"Click!"

A thunderbolt streaked across the night sky, and listening to the words in his ears that only the living could enter, and only the dead could come out, Frodo's heart felt a little regretful.

But regret was useless at this point, and Frodo looked at the sweaty tall man who sat back in his chair. He walked towards the corner of the inn with his head bowed, hoping that Gandalf would show up sooner.

"Sir, eat something!" The bartender, with a tray in his hand, waited for Frodo and Tuke to sit down and walked up.

"Two beers first, and some roast and bread!"

Frodo said as he cautiously looked around, these strange black-armored warriors did not bring him any sense of security, and even in Frodo's heart, these black-armored warriors were simply no different from the Ring-Knights, and they didn't look like good people.

The bartender's service was efficient, and Frodo's beers and barbecues were served quickly.

The large steaks are steaming hot, and the fragrant bread looks extremely soft. Frodo took a sip of his beer, and with the aroma of hops, the whole person relaxed a little in this rather serious inn.

"Tuke, why don't you drink?"

Looking at Tuke, who was holding the barbecue and not drinking, Frodo was puzzled. Because he has the impression that Tuck is a hobbit who is an alcoholic, and Tuke's biggest hobby besides tobacco is drinking.

"Tobacco!" The doubts in Frodo's heart were like five rings in a row. He suddenly found that in the past few days together, Tuke, who regarded tobacco as his life, had never put on a pipe once, which was by no means like Tuke's style.

"Jingle bell!"

Before Frodo could ask the doubts in his heart, the door of the inn was pushed open again with the sound of wind chimes.

This time he walked in a man in black wrapped in a cloak, holding a beautiful sword with a ruby inlaid on the hilt.

"Empire of the Rising Sun, Court Guard!" The black-robed man who walked in stood at the door, and after looking around, Frodo blurted out a name that he hadn't heard much.

Frodo wrote down the names of the Rising Sun Empire and the Palace Guards in his heart, and he secretly looked at these black-armored warriors, and found that these black-armored warriors all put their hands on the hilt of their swords after the black-robed man walked in and said the words of the Rising Sun Empire.

"I didn't expect little Brie to have someone who knows us!" A black-armored samurai wearing a mask spoke slowly and slowly stood up from the table.

"Don't worry, I'm a Ranger, you can call me Freelander! Of course, as a Ranger, I know a little more than anyone else! The black-robed man who walked in took off his cloak, revealing a face full of vicissitudes and messy blond hair.

"Ranger, you'd better not be too troubled!"

The black-armored warrior who spoke slowly sat down, and the silence of the fallen leaves returned to the entire inn.

"May I take the liberty of asking, you are supposed to be the King's Guard, why are you here"! The Freewalker stepped forward, paused slightly beside Frodo, and asked with a smile as he sat down at Frodo's table.

"That's not what you should ask, Ranger!"

The black-armored warrior's answer was still short-lived, but this time the Freelander nodded and didn't ask anything more, because he felt the killing intent emanating from these black-armored warriors.

Having spent a long time wandering the wilderness and dangerous jungles, Freelander has a wealth of combat experience. He can sense whether the other party has ill will towards him, and he can even sense the level of danger at close range.

The black-armored warriors on the other side were dangerous, and this feeling was already detected by the Freelander from the first step into the inn.

"You're a Ranger!" Frodo looked at the Freewalker sitting beside him and asked in a low voice, "Then have you ever seen a white-bearded old man in a gray robe and a pointed hat in the wild?" ”

"See, I think you're talking about Gandalf the Grey Wizard!" Freelander unsheathed his sword and placed it on the table, looking at Frodo with a slight smile in his eyes.

"Do you know Gandalf?" Feeling the smile in Freewalker's eyes, Frodo couldn't help but ask in surprise. I didn't expect to meet Gandalf here, but I met Gandalf's acquaintances.

