After taking some effort to take out the firewood prepared by ourselves and others in advance, a pool of campfires were created at the bottom of the cave and at the deepest part of the cave, everyone started preparing dinner.

At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and even the naturally refracted light could not shine into the depths of the dark cave. Under the light of the campfire, the Buddha and the Hobbits suddenly felt an unprecedented feeling of hunger.

In fact, this is not their fault. After all, since this morning, they have been running and climbing forward for nearly half a day, but they didn't have time to eat some food in the middle.

Even though he embarked on this journey, Frodo and others seemed destined to be with hunger all the way, but when a long period of hunger really came, Frodo found that he could not adapt to it at all.

If he wanted to adapt to hunger, he would not have to change his personality by letting these Hobbits eat full since he was born. At least in Frodo's opinion, he would rather become a warrior who can fight bravely with the Dark Horse Knights after this journey than become a hungry man forced to starve.

Just as Frodo and his companions sat around the campfire to prepare supper, Shen Xingke did not forget to explain to everyone the situation around them. Shen Xingke, who has been traveling in the wilderness for many years, explained to everyone that the journey they have recorded may not see too many creatures, especially the way they are going, and there are basically only a few wild animals such as birds and beasts.

The environment in that part of the wilderness was so harsh that even the toughest rangers among the wilderness travelers would not step into it for no reason, which would lead to them not being disturbed by the traces left by some rangers like today.

As for the fewer other travelers, it may not be ruled out that many dark creatures that have never appeared on this land have entered them. Sheep canines sometimes appear in the northern valleys of the Mist Mountains. These evil, dark and greedy big men undoubtedly make their roads extremely unpopular with normal travelers. The few travelers will change their way to the main road. Generally speaking, these travelers are almost all dwarves who need to migrate, and the dwarves' nature of being indifferent to outsiders makes it difficult for them to get close to.

After talking about the dilemma that may be faced on the road ahead, Frodo felt that compared with the future, the current food shortage seemed to be more dangerous. Since embarking on this journey, he has been a little confused. Why can't he get through the hunger with him? Why do you have to face the dilemma that food may not be enough for every crisis not long after you survive...

"How do you keep these foods going to the destination?" Frodo said. "We have been saving money for the past few days, and this meal is no exception; but we have eaten more food than we planned. If we have to travel for more than two weeks, that's definitely not enough."

"There are other foods in the world," said Shenxingke. "Berries, roots of plants, herbs, and I can hunt if necessary. It's summer now, as long as winter is still in the future, winter snow has not yet covered the entire land. I think my hunting skills can make some food for you. Compared to worrying about this, I think you should plan the share of food consumed today and think about how to eat and drink in Ailon!"

The temperature continued to drop, and the sky became darker and darker. From this pit, they could only see the gray earth gradually disappearing into the darkness. Even deep in the cave, Frodo and others still knew with Sam's unexpected perception of time that the sun must have set completely outside, and the surrounding areas should have fallen into darkness.

In order to resist the declining cold since nightfall, Frodo took the lead in putting on the blanket and quilt in his bag, wrapping himself in a dumpling like a rice dumpling and leaning against the campfire to keep warm with the rest of his companions. At the same time, the Divine Walker in the team became the only warrior who didn't look so cold. Compared to the Hobbits who wrapped themselves thickly and shivered in front of the campfire, the Divine Walker was only wearing a thin cloak and calmly sat aside and smoked his pipe. From beginning to end, Frodo could not see that the other party was a bit cold.

At night, after the night fell, the fire began to become the only light. At this time, perhaps the Hobbit people were tired of wrapping themselves into a rice dumpling with blankets and huddling them in front of the campfire. They were bored and hurried to survive this period. In order to kill time, Sam begged the Shenxingke to tell the story. Those great legends about the elves and humans fighting side by side to fight against the invasion of the dark enemies. Surprisingly, the Shenxingke agreed. Although the Hobbit people, who were over forty years old, did not know how the Shenxingke, who looked very young, knew these secret and great legends, but the Shenxingke knew it, and it was as detailed as he had experienced it himself.

"Tell us the story of Gilgarard," Merry suddenly interrupted when he finished telling the story of the Elf Kingdom. "God Walker, please, do you know anything more detailed?"

"I know," replied the God Walker. "Maybe not only I know, but I dare say Frodo should know a lot." Merry and Pipin turned to look at Frodo, but Frodo was greeted with a depressed look at the campfire and silently wondering.

"In fact, I don't know much, but Gandalf told me a little bit," Frodo said slowly. "Gilgarard is the last great elf king in Middle-earth. Gilgarard means starlight in their language. He enters with his friend Yin Randir—"

"No!" the God Walker interrupted, "When the Demon King's servant is nearby, we'd better not tell this story. If we can reach Elon's residence, you should be able to hear the full story."

"So let us know some ancient stories!" Sam begged. "To be honest, I want to hear the ancient stories before the elves migrated. I am really curious how they made it across the ocean on a large scale."

"I'll tell you a story about Tinouvier," said the God Walker. "But I can only tell a simplified version. In advance, I don't know the true ending. What I know may be part of what Elon wants to tell me. As for the truth of history, perhaps only Elon, a real witness, knows. Moreover, this is a story that is enough to make the listeners feel sad. I don't want you to be overly influenced by the story and unwilling to go on a journey after hearing it." He was silent for a moment, and then sang softly:

.....

