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Chapter 115 The Shadow of Dogurdu!

Legolas gave an elegant smile. "The King of the Black Forest Kingdom has prepared a feast to welcome you, uh..."

The liberators of Lonely Hill?

Legolas couldn't help but glance at Gandalf to confirm.

Gandalf ignored Legolas's look and turned his head away, pretending to look at the scenery around him.

Legolas gritted his teeth, seeing that Lin Bei seemed to have forgotten the long list of titles he had just recited, and forced himself to continue, "Please follow me, both of you."

After saying that, he looked at Smaug behind Lin Bei.

Noticing Legolas's gaze, Lin Bei said, "I'll keep Smaug in place."

Legolas quickly waved his hand and said, "There's no need for that. Logically speaking, we should also take care of the guest's mount."

He spoke with emphasis while looking warily at Smaug.

Smaug automatically switched to a blocking mode when Legolas slandered him. If Lin Bei hadn't been there, Legolas' fate would have been predictable.

"As long as we don't cause too much of a commotion, it's fine," Legolas said politely.

"Alright~ Let's walk there slowly~ When we get there, the banquet will be almost ready." After saying that, Lin Bei raised his hand, gesturing for Legolas to lead the way.

Just as Lin Bei, led by Legolas, was heading to the banquet.

Outside Changhu Town.

A group of uninvited guests arrived.

"Sorin, it seems we're late," Bahrain said disappointedly.

Duvalin, who accompanied Bahrain to gather information, added: "According to the town's residents, Smaug has been subdued and swindled out of a lot of money."

Yesterday, around noon, it flew towards the territory of those sissies.

Thorin Oakenshield, the "deceased" son of the kingdom below the mountain, is determined to reclaim Lonely Mountain, the ancestral homeland where the Durin dwarves have lived for generations.

Gushan is a mine, an inexhaustible mine.

The Dulin dwarves mined for countless years, unearthing countless amounts of gold, gems, and various metals used for forging.

In the dwarves' understanding, metals such as copper and iron are undoubtedly much more valuable than gold and silver.

Unfortunately, due to the limitations of the world at its inception, elves temporarily held a dominant position.

Even by today's standards, he would still be considered a protagonist of destiny, and his status remains unchanged.

As a result, the dwarves also began to classify gems as currency.

When the great war began, the numbers of elves and dwarves, two races known for their longevity, plummeted.

Humans may suffer injuries, but they can reproduce! When one side fails, help comes from all sides. People like Old Li, Old Wang, Old Chen, and Old Zhao all appear.

Dwarves are a little better; they have desires. Unfortunately, mining is risky, so one must be cautious when mining.

There has never been a shortage of dwarves who have died because they accidentally unearthed monsters they couldn't defeat.

The most serious incident was the discovery of the Flame Demon, who was sleeping soundly and recovering from its injuries.

Moreover, there's the dragon series created by Morgoth waiting for the dwarves to reap the rewards.

Fortunately, after the Second Age, the number of dragons only decreased and did not increase.

But elves are different.

Because of their immortality and physiological structure, elves do not have the same few days of menstruation as human women, which means that their reproduction depends on luck or brute force.

Unfortunately, elves have rather indifferent personalities; they would rather spend their time studying art.

As a result, humans occupied vast tracts of land.

Because of the presence of monsters and transportation, they have existed as city-states for several eras.

In human understanding, gold and silver are undoubtedly the best monetary materials.

Since there are so many humans, dwarves and elves can't go without food and water either.

Therefore, they had no choice but to accept the gold and silver monetary system.

The relationship between dwarves and elves has never been good.

In particular, the Dulin dwarves of Lonely Mountain and Thranduil had a history of enmity.

Thranduil once commissioned the King of the Mountain to create a gemstone necklace as a gift for his wife. However, after the necklace was completed, the King of the Mountain saw the finished product and thought the craftsmanship was too amazing, with an artistic quality at least five or six stories high, so he kept it for himself.

When Smaug later captured Erebor, Thranduil also deployed troops directly on the border to guard against the attack, ignoring the Erebor dwarves' pleas for help.

