Above the desert, Strange stood on top of a mound and looked into the distance, "Alas, this place is ......" The wind blew on his red cloak, and a feeling of elegance suddenly arose.

"Let's go, Uncle Strange!" Little Olga Marie pulled on Rastrange's cape, "Sister Lily is still waiting for us!" ”

"Waiting for us...... "Strange looked at Olga Marie with dead fish eyes, "I'm afraid there is nothing to eat, or I have run out of food here, and I want to go to the capital of Rohan!" ”

"But that's what we're supposed to do, and Gandalf is still there!" Olga Marie said softly.

"A dark force surrounds him!" Strange gave a rare look of seriousness, "That could be ......" The green gem on his neck glittered, "The so-called Ring Spirit!" After that time, they began their journey to Idoras, the capital of Rohan, and heard a lot about important things that were happening on the continent, of course...... Gandalf led the way.

"You're saying he was in collusion with that so-called Mordor?" Olga Marie thought like a little grown-up, holding her chin up.

"No, no, no!" Strange shook his head, "On the contrary, he should be incompatible with Mordor!" "The magic of green is constantly turning, and images of the past appear out of thin air, the sense of the vicissitudes of the history of this world is slowly spreading, and the breath of antiquity is actually filling this place.

"...... this?" Olga Marie stared at Strange in surprise, "The time ...... Time!?!? Her young face was almost distorted, "Are you recreating a scene from history?" She took several deep breaths.

"When...... Of course! Strange's face turned pale, and even his lips began to crack, "It was still so easy in our original world!" The green magic glow grew stronger and stronger, and the green gem began to shine with an eerie glow, and a ripple slowly rippled on the gem.

"Forget it!" Olga Marie pressed Strange's hand, "I know this time!" She slowly pressed his arm down.

"Hah...... Ha...... Ha ...... "Strange is dressed roughly," really...... Never die again! His red cloak actually took the initiative to wipe his sweat for him, "Hehe! Strange looked at his cloak in amazement, "Incredible! He stroked the soft-textured cloak.

"I'm going to meet the king of Rohan this time!" Lily actually took the initiative to walk in front of them, "Seeing that you didn't come, I came by myself!" She squinted at Strange, "I think we'd better hurry!" Anyone with a discerning eye can see her eagerness to try.

"Is it so urgent?" Olga Marie patted the dust on her hands, looked at the sunny weather, and exhaled softly, "I'm afraid I can really see the scene of the gods!" She is looking forward to her experience.

"Let's go!" Strange took out a bottle of water from his personal space and poured it into his dry throat, as if he had encountered a sweet spring, moistening his interior and flowing through his heart, "Gandalf should be in a hurry!" "After all, there are people who want to be there, and it's not a good thing to have Gandalf, a local wizard, to travel with him.

The three of them walked quietly towards the small tent set up by Gandalf, and after a while, they saw Gandalf with a wooden staff, his gray robe fluttering in the wind, his messy beard drooping down, and he did not look like a wizard at all.

"Yo, have you finished watching the scenery?" Gandalf nodded in relief, "I've taken you over there to finish it, and I'm going to visit my friend!" His smile was bright.

"Your friend?" Strange awkwardly boarded the horse, as a modern person, it is understandable that her horsemanship is not good, and when she saw Olga Marie skillfully use her small body to climb the tall horse, she was helpless, in a sense, an aristocratic type of elitist education was more rigorous and comprehensive than Strange's education, he turned his head to Gandalf, "Is it an elf?" He thought of this bizarre species.

"I have elven friends, but not them, a hobbit who will be my future friend!" There was no contempt in Gandalf's eyes, "They're a friendly race, no greed, just good wine and barbecue, well, you should try it!" He stroked his beard.

"Hobbits, aren't they the dwarf races of this world?" Olga Marie held her chin and thought, "It should be the same friendly race!" She nodded.

Strange shook his head, and after a detailed conversation with Gandalf, he knew better that hobbits were a part of humanity. The diversity of human beings is also reflected in subspecies, such as skin color, language, and racial personality, and the hobbit is one of them. In Sinda, hobbit means "halfling", meaning that one of their distinguishing features is that they are very short. The hobbits must have been dividing for so long ago that they had forgotten their clan relationship with humans of normal height. Over the years, the hobbits gradually formed their own tribe and culture, and it is generally believed that they like idle, quiet, and stable rural life, and are happy to live a small life of seclusion and seclusion.

Lily didn't speak, staring at Gandalf's face, intrigued by what he said about his future friend.

"Alright, without further ado, let's go!" Gandalf said this, but he still raised the reins so unhurriedly to let the old horse under his feet run, and the old horse spat out a few rough breaths from his nose, and began to walk slowly, and the sound of footsteps reached people's ears.

The scenery of the steppe has always been the same, and no one has passed by, "The king of the Rohans?" Lily sat firmly on the horse's back, looking at the wide grassland, "It should be the king of knights!" "The king who runs horses on the grassland is worthy of the title of knight king," I hope that one day I can lead my knights to gallop on it! "Although she is the perfect knight king, she has the same long-cherished wish for all knights.

Finally, the outline of a large city gradually came to life, and Lily looked at the royal city in front of her, "What if...... This is the words of the British...... "She retracted her gaze, the so-called perfect king, not without wishes, but ...... "I have no chance of fulfilling my wishes in the previous place!" "A new world, of course, with new opportunities!

The wide iron gate began to rise, and the soldiers in iron clothes on top stood there like withered pines, majestic, and the aura of the army's slaughter suddenly spread.

"It's here!" Gandalf said with a smile.