I reforged the glory of the magic ring in Middle-earth

Chapter 70 The Panicked Farmer

Just one day after Tanes and Thorin's group left Bree, two unwelcome guys quietly arrived outside the east gate of Bree.

Or maybe it would be impossible for them to enter Bree Town at all because they were two orcs.

It was also a cold night, and the two orcs rode on their wolves, grinning at the town of Bree.

"The spy, the human who surrendered to his master, did not contact us today." said one of the Oaks.

Another Oak smiled grimly. "That means there are two possibilities. One is that the spy betrayed his master and escaped. The other possibility is that he discovered the target his master was looking for, but was exposed and killed."

"Roar--"

The orc's warg growled.

The Orc soothed the wolf and said to his companion, "You continue to wait here for the slanted-eyed man. I will search along this road. If he does not return, you go directly to report to the master."

At this time, Tanes and his companions were having a bad journey because the weather was getting bad.

The gray sky is like a huge block of lead, making it hard to breathe.

Raindrops escaped from the gaps in the clouds and pierced the earth mercilessly like needles.

The November chill mixed with the rain brought a biting chill that made people shiver.

The world in the rain became blurred, and every scene seemed to be painted with oil paint, becoming distorted and disillusioned.

Bilbo had thought that the weather on this expedition would be like that of May or September, either warm or slightly cool, with neither rain nor wind.

Just like the happy stories told in the story.

But now it was cold and wet, and although Bilbo had been forced to camp in the wilderness before, at least the ground was dry then.

Even in the old forest, the branches were just a little prickly!
"This is terrible! I forgot my umbrella and have to wear my straw raincoat," muttered Bilbo.

Then he raised his head, looked at Tanes, who was sitting on Torret's back and also had no umbrella, and asked: "Don't you feel uncomfortable, Tanes?"

"There are some, but fortunately, it's not unbearable." Tanes replied as he felt the rain quietly soaking through his straw raincoat and penetrating into the white wolf armor.

Bilbo said without thinking, "Okay, but you and Gandalf are both powerful wizards. Can't you cast a spell to change the weather? You don't need to make the weather very pleasant, just make sure it doesn't rain. I feel like a fish in a fish tank."

He rode his pony and followed the main group along a muddy path. It was raining heavily and had been falling all day.

Water was dripping from the brim of Bilbo's hat into his eyes, and his cloak and raincoat were already soaked.

Even the pony under his crotch was tired and stumbled along the muddy road.

Dwarves like Dori and Ori, who loved singing and telling stories, became unhappy and unwilling to talk because of the rain.

Even Bofur, who was always smiling and optimistic, sighed as he looked at his pipe, which was too wet to light.

Dori, who was wearing a hood in front, had his cheeks red from the cold wind. He tightened his cloak and, after hearing Bilbo's complaint, turned around and shouted, "Mr. Gandalf, and Mr. Tanis, can you stop the flood in the sky?"

Gandalf was also annoyed by the rain. After hearing Dori's voice, he shouted back in annoyance: "Isn't it raining, dwarf? It will rain again unless it stops. If you want to change the weather in the world, go find another wizard!"

What a piece of nonsense literature.

Tanis couldn't help but smile after hearing Gandalf's words, but the smile soon froze.

Because he found that the dwarves in front of him, including Bilbo, were looking at him with hope.

Even Thorin looked at Tanes with the same look.

He couldn't stand this damn weather anymore, but he hadn't found a suitable place to stay yet, so he could only keep moving forward in the cold and dark rain.

If they still can't find it, Thorin can only continue to lead the team forward in the dark.

If you want to change the weather in the world, you should go find other wizards... Isn't Gandalf talking about me?
After all, there are only two wizards in this expedition team. Excluding Gandalf himself, there is only Tanis.

Tanis looked at Gandalf in surprise and found that he was looking at him with a cunning expression on his face.

You old man, I almost forgot that I am a wizard to the outside world.

