Chapter 631
The Holy White Council
Chapter 631 The Holy White Council (Continued)
"Oh, this fruit wine seems quite potent; you should try it!"
Tom has always been an optimistic person, and even knowing that Middle-earth was about to lose its spiritual energy did not affect his mood much.
At this moment, he proudly presented his specially made seven-colored fruit wine.
This time was different from before; after taking a sip, a large amount of colorful smoke would come out of the nose and ears.
Tom shivered with a sense of relief.
Meanwhile, after traveling for so many days, the four hobbit children finally enjoyed a delicious meal.
Tom's wife, Goldenberry, is the daughter of the Anduin River God. She is outstanding in both personality and cooking skills.
Even the mischievous Piping and Meili were well taken care of by her.
However, after seeing Mike and Tom drinking, the four little ones all looked envious.
Hobbits love life and enjoy it; smoking and drinking are commonplace for them.
Even hobbit children have the right to enjoy these things.
"What, are you interested in my fruit wine too?" Tom, who was happy to share, noticed the envious looks on the four little ones' faces.
After seeing them nod, Tom poured each of them a small glass of fruit wine, reminding them, "Although the ingredients for this rainbow fruit wine are fruit, it's not low in alcohol, so please drink it carefully."
With their eyes fixed on the vibrant, colorful fruit wine in their glasses, the four hobbit children couldn't hear a word Tom was saying.
After casually agreeing with Tom, the four little ones couldn't wait to pick up their glasses.
The rich fruity aroma, mixed with a sweet fragrance, made the four little ones drink it all in one gulp after just a small sip.
In an instant, the hobbit children, who had been tired from their journey, felt refreshed all over. The warmth and aroma of alcohol made them feel dizzy, and colorful smoke billowed from their ears and noses.
"I guarantee this is the most delicious wine I've ever tasted..."
"Pip, there's a rainbow in your mouth..."
"..."
The two lively little ones cheered, fueled by the alcohol.
On the other side, Frodo and Sam's faces gradually flushed.
Especially Sam, the honest kid, showed a rare, hearty smile under the influence of alcohol.
Not long after, the four little ones, as if experiencing a brief resurgence of energy, collapsed around the dining table.
"I knew it would be like this~" Tom chuckled as he looked at the four hobbit children, with an expression that said, "Just as I expected."
As it turns out, Tom's fruit wine wasn't all that great.
The four little ones had already been traveling a long way, so it's normal for them to fall asleep under the influence of alcohol.
Jinmei gave her husband a reproachful glare before sending the four little ones to the cabin to rest.
As for Mike and Tom, they are not ordinary people, so they can drink all night without any problems.
……
Mike then chose to stay in the old forest for a day, giving Frodo and the others time to recover.
"You can come visit the Old Forest more often when you have time. I don't have anything here, but I have plenty of fruit wine~" Tom gave Mike a few more jars of fruit wine and then said goodbye to him reluctantly.
Tom's playful nature makes him love excitement, but his own abilities confine him to the old forest.
Therefore, he cherishes his friends very much.
Especially friends like Mike, with whom he shares a deep connection and a history.
"Uncle Tom, can we come and play here again sometime?" Pippin really liked the fruit wine here, so he made a point of flattering Tom before parting.
"Of course, you're Mike's friends, so you can come anytime you want." Tom couldn't bring himself to feel any ill will towards the four hobbit children.
He could also tell that his wife, Goldenberry, loved children very much.
"Great! See you next time, Uncle Tom and Aunt Kimmel!"
After achieving their goal, Pippin and his friends smiled and waved goodbye to Tom and Goldenberry.
Another week has passed.
With a well-planned itinerary, Mike and his group arrived safely in Ravendale.
"Welcome, Gandalf has already informed me of your situation," King Elrond said calmly as he greeted the group.
However, it's not hard to tell from his seemingly casual observation of Frodo's actions that his heart is not so calm. Destroy the One Ring...
In truth, it wasn't fair to the elves living in Middle-earth.
This means they will be leaving Middle-earth, the homeland where they have lived for so long.
