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Valley Town.

City Hall Square, inside the golden royal tent.

The elven king of Thranduil finally couldn't bear to watch the rhetoric and alarmist wizard.

"The orcs you mentioned have been hidden for so long."

Thranduil got up and looked at Gandalf and said contemptuously: "Then why didn't they continue to hide, but chose to shoot at this time?"

"Of course we were forced to!"

Gandalf said decisively and continued: "It was Thorin Oakenshield and his party that forced them to attack the expedition to reclaim the kingdom under the mountain."

"Those dwarves never had a chance to reach Erebor."

"The Orcs led by Azog the Destroyer have been chasing them."

"The true master behind Azog has always wanted to occupy the Lonely Mountain."

"Not only because of the treasures in the Lonely Mountain, but also because of the crucial strategic location of Lonely Mountain."

"Because with the Lonely Mountain as a starting point, they can conquer the land of Angmar further north."

"If that terrifying kingdom rises again, Glen, Lorraine, Shire, and even Gondor will all be captured!"

Gandalf solemnly spoke of the orc's conspiracy.

Thranduil is an Elf King at any rate, although he hates and even hates Gandalf, an alarmist wandering wizard.

But he could still hear the seriousness of the message in Gandalf's words at this time.

Slightly putting away the contempt on his face, Thranduil turned to Gandalf and asked, "Mithrandir, these half-orc armies you mentioned."

"Where are they now?"

Faced with the question of the Elf King, Gandalf, who was originally amazing, was at a loss for words.

He did encounter the Orc leader Azog and a large number of Orcs in the ruins of Dol Guldur.

When Sauron was seriously injured and trapped in the cage, he also vaguely saw the army of orcs leaving the ruins of Dol Guldur.

He knew that Azog's ultimate goal must be to march on Lonely Mountain.

However, he really didn't know where those half-orcs were now.

Looking at Gandalf, who was embarrassed and speechless, Thranduil couldn't help but once again showed a contemptuous smile on his face.

But at least it can be seen that Gandalf and the dragon slayer Morgan have a good relationship.

Thranduil didn't say anything bad, just turned and sat back on the bench, ignoring Gandalf at all.

At this moment, Morgan stood up immediately, said a few words with a smile to ease the atmosphere, and quickly took Gandalf out of the royal tent.

"Don't you even believe me?"

Gandalf looked angrily at Morgan, who was beside him, and said that he was almost out of the frame.

Morgan shook his head and smiled. "Gandalf, of course I will believe in you, just as I believed in you when we first met."

"I always believed in you."

"but."

Having said that, Morgan, who had left the royal court and walked into the city hall corridor, stopped and said in a deep voice, "That Thranduil doesn't trust you at all, Gandalf."

"Unless you have completely accurate information, the other party will not believe you."

"I can see that he has a prejudice against you."

Morgan watched Gandalf finish speaking in a deep voice.

Gandalf was silent.

He did sense Thranduil's strange attitude towards him.

Think about it a little bit.

Gandalf could even guess where these strange attitudes came from.

The feud between Thranduil and the dwarves of Erebor has been building for a long time.

Originally, Erebor was conquered by the dragon Smaug, and his country was destroyed.

Seeing the enemy's suffering, I want to say how the Elven King of Thranduil in the dark jungle is in the mood, whether he is happy or not, and whether he is ecstatic or not, others do not know.

But certainly not sad for the dwarves.

If it goes on like this, Thranduil will not feel anything.

However, Gandalf actually encouraged and organized an expedition to recover Erebor from Thorin Oakenshield, the orthodox heir of the Erebor lineage.

In the end, it was successfully recovered by Thorin Oakenshield.

And all this was caused by the expedition organized by Gandalf at the beginning.

Now Thranduil himself will come to deal with the dwarves himself.

Gandalf, who was the culprit, even came to persuade himself not to use soldiers against the dwarves.

How could Thranduil endure this.

He had been very restrained if he could just shoot Gandalf away from the start.

How could it be possible to listen to Gandalf's persuasion and give him a good look.

While Gandalf was silent.

At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from behind.

Morgan turned to see Bud following.

He reached out and patted Gandalf on the shoulder and said, "Forget it, don't think about it."

"It just so happens that Smaug still has a lot of meat left. It's been a long time. Let's have a drink together."

The voice fell, and Gandalf, who was in deep thought, immediately raised his head, as if wondering if he had heard something wrong, and looked at Morgan doubtfully: "Smaug's meat?"

