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So the fledgling eagle reluctantly said goodbye to Mike and spread its wings to fly back to the flock of giant eagles above.

Then the flock of giant eagles circled and rose into the sky, disappearing over the snow-capped mountain peak.

"That's amazing! Not only did we wipe out the snow ogre on the mountain, but we also saw a flock of giant eagles. And the eagles seem to have a very close relationship with you..." After the eagles left, Aragorn excitedly approached Mike, his eyes scanning him up and down as if trying to get to know him again. "Tell me, who are you?"

Aragorn is currently in his developmental stage and does not yet possess the aura of a human king.

As a result, his emotions were written all over his face.

“My name is Mike, a human traveler. I have no other identity…” Mike said, tossing the elven sword back to Aragorn. “Thank you for your sword, it works very well.”

Just as Aragorn was about to say something, the rangers who had followed to watch the spectacle instantly swarmed around him, praising Mike's "great achievement" in killing the snow ogre in various ways.

They were also surprised that Mike could communicate with the giant eagle.

"Alright, the trouble on the snow mountain has been resolved. I think it's time for us to head down." After exchanging a few pleasantries with the enthusiastic rangers, Mike called Aragorn and they began their descent down the mountain.

Seeing Mike leave, the Ranger Observation Team immediately split into two groups. One group rushed down the mountain before Mike to spread the news of the "Ogre Killer's" feat.

Another group of rangers, undeterred by the cold, cut off the heads of the three snow ogres that Mike had killed, then carried them behind Mike.

These snow ogres have skin as hard as iron when they are alive, and after they die, they are no different from other animals.

After a long and arduous journey, as evening fell, Mike and the rangers carrying the heads of snow ogres returned to the northern highlands, only to find the village entrance teeming with onlookers.

Yes, the group of rangers who went down the mountain ahead of time had already spread the word about Mike's feat of killing the troll.

In no time, Mike's reputation as the "Ogre Killer" grew even more renowned.

"As expected of the [Ogre Slayer], he can even kill a snow ogre..."

"Is that the head of a snow ogre? It looks terrifying. I wonder how ferocious it must have been when it was alive..."

"Good heavens, this monster's head is three or four times my size. If it were alive, I probably wouldn't even be enough to fill their teeth..."

"..."

The onlookers pointed and whispered about the snow ogre's head, while their gazes toward Mike, the "Ogre Killer," were filled with admiration.

The rangers behind, proudly carrying the snow ogre heads, even suggested that Mike take advantage of the excitement and tour other villages with the three heads.

Of course, the parade was just a pretense; the real purpose was to show off.

Mike wasn't that bored. He pushed through the crowd and said, "It's getting late, I'd like to grab a drink with my friends. Please, everyone, make yourselves at home!"

Aragon wasn't one to enjoy crowds, so he pushed his way through the throng and followed Mike toward the village's largest tavern.

"Snow ogres are a rare sight!!! Let's go check out the other villages and show those wandering knights how powerful our village's [Ogre Slayer] is!"

"Let's go, let's go together!"

"..."

Mike's departure did not dampen the rangers' enthusiasm for going out and showing off.

Before long, the wandering knights gathered a large group of people who liked to join in the fun, and carried the heads of the three snow ogres toward the nearby village.

Another group of people who wanted to hear the "story" followed in Mike's footsteps and went to the village tavern.

The village tavern owner naturally heard about the momentous event of killing the snow ogre.

Therefore, when Mike and Aragorn arrived at the tavern, the tavern owner served them the best wines in the establishment without them even having to ask.

Those who followed, listening to the rangers in the crowd describe Mike's killing of the snow ogre, couldn't resist indulging in a strong urge to drink.

Suddenly, the tavern became incredibly lively, as if it were a festival.

Even late into the night, the enthusiasm of the people, who had found something to talk about, remained undiminished. Amidst laughter, barrels of fine wine were brought out.

Just then, the wandering knights who had gone out to show off arrived under the moonlight, bringing with them even more wandering knights from neighboring villages who wanted to witness history.

Everyone seems very interested in the warrior who can single-handedly kill the snow ogre.

"Mr. Mike, this is your reward for killing the snow ogre, a total of three hundred gold coins." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a leading ranger walked up to Mike and respectfully handed over a heavy money bag.

To be fair, while these observers might be showing off, they were actually quite considerate in their actions.

"Thank you. Take this money and share it with your companions." Mike took out one hundred gold coins from his purse and gave them to the ranger as a reward for his hard work, then kept the rest of the gold coins.

"We should thank you. Remember to let us know if there are any more good things like this next time." Having enjoyed a good show and even received money, the wandering knight in the observation group was also in a very good mood.

