Chapter 1057 1039 Evil Dragon

Chapter 1057 1039. Evil Dragon

"This is not what we promised, Gandalf!"

After the banquet was over, Elrond took a wizard and an 'agent of the wizard' to another place in Rivendell.

On the road, Lan, who was following Elrond, lowered his voice and tilted his head viciously to Gandalf beside him.

The old wizard still didn't dare to let the foot that 'knocked on the table' on the dining table touch the ground. He jumped up and down when he walked, and his long beard that reached his stomach also trembled.

But the old man held the wand in one hand, and there was nothing strange about his face.

"Just be a helper, Lan En!"

Gandalf also muttered vaguely.

"This is not a trivial matter. I can't say enough for me 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 mean I am Radagast's agent."

Lan En 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've been friends with Radagast for a long time, longer than you can imagine, and I know him very well."

Then, the old wizard's tone revealed sincerity.

"I need help, Lan. Just like Radagast needed your help in Mirkwood."

"Do you think I'm a good person?"

The witcher looked at Gandalf expressionlessly.

The old wizard clicked his pipe and blew out a perfect smoke ring happily.

"How can I say this? But if you can lend a helping hand, I promise. Haha!"

“It’ll be great for you and fun for me!”

Lan En raised his eyebrows: "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!

Lan 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 costume also floated and spun around.

"Okay, you two wizards, please stop whispering for a moment."

This is a small hall in Rivendell, and it's already dark after the dinner party.

The magic of Rivendell not only makes the sun always soft and warm, but even the moonlight is always gentle and bright.

The bright moonlight slanted down 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 face, temperament and other reasons, the hobbit Bilbo is also there.

Even if the dwarves are unarmed, at first glance they look like a group of dwarfs who are fully armed and ready to kill people's heads at any time.

So although the Hobbit is about the same height as them, he feels like a primary school student jumping out with a bag on his back 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 into the hall with Lan.

"Although these poor little guys were definitely exhausted from the long journey."

Faced with Elrond's inquiry, Gandalf responded openly.

"exactly."

He did not hide that his group had another purpose, and 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 seemed that they had not completely reached an agreement.

After Gandalf spoke up, Thorin Oakenshield, a dwarf with a majestic temperament, 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 me! Now is not the time!"

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 trip? 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 great sobering medicine.

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 in a hurry at all. He just watched Gandalf persuade Thorin silently.

The map was an old parchment, and it was even starting to soften.

With just one glance, Elrond recognized the surface information on the map.

"Is this Elbor?"

He looked up with the map and asked Gandalf in surprise.

"Why are you so interested in the map of Lonely Mountain?"

"Academic reasons!" Gandalf smiled and added, "Mainly academic reasons. This kind of ancient map always has some hidden secrets worth discovering."

Elrond had a look on his face that said, "I'll just listen to your nonsense."

But he still tilted his head to look at the moonlight outside, and then raised the map in his hand again.

"This is the Moon Words. A very useful means of confidentiality."

Gandalf and Thorin's eyes lit up.

"Oh, I forgot you studied the ancient dwarven language!"

"Not really proficient." Elrond said politely, "It's easy to read the contents of these moon words. Just read them under the same moon phase, moon color, and moonlight on the day when these words were written, and the moon words will naturally appear."

"They should have been written under a new moon in summer two hundred years ago."

"It just so happens that today's moonlight matches the time when the code words on this map were recorded. You came by chance. Or should I say..."

Elrond looked at Gandalf and Thorin meaningfully.

"To some extent, it's destined."

Elrond held up the map and faced the moonlight.

Then, the parchment revealed flashing code words.

Elrond repeated the code words.

According to the custom of this world, the code words really use the form of poetry.

This even made Lan En a little worried that the person who wrote the code words would discard some information for the sake of rhyme.

The code words seemed to describe a secret door, about the opening time and opening location of the secret door.

After Elrond finished retelling, he showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"Secret Gate. Lonely Mountain?"

He handed the map back to Thorin, returning it to its original owner.

"So your dwarf team is not on a long journey, but an expedition? You want to take back your country from the hands of that evil dragon?"

"So what?"

Thorin took his map, put it back in his arms, and said expressionlessly.

"It is only natural that the dwarves take back their country!"

"That's true, but" Elrond was not angry at Thorin's rudeness, but just frowned slightly, "Some people think this is not wise."

"An evil dragon?"

Lann interrupted at this time.

"An evil dragon occupied the dwarf kingdom of Lonely Mountain?"

"And it has been entrenched until now, and it has been hundreds of years."

Gandalf confirmed this sentence and added.

"The evil dragon Smaug is the largest and most vicious dragon in the north of Middle-earth today."

"That day it came from the east, and the storm created by its wings alone blew down all the trees in an ancient forest. Its claws are like butcher hooks, and its teeth are like sharp swords!"

The demon hunter frowned.

Today, he has seen many dragons in many worlds.

In Westeros, he even got the skull of Balerion, the god of the black death. The dragon was estimated to be more than 200 meters long when it was alive.

It can swallow an African elephant with one mouth.

But this kind of dragon still did not have the power to capture a country or a city alone in the era of feudal knights.

A crossbow can make it bleed.

Although the dragons in the New World are generally very strong, they have not been heard of any intentions towards human society, only very wild natural instincts.

The ancient dragon era of the world of fire has long been swept away by the gods of fire.

Not to mention the magical Middle Ages.

In the world of magic, although dragons are powerful, they are actually more like an expensive and dangerous commodity.

Although the magical power of dragons is a headache and fear, as long as the attack is concealed and sudden enough, the dragon cannot react.

Then a few ordinary strong men forming a dragon-slaying team are enough to hunt the dragon.

The famous Klingfeld plunderer even hunted many dragons along the way with only a few people and became famous for this.

Compared with the monsters in the New World, the dragons in the Magical Middle Ages are more like "glass cannons".

The magic possessed by some of them may not even be able to withstand the ancient dragons in the New World. But they themselves can actually be killed with just a well-placed javelin.

So when Lan En was in the Magical Middle Ages, except for telling Qilin not to mess with strange 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.