Chapter 1057: 1039 evil dragon

Chapter 1057 1039.Evil Dragon

“This is not what we promised, Gandalf!”

After the banquet was over, Elrond took a wizard and a ‘wizard’s agent’ to another place in Rivendell.

On the road, Lann, who was following Elrond, lowered his voice and tilted his head to Gandalf next to him viciously.

The old wizard still doesn't dare to let the foot that "knocks on the table" on the dining table touch the ground. He bounces up and down when he walks, and his long beard that reaches his belly also trembles.

But the old man held the wand in one hand and there was nothing strange about his face.

“Just help me, Lan!”

Gandalf also muttered vaguely in a low voice.

"This is not a small matter. I can't say enough for me to stand up! Besides, didn't you really follow Radagast to Dol Guldur and watch it? What I said is right!"

“I saw it with my own eyes at the scene, but that doesn’t mean I am Radagast’s agent.”

Lann decisively opened up the loopholes in the old wizard's mouth.

“Have you asked his opinion?”

"You can rest assured." Gandalf confidently took out the pipe from his belt and held it in his mouth.

“I have been friends with Radagast for a long time, longer than you can imagine, and I know him well.”

Then, the old wizard's tone revealed sincerity.

"I need help, Lane. Just like Radagast needed your help in Mirkwood."

“Do you think I’m a bad guy?”

The witcher looked at Gandalf expressionlessly.

The old wizard clicked his pipe and puffed out a perfect smoke ring happily.

“It’s hard to say this? But if you can lend a helping hand, I promise. Haha!”

“This will be good for you and fun for me!”

Lan En raised an eyebrow: "Is this a prophecy? Do you have the magic power of prophecy?"

Gandalf smiled and remained silent, making only the clicking sound of his pipe.

I hate the Riddler!

 Lann almost wanted to give Gandalf another good leg!

But this can only be an idea.

Because Elrond, who was walking in front, had stopped.

He turned around casually and gracefully, and the two ribbons hanging from the shoulders of the elf costume also floated and spun around.

“Okay, two wizards, we have to stop whispering for a moment.”

This is a small hall in Rivendell. It is already dark after the dinner party.

Rivendell's magic not only makes the sunlight always soft and warm, but also the moonlight is always gentle and bright.

The bright moonlight shone slantingly from the windows of the hall, and the elves' already artistic building suddenly had a more tranquil and peaceful atmosphere.

Thorin, who left the dinner early, and Balin, the oldest and most experienced dwarf, were already waiting here.

And it seems that he has considered formally discussing things with the elves. Due to his affinity, kind appearance, temperament and other reasons, the hobbit Bilbo is also there.

 Even if the dwarves are unarmed, at first glance they look like a group of dwarfs who are fully armed and ready to smash people's heads.

Hobbits are about the same height as them, but they feel like elementary school students jumping out with their bags on their backs after a spring outing.

Harmless and joyful.

Immediately afterwards, a shining code word appeared on the parchment.

Elrond repeated the code words.

According to the custom of this world, the secret language indeed uses the form of poetry.

This even made Lan En a little worried whether the person who wrote the code words would discard any information for the sake of rhyme.

Those code words seem to describe a secret door, regarding the opening time and location of the secret door.

 And Elrond also showed an expression of enlightenment after finishing retelling.

“Secret door. Lonely mountain?”

He handed the map back to Thorin and returned it to its original owner.

“So your dwarf team is not traveling far, but on an expedition? Do you want to take back your country from the hands of that evil dragon?”

"so what?"

Thorin took his map, put it in his arms again, and said expressionlessly.

“The dwarves’ country will be taken back by the dwarves, this is natural!”

"It is true, but" Elrond was not angry at Thorin's rudeness, but frowned slightly, "some people think this is not wise."

“A dragon?”

Lan En intervened at this time.

“An evil dragon captured the dwarves’ Lonely Mountain Kingdom?”

“And it has been here for hundreds of years.”

Gandalf confirmed this statement and added to it.

“The dragon Smaug is the largest and most vicious dragon in the north of Middle-earth today.”

“That day it came from the east, and the storm whipped up by its wings alone broke all the big trees in an ancient forest. Its claws were like butcher hooks, and its teeth were like sharp swords!”

The witcher frowned.

To this day, he has seen many dragons in many worlds.

Earliest in Westeros, he even obtained the skull of Balerion, the Black Death God. The dragon was estimated to have been more than two hundred meters long before death.

One mouth can swallow an African elephant.

But this kind of giant dragon, in the era of feudal knights, still did not have the power to conquer a country or city alone.

The bed crossbow can make it bleed.

As for the dragons in the New World, although they are generally very strong, they are not said to have any intentions towards human society. They only have wild natural instincts.

The age of ancient dragons in the world of flames has long been swept away by the gods of fire.

Let alone the Magical Middle Ages.

In the world of magic, although dragons are powerful, they tend to be expensive and dangerous commodities.

Although the magical power of the dragon is a headache and frightening, as long as the attack is concealed and sudden enough, the dragon cannot react.

Then a few strong men usually form a dragon-slaying team, which is enough to hunt the giant dragon.

The famous Clynnfield raiders even became famous by hunting down many dragons with just a few men.

Compared with the monsters of the New World, magical medieval dragons are more like ‘glass cannons’.

The magic possessed by some of them may not even be tolerated by the ancient dragons of the New World. But they themselves can actually be killed with just a well-placed spear.

So when Lan En was in the Magical Middle Ages, except for keeping Qilin away from weird things when playing outside, there was basically nothing to worry about.

But in this world, the arrogance of the evil dragon Smaug seems to be extraordinary.