If you want support, you can deliver the goods first.

Unfortunately, the king of the mountain, bewitched by the Arkenstone, refused to hand it over even unto death.

Now they've all fallen into Lin Bei's hands.

Unfortunately, Thorin and his twelve exiled dwarf companions were unaware of these things.

anyway.

After hearing the intelligence from Duvalin and Bahrain, Solin asked, "When was Smaug subdued? Did you find out that?"

Bahrain nodded. "About two weeks ago."

I also asked the bartender at the tavern, and he said that Bard, who was then the captain of the Longlake Hunting Team, took him there.

However, when he returned, he also brought Gandalf with him.

The one who subdued Smaug was an outsider named Lin Bei.

“Gandalf the Grey?!” Thorin exclaimed in surprise, then slapped his thigh. “I understand! It must have been with Gandalf’s help that Lin Bei managed to subdue Smaug!”

"Half a month...half a month!" Solin murmured, "They can't take all the wealth from Lonely Mountain."

Moreover, those humans were only interested in gold and gems!

Consider it payment for them!

As Suolin spoke, he became more and more excited, and couldn't help but gaze at the distant Lonely Mountain.

"Let's go! Let's reclaim our homeland!"

I will succeed to the throne!

"Reclaim the glory of the King of the Mountain!"

Suolin looked around and spoke with great enthusiasm.

The other twelve dwarfs couldn't help but wipe their noses and tears.

The thing I've been longing for has finally come true.

It's like a dream.

To an uninformed person watching the scene, it would seem as if these thirteen dwarves had successfully restored their kingdom.

Thirteen dwarves rode their incredibly stamina-laden ponies toward Lonely Mountain.

It felt like returning home; the roads were so familiar.

It was more than ten times faster than the pace that Bud brought Lin Bei with him.

Moreover, they don't need to traverse mountains and valleys like Lin Bei and his group.

In just two hours, Thorin and his companions arrived at the Gates of Mount Erebo from near Lake Town.

Looking at the massive stone gates on either side of Mount Erebo, weathered by time yet still standing strong.

Some scenic spots feature rows of tall dwarf stone statues on either side, but few of them are intact; many are just broken bases.

The group of dwarves couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions, which were hard to express.

Only Thorin led the way, raising his hand and declaring, "The glory of the King beneath the mountain is rebuilt today!"

Passing through the gates of Mount Eribo, along the wide stone path paved inside the gates, the winding river, and the dimly lit environment.

Suolin and his group held torches high.

Arriving at the Great Hall of Therol, this was originally a grand hall used to convene council meetings or host grand banquets.

But now this place is a ruin.

A faint light streamed down from the opening in the ceiling of the hall. Burnt doors hung twistedly on their hinges, charred and rotten tables and chairs lay overturned on the ground, and bones were scattered among broken bowls and pots. Everything was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Seeing this scene, Suolin and his group were inevitably saddened.

The two brothers, Fili and Qili, couldn't help but pat Solin on the back.

Thorin, who had not yet been blinded by the Arkenstones nor seduced by Smaug's greed, was still an innocent dwarf prince.

Continue onward until you reach the Great Hall of the Lower Thales.

Soling was the first to see the original appearance inside.

Looking at the hall, which looks like it's been ransacked, even rats would probably cry and run away.

The various staircases intersect, leading to a series of passageways. If you haven't lived here for decades, you might easily get lost even if you get up in the middle of the night to pee.

The many golden harps and various kinds of armor and weapons that used to hang on the walls are all gone.

Especially the throne that was originally placed in the center, inlaid with huge gemstones.

It was carved from a single piece of ore and is one of the symbols of the succession to the throne.

It's the same principle as the dragon throne.

"what happened?"

"Why did it suddenly stop?"

"Could it be that it's been suppressed by those gold?"

"That can't be right! Let me see!"

A group of dwarves, each arguing noisily vying for attention, squeezed their heads out from beside Thorin, creating a spectacle that would make any programmer envious.

Upon looking, a group of dwarves stood frozen in place, just like Thorin.