Even Bernard joked with a smile behind Tanes: "Yes, Tanes, you know so many magical spells, a mere rain can definitely handle it."

Tanis turned around and rolled his eyes at him, then said to Bilbo and the dwarves, "I'm sorry, but I can't drive away the rain..."

Bilbo and the dwarves showed lost expressions on their faces, but their attention was soon drawn back to Tanis's words.

"But, if you just want to make your body warmer and your mind clearer, I still have some ways." Tanes said with a smile, and at the same time, a golden light appeared in his hand, which was the catalyst used to perform prayers.

[Golden Tree Grace], the dazzling golden blessing gently flows into the bodies of the expedition members through this prayer, constantly bringing new vitality and warmth to their bodies.

Bilbo felt an itchy warmth on his fingers that were frozen by the rain. Although the rain continued to fall, he felt much better than before.

Fili and Qili's eyes lit up as they suddenly realized that the beast prayer they had learned had a similar effect.

Fili looked at Kili and smiled. "It seems that Teacher Tanes has taught us another way to use prayer outside of combat."

Qili said with some excitement: "What are you waiting for? Let's try it now."

The dwarf brothers took out the Holy Seal of Claws given to them by Tanes, and used it for the Beast Prayer [Beast Vitality].

The next second, the off-white beast prayer replaced the golden tree prayer performed by Tanes. The excited expressions on Fili and Kili's faces did not last for a second before they turned bitter.

Although the [Beast Vitality] that the two of them cast on themselves did have an effect, it did not warm up their bodies like the prayer cast by Tanes.

In other words, the beast prayer they cast wasn't very effective. Kili tightened his thick, wet clothes and asked Fili, "Why is it ineffective? And the prayer that Teacher Tanes cast also disappeared."

Philip felt the coldness gradually creeping over his body and shook his head in confusion.

Bernard's horse sped up slightly, approaching the dwarven brothers. He cast the same golden tree prayer as Tanes and said, "It's a coincidence I haven't told you this yet, but I had intended to wait until you've mastered the beast prayers. Fili, Kili, remember this: in most cases, different types of buff prayers with the same effect will not stack; they will only be replaced by the later prayer."

Fili and Kili nodded immediately.

Since Bernard was talking about something related to prayer, Thorin also listened carefully.

He keenly grasped the subtext of Bernal's words: "Mr. Bernal, are you saying that a person can learn more than one prayer?"

Bernard glanced at Fili and Kili's uncle and said, "That's just theoretical. But biting off more than you can chew. Many people spend their entire lives mastering just one type of prayer, and that's already considered exceptional talent. So far, I've only seen two people who can expertly switch between different prayers and spells in combat."

Thorin subconsciously asked, "Which two?"

Bernard smiled and replied, "One of them is a wizard as powerful as myself, and you have already met the other one."

Then he looked at Tanes with a smile without saying a word, causing Thorin to look over as well, revealing an understanding expression.

He murmured, "It's Tanes. I should have thought it was his."

While Bernard was communicating with Thorin, Tanis was chatting with Gandalf.

Gandalf said with a smile, "It is indeed right to put Bilbo and the dwarves' complaints on you."

Tanis curled his lips and said, "But this is only temporary. We still need to find a place to stay tonight that is sheltered from the wind and rain. If the rain continues, my prayers alone will not be enough to help Bilbo and Thorin get enough rest."

Gandalf nodded and said, "Don't worry. Although it's a little dark, I remember the way around here. A little further ahead, there's a farmhouse. I know the owner, and he and his family will take us in for the night."

Tanes breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Then he looked at Thorin and called out, "Thorin, do you hear what Gandalf said? There is a place to rest a little further on!"

Thorin replied, "I hear you! Dwalin, Gloin, lead the way with me."

Soon, Tanes and the others, along with Thorin and his party, entered a deep valley, and the rain had become much lighter.

