Chapter 388: The Beginning of the Expedition
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"At this time, a snitch is crucial to us."
Gandalf pulled his long wooden pipe out of his pocket and took two slow puffs, his eyes on Baggins, who was standing next to him with a somewhat dazed and innocent expression.
"You want me to be a snitch? Please, I'm not stealing. Baggins noticed Gandalf's gaze and said with a look of surprise.
He took two steps back, as if trying to move away from the group of dwarves and Gandalf.
All the dwarves looked at Thorin, waiting for his opinion. But Thoreen didn't speak, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Balin looked at the silent crowd, rubbed his red nose, and whispered, "Aren't we still one more here?"
As soon as these words came out, the dwarves remembered the morning sun next to them.
While they were discussing, Chenyang had been standing by the side, silent, learning about the world from their mouths, only to make the dwarves ignore his presence.
It wasn't until Barin mentioned him that Chenyang raised his head and said softly, "To be honest, I haven't actually been a snitch before, maybe I can try it." I'm better at fighting, though, and I prefer to slay dragons than steal. ”
Solo Lin looked at him, with a little curiosity in his eyes, and asked out loud, "Are you good at fighting?" How many wars have you fought in, and what weapons are you used to? ”
Chenyang glanced at the dwarves present, showed a smile, and said in a low voice, "I have participated in no less than a hundred battles, and the most commonly used sword has already reaped the lives of thousands of people. As for my strength, there are no more than three people present who can beat me. ”
As soon as these words came out, all the dwarves waved their fists as if they had been provoked, threatening to duel with Chenyang.
Chenyang still stood still, ignoring their anger.
There was no provocation or exaggeration in what he said before, what he said was the truth, and even some of it lowered his strength.
In Chenyang's eyes, among all the people present, except for Gandalf, he was at least fifty percent sure that he could fight, including their leader, Thorin Oak Shield.
Gandalf heard Chenyang's words and looked at the dwarves being affected, and his expression was a little helpless.
In the end, Thorin could not bear the noise, and slowly stood up, like a male lion roaring, and pressed all the dwarves down, making them sit back in their chairs.
Seeing that the dwarves had stopped, Gandalf spoke up slowly, "If any of you disagree, you can go to him and fight." But not now, this is not the time for a duel. ”
When everyone heard Gandalf's words, they remembered that they were still discussing the expedition to the Lonely Mountain.
Solo turned his head to look at Baggins, a little disappointed in his eyes.
I have to say that if you really want to compare Baggins and Chenyang, neither of them has the experience of snitches, then Chenyang must surpass Baggins a lot, at least that strength has been recognized by him.
As for the final choice of the snitch, it is not up to him to decide.
In fact, the dwarves had already formed a squad of thirteen, and they didn't like the number fourteen, and if Gandalf hadn't insisted on adding a snitch, the Thorin team would have been on the way to the expedition.
It is impossible to come to Baggins's house, let alone be provoked by Chenyang, or even rack his brains for the selection of the snitch.
Thorin looked into Gandalf's eyes and said with a serious face, "Gandalf, if you need a snitch, I think he must be more suitable than the hobbit."
Gandalf nodded, pausing before speaking.
"I believe it too."
Gandalf understands the power of the Morning Sun better than Thorin Oak Shield, because they are the same identity, Maia, and they are both messengers sent by the gods, so they naturally have a certain understanding of each other's strength.
The only thing that puzzled Gandalf was that he had never received the slightest hint of news about this Maia from the gods before meeting Baggins today, and he appeared as if out of thin air, disrupting all of Gandalf's plans.
Seeing that all the dwarves were silent, Baggins stood up and asked with a puzzled expression, "So, you don't need me anymore."
I don't know why, Chenyang heard a trace of imperceptible regret in his flat tone, and even Baggins himself didn't notice it.
"Nope." Gandalf spoke.
As soon as these words came out, all the dwarves immediately looked at him, waiting for his answer.
Gandalf smoked his long pipe, exhaling two rings of smoke and pondering what to say.
"A team of fifteen, I think that's probably a good idea." Gandalf spoke up, not willing to let poor Baggins go.
When Du Golin heard this, he said with a puzzled expression: "Then what should the fourteenth person in our team do?" Do you sell groceries? ”
Suddenly, the dwarves burst into laughter.
When Baggins heard the dwarf's words, there was some anger in his eyes, but he finally suppressed it, and seemed to agree with him, and said softly: "Gandalf, you have found the right snitch, and I prefer to stay in my hut with my carpet, porcelain plate, and pipe."
When he heard this, a trace of disappointment flashed in Gandalf's eyes, and with anger in his tone, he couldn't help but ask, "Baggins, tell me, since when did those tablecloths and your mother's wedding plates become so important?" I remember the little hobbit who always wanted to look for elves in the woods, and always came home late from playing, walking through the mud and through the branches, chasing the fireflies. ”
Gandalf had a nostalgic expression and a hint of regret in his tone: "That little hobbit is bent on exploring the world outside the Shire, the world is not in those stories, it is not on the map, it is outside the house."
Baggins didn't understand why Gandalf was so persistent, and said seriously: "I can't just follow you like this, my surname is Baggins, Baggins, and I should live here for the rest of my life."
"But you also have the blood of the Tuk family! Did you know that your great-great-great-uncle, Roaring Bull Tuk, was so tall that he could even ride a tall horse? ”
Gandalf still didn't give up, and spoke up.
"Of course, of course I do." There was already some perfunctory in Baggins's tone.
Gandalf said proudly: "In the Battle of Oz, he led the charge against the orc army, and his strength was so great that he knocked off the head of the orc king golf chief with a stick, and rolled more than a hundred yards before falling into the rabbit's nest, and they won the battle and invented golf at the same time."
This story, even the somewhat angry Baggins, was stirred up by him, recalling the feats of his great-great-uncle, although there are some places in it that are not so exaggerated.
But I have to say that he was a little moved.
Especially after Gandalf's next sentence.
"When you come back, you'll have your own legend.