"Of course I do, little hobbit, Gandalf is back in the Wizard's Tower in Isengard, and it won't be back until a week at the earliest. He met me on the way and asked me to come and keep you safe! ”

Freelander raised his hand and grabbed a piece of Frodo's steak, looked at Frodo, who was full of disbelief, and said vaguely while taking a big bite to eat: "Don't look at me like that, Gandalf and I are very good friends, he told me about the matter between you, otherwise you think you can meet the Ranger anywhere!" ”

The Freewalker ate with a mouth full of oil, but Frodo was still skeptical and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't trust you!" ”

"Why not?" The Skywalker lowered his voice and smiled, "Is it because of your ring that can attract the prying eyes of the Ring Spirit, or because of the tragic memories that the Ring Spirit left you!" ”

As soon as the Freewalker opened his mouth, Frodo's biggest secret was revealed, and Frodo looked at the Freewalker with some hesitation, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Hurry up and eat, I have no ill will towards you. We're leaving early tomorrow morning, and I'm going to take you to the Elven capital of Rivendell to seek the protection of Elven King Ellon! ”

The Skywalker took Frodo's bread very well, and when he heard that he was going to Rivendell by himself, Frodo shook his head firmly, and the look of wariness in his eyes was even worse: "I won't go there, I'm going to wait for Gandalf here, it's what we agreed!" ”

"No, it's not safe here. Only Rivendell can resist the Ringwraith, and Brie is definitely not an ideal hiding place! ”

Freewalker still shook his head firmly, he knew that Frodo didn't trust him at this time, but he believed that this distrust wouldn't last long. Because the Ringwraith can sense the presence of any ring, Frodo will know who his friends are as soon as the Ringwraith is present in Brie.

Freewalker was eating bread and steak belonging to Frodo, and Tuck on the side only glanced twice, then ignored it.

Unlike Freelander, who didn't pay much attention to Tuke, Frodo looked at his friend with some reluctance. Frodo didn't believe too much in Freelander's words, and despite the fact that Freewalker appeared just right, Frodo was still wary.

"I think it's time to wait and see, if the Ringwraith Knight does show up in Brie, then these black-armored warriors will definitely make a difference. We're messing with it, and it's not too late to go to Rivendell with him! If the Ringwrath Knight doesn't show up, it means that we are safe, and we can wait here for Gandalf with peace of mind! Tuke gave Frodo an idea, and Freelander gave Tuke a surprised look before turning his gaze to Frodo.

Frodo pondered for a moment, finally nodded, and said solemnly: "If the Ringwrath Knight doesn't come, then we won't go anywhere, wait here for Gandalf to come back!" ”

"No problem, I'm sure the Ringwraithmann will come, and you'll know if I'm your friend then. Of course, if we can cause trouble, these palace guards in the Rising Sun Empire can also save us a lot less trouble! The Freelander looked at the room full of black-armored samurai, a somewhat playful smile on his face.

Freelander was a firm believer that fighting was the best way to cultivate friendship, and he had no worries about whether the Knights of the Ringwrath would come, nor did he worry about Frodo going with him.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal

"Squeak Squeak"

Just as a few people were eating and drinking, a sudden wind blew outside, and the sound of countless flapping wings accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves came from afar.

"Is the Ringwrath Knight here?" Frodo asked nervously, and then the Freelander stood up abruptly and looked out.

The Freelander was sitting next to the window, and when he heard the unusual sound, the Freelander picked up his sword and stood up and looked out the window.

Outside the window, there was no sign of the Ringing Knight, but countless bats with flashing wings, surrounded by a group of cavalry.

The cavalrymen were also clad in black armor, and hundreds of knights surrounded a cart drawn by eight black horses.

Under the influence of the heavy rain, the carriage carved with dragons and phoenixes looks mighty, and the black-armored knights are all stubborn and stubborn, and they are the elite of the elite at a glance.

"Greetings to Your Majesty, greetings to Prince Dracula!" The black-armored samurai in the room rushed out, kneeling on one knee with the armor warriors who were guarding outside, watching the black carriage coming in the distance.

"Who is this?" Frodo crossed his toes and saw a flash of lightning pass through the window, and in the midst of lightning and thunder, a young man dressed in black and wearing a crown stepped out of the carriage.

"King of the Rising Sun!"

Looking at the young king walking down from the carriage, Frodo's ears heard the whisper of the Freewalker.

ps

Some book friends pointed out that the ratio of troops to seven to one is not too great.

Here the old dragon wants to say something, the Middle-earth in the Lord of the Rings is very rich, and the ratio of seven to one troops, the old dragon thinks that there is no problem after thinking for a long time.