The strong orc in front of him rushed forward fiercely again, and the expression clearly in a trance, Polomir raised his sword and slashed the coming strong orc.

Just then.

"Swoosh..."

Another arrow shot from a distance.

The center is on Polomir's left knee.

Polomir's body shaking violently immediately stood unsteadily, and he bent his knees and knelt on the ground in an instant.

The two hobbits on the side of the house, Meili and Pipin, looked at Polomir who had been kneeling on the ground with two arrows in a row, and their eyes were wide open and shocked.

"Catch the halfling!"

The strong orc Baka was very satisfied with his archery skills. He looked at the human kneeling on the ground and was unable to resist, and immediately yelled at the strong orc in front.

“Huhu…”

“Huhu…”

Polomir, who was kneeling on the ground, gasped in a daze.

The strong orcs around him turned a blind eye to the human being shot by the leader at this time, and immediately rushed towards the two half-lingers not far away amid the leader's command.

Seeing Polomir's two arrows kneeling on the ground, Meri and Pipin stared at shock and couldn't accept it, and almost forgot to resist. Without Polomir's protection, they were immediately forced to subdue and resisted by the two powerful orcs.

After the master got the halfling target, the strong orc army immediately rushed to the distance and prepared to return.

The strong orc leader behind him quickly walked forward, walked to Polomir, who was kneeling on the ground, was gasping for strength, and looked at the prey shot by the poisoned arrow, grinned and opened his longbow again.

"Polomir!"

A roar of anger came from not far away.

The powerful orc Baka immediately looked up and saw a human figure rushing towards him.

......

In the dense forest.

“Frodo…”

“Frodo…”

Sam, who was running barefoot in the woods, shouted loudly.

The edge of the forest.

The bonfire that everyone had lit before was still burning quietly.

Frodo, who successfully escaped from the pursuit of the powerful orcs, was looking at the river in front of him with an extremely complicated and painful expression.

For this ring.

Uncle Morgan is dead...

Gandalf is dead too...

Polomir, a partner who traveled all the way, went crazy...

Looking at the golden ring in his hand, Frodo felt extremely painful and regretful.

"I really wish I couldn't get this ring..."

"I really hope this hasn't happened..."

"Yes, everyone thinks this way when they encounter difficulties..."

"But we cannot decide our destiny..."

"What we can do is make our own choices in times of suffering."

What Gandalf had told him suddenly flashed in his mind.

Frodo's originally painful eyes began to gradually become firmer.

"Frodo, there is other power in the world besides evil..."

"Bilbo is destined to find the Lord of the Rings..."

"And you, Frodo, you are destined to get it..."

In my mind, Gandalf's voice became clearer.

Finally, Frodo's eyes became firm. He clenched the ring in his hand, walked quickly to the place where he placed the dry food package and picked up the package, jumped onto a ferry, pushing it to the river.

“Frodo…”

Sam's shout came from behind.

Frodo paused and immediately accelerated to push the boat down the river.

“Frodo…”

Finally, Sam, who rushed out of the forest, found the ferry leaving the river and found Frodo's figure.

"Frodo, wait for me!"

"No, Sam, go back, I'm going to Modo alone..."

"I know!"

"I want to go with you!"

Watching the ferry start to walk away, Sam rushed into the river without hesitation.

"Sam, go back."

"Sam, you can't swim, Sam!"

"Sam!"

Watching Sam's body sink into the water.

Frodo's face changed drastically and he immediately rowed to approach Sam.

Finally, when Frodo rescued Sam from the water.

Sam looked at Frodo with wet all over and cried, "I promised Frodo, I promised Mr. Morgan to Gandalf, and I will definitely not leave you."

"I don't know, absolutely not..."

Looking at Sam with tears in the corner of his eyes.

Frodo was finally moved. He hugged Sam and said firmly with his eyes with his eyes that had just dried up, "Then let's go together!"

"Let's go."

"Um!"

Sam nodded and the two began to struggle to paddle across the river.

Just as the two hobbit ferries docked, the two quickly disappeared into the forest.

The upper reaches of Anduin River.

An exquisite ferry was sailing down quickly.

As we approach Lalos Falls, Morgan's paddles faster.

Not long after.

Finally, two exquisite ferry figures docked on the bank of the river appeared in the eyes of Morgan and Gandalf.

"Gandalf, look..."

Morgan pointed to the shore ahead and opened his mouth.

"I saw that they got ashore here..."

"No, to go to Modo, you must go to Aimimor from the forest opposite to Aimimor. Their boat is still there, and they haven't left yet?"

"Or took another path?"

Gandalf immediately saw something wrong and spoke out immediately.

"I think not only did they not leave, but they might have encountered something. You see a bonfire burning on the shore, and the packages around the bonfire!"

Morgan stood up from the boat, squinted his eyes slightly and pointed at the deep voice on the distant shore.

After Morgan said this, Gandalf immediately looked closely and immediately discovered the situation.

"Walk!"

The two looked at each other with serious expressions and immediately accelerated toward the shore ahead.

Soon, when Morgan and Gandalf quickly jumped off the shore and watched the bonfires that kept getting smaller and around them.

The two of them immediately became solemn.

Whenever there was a situation, everyone would have to be together. Even the bonfire was not extinguished and there was no time to get the package.

There must be only one possibility: in danger!
To be continued...