Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth.

Chapter 96 Banquet

Chapter 96 Banquet
"Salute our heroes!"

The dwarves were always the first to make a noise, especially Dain, who was quite noisy in less formal and serious occasions.

Following closely behind the dwarves were the humans of Long Lake Town. Bard's frown finally relaxed and he smiled a little.

But before he could say anything, another person next to him jumped out and shouted:

"Welcome back our great hero!"

"Everyone, I could tell this gentleman was noble and extraordinary from the first time we met!"

"Listen to me, everyone shout together: Long live Levi! Long live the great hero!"

Bud's brows, which had finally relaxed, frowned again.

"Alfred, you..."

bump!
One of the townspeople couldn't help himself and kicked him over.

"What are you doing? I'm celebrating a hero!"

Alfred, who fell to the ground, shouted angrily.

Bang, bang!
A group of townspeople immediately surrounded him and started punching and kicking him. Someone even took the opportunity to slap him twice. After a while, he fainted from the pain and was dragged away by the townspeople.

Levi shook his head helplessly.

I can't bear to look at this person.

The little episode passed quickly.

Swah——

Suddenly, the elves who had remained silent throughout the whole process turned around in unison and saluted Levi.

Thranduil even took the initiative to come over to Levi and greeted him:

"Welcome back, Levi."

"We're all waiting for you."

Thorin glanced at Thranduil, then at the elven army, and was silent for a second.

Then he went up to Levi and said:
"There will be a banquet tonight to celebrate this victory. I hope you can join us."

"As I promised at the roadside fort, if you come to the dwarf territory one day, we will definitely respond warmly."

"Now, let me formally say: Welcome to Erebor."

While the two were talking, everyone wisely kept quiet, including Gandalf and his companions and the various lords, who just looked over here with smiles.

Under the gaze of everyone, Levi tidied his appearance and formally answered:

"Levi, at your service."

"oh--!"

The crowd began to cheer.

After this battle, the Lonely Mountain, Iron Hills, Woodland Kingdom, Dale and other camps all regarded Levi as an ally, and his status was equivalent to that of a lord, second only to the king.

Of course, it is not just these places that are gaining in reputation. In the days to come, this influence will grow and spread more widely.

Until it radiates to the entire Middle-earth.

Including Mordor.

[Mordor: -5000 (Great Enemy)]

November, 2941 of the Third Era.

On this day, the gates of the Lonely Mountain were opened to the outside, and dwarves, elves, and humans came and went.

There was a fire burning brightly in the hall, and the table was filled with barbecue and strong liquor.

A grand banquet was held.

For the first time ever, the dwarves, as the organizers, also took into account the elves' tastes and provided a lot of fruits, vegetables and light food.

"It's not easy to get them to stand together harmoniously."

As Gandalf spoke, he picked up a grape from the table beside him and put it into his mouth.

Not bad, very sweet.

“It’s not very harmonious.”

Levi pointed to a large table.

At that table, a dwarf and an elf were drinking wine together.

A large group of people stood around, cheering them on.

Dwarves prefer ale, which is relatively light in strength, but they drink a lot of it.

The elves prefer strong liquors such as wine. They may not drink as much as the dwarves, but the alcohol content is still high.

It's not certain who can drink more.

This is a evenly matched competition.

But when it comes to drinking... Legolas must be very talented. But Levi looked left and right, but couldn't see him.

After the war, Legolas and Tauriel did not go back with them, but left directly, and no one knew where they are now.

It can be seen that this stubborn child does not really want to meet his old father who came to see him specially.

After eating a few bites of fruit and saying hello to Levi, Gandalf left temporarily, and no one knew where he was going.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Levi just found a table to sit down and ate a few pieces of the dwarven special barbecue to fill his stomach.

However, just as he was gnawing on these few pieces of meat, several dwarves suddenly came up and sat down opposite Levi.

"Gloin, Oin, Bifur, Bofur, Bombur... and Balin?"

Levi recognized these dwarves as members of the expedition.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I heard that you once knocked out a dwarf who could hold his liquor quite well, and you didn't get drunk at all?"

"Oh, that's true."

Levi looked at these aggressive dwarves, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Why, you want to get back at me?"

"I allow you to fight in turns."

"You look down on us too much, Levi."

Gloin glared and said, "I admit that you are better than all of us combined in many other aspects, but when it comes to drinking, you are too arrogant to say such things in front of the dwarves."

"So you want to compete with me?"

"Do not…"

Gloin shook his head and pushed the widest dwarf behind him forward.

"Bombur, it's your turn!"

"Aha!" cried Bombur, slapping his broad figure with a war cry.

Balin brought two large barrels of liquor with a smile and filled one cup after another.

The other dwarves watched from behind, witnessing the competition.

While a banquet was taking place in the hall of Lonely Mountain.

In front of the throne, Thorin held the Arkenstone in his hand, stared ahead for a long time, and remained silent.

The scenes from my youth are still vivid in my mind.

At that time, my grandfather was sitting on the throne, and I and my father were standing on both sides.

He just watched his grandfather swallow the white gem belonging to the elf, his eyes full of surprise and suspicion.