Early the next morning, when Wayne was about to leave, he was surprised to see Bilbo, who was of short stature, leading a horse half a head taller than him, walking far from the village.

After arriving at Wayne's cabin, Bilbo coughed a little embarrassed, tilted his head, looked at the witcher who was almost half a body taller than him, and said:

"Hey! Wayne, it occurred to me yesterday that you don't seem to have the right horse. ”

"If you're walking in the wilderness to Brie Town, it's not only dangerous, but it's also a long way to go back and forth."

"This is the largest Shire horse my uncle old Baggins ever raised."

"It's still a little small for you, but you know, it's pretty much the biggest horse we've ever had as hobbits."

Bilbo scratched his head, this Mr. Baggins didn't have much experience making friends with outsiders, but he still had a good heart.

"Don't refuse, it's better to have a horse to drive away wild beasts than to have two legs."

With mud on his feet and morning dew on his clothes, Bilbo had apparently been busy with this since the morning.

Looking at Sharma, who was following him, well-behaved, with a white background and a slightly dark coat, Wayne nodded with some emotion.

"Thank you, you think so thoughtfully, my friend."

Wayne leaned down and patted Bilbo on the shoulder, but looking at the white shire horse with black spots, he shook his head with some regret, and said to Bilbo:

"It's not that I want to refuse your kindness, though. Haven't you always wondered how I came to your Shire from far away? ”

"You don't think I'm here on my legs, from another country, do you?"

With an inexplicable smile on the corner of Wayne's mouth saying this, he took out the magic pattern storage bag hanging around his neck, and under Bilbo's shocked gaze, he put his palm into the cloth bag that didn't look big, and took out a huge gorgeous blanket that had been rolled up.

Then, as Wayne threw the blanket towards the ground, the purple-gold patterned blanket unfolded and flattened automatically, suspended twenty or thirty centimeters from the ground, and trembled slightly in the shape of a wave.

"Wow! Wayne! What's going on? ”

"You actually took out such a large blanket from a small pocket, and how can your blanket still float on the ground, what is this? It's amazing! ”

Seeing the magic flying carpet thrown by Wayne, Bilbo's mouth was a little closed in surprise.

Although the legend of wizards is widespread in Middle-earth, it is rare to actually meet wizards and see these casters who can use witchcraft.

In the face of Bilbo's surprise, Wayne smiled and waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to make a fuss, and then stepped onto the flying carpet, sitting cross-legged in the center of the flying carpet.

"My friend, I didn't tell you before because I didn't want you to be too surprised."

"I'm actually a witcher, a monster expert who travels constantly, helping people eradicate evil monsters."

"And under my feet is a magic flying carpet that can take me to the sky, fly like a bird, and help me travel around the world quickly."

"Haven't you always wondered why I'm carrying a sword? Because that's my weapon, my helper to slay monsters. ”

"So, your worries are unfounded, I don't need horses, and no beast can hurt me, I'll be to Brie soon, much faster than you think."

The width of this magic flying carpet is about one meter two, the length is nearly two meters, and the thickness is only two centimeters, although it looks delicate but a little weak.

However, after a strong man like Wayne sat on it, he didn't move at all, and with his manipulation, he slowly rose and fell, which was obviously very easy to control.

Hearing Wayne's answer, Bilbo's mouth was open, his eyes were wide open, and his head couldn't seem to turn around.

After about ten seconds, he slowly closed his mouth, and circled around Wayne's magic flying carpet several times, wanting to reach out and touch it, but he didn't dare, and said in a somewhat high-pitched voice:

"Oh my God! It's amazing! Really, hobbits throughout Hobbiton won't believe that you can fly on a blanket! ”

"It must be witchcraft! Right? ”

"I've heard legends, I've read those books, there are wizards in this world, and when I was a kid, there was a white-bearded wizard who always came to us and set off fireworks for us."

"I don't remember his face or name, but you said you were a witcher, could a witcher be able to unleash witchcraft just like a wizard?"

Wayne stretched out his hand to soothe Bilbo's surprised emotion, and as he explained, he jokingly said:

"Witchers and wizards are different professions, but I do be able to unleash some magic."

"By the way, I'm about to leave, do you want to try what it's like to fly into the sky before I go."

"You are my friend, and I am willing to serve you."

Unfortunately, the current Mr. Bilbo is only forty years old, and he wants to live a few more forty years, although his eyes are full of longing, but the hobbit's natural timid and cautious make him very hesitant.