There is a river at the bottom of the valley. The water level of the river has risen a lot due to the rain. The willow trees on the river bank have been bent down, as if they were sighing.

The wind blew away the dark clouds, and the wandering moonlight appeared among the fleeting clouds over the mountains.

It didn't take long for the Lonely Mountain Fellowship to walk out of the valley and soon saw the farmhouse that Gandalf had mentioned.

Next to the farmhouse, the chandelier in the chicken coop hadn't been turned off, but with the help of the newly reappearing moonlight, it still glowed dimly and warmly. A few poultry rested quietly in their cages, with the occasional low clucking sound emanating from them.

In the sheep pen, several docile sheep huddled together, as if seeking each other's warmth, their breath evaporating into white mist in the air.

In the distant stable, a horse stood alone, its mane trembling slightly in the rain, as if listening to the whispers around it. The horse's hooves occasionally stepped on the mud, making a dull sound.

But strangely, there was no light on inside the farmhouse, and it was unclear whether there was anyone inside.

Gandalf saw this scene and murmured in surprise: "Could it be that it rained today and made this farmer fall asleep early?"

Tanes asked, "Let's go and take a look. We'll know the situation. Thorin's move is generous enough to appease the farmer's dissatisfaction at being awakened from his sweet dream."

Thorin and his companions rode on ponies and arrived at the farmhouse located deep in the mountains and forests.

Their arrival did not seem to alarm the occupant of the house, so Thorin politely dismounted and slowly walked to the wooden door.

His hand gently shook the old bell on the door, and the crisp bell echoed in the quiet air.

The ringing of the bell gradually subsided. While waiting for the owner of the farmhouse to come out, Thorin's eyes carefully depicted the outline of the farmhouse: the simple structure, the rough stone walls, and the weathered wooden door.

It was obvious that the farmer Gandalf knew had lived here for a long time.

But still no one answered the bell, and no lights were lit in the farmhouse.

The dwarves had little patience, and Thorin frowned and rang the bell again, but the result was the same.

Gandalf came over with a frown, stroking his long gray beard and muttering to himself in confusion, "This shouldn't be the case. The owner of this farmhouse never goes out in the winter."

Thorin glanced at Gandalf and said, "But no one is responding to us now."

Gandalf was silent for a moment, then decided to speak directly. He shouted, "David, son of Dain! Are you there? I am Gandalf! I am passing by here tonight and would like to stay for one night!"

The wizard's voice echoed in the farmhouse. Just when Thorin was about to suggest going in and knocking on the door, a surprised middle-aged male voice came from inside the farmhouse: "Gandalf? Is it really you! Gandalf!"

Gandalf heard the relief in the voice's voice and responded gently, "It's me, David. I don't know what's happened to you, but I'm here, and I've brought many friends with me. There are a few of us, though, so I hope you don't mind."

The door of the farmhouse was quietly opened a crack, and a somewhat bald head poked out. After seeing Gandalf and the others standing at the door, he immediately opened the door and ran over excitedly, even shouting in a tearful voice, "A lot of people? I don't mind a lot of people. Great, finally someone is here."

Tanes, Bernal and Millicent looked at each other. They were not stupid. It was obvious that the farmer seemed to have encountered some terrible monster.

Gandalf asked gently from outside the fence, "What's the matter, David? What terrible thing has happened to make the steady farmer I know look like this?"

David heaved a sigh of relief again as he saw Tanis and Thorin, who all had weapons hanging around their waists, as if he was expecting that the people Gandalf brought with him were a group of fully armed mercenaries.

But the next moment David's expression became tense. He looked around and quickly opened the gate to let Thorin and the others in.

He was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He said to Gandalf, "Recently, there has been a huge monster in the valley at night. It looks like a brown bear, able to stand up, but much larger. I saw it with my own eyes just the day before yesterday. For the past two days, that monster has been wandering around my farmhouse and has already kidnapped four of my sheep!"

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