Damn, I've seen that hobbit with my own eyes, how can I still ......

Torrell frowned slightly, gritted his teeth, took Seymour's hand and walked out.

"Let's go, Seymour, I'll show you the way, that hobbit shouldn't have gone far, if we take a shortcut, we might be able to stop him before he reaches Long Lake Town!"

"It's late!"

Seymour shook his head away from Tauriel's hand and said, "If he is able to sneak into Erebo and steal the treasure, as my teacher said, then we will never be able to find him in the dark forest." ”

"Are you going to just let him go?"

Taurrell's expression was a little unwilling and regretful.

Seymour thought for a moment or two, and suddenly remembered what Master had said.

I think the snitch has a good relationship with the dwarves...... Good relationship!

Seymour's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "You said that the hobbit and the dwarf are purely in an employment relationship, is this sentence your idea, or did the hobbit say it himself?" ”

"Of course the hobbit said it himself, and he took out the contract, what's wrong?"

Taurrell looked puzzled, but a smile bloomed on Seymour's face.

"I've got a way."

……

……

That night, in the deepest prison in the earth.

All the dwarves were kept in separate cells.

Thorin Oakshield leaned his head against the door and looked wearily and melancholy at the candle flame flickering outside the cell, and on the table opposite him lay plenty of coarse bread and a bucket of water.

After all, the woodland elves are elves, and they are arrogant, even if they treat their mortal enemies, they will not lose their proportions.

The poor dwarves, after a day of hunger and thirst, finally feasted on the elves' cells, and even Thorin himself did not know whether it was luck or misfortune.

But one thing is for sure, if they don't hurry up and think of a way, the cold-looking and haughty-looking Elven King will really lock them up for a hundred years.

At the thought of this, Thorin began to regret his rude behavior in the palace.

But then, he reaffirmed his belief that he had done the right thing, that these woodland elves were too dismissive of life, and allowed the evil dragon Smaug to wreak havoc on Lonely Mountain and Long Lake.

"I'm right, they're wrong, I'm right......"

Thorin thought unconsciously in fragments.

Suddenly, he noticed that the candle flame not far outside the cell was deflecting to one side.

Thorin thought it was a hallucination, but in the next second, the candle flame deflected to one side with a greater amplitude, and then extinguished without any suspense.

"Damn it! These elves have locked us up in a haunted cell! ”

A low, slightly panicked curse came from the side, and Thorin's eyes widened as he clutched the cell door tightly with both hands.

But unfortunately, the dwarf who was far away from the lonely mountain and the mine obviously did not have the same good night vision as before, and after falling into darkness outside the cell, he could not see anything, and could only make up a mysterious ghost in his mind that was gradually approaching.

A ghost was not an uncommon thing for a dark jungle that had been eroded by darkness, so no one doubted the dwarf's judgment.

Until a familiar voice came from outside Thorin's cell.

"Looks like you need a ghost to save you and go out~"

A low voice was heard, and a head full of curly hair appeared outside Thorin's door, raising its arm towards Thorin with the gentle smile typical of hobbits.

"Bilbo??"

"That's the key to the prison?!"

"Oh my God, you actually touched it"

A series of sounds mixed with surprise came from the neighboring cell.

The smile on Bilbo's face disappeared in an instant, and he hurriedly waved frantically at everyone.

"Shhhh Don't talk! ”

After all the dwarves had quieted down, Bilbo let out a long sigh of relief and patted his chest with his right hand, soothing his little heart, who had been frightened by the group of pig teammates.

To be honest, he was so scared that he almost wore the One Ring!

And in front of Thorin and a few other dwarves......

Thinking of this, Bilbo subconsciously gave birth to a trace of happiness in his heart.

Then, he picked up the key in his hand and went to Thorin's cell door.

Thorin clutched the cell door tightly with both hands, his tone full of suppressed surprise and surprise.

"Bilbo, how did you get in? What about the guards outside? ”

"Drunk." Bilbo whispered as he opened the cell door, "The elves seem to be having a banquet tonight, they brought out a lot of dusty wine, and they also entertained a human caravan with which they traded. ”

"What banquet?"

Thorin then asked, he always had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Looks like it's called Mirius Gillis......" Bilbo said with some uncertainty as he pulled open the door to Thorin's cell, "Leave that alone, you get out first!" ”

Seeing that the cell door was open, Thorin had no choice but to step out.

Bilbo continued to unlock the other cells around him.

"Mirius Gillis, Mirius Gillis ......"

The white-haired old dwarf Balin muttered a few words, and then suddenly raised his head.

"Yes, Starlight Feast! They're having a starry feast! ”

"What's that?"

Bilbo asked in a low voice as he unlocked the lock.