Morgan looked at Gandalf with a grin, and said, "Yes, the flesh of Smaug, the dragon Smaug."

Deep in the lonely mountain.

In front of the weapons warehouse.

Looking at the terrifying and hysterical Thorin Oakenshield in front of him.

Bilbo was completely silent.

He finally understood what Bahrain had said to him on the King's Road before:

"The Arken Gem is the King of Gems"

"It empowers the person who wears it"

"Can Sorin be cured?"

"No, it will only make Thorin more insane."

"Perhaps, it's best to never find it."

The words of Bahrain kept coming back to mind.

Bilbo understands that Thorin Oakenshield's "dragon disease" has gone deep into the bone marrow.

Thorin Oakenshield is helpless.

It was impossible to expect him to wake up on his own.

The Arken gem must never be given to Thorin

If you want to stop the war between the dwarves and the elves and humans outside, you can only think of other ways.

Bilbo was firm.

At this time, a group of dwarves in the weapons warehouse were already dressed.

Everyone put on the most powerful armor in the entire mountain kingdom, took the sharpest weapon, and strode out.

Bilbo gave Thorin Oakenshield one last look.

Then he turned around, followed behind the dwarves, and walked out.

Waiting is torture.

Especially waiting for a war that must be lost.

waiting to die.

A group of dwarves wearing the best armor and best weapons in their lives.

Standing on the tall city wall of Lonely Mountain, looking at the elf army with dense golden patches on the opposite river valley town wall.

At this time, everyone's mind was heavy, and no one had the usual joking thoughts in the past.

"You said, can we win this time?"

"impossible"

"Impossible, we and I are only thirteen now, but there is an entire elf army on the opposite side!"

"We lost"

"But, hasn't Bahrain sent a message asking for help?"

"Ask for help, who to ask for help?"

"Is it the Iron Hills?"

"They won't come, have you all forgotten what Thorin said after the Eridron meeting when we were at Bilbo's house at first?"

"Dyne says it's just our adventure, it's just us"

"Then it's the thirteen of us who deal with an entire army of elves and those humans this time?"

"We are just us, what are we afraid of?"

"That's right, we're not afraid of those goddamn elves!"

"Just do it with them"

"Let them know we dwarves will never back down! Never surrender!"

"."

The dwarves talked a lot, cheering themselves up.

But everyone can hear that the strong outside and the middle are hidden in the strong tone, and the weak.

Bilbo was leaning against the corner of the city wall at this time, his eyes scattered, his eyes staring straight ahead.

The mind wandering is very obvious.

Bilbo was trying his best to think.

He wanted to figure out a way to avoid a war between the dwarves and the elf army in the opposite valley town.

Bilbo reached into his bosom and grasped the smooth Arken gem, thinking about it.

After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Bilbo's eyes widened for a moment, and he came to life.

He finally figured out a way!

Just standing up happily, he suddenly remembered that it was noon, and it was still far from night.

So Bilbo sat back in the corner again.

After thinking about the plan in my mind several times, I confirmed that it should not go wrong.

Bilbo was in a much better mood at once.

Leaning against the wall, basking in the warm winter sun.

Bilbo slept just like that.

Time passed quickly.

When the sun went down on the side of the day, the darkness enveloped the sky and the earth, and the cool breeze was blowing on the face.

Bilbo woke up.

After getting up and having dinner with a group of dwarves around a campfire.

Bilbo finds the props he uses for the night and hides it.

Then continue to wait patiently.

Time passed slowly.

The crescent moon was hidden in the dark clouds that day.

The sky was pitch black.

All the dwarves fell asleep, except for the night's watch when the dwarves continued to gather around the fire.

Holding a thick rope, Bilbo quietly climbed up the tall wall of the gate of the Lonely Mountain.

Find a good spot to tie the rope during the day.

Bilbo began to get busy.

Only when Bilbo concentrates on tying the ropes.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from not far away.

"You should be inside at this time, so that you can avoid the cold wind."

Startled suddenly, Bilbo turned his head hastily.

I saw the dwarf Bofu in a mighty armor standing not far away, rubbing his hands, staring at the dark night sky in a trance.

Seeing that it was Beaufort, Bilbo's extremely nervous mood was inexplicably relieved.

He got up quickly, looked at Bofo with an embarrassed smile and said, "The dragon inside smells badly and it's too stuffy. I want to come out and get some air."

Beaufort turned to look at Bilbo, and asked, "The elves are already deploying their archers."

"If there is no accident, the battle must be over by tomorrow night."

"At that time, I didn't know if I would still be alive."