With the arrival of the wandering knights from other villages, the atmosphere in the tavern became lively once again.

Mike also noticed that most of the wandering knights who had just arrived from other villages were staring at him, and it seemed that they wanted to come up and talk to him.

"Boss, bring everyone here another round of good drinks..." Mike stood up, gestured, then patted Aragorn on the shoulder and said, "Tonight, Aragorn is paying for everything."

There are stories to hear, and free drinks to enjoy.

Immediately, even louder cheers erupted in the tavern, with everyone praising Mike and Aragorn's generosity.

After the cheers subsided, the visiting wanderers were pulled to a table by the other tavern patrons to drink together.

For the time being, no one will bother Mike.

“【Lone Ranger】, you know me, I don’t have enough money to pay for everyone…” The only one who was unhappy was probably Aragorn.

In his poverty and anger, he even uttered Mike's derogatory nickname.

“Don’t worry, Bigfoot, this money is enough for you to pay your bill. You might even have some left over…” Mike smiled and pushed the money bag containing two hundred gold coins in front of Aragorn.

Two hundred gold coins are enough to buy a small tavern, and of course, enough to treat everyone here to a good drink.

Aragorn looked at the money bag on the table, then at Mike, who was smiling beside him. In the end, having few coins left, he chose to remain silent.

"Don't be so stingy, I'm just borrowing your name. Come on, let's drink." As a way of comforting him, Mike poured Aragorn a glass of wine.

Then, amidst the continuous laughter in the tavern, even the usually stern-faced Aragorn finally began to experience some of the joy of the gathering.

Then, as the rangers came over one after another to offer toasts, Aragorn, as one of the drinkers, unsurprisingly drank too much that night.

……

In the following week, as more and more rangers learned about Mike's killing of the snow trolls, his reputation as the "Troll Killer" spread throughout the Northern Highlands.

At this point, Mike had a stable source of faith power in Middle-earth.

Moreover, these rangers are generally quite strong, and they contribute more faith power than ordinary people.

However, as Mike's reputation grew in the Northern Highlands, whenever he went out to hunt dark creatures recently, he was always followed by a group of rangers who wanted to watch the show.

This greatly affected his mood when he went out hunting.

That day, having had enough of the northern highlands, he approached Aragorn and said, "Come on, [Bigfoot], I'll buy you a drink. Don't worry, I'll pay for it this time."

"Did the sun rise in the west?" Aragorn, who had been tricked once before, has recently learned to exchange kills of dark creatures for commissions.

Now that he felt more confident, he looked at Mike suspiciously and said, "Something's not right. There's definitely something fishy about you inviting me for drinks out of the blue. Are you planning to leave the Northern Highlands?"

And you know what? The future human emperor's sixth sense was pretty accurate.

“Yes, I plan to visit the three elven kingdoms south of the Misty Mountains, and then take a trip to the human kingdoms to the southeast, around the Gondor frontier. Finally, I’ll probably go to Lonely Mountain to hunt down that dragon Smaug…” Mike answered without hiding anything, “So, my schedule will be very tight.”

Middle-earth is vast, and Mike urgently needs to explore the entire continent first. Only with specific coordinates can his portal travel to any corner of this continent.

Otherwise, if he only wanted to find the treasure on Lonely Mountain, Mike could have continued eastward along the Northern Highlands, crossing a few more snow-capped mountains to reach Lonely Mountain directly.

As for the evil dragon guarding the treasure on Lonely Mountain, Mike didn't take it seriously at all.

“I didn’t expect you to leave so soon, but it’s not surprising. With your abilities, staying in the Northern Highlands would only be a waste of time…” Thinking of his own situation, Aragorn felt a little disappointed, but he still said, “By the way, if you pass through Rivendell and the Golden Forest, remember to give my regards to King Elrond and Queen Galadriel.”

Aragorn's ancestor Isildur led the people to defeat the Dark Lord Sauron and obtained the One Ring from him.

Unfortunately, Isildur could not resist the temptation of the One Ring, thus giving the forces of darkness the possibility of resurgence.

It can be said that Isildur bears a large part of the responsibility for the current dire situation in Middle-earth; he has failed the expectations of the human race.

As a descendant of Isildur, Aragorn, whether for redemption or for his own sake, bears the honor of the Gondorian royal family and the mission of defeating the forces of darkness.

In this situation, he had no choice but to desperately try to become stronger.

Before that, it seemed that he was under too much pressure and had confined himself to the northern highlands, living among wandering knights.

There's a sense that he won't leave the mountain until he's achieved sufficient strength.

Mike patted Aragorn on the shoulder, tacitly agreeing to his request. However, he would still need to work hard to fulfill the family's mission.

