Chapter 189 (1/2)

Ravendale.

In the exquisite and luxurious hall.

When dwarf groin put a bag of gray cloth on his hand.

Morgan felt the weight of the package and realized that this was the dragon scale armor he had asked SOLIN oak shield to forge ten years ago.

”Thank SOLIN for me.”

Morgan took the package, his eyes were slightly trance, immediately reacted, looked at groin in front of him and smiled.

”If you want Xie SOLIN, you're going to erebo, but you haven't been there for a while.” groin said directly.

”Of course, I'll go to you for a drink after I'm busy.”

Morgan replied with a smile that meeting old friends made him feel better.

I had a brief talk in the hall.

The crowd soon separated.

Because Lord eldron has ordered us to go down and prepare the banquet.

Over the past few days, not only groin and Jinli, who represent Gu Shan erebo, but also several other important members from other forces, have come to ravendale one after another.

Recently, ravendale has had a lot of guests.

Morgan Aragon and several hobbits also arrived. Naturally, a banquet will be held.

The party was well attended.

In order to avoid being rude, Morgan, Aragon and several little hobbits naturally need to take a good bath to get rid of the dust.

It's just some time before the party starts.

Gandalf has always had his own room in ravendale.

Morgan has it now.

The four little hobbits lived a little far from Morgan's house.

As for Aragon, he grew up in ravendale and lived for decades. Naturally, he didn't have to worry about his residence.

Send off the elf attendants.

When I walked into the room where I had lived many times.

There is a huge bath bucket in the room, and the fog in the bath bucket is rising.

”Click...”

Close the door and put the package containing groin on the table.

Morgan stripped himself as fast as he could and went into the tub.

When his whole body was soaked in hot water, Morgan couldn't help moaning. It was so comfortable.

This escorted several hobbits from habitun to darivendell.

Although it seems majestic, the war against those terrorist ring spirits also did not fall into the disadvantage.

But only Morgan himself knew the danger and the accumulated fatigue of his body.

At this time, he was soaked in hot water.

Morgan only felt that all his fatigue had dissipated in this bucket of hot water.

So, naturally, he lay down in the bath bucket and slept.

When Morgan opened his eyes again, the water in the bath bucket was already cold.

But no one knocked at the door. Obviously, the time has not passed for too long, and the banquet has not started yet. Otherwise, someone would have knocked at the door long ago.

Morgan had a very comfortable sleep.

Of course, this comfortable does not mean that the sleeping tub is comfortable.

After all, a bathtub can't compare with a bed.

This refers to Morgan's constant vigilance when ravendale can put down in the wild.

Let the mood relax, let the spirit relax.

In this comfortable state, take a nap and wake up naturally.

In the cold water of the bath bucket, Morgan carefully scrubbed his whole body up and down.

Out of the bath barrel, he took out the spare clean clothes from the dimensional ring, a set of luxurious and exquisite light green robes.

This was prepared for Morgan by his daughter-in-law tarrell, who was far away in the kingdom of woodland.

Putting on his robe, Morgan went to the table, looked at the gray package on the table and reached out to untie it.

Soon, a piece of armor with exquisite shape and fine lines appeared in front of me, and the whole armor body was in the shape of crimson scale.

Atmosphere, massiness, dignity, similarly, very conspicuous.

This is Morgan's first impression of this armor forged from the scales of dragon spear leather.

Good!

When Morgan saw the armor in front of him, he immediately put down his worry.

It has been ten years since the materials were handed over to SOLIN oak shield.

The other party made a commitment from the first year to two or three years.

In the end, Morgan had almost given up hope and was almost forgotten in his heart.

SOLIN oak shield surprised him.

What a surprise. He didn't expect it. After all, SOLIN oak shield and Bahrain explained to him that the forging of dragon scales is difficult.

But even if SOLIN surprised them.

Morgan was expecting, but also worried.

The scales of the dragon were hard to forge. He worried about whether the armor would be forged ugly.

But the crimson armor in front of him completely shattered Morgan's fears.

He was very satisfied with the shape and color of the armor.

The craftsmanship of the lonely mountain dwarf is really extraordinary.

Morgan reached out and touched it. The scales of the armor were cold, smooth, thick and hard.

This touch immediately reminded him of the hardest armor he had ever touched so far: the armor on the ring spirit.

But Morgan felt that the dragon scale armor in front of him was obviously harder than the armor on the ring spirits.

This dragon scale armor is a half body armor, which can only be worn to the waist and abdomen.

However, in addition to this half body armor, there are two relatively small leg armor (leg armor, as the name suggests, is tied to the leg).

And, there is also a short sword, a short sword with a handle and a blade of half a meter long and a dark red body.

The dagger should be forged from the Dragon horns he gave SOLIN oak shield.

Although there was only one handle, Morgan was satisfied.

”Good...”

Morgan played with the dark red dagger at will, happy in his heart.

”Armor can have no name...”

”But this short sword doesn't work. It's forged from the horns of the famous Dragon Shi Maoge in the north. It's worth having a name...”

Morgan looked at the dagger and thought.

At this time, a name suddenly came out of his mind: ”slaughtering dragons”.

Sixty years ago, although Morgan said he killed the Dragon smog with bud.

But only Morgan knows.

Although he made great efforts in that battle.

But he did take bud's credit for killing smog.

Although bud doesn't think so.

But Morgan himself knows.

Name this short sword ”Dragon Slayer”.

It is a goal and a wish set by Morgan in his heart.

One day, he must kill a dragon himself.

”Bang Bang...”

At this time, there was a sudden knock at the door.

”Who's knocking...”

Morgan said casually, stretched out his hand, quickly put the dragon scale armor and leg armor in front of him into the dimensional ring, and inserted the short sword dragon killing sword into the short sword scabbard at his waist.

”Bang Bang...”

People outside the door did not speak, and the knock continued.

Morgan turned to the gate, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Friends are the only ones who can be so rude.

”Click...”

As soon as Morgan opened the door, he saw a little old man with short stature, white hair and beige clothes standing in front of him with a smile.

”Bilbo...”

Morgan was surprised and immediately bowed slightly and hugged Bilbo.

Although he knew Bilbo had left shire, he went to ravendale.

But Morgan hurried to ravendale. Soon, another dwarf groin brought the dragon scale armor. For a moment, he really didn't think of Bilbo.

”Morgan, my friend...”