I reforged the glory of the magic ring in Middle-earth

Chapter 75 Crux
After Thorin finished speaking, Tanis immediately noticed that Gandalf's expression turned extremely bad, as if the cultured old wizard was about to erupt his temper like a volcano.

Tanes hurriedly comforted Gandalf, then blinked wildly and signaled Balin with his eyes, asking the kind dwarf who wanted to persuade Thorin but didn't know how to do it to pull Thorin away.

Gandalf's expression improved after he could no longer see Thorin, but he was still very angry and his chest kept heaving.

Tanis tried to change the subject and asked, "Gandalf, I've been wanting to ask you for a long time. Why are dwarves like Thorin, Fili, and Kili so hostile to the elves? Thorin even seems to be hating them. Have the elves really betrayed the dwarves?"

He thought for a moment and added, "But from my experience with Elrond, I don't believe he's the treacherous villain Thorin describes him as. Furthermore, when they encountered the dwarves in my territory, they didn't show any dislike. It was the dwarves who were unilaterally hostile to the elves."

Gandalf patted his chest, took a deep breath, then sat down and put the cigarette holder in his mouth.

He took a long drag on his cigarette before answering Tanes' question, his tone still hinting at Thorin's anger. "This is both difficult and easy to explain. But if I were to recount the conflicts between the dwarves and elves from the beginning, it would take too much time."

Tanis heard Gandalf talking about his unique "wizard nonsense literature" again. He waited until the other party's mood improved a little before he smiled and teased: "Then tell me briefly, and I will ask Elrond for the details myself."

Gandalf looked at Tanis in surprise and said, "You mean to say that you support me taking the dwarves to Rivendell?"

Tanis nodded. "I have no reason to refuse, Gandalf. Elrond has long wanted to invite me to Rivendell, so this is a good opportunity to go. Of course, more importantly, there is no hatred between the elves and me. On the contrary, our relationship is quite good."

The relationship was indeed very good, especially when the golden tree grew stronger and stronger and turned into a giant tree. The way the elves looked at the golden tree made Tanes feel like they were even on a pilgrimage.

Of course, this is just a feeling, the elves do not regard the golden tree as their sacred tree.

Tanes could feel that there was actually more of a sense of nostalgia in their eyes.

Gandalf sighed, "If only Thorin were as easy to talk to as you."

Tanes shrugged. "So what happened to the dwarves and the elves? You haven't told me that yet."

Gandalf glanced in the direction Thorin had left, then turned his head to look at the dwarves in the house. He stood up, motioned for Tanis to follow him, and said, "To avoid irritating the dwarves, let's talk outside."

Tanis followed Gandalf to a relatively secluded part of the village.

This is an abandoned house that has not been inhabited for a long time, as if it has been forgotten by the villagers.

The iron chain on the rotten wooden door was rusted. The wind blew silently through the broken window, stirring up dust and scattering items in the room at random.

Of course, Tanis and Gandalf did not enter the abandoned house, but stood in the grass behind the house.

Gandalf put down his pipe and said, "Thorin's words are full of his own subjective feelings. The real facts are by no means what you heard. Moreover, he has made a mistake about one very important thing. Please allow me to explain to you that the elves who are at odds with them are not the same elves led by Lord Elrond."

Tanes showed a look of astonishment and said with a smile, "I knew that Elrond would never sit idly by and watch innocent people being attacked by dragons."

Then he asked, "Where did the elves who are at odds with the dwarves come from?"

Gandalf replied, "Those are hunters from Mirkwood, led by their Elf-King, Thranduil, son of Oropher, who dwell in the Mirkwood region within Mirkwood. Although both are elves, strictly speaking, these Mirkwood elves belong to the Sindarin, while Lord Elrond and his men belong to the Noldor."

Then he sighed, "However, because elves rarely appear in the sight of humans or dwarves, they are not aware that elves have different cultures."

Tanes nodded thoughtfully. "No wonder Thorin hated all the elves. So what did the elves do?"

Gandalf raised an eyebrow and shook his head vigorously. "What did the elves do? No, Tanis, quite the opposite. It was the dwarves who were at fault first. One could even say that the Sindarin elves stood indifferent and did nothing when Smaug attacked the Lonely Mountain. It was entirely the dwarves' fault. They pushed their allies away with their own hands."

