The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

"Your Highness, where are you going?" Adolf Heinrich asked Roland, who was preparing items, and quickly stepped in front of him to block his way.

You should know that the entire kingdom's high-ranking and middle-ranking nobles knew about Roland's death. This news was deliberately released by Nyx to warn everyone not to take the king out to have fun. The whole story left the newly joined Adolf Heinrich completely stunned.

"Get out of the way!" Roland was in the middle of something and wasn't so easily dismissed. He casually waved his hand and walked past Adolf Heinrich.

"Duang!" Does it sound good? If it sounds good, it's a good start!
Adolf Heinrich conjured a six-pointed star magic circle in his hand, and a semi-transparent light shield abruptly blocked Roland's advance.

"Damn it?" Roland turned his head and glared angrily.

“I can’t let you go unless you tell me, otherwise His Highness Nyx will make things difficult for me…” Adolf Heinrich looked at Roland with a nonchalant expression.

"I'm going to Lonely Mountain to drink with Thorin! Is that any good?!" Roland said through gritted teeth.

“Of course, but please wait a moment!” Adolf Heinrich smiled and nodded, then unleashed his powerful mental energy.

"Hmm?" At this moment, Yun Feng, who was outside the castle, raised his head and frowned as he looked in the direction of the castle. The next second, his equally powerful mental energy swept back.

"It's nothing." Adolf Heinrich's voice rang in Yun Feng's mind, clearly indicating that he had also realized he had disturbed the wise Yun Feng.

The clash between the two sixth-tier spellcasters was fleeting, and soon after, Adolf Heinrich's mental energy found the sleeping Omske.

"Your Highness is going to Lonely Mountain, why don't you come along?" Adolf Heinrich's voice rang out. After all, as a sixth-tier hero, Omske would be much more effective as a bodyguard than a Dragon Knight. He would only inform the Dragon Knight if Omske was unwilling to go.

“Alright!” Omsk agreed. After all, he had his own ulterior motives. The last incident of the change of royal flags had caused a very awkward relationship between the noble generals who opposed Queen Nyx and Roland. Everyone was trying to repair the relationship, and obviously Adolf Heinrich’s words were exactly what Omsk wanted to hear.

“Your Highness, Lord Omske will accompany you!” Adolf Heinrich said gently to Roland.

“…Okay!” Roland thought about it and didn’t refuse. After all, the accident last time still made him feel uneasy. It would be better to have a hero by his side.

"You big bad guy! Where are you going again?" the Smurf's voice suddenly rang out.

"Holy crap! Dragons can be terrifying!" Roland patted his chest as he looked at the miniature dragon flying above his head.

"You're sneaking out again? I'm going to tell Nyx!" The Smurf's eyes darted around a few times before he suddenly grinned mischievously.

"..." Roland, I may not be human, but you really are a dog!
"Roland! What are you doing!" In less than three seconds, Nyx rushed over, carrying the little snow leopard in his arms—Snowball.

"Um, would you believe me if I said I really planned to go to Lonely Mountain to drink with Thorin?" Roland asked with a bitter face.

Nyx didn't speak but stared into Roland's eyes. Omsk, standing to the side, also had his hands clasped in front of him, looking down at his nose, mouth, and mind, as if he knew nothing.

"Alright, let Omske go with you. Don't go too far, and come back early after you're done!" Nyx smiled generously, which almost melted Roland's heart.

Roland went up and kissed Nyx, then pinched her pretty face before leaving with Omske.

However, after taking only a couple of steps, Roland suddenly flashed back, flicked his finger, and sent the flying Smurf tumbling several times. Then, laughing loudly, he ran away. That scoundrel was unforgivable.

"Roland! You bastard!" The Smurf was stunned for a moment, but when she reacted and chased after him, Roland was nowhere to be seen. Looking up at the sky, well! Roland was riding his big son and flying happily, while Omsk was chasing after him on horseback on the ground, waving his arms and gesturing for pedestrians to get out of the way.