The traveler sighed and continued, "This is a song," he said, "This is a song sung by the genus of the elves called Antánán, as I said before, the poem tells the story of Beren, sons of Balahan and Lucien-Tinovier.

Beren was a mortal, but Lucien was the daughter of the elf king of ancient times. Her beauty was almost found throughout the world, and no one could compare with it. The most beautiful natural creature could not be described in detail. It was still a generation of the devil kings that rage, and Soren of Mordor was just his slave.

The Demon King lives in Angban in the north. Western elves crossed the sea and returned to Middle-earth to attack the Demon King. In order to regain the beautiful elves he stole, the ancestor of mankind also assisted the elves in battle based on righteous indignation. In a battle at that time, Beren, whose father was killed and who was also hunted by the enemy, went through difficulties and obstacles before fleeing from the horror mountains to the secret kingdom of the Tingge of the Atrium of the Nadoras Forest. It was there that he seemed destined to meet Lucien.

After the first meeting was shocked by the other party's amazing beauty, Beren named her Tinuvier, the nightingale in the old saying. They then went through many hardships together and separated for a long time. Tinuvier rescued Beren from Soren's dungeon. After a lifetime of death, the two of them defeated the Demon King. They took the most beautiful of the three elves from his Iron Crown as a gift to their father-in-law. But in the end, Beren died at the hands of the evil wolf in Angban and died in Tinuvier's arms. Then, she gave up her immortality and chose to follow Beren.

Perhaps looking at the entire history of the elves, Lucien's fate is the most peculiar one, and her behavior of giving up immortality and pursuing her lover to die was also the first time in the history of the elves. Of course, her bloodline has not yet been cut off, and Eron of Rivendell is her descendant. Because Beren and Tinuvier gave birth to Dior Tingge's heir. His name is Erandir. Not long after, Erandir and Elwin gave birth to the king of Numanor, all of which are the historical sources of Western royal families."

When the God Walker was telling all this, the Hobbits were all moved by his words, and they were suddenly trapped in the unspeakable sadness in the legend. Suddenly, a pale light shone down from the top of the wind and clouds. The crescent moon had climbed up the hills, covering up the originally faint starlight.

After a while of slowing down, Frodo took the lead in recovering and looked up at the hole that was overwhelming. "Look!" said Merry. "The moon is rising, maybe we should go to bed, rest early, and set off tomorrow."

The others then looked up. At the same time, they saw a black outline bathing in the moonlight on the top of the mountain. This might be just a big rock that happened to be located there, which was particularly prominent due to the pale moonlight.

Sam and Merry stood up and walked outside the fire. Frodo and Pipin were still pondering in front of the campfire. The traveler of the gods focused on the moonlight on the hillside. For some reason, Frodo suddenly looked at the seemingly calm and alert hearts around him. An alarm bell suddenly rang in his heart. This feeling of panic all day long made him feel very uncomfortable. Just when he was uneasy, Sam, who was still paced around, suddenly ran back with great strides.

"I'm not sure what that is," he said. "There's the situation, there's the situation!! Everyone, I think something is climbing up the hill."

"Did you see something?" Frodo jumped up.

"No, sir, I saw nothing, but heard some sounds!"

"I saw something," said Merry. "I felt that at the top of the mountain to the west, where the moonlight shone, there seemed to be two or three black shadows coming towards this side."

"Get close to the campfire, face out!" the god walker shouted. "Everyone, don't you all carry weapons! Maybe now, they are used later."

As the gods said, the Hobbits sat around the campfire, worriedly, and everyone's eyes were kept vigilant to prevent the enemy from raiding. Nothing happened. The night was silent, without any sound. Frodo moved, and he could hardly hold back and wanted to yell to vent the pressure.

"Shh!" Shen Xingke warned. "What is that?" Pipin exclaimed at the same time.

At the edge of this pit, near the hillside, everyone felt that they saw a few shadows growing in size. At first, everyone was still a little uncertain because they could see clearly. Soon, they no longer doubted: three or four tall figures were standing on the slope and looking down at them. Just as the Hobbits were about to scream in horror, the enemy began to set off towards them in such a horror atmosphere.

Merry and Pipin were so scared that they could not move, so they could only lie on the ground without moving. Sam leaned against Frodo. Frodo was not much better. In fact, he was far more fearful than what he showed. Even at this critical moment when he was about to be attacked by the enemy, Frodo instinctively wanted to wear his ring to avoid the enemy's attack, just as if he could not be attacked by the enemy with a ring. He closed his eyes and struggled for a moment, but soon he could no longer resist the temptation. Frodo slowly took out the training pistol and put the ring on the index finger of his left hand.

Although everything was the same as before, the figure of the enemy immediately became much clearer. He could see the body under the black clothes. There were five tall knights, two standing on the hillside, and three were moving forward step by step. One of the knights, who was wearing the ring, also looked up at Frodo when he first looked over. The black-robed knight held a dagger in one hand and a sword blade emitting cold light in the other. Suddenly, he rushed towards Frodo!

At the same time, Frodo also rushed to the ground. In panic, he waved randomly with the dagger he obtained from the tomb. He felt that he had hit the enemy who was rushing over. A shrill cry cut through the night sky, and he felt as if a poisoned ice cube pierced into his left shoulder.

In the chaos, Frodo saw the figure of the God Walker rushing over to help. Before he was completely unconscious, he tried his best to remove the ring from his fingers, and then completely held the chain of the ring and fell into a coma.
Chapter completed!