He looked at Tanes's surprised and amazed expression and continued, "The dwarves of the Lonely Mountain were once on good terms with the Sindar of Mirkwood. I'm sure you know how prosperous the Lonely Mountain once was, with gold flowing freely from the top to the bottom of the mountain. But as the dwarves' wealth grew, their kindness faded."

"According to what I have heard, Thranduil once asked Thror, the King of the Lonely Mountain at the time, Thorin's grandfather, to repair his late wife's necklace. Thror gladly agreed and repaired the necklace with precious diamonds. But when Thranduil wanted to take back his late wife's necklace, he was refused by the dwarves."

Tanis opened his mouth slightly, dumbfounded by what Gandalf said.

He said in disbelief, "Why is this? Why would the dwarf refuse to return the necklace to the Elf King?"

Gandalf sighed deeply and answered, "Elves and dwarves, each has his own story. The elves say the dwarves stole their treasure. The dwarves say the Elf King refused to pay their due wages. Unfortunately, because of this, Thranduil broke off relations with the Dwarves of the Lonely Mountain."

After hearing what Gandalf said, Tanis's features twisted into a knot.

He didn't know what tone to use, so he could only ask weakly, "Whose words do you believe more, Gandalf? The elves or the dwarves?"

Gandalf's mouth twitched a few times, he glanced in the direction of Farmer David's house, and whispered, "I believe the elves' words more, Tanes. Of course, please don't get me wrong, this doesn't mean that I don't trust Thorin, otherwise I wouldn't have given him the key and map to the hidden door of Lonely Mountain. It's just..."

"Only?" Tanis waited for Gandalf's next words.

Gandalf said meaningfully, "However, the gold of the Lonely Mountain carries a certain 'disease' that curses Thorin and his people, the direct descendants of the royal family of Thorin. Tanis, I must remind you that I know you and Thorin have a very good relationship, but precisely because he is your good friend, you must put away those magical and expensive items of yours and don't show them to Thorin, for fear of irritating him."

Tanes frowned now, and his expression became serious when he heard that there was some disease in Thorin and his family's blood.

He asked, "Since you know it's a disease, why don't you get treatment?"

Gandalf sighed and said, "If it was a 'disease' that could be cured so easily, Thror would not have ended up in such a miserable state. This is not a physical illness, but more of a mental illness, and neither you nor I can predict when this mental illness will appear in Thorin."

Tanes said: "I will always pay attention to Thorin's problems. He is my friend and someone I am willing to lend a hand to in the most difficult times. I will never sit idly by."

Gandalf looked at Tanis with a gratified look and said, "It is the greatest luck in Thorin's life that he has a friend like you."

"What luck? What happened to Thorin?" Bilbo's voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them.

Tanis turned suddenly and looked at Bilbo in surprise, making the hobbit think that he had done something wrong. He stood there awkwardly and tried to explain that he had not meant to eavesdrop.

Although Bilbo hadn't come with hostility, Tanis hadn't let his guard down, but he still hadn't realized when Bilbo had actually walked up behind him. Bilbo forced a smile and stammered, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation. I just noticed Thorin wasn't happy with you, and I was worried about you. And, it was Bofur who sent me to call you two back to prepare dinner. David has already bought the wine from the market."

Tanis nodded and gave Bilbo a reassuring look, which made the latter breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he looked at Gandalf and asked in surprise, "Is this why you chose the Hobbit?"

Gandalf smiled faintly, walked over to Bilbo and patted him gently on the back, which made Bilbo a little at a loss.

Gandalf said, "Let's trust the judgment of a wizard. Our Bilbo will surely bring us more surprises."

Bilbo shook his shoulders uncomfortably and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, but I think we should hurry back to eat, or the dwarves might finish their food."

Tanis nodded and walked back with Gandalf, while they discussed how to persuade Thorin to go to Rivendell.

Bilbo lagged behind by a little and did not catch up immediately, for he was thinking about what Gandalf had just said.

In fact, Bilbo almost heard everything Gandalf said. At first, he simply wanted to wait until they finished talking before appearing so as not to disturb Tanis and Gandalf.