The old dwarf Balin smiled and pushed open the cell door, looked at Bilbo and whispered, "In the eyes of all elves, all light is sacred, but the forest elves prefer starlight, so they will hold a starlight feast on a starry night to commemorate these beautiful memories that deserve to be remembered." ”

"I see!"

A red-haired and red-bearded dwarf next to him looked abruptly and turned his head to look at the sky outside the prison window: "Great, tonight happens to be a cloudless and starry night!" ”

"Looks like fate is still on our side!"

The dwarves were filled with a sea of joy.

A young dwarf took Bilbo's key and reached out to unlock the other dwarves.

Thorin pulled Bilbo's arm, his expression was a little moved, his lips squirmed a few times, as if he wanted to say something beautiful, but he couldn't think of it for a while, so he could only say in a low voice.

"I owe you a favor."

"It's not just you, it's us! We all owe you a great favor! ”

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The sound came one after another, and Bilbo's features were wrinkled together when he heard it.

He tried to stop the dwarves in a loud voice, but he couldn't interject at all, so he could only wave his hand in frustration and helplessness, and stop them with gestures.

That's what Bilbo hates about dwarves the most - even if they're in danger, that doesn't stop them from babbling and complaining.

"Don't even talk!"

Bilbo finally found a chance to speak: "Let's get out of here first!" ”

"Bilbo is right." Thorin also muttered, "We should get out of here first." ”

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from above, and all the dwarves instantly fell silent and raised their heads in unison.

I saw the figure of the elven king Thranduil appear at the entrance of the cave above, his hands behind his back, his sea-blue eyes condescending, and his gaze coldly stared at these messy dwarves.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but don't even think about going anywhere!"

A series of fierce footsteps were heard, and two teams of palace guards in silver helmets and silver armor stepped out of the passage, with longbows in their hands, quivers on their backs, and slender scimitars like willow leaves at their waists.

Thorin grabbed Bilbo by the collar and growled angrily.

"Didn't you say they were having a party?"

"yes, I saw them ......"

Bilbo was completely stunned, staring blankly at the cold-looking elven warriors around him.

One of the silver-armored warriors at the front took off his helmet, and it was Legolas in his new outfit.

Legolas sneered and said, "Let go of that poor hobbit, we are indeed holding a banquet, if we don't hold a banquet, how can we give you a chance?" Hobbit, your patience is good, but unfortunately, the banquet is not drinking wine, but water, and you should be more cautious. ”

Bilbo looked stunned: "But I obviously smell ......"

"Smell the wine, right?" Legolas glanced at Bilbo faintly, "That's wine spilled on the ground, and we've wasted twenty barrels of good wine to catch you." ”

"Catch me? Why are you arresting me? ”

Bilbo's expression was even more confused.

The howling wind sounded, and Thranduil jumped down from a height of five or six meters, and his clothes fell to the ground.

He put his hands behind his back, and his gaze swept over the humiliated and indignant Thorin face without pause, and fell on Bilbo on the side, and his originally indifferent expression also carried a hint of surprise that he had not seen before.

"Funny hobbit, you actually got into the cell right under my nose, it looks like your Excellency is right, you do have the ability to sneak into Erebo and help me retrieve the white diamond necklace......"

"I say, the teacher will definitely not lie to me!"

The shorter elf next to Legolas also took off his helmet, and it was Seymour with a smile on his face.

Looking at the somewhat familiar face, Bilbo's mouth was wide open.

Suddenly, he remembered Thrandil's last words, and a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and he blurted out, "You're going to hire me to steal from Erebo too?" ”

"Yes." Thranduil said with a calm expression.

Bilbo's eyes widened, and he looked at Thranduil in front of him, and Thorin beside him, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"That'...... Why don't you cooperate? ”

The dwarves and elves fell silent.

Thranduil said lightly: "Then you have to ask him." ”

Bilbo looked at Thorin quizzically.

Thorin was silent for a moment, then said with anger in his tone.

"Woodland elves are not to be trusted!"

"I'll give you the same words, Thorin Oak Shield."

Thranduil replied faintly, and then turned his gaze to Bilbo.

"Well, hobbit, as long as you help me get the white diamond necklace back from the lonely mountain, I'll release the dwarves and give you a very good reward......"

Speaking of this, Thranduil paused slightly, glanced at Thorin and said.

"But unlike these greedy dwarves, I won't paint you any illusory flatbread, and if you want, you can get paid in advance now."

“……”

The words fell, and the atmosphere outside the cell fell silent again.

Bilbo looked at Thranduil and Thorin for a moment, his expression a little tangled.

At this moment, the silent old dwarf Balin suddenly spoke.

"Your Majesty the Elven King, I have a question, I don't know if you can help me answer it."