Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth.

Chapter 49 Banquet
The so-called expedition naturally refers to the expedition to Lonely Mountain.

Soon, Gandalf told Levi about his encounter with Thorin in Bree and his concerns about the strategy of the Lonely Mountain in the north, regardless of whether Levi could understand or not.

Obviously, he treated Levi as his own, which was why he told him everything all at once.

"Thorin Oakenshield, son of Thráin and heir to the title of King of the Dwarves of Durin, has assembled a dwarven expedition in the Blue Mountains and is heading here. We have agreed to meet up with the Snitch and go to the Lonely Mountain together to retrieve the Arkenstone."

"With the Arkenstone, Thorin can gather the dwarf army, launch a general attack on the dragon, and retake Erebor."

"This plan sounds good." Levi just said this.

Yes, this was the original plan for the Lonely Mountain Expedition, but judging from the final result... there are still some flaws.

Gandalf nodded and continued, "I don't know if you have heard that in the halls of Erebor, the treasures occupied by the dragon are piled up as high as mountains, and there are no numbers to count."

"If you are willing to join the expedition and help the dwarves regain their homeland, one fifteenth of these treasures will be your reward."

According to Gandalf's observation, although Levi sometimes does things similar to himself, he can unconditionally and simply fight for the freedom of people and fight against evil.

But it's not that he has no needs. He has his own territory, and perhaps in the future he will have many subjects.

Therefore, there must be compensation.

As for Gandalf himself - he never counted himself, being able to hinder the enemy was the best reward for him.

"I agree to join."

Only after hearing these words did Gandalf feel relieved, as if a huge stone had fallen from his heart.

With the addition of Levi, a powerful fighter, this expedition will be much more stable.

"Then it's settled."

Gandalf immediately finalized the next itinerary, fearing that Levi would change his mind.

"We will meet at Bag End in the Shire Hobbiton on the evening of April 25th. Don't worry about getting lost. I will leave a mark on the door."

"There will be a banquet then."

"Okay, I remember."

Looking at Gandalf's look of "I have already discussed this with the people there", Levi couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic towards Bilbo.

But while feeling sympathy, he also wanted to laugh. This honest and dutiful Hobbit friend of his would be in trouble in the next two days.

Although Levi's slightly subtle expression really made Gandalf a little confused, he immediately put this little anomaly behind him and set off directly for the Shire.

Hobbits... There were many of them in the Shire, but Gandalf was particularly impressed by the adventurous little Hobbit from the Took family, although considering the time, he could no longer call him a little guy.

It's him.

While Gandalf was away, Levi packed his backpack, stored the scattered construction materials in the warehouse to make room, and took a bunch of supplies and medicines with him.

Golden apples, various emergency potions, lambas, several sets of food and hay blocks that are enough to last for a long time, armor, weapons, tools, arrows... plus some common supplies and emergency items.

Before long, there was not much space left in the backpack.

After preparing the supplies for the trip and taking care of the territory, Levi waited for another two days before setting off on horseback.

The main thing was that he was afraid that the horse would run too fast, and it would be a bit embarrassing if it ran ahead of Gandalf.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

A bright morning.

The Shire, Hobbiton.

"Good morning."

Bilbo raised his pipe and greeted the strange old man standing in front of him.

"What do you mean?" said the strange old man, looking the hobbit over. "Do you mean to say that you hope I have a good morning, or that it is a good morning no matter what I am like - or that you feel particularly good this morning?"

"Or do you just want to say that it's nice to have a morning like this?"

"All of these, probably."

Bilbo felt that this old man was becoming more and more strange.

He suddenly stood at the door of his house, disturbing his peaceful morning, and then used his language games to find fault with him.

I hope he's okay, Bilbo thought.

"I'm looking for someone to join me on an adventure..."

adventure?

Bilbo blinked twice.

What did Levi say? Oh, that's quite interesting. This old man is an adventurous guy.

But it certainly has nothing to do with me.

"I don't think there's any adventurousness west of Bree. You're in the wrong place."

"But I have a friend who is a great cook and does like adventure, but definitely not me. Next time I meet him I can ask him for you. That's it."

"Good morning," Bilbo said again, and was about to hurry back to the house to avoid this strange old man.

Until Gandalf began to recognize relatives.

"You know me, but the name in your head doesn't match mine."

