Mysterious Ranger! Future Human Emperor Aragorn Appears

Of course, the reason Wang Zhen and the others had become close friends with Frodo and the other four Hobbits in such a short time was not merely because of the fine food and wine the Hobbits had never tasted before. It was also because Wang Zhen's group possessed formidable strength and could stand against the Ringwraiths who had come to intercept them. But in Frodo's eyes, the most important point was that none of them showed any intention of taking the One Ring hanging around his neck!

"This is The Prancing Pony. Let's go in."

Before he had even finished speaking, Wang Zhen pushed open the somewhat battered wooden door.

Then Wang Zhen and the others ushered the child-sized Frodo and the other Hobbits into the middle of their group before entering the ancient, shabby little tavern, which seemed weathered by the years.

Though the tavern called The Prancing Pony did not look particularly large from outside, it was packed with customers. Their attire was a motley mix, and every sort of person could be found among them.

Among these people—tall and short, fat and thin, vicious-looking, shabby, weathered, downcast, elderly, or young and strong—the overwhelming majority carried blades, swords, or other weapons. Most wore metal armor or leather armor as well. Though it was generally old, damaged, and incomplete, their identities were obvious: they were the sort of adventurers or mercenaries most commonly seen in fantasy novels, and the kind who were doing especially poorly.

After sweeping his gaze across the room, Wang Zhen and the others rudely shoved aside the down-and-out adventurers, shielded the four Hobbits, and took two adjacent tables by the window. They casually ordered a few beers and several snacks, but no one ate or drank. Instead, they carefully observed the tavern's patrons once