And Bilbo himself had no intention of eavesdropping; he stood quite far away.

But who knew that Gandalf's voice would become louder as he spoke, and Bilbo could hear it.

This made him feel very awkward. He didn't know whether to show up immediately or wait for them to finish. By the time Bilbo decided to call them, Gandalf had already finished talking about the dwarves.

Is there a cursed disease in Thorin and his people's blood? Will it put them in danger?
Bilbo thought to himself with some uneasiness.

This kind-hearted Hobbit actually cared about others instead of whether he would be implicated by the dwarf's illness.

"What's wrong, Bilbo? Come on." Tanis's concerned voice came from the front, bringing Bilbo back to his senses and he immediately followed Tanis and Gandalf.

David's family did not skimp on dinner; he not only bought ale from the market, but even got a barrel of wine.

His wife also slaughtered a lamb and several chickens. These animals were lucky enough to escape the clutches of the ogre, but unexpectedly became food for the dwarves.

Just as David said, Thorin did not eat and drink for free. Instead, he paid David's family the due amount for the food and drink consumed by the dwarves according to the local market price.

Seeing this scene, Tanes kept muttering in his heart, as if as long as Thorin did not involve the issues of the elves, he would still be the upright and friendly dwarf leader.

At dinner, perhaps because of Thorin's quarrel with Gandalf in the afternoon, he rarely chose to drink.

The dwarves, who were originally a little restrained and didn't know whether they should drink, saw Thorin start drinking first, so they couldn't hold back and started drinking from the barrels one by one.

Even Balin, who looked the most kindly, and Ou Rui, who was the most knowledgeable, threw aside their reserve and started drinking.

It can be seen that the dwarves really like wine.

However, when the dinner was almost over, Thorin quietly left David's house alone.

Thorin's cheeks were flushed with a slight drunken blush, but his eyes were still clear.

As the laughter and chatter of dinner faded away, he gently pushed open the door of David's house and walked into the night alone.

After a while, Thorin skillfully climbed onto the roof of David's house and sat on the ridge, keeping a distance from the hustle and bustle inside the house.

The bright moon hung in the quiet night sky, and its silver light fell on Thorin, covering him with a layer of light silver gauze.

His gaze seemed to pass through the moon. The tiles on the roof looked particularly warm under the moonlight, and one or two fallen leaves rolled gently in the night breeze.

Thorin just sat there, not moving.

"What are you thinking about?" Tanes' voice broke the silence here, making Thorin turn around in surprise.

At this time, Tanes was not wearing the White Wolf War Ghost armor, but an ordinary set of clothes, rarely revealing his handsome face.

Thorin asked, "Why don't you continue eating with them?"

Tanes rolled over and landed directly beside Thorin, then patted his clothes and sat down. He replied, "Because I saw a dwarf with a gloomy face and quietly left the table."

Thorin's mouth twitched a few times, and he finally said helplessly, "Is my expression really that obvious?"

Tanis shrugged. "Everyone can probably sense that you're in a bad mood, but they're afraid of your usual majesty, so they don't dare say anything. Are you still angry about what happened with Gandalf this afternoon?"

Thorin turned his head and looked back at the moon in the night sky. He replied in a low voice, "No, I'm actually no longer angry. In fact, I actually understand that Gandalf is right. Going to Rivendell to seek the help of Lord Elrond will allow me to obtain information about the secret door of Lonely Mountain faster and more effectively."

Then he sighed deeply and said, "But when I hear the word 'elves,' even now, uncontrollable rage rises from the depths of my soul. I cannot forgive them, I cannot forgive the elves who never offered a helping hand when my people were in trouble. Even though I know that consulting the elves on this matter would be helpful to me."

Tanes nodded. He was about to say something when he saw Thorin's eyes looking forward suddenly become confused, and soon became sharp again.

Without waiting for Tanes to speak, Thorin immediately stood up and said quickly, "There are dozens of dark shadows in the distance from this village, rushing towards us. They are wolf scouts. Damn it, a group of orcs are approaching here. Why are they targeting this village?"

Tanes also stood up instantly and looked in the direction Thorin had just looked.

In the moonlight, those dark shadows with pairs of green eyes ran quickly towards us.

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