In the end, Mr. Baggins, who circled Wayne's magic flying carpet three more times, reached out and touched the gorgeous and solemn pattern on the flying carpet, shook his head, and said as if comforting himself:

"Forget it, Wayne, it's important for you to hurry, I won't delay your time."

"But when you come back from Brie, be sure to show me some of your magic, and then let me sit on this magic flying carpet and try what it's like to fly like a bird."

Wayne shook his head regretfully, he waved goodbye to Bilbo, and then controlled the magic flying carpet to circle around Mr. Baggins twice, and flew a hundred meters into the air.

Under Mr. Baggins' fascinated gaze, he soon left Hobbiton and disappeared into the sky.

And flying at a height of 100 meters, people can't help but feel a little emotional.

Princess Gianna in the world of Azeroth is really a clever lady, and the magic flying carpet she made for a certain filial son is even better than she imagined.

When flying in the air, it is not only stable and fast, easy to control, but also does not consume much mana, with Wayne's current mana reserves, even if he flies in the air continuously for a whole day, he does not need to rest.

The only pity is that in Middle-earth, there is no chaos magic, and after Wayne's magic power is consumed, in addition to taking magic potions to speed up the recovery speed in his body, he can only honestly eat and sleep to slowly fill up the chaos magic.

This also leads to the fact that if he wants to fight in Middle-earth, he must use swordsmanship or alchemy bombs as the main means of attack, and like the Demon Hunter Seal, which he is best at, it can only be used as a means to press the bottom of the box, and it is used cautiously and sparingly.

But fortunately, he still wears a Dolan ring on his finger, and some of this magic equipment can restore his magic power through killing, and when necessary, he can also use special means to speed up his mana recovery.

………………

Brie is a fairly old town, originally a human settlement, but with the various ethnic wars of the Second and Third Ages, the invasion of the Witch Kings of Angmar, the migration of hobbits, and the flight of the northern dwarves hundreds of years ago.

Today, the town is a small town with a mix of hobbits, dwarves and humans, with a large artisan and inhabitant population, and is also a well-known trading place throughout the Brie region, where travelers and merchants from different kingdoms often take short breaks.

And in one of the largest blacksmith shops in Bury Town, the dwarven prince Thorin. At this time, the oak shield was also concentrating on forging the goods for sale, but his heart was constantly thinking about his own thoughts.

Since the dwarves of the Lonely Mountain fled to the south, under the leadership of this dwarven prince, they have gradually lived a stable life from the beginning of hunger and cold by working for others, forging iron, growing food, hunting and fishing, and engaging in various industries.

Unfortunately, because the number of female dwarves is too small, the population growth of the entire group is quite slow, and the south is not a favorite environment for dwarves after all, there are a large number of humans, hobbits and other races and kingdoms, and there is no real territory for the dwarves themselves.

Prince Thorin has missed his former hometown of Lonely Mountain more and more, and it has gradually become the long-cherished wish of this dwarven prince to recapture Lonely Mountain, which has been passed down to his grandfather, his father, and the entire Durin family.

It's a pity that in the face of the dragon Smaug, which is hundreds of meters long, and in the face of this terrifying monster that is invulnerable and no weapon can harm it, Thorin Oak Shield has so far had no way to defeat this evil dragon.

The dwarf prince struck the iron embryo one by one, and the powerful force knocked the iron embryo on the anvil into sparks, and soon, a short sword forged from steel gradually took shape under the beating of the dwarf prince, and several dwarven apprentices beside him pulled the bellows while studying seriously, and their hearts couldn't help but admire the superb craftsmanship of His Royal Highness the prince in this group.

At this moment, there were suddenly several exclamations outside the blacksmith shop, and Thorin Oak Shield, who was also standing at the door, subconsciously looked in the direction of the exclamation.

I saw that in the clear sky, a rectangular purple-gold blanket appeared in mid-air at some point.

As it quickly descended from the sky, a strong, handsome man suddenly jumped off the blanket and landed not far from the blacksmith's shop.

The handsome man looked around for a moment, then beckoned to the blanket floating on the ground, and the purple-gold yellow-green blanket automatically turned into a roll and landed on the man's hand.

Finally, under the surprised gazes of the surrounding passers-by and Thorin, the handsome man took out a cloth bag from his arms, and then, as if by magic, stuffed the gorgeous blanket that was rolled up more than a meter long into the palm-sized cloth bag in his hand.

(End of chapter)