Later, Mike also met Gimpulse, the representative of the dwarves, Galadriel and Celeborn, the representatives of the elves and their granddaughter Arwen, and Boromir, the eldest son of the Regent of Gondor, the representative of the men.
Apart from Polomir, who looked arrogant, everyone else welcomed Mike's arrival.
"Your Excellency the Dragon Slayer, I am Kingpie, son of Groin. Please allow me to extend my greetings on behalf of my father and King Thorin the Dwarf." Upon seeing Mike, Kingpie the Dwarf offered a solemn bow.
It is clear that this dwarf warrior inherited the straightforward character of the dwarves.
Of course, Mike certainly deserved the dwarves' gratitude.
Since the seven dwarven races came to live in Moria, they have been living better and better thanks to their excellent blacksmithing skills.
Compared to the enormous wealth in Lonely Mountain, the seven tribes of dwarves who live by their own crafts have rediscovered a sense of groundedness.
In the long run, the stable life in Moria is more suitable for the continuation and inheritance of the dwarves.
“You’re quite good, no worse than your old man Groin.” Mike nodded and praised Jin Pi, then said with a smile, “But I don’t believe that petty Thorin will thank me.”
Given Thorin's arrogant personality and his obsession with the treasure of Lonely Mountain, Mike didn't believe that Thorin would treat him kindly.
“Uh, His Majesty the Dwarf may have some misunderstandings about you…” Jin Pi scratched his head awkwardly.
He doesn't want to comment too much on matters concerning his elders.
"Never mind, I never intended to get along with Thorin anyway." Mike shook his head slightly, easing the awkwardness for GimP.
Then they greeted Galadriel and his wife as they walked over.
"How long do you plan to stay on Lonely Mountain this time?" asked the elf princess Arwen last.
Once she got to Mike's side, she seemed to have no intention of leaving.
"I'll probably wait until this crisis is over," Mike replied.
He could sense that the elven princess was somewhat interested in him, but she was also a little too proud to lower herself.
Therefore, he always seemed very conflicted.
"Can I come to Lonely Mountain to find you later?" However, this time Alwin seemed to have made up his mind and was very enthusiastic.
“Of course, Lonely Mountain welcomes you anytime.” Mike nodded with a smile.
This elven princess is a top choice in terms of both looks and figure, so Mike has no reason to refuse.
However, having already had many female companions, he wasn't in such a hurry and preferred to let things take their natural course.
Next, under King Elrond's arrangement, the group that would later attend the Holy White Council participated in an elven banquet, which served as a way for them to get acquainted beforehand.
At the banquet, Frodo, who was in charge of keeping the One Ring, received the most attention. However, since everyone who could come here was of extraordinary status, no one dared to disturb the hobbits.
The Galadriel couple, however, looked on with a serious expression as they watched their granddaughter sidle up to Mike.
"Should I go and remind Elrond?" Noldor Elf King Celeborn asked his wife in a low voice.
King Elrond was Arwen's father.
The situation for the Elves is not optimistic. Once the One Ring is destroyed, they will need to leave Middle-earth.
If Alvin and Mike were to get together at this time and develop feelings for each other, it would be nothing short of a "twilight romance".
After all, in the eyes of Keller and others, Mike, although powerful, was still human, and humans grow old one day.
If the elf princess were to choose to stay in Middle-earth, a continent on the verge of losing its spiritual energy, for the sake of a human, the first challenge she would face would be aging.
"Forget it. Whatever choice Arwen makes, it's her own life," Queen Galadriel shook her head, rejecting her husband's suggestion.
In her view, if something can be more important than life, then it is a blessing for the person who possesses it.
After the banquet ended, Mike bid farewell to the Elf Princess and led Frodo and the others to their resting place.
All that's left is to wait...
The participants for the White Council have almost all arrived; all that remains is for Gandalf and his invited Aragorn and Legolas to arrive so that the council can begin.
Oh, right. And Saruman, the white-robed wizard who's been up to no good lately, hasn't arrived yet either.
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(End of this chapter)