Afterward, the two went to a tavern for a couple of drinks, and then Mike waved goodbye to Aragorn and headed back the way he came.

"Did this guy forget to pay again?" It wasn't until Mike disappeared from sight that Aragorn realized he had been "ripped off" again.

……

"Chirp...chirp..."

As Mike walked into the mountains surrounding the northern highlands, two giant eagles with golden beaks flew overhead.

They are the fledgling eagle Guan He and his own brother Lan Chuwa, both fledgling eagles with the bloodline of the Eagle King.

Mike had seen these two Bloodhawk chicks several times recently while hunting dark creatures in the mountains.

"I'm going to visit the Southern Elf tribe, so I won't be hunting spiders today," Mike explained, then took out two pieces of antelope meat from his spatial storage and handed them to the giant eagle.

According to Mike's recent understanding, the reason why the number of giant spiders in the Misty Mountains has not increased for so long is entirely due to the fact that the flock of giant eagles led by Zorondo has been hunting giant spiders in the mountains.

Two days ago, Mike went hunting for a giant spider with a flock of giant eagles at Guan He's invitation, and then he got entangled by these two fledgling eagles.

They all seemed to really like Mike's "smell".

"Chirp...chirp..."

After finishing the antelope meat, the two eaglets called out to Mike twice.

"You're saying you're going to send me to Rivendell? Is that alright? Your old man, Zorodo, won't beat you up, will he?" Mike asked, feigning concern, though he was secretly very tempted.

Who could resist riding two cool giant eagles?

Even though they are still fledgling eagles, Guanhe and Lanchuwa, whose wingspans already exceed fifteen meters, are also giant eagles.

"Chirp...chirp..."

Guan He straightened his chest in a humane manner, then looked at Mike with disdain, as if he thought the other man had underestimated him.

On the contrary, the obedient eagle Lan Chuwa next to him didn't dare to make a sound.

“Alright, then I’ll reluctantly agree to your request to come along.” Mike smiled and jumped onto Guanhe’s back, then instructed the conflicted Lanchuva beside him, “Go back and tell King Saurondo that Guanhe has gone with me to Rivendell. It will be back in a week at most, so tell King Saurondo not to worry.”

Mike met the Eagle King, Zorondo, twice; he was a very stern giant eagle.

However, even if Eagle King gets angry, it's Guan He who will get beaten up later. It has nothing to do with Mike; Lan Chuwa, who's standing nearby, can vouch for that.

And at worst, if Eagle King were to verbally attack Guan He, Mike would definitely have the chance to advise him to go easy on him.

That's the decision!!!

"Alright, target Rivendell, let's go!" Mike, sitting on the giant eagle's back, excitedly gave the command.

He had ridden in a rabbit-drawn sleigh before, but this was his first time flying on a giant eagle.

Chapter 600 The Adventure Team and the Elves

Meanwhile, Bilbo's dwarven adventure party, led by the grey wizard Gandalf, was heading towards the middle of the Misty Mountains.

In fact, if the dwarven adventure team wanted to reach Lonely Mountain quickly, the best route would be to travel through the northern highlands and cross the snow-capped mountains.

However, Thorin possessed a map that opened the Gates of Lonely Mountain, and the runes on it were only understood by the Elves.

Therefore, Gandalf had to go to great lengths to guide the adventure party toward Rivendell, the elven land south of the Valley.

Thorin, on the other hand, had fought in places like the Moria Mines and Lonely Mountain east of the Misty Mountains, and had a general understanding of the terrain of Middle-earth.

Therefore, it's hard to say that he didn't know Gandalf's intention to deliberately lead his troops on a longer route.

However, although he knew that Gandalf did this out of good intentions, Thorin, who regarded the Elves as enemies, looked increasingly grim along the way.

And so, the dwarven adventure team stumbled and bumped their way out of the dark forest, along the way encountering Redagast, who came to deliver a message in a rabbit-drawn sled.

Gandalf also obtained the cursed sword from it, the one that foreshadowed the resurrection of Sauron and the Witch-King of Angmar. He also acquired three ancient elven swords forged by the elves.

Gandalf carefully kept the Cursed Sword of Angmar. As for the three ancient Elven swords, Gandalf kept the Elven Longsword, gave the Elven Shortsword to Bilbo for self-defense, and then gave the Ancient Elven Broadsword to Thorin.

……

“There’s a gorge in the mountains ahead. If we go through there, we can reach the Anduin River. Then, if we go downstream, we’ll soon reach the Lonely Mountain…” After leaving the dense forest and arriving at the central plains, Gandalf told the dwarves about his travel plan.

In reality, he was thinking about how to get the dwarves to go to Rivendell "willingly".