"I am Gandalf, Bilbo Baggins. You have changed a lot. You were not like this when you were a child..."

"Well...it's settled then."

Gandalf nodded, and agreed on Bilbo's behalf, regardless of whether Bilbo agreed or not.

Clang.

After some tugging, Gandalf was successfully locked outside the door, and Bilbo locked the door from the inside to prevent the strange old man from continuing to pester him.

Nourishes—

Bilbo heard some unusual noises.

At this moment, Gandalf's staff turned into a laser pen and carved a symbol similar to the letter F on the door.

Bilbo's peace only lasted for one day. That night, when Bilbo had just fried a fish and was about to enjoy it, there was a knock on the door.

"Dwalin, at your service."

"Ah…well, Bilbo Baggins, at your service."

Bilbo quickly put away his appearance and returned the salute.

Soon Dwalin was eating the dinner Bilbo had prepared for him.

"Well, mainly, I didn't expect anyone to come today..."

Jingle Bell--

"It's the doorbell, I guess."

"Bahrain, at your service."

After a while.

"Fili, Kili, at your service."

"You must be Mr. Baggins."

"No, you've gone the wrong way!" Bilbo gradually began to realize that something was wrong.

"That's my mother's dowry box, can you please not do this?"

This box still couldn't avoid the fate of being rubbed on the soles of shoes.

"Mr. Baggins, I have to say you have great taste. This sword was made by one of our people. It is very finely crafted and worth a lot of money."

Swah——

The sword was drawn and swung twice, causing Bilbo to step back in fear.

"Hey - don't move, that was given to me by Levi, please put it back!"

"Levi? Sounds familiar."

Jingle Bell--

The doorbell interrupted the conversation, and Bilbo opened the door a little irritably.

Then he was frightened by the large group of dwarves that rushed in and lost his temper.

When I looked up again, I saw an old man bending over and looking into the house.

"Gandalf."

A lively banquet was held at Bag End. Bilbo was so angry that he felt dizzy when he saw the food in the storage room being eaten up bit by bit.

What happened is that this group of dwarves composed a song on the spot that made him angry and started singing it, which made him feel even more suffocated.

"There is still one person who hasn't come, our leader..." A dwarf suddenly remembered something.

"No, two, and he hasn't come yet," said Gandalf, looking out of the window.

Will he come?
The joyful dinner continued until the doorbell rang again.

Thorin.

"Gandalf...you said earlier that this place was easy to find."

Dwarves, hobbits, wizards, soon a group of people sat around the table and began to discuss the expedition. Even though Gandalf wanted to wait for Levi, the atmosphere was such that he had to join the discussion.

Fortunately, the doorbell was rang after a while.

Jingle Bell--

Everyone looked towards the door, then looked at Bilbo, motioning him to open it.

Gandalf breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh well, hopefully it's not some weird guy this time."

crunch.

A figure dressed in black armor, wearing a tattered linen cloak that was soaked in the blood of some creature, and with a slight smell of blood on his body slowly walked into the door.

The moment he walked into the door, the light in the room seemed to dim, as if it had been absorbed by the armor.

This person is dangerous!!

wow-

Some of the dwarves picked up stools, some reached for weapons, some who had nothing else to take took a fork from the drawer next to them, and some took two steps forward and reached out to pull Bilbo back.

In an instant, everyone entered combat readiness.

However, unlike the dwarves, Bilbo showed a surprised expression.

"Levi!"

He opened his arms and for the first time tonight, a smile spread across his face.

"Oh - this is really the happiest thing for me today. Welcome, welcome. Haha, I really didn't expect you to visit me today. As you can see..."

Bilbo turned around to introduce the dwarves and Gandalf, but was startled by what happened behind him.

"What are you doing?"

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　　P.S. Sorry, I just think it might be better to post both chapters together. If you are not used to it, I will post it earlier.

　　Regarding some friends' concerns about why the leaders were not developed in the early stage:

　　There is still too little time before the Lonely Mountain Expedition. If you start to develop your subjects at this time and want to catch up with the expedition, the development of the territory will be suspended and leaderless for a period of time during the expedition, and the sense of separation will be more serious.

　　After the Lonely Mountain Expedition, Levi will have more reputation and influence, and will also make friends with many free camp forces, which will play a big role in the development of the territory.

　　You will have everything you need, and you will not suffer any loss in the development of your territory, so don't worry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)