Chapter 1057 1039.Evil Dragon
“This is not what we promised, Gandalf!”
After the banquet was over, Elrond took a wizard and a ‘wizard’s agent’ to another place in Rivendell.
On the road, Lann, who was following Elrond, lowered his voice and tilted his head to Gandalf next to him viciously.
The old wizard still doesn't dare to let the foot that "knocks on the table" on the dining table touch the ground. He bounces up and down when he walks, and his long beard that reaches his belly also trembles.
But the old man held the wand in one hand and there was nothing strange about his face.
“Just help , Lan!”
Gandalf also muttered vaguely in a low voice.
"This is not a small matter. I can't say enough for to stand up! Besides, didn't you really follow Radagast to Dol Guldur and watch it? What I said is right!"
“I saw it with my own eyes at the scene, but that doesn’t an I am Radagast’s agent.”
Lann decisively opened up the loopholes in the old wizard's mouth.
“Have you asked his opinion?”
"You can rest assured." Gandalf confidently took out the pipe from his belt and held it in his mouth.
“I have been friends with Radagast for a long ti, longer than you can imagine, and I know him well.”
Then, the old wizard's tone revealed sincerity.
"I need help, Lane. Just like Radagast needed your help in Mirkwood."
“Do you think I’m a bad guy?”
The witcher looked at Gandalf expressionlessly.
The old wizard clicked his pipe and puffed out a perfect smoke ring happily.
“It’s hard to say this? But if you can lend a helping hand, I promise. Haha!”
“This will be good for you and fun for !”
Lan En raised an eyebrow: "Is this a prophecy? Do you have the magic power of prophecy?"
Gandalf smiled and remained silent, making only the clicking sound of his pipe.
I hate the Riddler!
Lann almost wanted to give Gandalf another good leg!
But this can only be an idea.
Because Elrond, who was walking in front, had stopped.
He turned around casually and gracefully, and the two ribbons hanging from the shoulders of the elf costu also floated and spun around.
“Okay, two wizards, we have to stop whispering for a mont.”
This is a small hall in Rivendell. It is already dark after the dinner party.
Rivendell's magic not only makes the sunlight always soft and warm, but also the moonlight is always gentle and bright.
The bright moonlight shone slantingly from the windows of the hall, and the elves' already artistic building suddenly had a more tranquil and peaceful atmosphere.
Thorin, who left the dinner early, and Balin, the oldest and most experienced dwarf, were already waiting here.
And it seems that he has considered formally discussing things with the elves. Due to his affinity, kind appearance, temperant and other reasons, the hobbit Bilbo is also there.
Even if the dwarves are unard, at first glance they look like a group of dwarfs who are fully ard and ready to smash people's heads.
Hobbits are about the sa height as them, but they feel like elentary school students jumping out with their bags on their backs after a spring outing.
Harmless and joyful.
In communication, being able to show yourself to be harmless and non-threatening is a very advantageous trait.
As they walked down, both the dwarf and the hobbit nodded kindly to Lan, and received an equally kind response.
"You are leading a group of dwarves, including the bloodline of the King of the Lonely Mountain, through the dangerous wilderness, facing trolls, wargs, and orcs. You must not just want to spend a few days in Rivendell, right? "
Elrond spread his hands and looked at Gandalf who walked down the stairs and entered the hall with Lan.
“Though these poor little fellows are indeed exhausted from their long journey.”
Facing Elrond’s inquiry, Gandalf responded openly.
"exactly."
He did not hide that his group had other purposes, he said it to Thorin in front of everyone.
“Bring it out, Thorin. That map.”
But although Gandalf succeeded in getting Thorin, who left early, to wait here, it seed that they had not fully reached an agreent.
After Gandalf spoke up, Thorin Oakenshield, the dwarf with a majestic temperant, just looked at Elrond and made no move to take out anything.
"That map is a relic of my ancestors and the property of my people. It is my natural duty to protect its secrets, and outsiders have no right to see it."
“Don’t act like a dwarf on ! Now is not the ti!”
Gandalf said angrily.
"Sooner or later, your pride will make you suffer! Use your brain, Thorin! Standing in front of us is the only person in Middle-earth who can possibly see through the secrets on the map. Get the map to Elrond quickly !”
“Do you still want to succeed in this long journey? If you can’t understand the things on the map, I think there is no need for us to continue walking. We will suffer the consequences! Let’s break up where we are!”
