards really just glanced over inadvertently, anyway, several people entered the city smoothly.

"It's really unprofessional. Even the old guard of Bree would ask a symbolic question."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense. It would be bad if others heard it. Don't cause trouble for yourself."

Out of a cautious attitude, several people first found a relatively secluded place. It was said that it was a new construction area with only some houses under construction.

Usually, there are fewer people in such places at night.

Of course, it's not rare.

A few days later, the spies started to discuss again.

One of them said: "I have confirmed that those iron golems will not go here at all. There are no guards in the city and the management is very loose."

The other nodded.

"That's easy. These days I've heard that the person in charge of this area, a 'community representative', passes by here every day with some notes and materials."

"Find a way to get those things, and then quickly escape, and the first mission can be completed."

"The old way?"

"The old way, run away immediately after the task is completed."

As the spies waited nervously, a resident who looked quite old and had a notebook between his arms came over without any defense.

"Go."

Several people followed the voice.

A moment later.

The world spun around, and several spies fell to the ground one after another.

The leader wanted to resist, but was immediately clamped by the community representative.

"Don't move, I'm saving you."

A warning came from his ear.

"You can still survive if you fall into my hands."

"If you had moved a little more just now, it wouldn't be my fist waiting for you, but--"

Clang.

Behind him, a shadow more than three meters tall raised his hands.

The spies were sweating.

Iron Golem, when...?

Ordinary fights are naturally nothing.

But just now, it sensed the killing intent, so it chased after the killing intent.

"Naive guys, you still want to fight me?"

"Before becoming a community representative, I was a ranger for five years. Your crude boxing skills are not even as good as Orcs."

This movement immediately attracted several people.

So these few onlookers naturally took over the responsibility of escorting the troublemakers and sent them to professional handling agencies.

"Villain spy, it's been a long time since I saw you. The last time was in the tavern in Bree. I heard that you were forced to live in the forest. Why did you dare to show up recently?"

The spies were silent.

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, I'll just assume you forgot it."

"But someone will remind you later."

"Heh, look at how unconvinced you are, as if you were caught just because of bad luck, just happened to meet someone who can fight, and also attracted the iron golem."

"Guess why the guards let you in?"

"No matter what you do, you will definitely fail."

"Because you have never seen tens of thousands of Orcs and giant beasts that can shake the earth with one step, nor have you ever felt the horror of the Ringwraiths."

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"And most of the residents here have experienced this."

"Aren't you here to gather intelligence? Well, you can spread the news here and tell your master behind you: the people of Roadside Castle are not flowers that will wilt when the cold wind blows, nor are they tender shoots that only rely on the protection of the lord."

"Anyone who dares to invade here will be found like a melon by following a vine, and then pay the price."

As he spoke, the military camp appeared in front of him.

"It's time to work."

The residents who were holding the spies pushed them forward and sent them through the gate.

"Help them think about what they are doing here."

"Okay."

Clang.

The gate closed.

The first batch of spies who entered the roadside fort lost contact and never left.

"This world is cruel, either be strong or die."

This sentence is widely circulated among spies.

"But no one told us that it's hard to die here..."

"Stop, stop, I say--"

Soon, a document was mixed into the daily report.

And then it was handed to Levi.

"He probably wants to be beaten again."

"Any other news?"

"Yes."

A ranger reported: "There are more idle guys in the southern part of the Shire, unlike the locals."

"They look evasive, sometimes looking at the passing vendors, sometimes squatting in the corner to eavesdrop on other people's conversations."

"When our people passed by, a few brave ones even dared to follow them, but usually they were followed in return."

Levi asked: "Did they do anything?"

"They bought a lot of tobacco leaves and food."

"Huh?" Levi raised his eyebrows.

"To be more specific, they bought a lot of longgu leaves produced in Changgu, as well as cheese from Green Hill and sausages from White Hill..."

As he spoke, the ranger took out a long list and handed it to Levi.

"All the things taken away by those who acted suspiciously are on it."

Levi read the list from top to bottom.

"Why are there only tobacco and food? Are these guys here to travel and buy goods..."

"What do you think?" Levi casually asked the ranger in front of him.

The ranger thought for a while and said, "In fact, many years ago, there were similar people who bought longgu leaves in large quantities, but we treated it as normal business trade and didn't pay much attention to it."

"Now that I think about it, they may be the same group of people."

"As for whether they are "spies" or just spies who come to find out the business intelligence of Shire, this matter is not easy to judge..."

"After all, what they have done during this period is just to buy some local specialties and send them to the east in batches."