Chapter 387: Thorin Oak Shield

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Gandalf walked over to the door and gently pulled it open.

The other dwarves stood on either side, all waiting for the last man, and the arrival of Thorin Oak Shield, including Baggins, who had heard Sunrise's introduction, was also very curious about this figure.

The door opened, and a handsome man with a strong body and a heroic appearance stood in the doorway, although he was also a dwarf, he looked like a walking mountain, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.

Thorin Oakshield looked at Gandalf and the rest of the dwarves, smiled, and said in a low, magnetic voice, "Gandalf."

As he spoke, Solin walked into the hut, reached out and took off his robe, and said in a loud voice, "I remember you said that it was easy to find here, but I got lost, twice."

"If it weren't for the markings on the door, I wouldn't have found this place."

Solo hung his robe on the wall.

Hearing this, Baggins rushed out of the restaurant and walked to the door, as if wanting to check the door: "Marking, what mark?" There can't be a mark, I just painted it last week. ”

But Gandalf had closed the door and said, "Yes, I marked it."

After saying this, Gandalf glanced at Thorin, then at Baggins, and said in a deep voice, "Bilbo Baggins, allow me to introduce you to the leader of these companions, Solin Oak Shield."

Baggins came up to Thorin, looking at him curiously.

Similarly, Solo looked at Baggins and whispered, "So, you're the hobbit."

Tholin asked Baggins in as calm a tone as he could, "Tell me, Mr. Baggins, have you ever fought before?"

"What are you talking about?" Baggins looked confused.

Solo walked around Baggins, seemingly observing his physique and reactions, "Are you good at axes or swords, and what weapons do you like to use?"

Baggins looked a little dazed, and said slowly, "Well, if I have to ask, I have a lot of experience with throwing chestnuts, but is there any connection between this?" ”

With a knowing expression, Tholin turned his head to look at his dwarven companions, and exclaimed, "As I expected, he's more of a grocer than a thief."

The other dwarves let out bursts of low laughter, not as presumptuous as they had been.

Suddenly, another voice came from the room, "If you need a snitch, maybe I can help."

Under the gaze of all the dwarves, Chensun stepped out with a smile on his face.

Solo Lin looked at Chenyang and asked with some uncertainty, "Elf?"

"I'm actually human." Chenyang explained.

Unable to accept this answer, Tholin looked sideways at Gandalf next to him, as if trying to get an answer from him.

"Although he resembles him, he is not an elf, he is not as pure as an elf, but he is more noble than an elf." Gandalf looked at Chenyang with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through Chenyang, and said loudly.

Solo nodded, "What's your name?"

"Morning Sun."

"You're a snitch?" Solin continued.

"Not really, but I think I'm up to the job." Chenyang said loudly, the wind swirled under his feet, and he quietly came to Suo Lin's side, giving him a general idea of his ability.

"Very well, let's come along." Solo Lin looked at the morning sun that suddenly appeared beside him, with a bit of appreciation in his eyes, especially after meeting Baggins.

Then, Thorin and the other dwarves came to the meeting place and began their discussion.

They talked a lot about it, and from these things, Baggins got a general idea of what was going on with them, why he was asking if he was a snitch, and what exactly they were going to do.

Once upon a time, Thorin's grandfather, Thurol's generation, drove their family out of the north and brought all their wealth and tools with them to a mountain range known as the Lonely Mountain.

It was discovered by one of his ancestors, Serlein the Elder, who had mined it, built many tunnels, built huge halls and large workshops, and found a lot of gold and a lot of jewels in it.

They became extremely wealthy, famous, and had leisure time to make beautiful things purely out of interest.

Especially Sorin's grandfather, the king of the mountain at the time.

His palace was filled with armor, jewels, carved crafts, and elaborate wine cups, all of which were made by dwarven craftsmanship and were no longer available in the present era.

But in doing so, it will also attract some greedy creatures, a dragon who is more greedy than dwarves, and who craves gold and glittering treasures.

Known as Smaug, it had scales that could not be pierced by a sword, claws that were sharper and curved than a blade, and fangs that shimmered with cold light.

It flew up the Lonely Mountain, expelled and burned the dwarves with the flames that spewed out of its mouth, destroyed large swaths of the wall, occupied the castle full of treasures, and displaced the dwarves.

They had gathered here for the sake of hatred and glory, the dragon Smaug, and the Golden City, even though there were only thirteen of them.

"Have all the envoys of the Seven Kingdoms arrived?" A dwarf asked.

Solo nodded and replied, "It's all here."

The reason why he arrived so late was precisely to attend the G-7 meeting.

All the dwarves burst out laughing, as if they had great confidence and hope for this expedition.

Dugolin asked the question he was most eager to know: "What do the dwarves of the Iron Hills say?" Would Dain be willing to join? ”

Solo Lin took a deep breath and said slowly, "They don't want to come. They said that this expedition was just our own business. ”

Everyone's expressions darkened, as if they felt very helpless.

Only Thorin Oakshield still had faith and encouraged them, so that they regained their fighting spirit and returned to discussing the expedition.

On this expedition, all they have to do is head to the Lonely Mountain and find a way into the castle.

The original road was blocked, and it was impossible for them to take that avenue, in order to prevent being discovered by Smaug.

That's why they needed a snitch, a snitch who could evade Smaug and enter the castle unharmed.

Finding a suitable path alone can be a demoralizing disappointment for all the dwarves.

Until Gandalf groped in his gray robe, and finally found a key made of brass, and said in a loud voice: "This was given to me by your father Thrlein for me to keep, and now it is yours."

Tholin took the key and looked at it carefully.

Qili spoke up: "Since there is a key, then there must be a door."

"Yes, there is said to be a secret passage to enter. However, the dwarven door is invisible when closed, and it is likely to be hidden in an intact stone wall, like all dwarven doors. ”

All the dwarves nodded, agreeing with Gandalf's statement.