"Oh, just like a child." Nyx looked at Roland's retreating figure with affection.

"You'd better spoil him! If he messes himself up again next time, you'll be crying your eyes out," the Smurf said irritably.

"Soon I will stand with him and fight side by side. I will no longer be a burden to him!" Nyx said solemnly as he watched the departing dragon rider.

"Let's hope so!" The Smurf flicked its tail and landed on Nyx's shoulder, while Nyx stretched out a hand and pushed, and a portal appeared on the Smurf's face, which was the Dragon Rider Space contained in the Dragon Flute.

Nyx had quietly become a dragon mage! Her combat power had reached the peak of the third tier, and her aura could potentially enter the ranks of a fourth-tier war mage at any moment! ...

"Your Highness! Do you know what it means to be so eager to see a mountain that you can't keep up with the pace? Let alone a dragon!" Omske said breathlessly. He gripped the reins tightly, his eyes wide with rage. The more Roland flew, the harder he had to chase after him. He was terrified that if he wasn't careful, Roland would be gone again... He would really go crazy.

"Isn't it a little scary to be a female Tyrannosaurus Rex?" Roland shrugged, completely unconcerned. Besides, Omske's mount, the Abyss Warhorse, is a high-level magical beast with Nightmare bloodline! How could it possibly be easily killed?
"..." Omsk didn't say anything, but just followed Roland closely.

"Your horse!" Omsk casually handed over the reins. After all, Roland had left in a hurry and hadn't paid any attention to his horse, so Omsk simply took the reins and rode off with him.

"Thank you!" Roland raised an eyebrow. Omske was thoughtful; he even knew to give his horse a ride.

"Where are you planning to go?" Omske asked nervously. He was prepared to forcibly drag Roland back, since everyone's hearts hadn't been in good condition lately and couldn't withstand any more stimulation.

“Lonely Mountain! Didn’t I already tell you?” Roland frowned and looked at Omsk with a puzzled expression. Was it really that hard for him to understand?

"???" Omsk was taken aback. Goodness, he thought you were just making an excuse, but it turns out you really wanted to go to Lonely Mountain!

“Then… let’s go,” Omske said blankly.

Little did he know that Roland was simply exploring how to acquire honor points for the new system features, and had no intention of doing anything fancy.

……

“Welcome, King Roland! Your presence makes this place shine! My friend! All the dwarves welcome you!” Thorin bowed to Roland and said.

“There’s no need for that…” Roland was shocked by Thorin’s nauseating display of affection, so he immediately helped Thorin up.

"What brings you here this time?" Thorin asked Roland and Omske with a puzzled look.

"Have a drink!" Roland said, looking at the system that hadn't been activated yet.

"The dwarves have plenty of drinks and roast meat!" Thorin laughed heartily and pulled Roland and Omske inside.

"Thump! Thump!" Three glasses of beer were slammed onto the table.

"Celebrate our victory!" Thorin raised his glass, clinked it with Roland's, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Ding! Historical location check-in successful! Irube, Kingdom of the Mountain! Reward: 1 Honor Point!"

The system's voice sounded after Roland poured the wine into his mouth.

"Ding! Historical Treasure Hunt Successfully Completed! Arken Gem! Reward: 1 Honor Point!"

"Ding! Historical event witnessed successfully! Passionate Thorin! Reward: 1 Honor Point!"

"Pfft!" Roland sprayed a mouthful of wine directly onto Omske's head.

"Hmm? Does the wine taste wrong?" Thorin's expression immediately changed. He took Roland's glass and sipped it.

"No problem?" Thorin was completely baffled and could only look at Roland, who had suddenly spat out his wine, with a puzzled expression.

"Sorry! Sorry! I just remembered something!" Roland apologized to Thorin while frantically wiping Omske's face.

"I have something to do, I'm leaving now!" Roland finished the rest of his wine in one gulp, and then, to Thorin's astonishment, pulled Omske out.

“Strange…Why is King Roland acting so erratically today?” Thorin shook his head.