Unavoidable questions are the best dicine for sobriety.
Although Lan En didn't know where this group of dwarves was going or what they were going to do.
But thinking about it, if you can’t understand the map, there is no point in traveling far.
Finally, Thorin took out the map and handed it to Elrond.
Elrond was not anxious at all, he just watched silently as Gandalf persuaded Thorin in front of him.
The map was an old piece of parchnt that was even beginning to weaken. With just one glance, Elrond recognized the surface information of the map.
“Is this Elbor?”
He raised his head with the map and asked Gandalf in surprise.
“Why are you so interested in Gushan’s map?”
"Academic reasons!" Gandalf added with a smile beside him, "It's mainly academic reasons. There are always so deep secrets worth discovering in such ancient maps."
Elrond had an expression on his face that said, "I'll just listen to your nonsense."
But he still tilted his head and glanced at the moonlight outside, and then raised the map in his hand.
“This is the writing of the moon. A very useful ans of keeping secrets.”
Gandalf and Thorin's eyes suddenly lit up.
“Oh, I forgot that you are also proficient in the ancient dwarf language!”
"It's not proficient." Elrond said politely, "It's easy to see clearly the content of these lunar writings, as long as you read them under the sa moon phase, moonlight, and moonlight on the day when these words were written. , the words of the moon will appear naturally.”
“They were probably written under a new moon in the sumr two hundred years ago.”
“It just so happens that today’s moonlight coincides with the ti recorded in the secret code on this map. You are here by chance. Or rather”
Elrond looked at Gandalf and Thorin thoughtfully.
“To so extent, destined.”
Elrond held up the map to the moonlight.
Imdiately afterwards, a shining code word appeared on the parchnt.
Elrond repeated the code words.
According to the custom of this world, the secret language indeed uses the form of poetry.
This even made Lan En a little worried whether the person who wrote the code words would discard any information for the sake of rhy.
Those code words seem to describe a secret door, regarding the opening ti and location of the secret door.
And Elrond also showed an expression of enlightennt after finishing retelling.
“Secret door. Lonely mountain?”
He handed the map back to Thorin and returned it to its original owner.
“So your dwarf team is not traveling far, but on an expedition? Do you want to take back your country from the hands of that evil dragon?”
"so what?"
Thorin took his map, put it in his arms again, and said expressionlessly.
“The dwarves’ country will be taken back by the dwarves, this is natural!”
"It is true, but" Elrond was not angry at Thorin's rudeness, but frowned slightly, "so people think this is not wise."
“A dragon?”
Lan En intervened at this ti.
“An evil dragon captured the dwarves’ Lonely Mountain Kingdom?”
“And it has been here for hundreds of years.”
Gandalf confird this statent and added to it.
“The dragon Smaug is the largest and most vicious dragon in the north of Middle-earth today.”
“That day it ca from the east, and the storm whipped up by its wings alone broke all the big trees in an ancient forest. Its claws were like butcher hooks, and its teeth were like sharp swords!”
The witcher frowned.
To this day, he has seen many dragons in many worlds.
Earliest in Westeros, he even obtained the skull of Balerion, the Black Death God. The dragon was estimated to have been more than two hundred ters long before death.
One mouth can swallow an African elephant.
But this kind of giant dragon, in the era of feudal knights, still did not have the power to conquer a country or city alone.
The bed crossbow can make it bleed.
As for the dragons in the New World, although they are generally very strong, they are not said to have any intentions towards human society. They only have wild natural instincts.
The age of ancient dragons in the world of flas has long been swept away by the gods of fire.
Let alone the Magical Middle Ages.
In the world of magic, although dragons are powerful, they tend to be expensive and dangerous commodities.
Although the magical power of the dragon is a headache and frightening, as long as the attack is concealed and sudden enough, the dragon cannot react.
Then a few strong n usually form a dragon-slaying team, which is enough to hunt the giant dragon.
The famous Clynnfield raiders even beca famous by hunting down many dragons with just a few n.
Compared with the monsters of the New World, magical dieval dragons are more like ‘glass cannons’.
The magic possessed by so of them may not even be tolerated by the ancient dragons of the New World. But they themselves can actually be killed with just a well-placed spear.
So when Lan En was in the Magical Middle Ages, except for keeping Qilin away from weird things when playing outside, there was basically nothing to worry about.
But in this world, the arrogance of the evil dragon Smaug seems to be extraordinary.
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