Bofer looked at Bilbo and said with a smile: "Everyone has the right to choose whether to live or not. Such people should not be blamed."

Without waiting for Bilbo to speak, Beaufort continued to say: "It's almost midnight, and the next shift will be for Bombur to keep watch."

"It will take some time to wake up Bombur, I'll go down first"

Boffer said, turning around and walking down.

"Buffalo."

Bilbo finally spoke, stopped Boffer, smiled and said, "We'll see you tomorrow morning."

Boffer looked at Bilbo for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "Goodbye, Bilbo."

After saying that, he turned around.

Bilbo didn't care about Beauver and didn't understand himself.

He hurriedly grabbed the fastened rope and threw it onto the boulder outside the thick gate.

Then grab the rope and quickly climb down.

Soon, the nimble Bilbo successfully landed on the ground outside the gate.

Before long, the small and flexible figure disappeared into the darkness.

Valley Town.

City Hall Square, in the tent of the Golden King's Court.

"When did my opinion become so undervalued?"

Gandalf was angrily questioning Thranduil who was sitting on the bench: "What do you think I want to do?"

"I think you're trying to save your dwarf friend"

"Don't forget, Mislandil, this happened because of you"

Thranduil also stood up and said unceremoniously.

Looking at the two people who pointed the needle to Maimang in front of them.

Morgan sighed inwardly, but did not intend to speak.

He had persuaded Gandalf when he had been drinking with Gandalf Bard during the day.

But Gandalf, who knew the horror of the Orcs, would not be Gandalf if he could listen to him at this time.

Look at the two quarreling in front of you.

Morgan already had an idea about what to do next, how to stop the war between the elves and the dwarves tomorrow.

But these thoughts, certainly can not be said to Gandalf.

So, if Gandalf wants to quarrel, let him quarrel with Thranduil.

Bud's expression on the side was a little heavy.

Some of Gandalf's words had evidently affected him.

But there was the Elf King Thranduil who blocked Gandalf's "enthusiasm".

Bud's expression was rather calm.

at this time.

A short and sturdy figure suddenly appeared in front of the royal tent.

Looking at the familiar figure in his sight, Morgan immediately widened his eyes and said in surprise, "Bilbo."

Bilbo's unexpected arrival immediately stopped the quarrel between the two in the tent.

"Bilbo Baggins."

Gandalf looked at Bilbo with the same surprise as Morgan's.

But the Elf King of Thranduil looked at Bilbo and recognized him at a glance.

"If I remember correctly, it should be the halfling who stole the key to the dungeon from under my guard's eyelids?"

Thranduil watched Bilbo speak slowly.

Bilbo scratched his head in embarrassment, and said softly, "It's me."

"But I'm here today to give you this."

Bilbo said and stepped forward, took out something wrapped in cloth from his bosom, and put it on the table.

With Bilbo quickly opening the fabric instantly.

Everyone in the entire royal tent was stunned.

"Heart of the Mountain."

Thranduil couldn't help muttering to himself as he looked at the gems that were constantly glowing on the table.

"The King's Treasure."

Bud is also a gem on the table with an incredible face.

Even Gandalf and Morgan were all focused on the priceless and incomparably precious king of gems in front of them.

Morgan looked at the fantasy gems that were emitting dazzling colors all the time, and it didn't feel like it was real.

"How could you have such a thing?"

Bud quickly reacted, looking down at Bilbo and asked.

Bilbo said calmly: "I count him as a fifteenth of my treasure commission."

Bud looked complicated and continued: "Then why did you do this, this is your treasure, and you have no obligation to us?"

"no no."

Bilbo shook his head quickly: "I didn't do this for you."

Having said this, Bilbo raised his head and looked at the Elf King and the dragon slayer in front of him and said seriously, "I know that dwarves are often very stubborn and stubborn."

"Sometimes it's stupid and tricky, and they keep everything secret and suspicious"

"And it's unbelievably impolite."

"But, they're kind, they're brave, and they're even loyal enough to ask right or wrong."

"I like them a lot now, so I want to save them as much as I can."

"Sorin, this gem is now cherished above all else."

"You just need to take it to Sorin to exchange it, and I believe he will give you your share."

"In this way, you won't need to fight again."

Bilbo said these heavy words in a very calm tone.

Moved everyone present.

this moment.

Thranduil and Bud looked at Bilbo with incredible, silent eyes;

Gandalf looked at Bilbo with joy and relief;

When Morgan looked at Bilbo's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the deepest brilliance of human nature. It was greatness and brilliance.

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