Chapter 1058: 1040 dragon disease

Chapter 1058 1040. Dragon disease

“The dragon lies in the treasury of the Gushan Kingdom, sleeping among the mountains of gold.”

Elrond spoke seriously to Gandalf and Thorin.

"It has been sleeping for sixty years now. If you wake it up, who knows what trouble it can cause?"

“It is obsessed with the splendor of treasure and the weight of riches. Thorin Oakenshield, the dragon awakens. He is here to kill!”

“Then do we deserve it?”

Thorin seemed to be ignited by Elrond's words.

It stared into the eyes of Lord Rivendell and asked loudly.

“Then the wealth, craftsmanship and technology that we dwarves have accumulated over generations! Do we deserve to be occupied by that evil reptile?”

“Do I, the tribesmen who survived the catastrophic days of Lonely Mountain, deserve to live a prosperous life and wander from my hometown of Elbor to where we are today?”

Thorin's temperament is deep and aloof. The bloodline of the King of the Lonely Mountain and the glory of his family have made him what he is now.

A king is at this moment, fighting for the interests of his people and kingdom. Nothing can be more righteous and legitimate than this scene.

Especially, Thorin was not an incompetent king.

After the dwarves of Gushan were driven away from their homes, it was he who led the people to get back on their feet. Recuperate in the Blue Mountains.

In order to supplement the life of the tribe, which suddenly became difficult and had no place to stand, all the dwarves who could work went out to work.

Although the members of this dwarf team are all considered capable of fighting, they are actually skills they have practiced in the past. Now their usual jobs are tinker, merchant, shoemaker, and cook.

Thorin did not stay aloof. In fact, when Gandalf met Thorin, the prince of the Lonely Mountain Kingdom was making money by forging iron in a human village.

The whole body smells of sweat and the hair is frizzy. He looks no better than an ordinary human blacksmith.

It is precisely because of this pioneering effort that even though the dwarves of Gushan were forced to wander away from their hometown, they still live a relatively stable life even though they are not wealthy.

But faced with Thorin’s questioning, Elrond remained calm.

In his long life, he has seen countless great kings or great heroes.

“I have never denied that the dwarves of the Turin clan have the legitimacy and legitimacy of the wealth in the Lonely Mountain and the title of King of the Lonely Mountain.”

Elrond’s palms were holding each other’s hands, held calmly in front of him, rational and wise.

“But the point I want to remind you is this: if you want to take back Elbor, the Lonely Mountain, you will inevitably awaken the dragon Smaug.”

“But in the heyday of the Gushan Kingdom, you were completely defeated by the evil dragon in one day!”

“Your courage in taking back your hometown is commendable, but the real question is, how will you face that powerful dragon?”

"Your reasons for taking back your homeland are extremely valid, but after the evil dragon awakens, isn't it worth caring about the innocent people who may be affected? King under the mountain, son of Thrain?"

Thorin pursed his lips, but still stared at Elrond unwilling to admit defeat.

Balin, who had white hair and white beard, had turned around, while Bilbo was staring blankly at the conversation in front of him, as if he didn't know what expression he should put on.

“Indeed, Elrond.”

In the stagnant atmosphere, Lan En thought that he did not know the cause and effect, so he did not speak. And Gandalf stood up and spoke.

The old wizard had a kind smile on his face.

“We thought about these issues.”

“Oh? So what’s the solution, Mithrandir?”

“Not only your grandfather, but also your father, your obsession with gold is probably no less than that of Smaug. It makes me shudder every time I think of Thrall’s expression when he looked at gold.”

"When you really arrive at Gushan, really open the secret door, and really are only a few steps away from the mountain of treasures. I'm very worried whether you will follow the plan and just do it in order not to wake up the evil dragon. Take that gem."

"Or are you obsessed with gold? Do you want to take more, more, and more until you finally wake up the dragon?"

Is the obsession with gold going to this extent?

Pulling gold from the dragon's mouth, will you risk your life?

Lan didn’t know if this situation was true, but he saw the pale face of Balin, the old dwarf.

Elrond took a step forward and bent down to look down at Thorin.

“Who can vouch for you that you will not lose your mind at that time? Like your grandfather and father?”

Gandalf blinked and raised a hand.

“I think I can.”

"Only you can't, Mithrandir. Because you are the one who started this expedition to restore the kingdom!"

Before Gandalf could finish speaking, Elrond interrupted him.

But when the wizard kept silent, the dwarves lowered their heads and said nothing, and the hobbits were even more at a loss.

“Then I think I can guarantee it.”

Everyone's eyes turned to the direction of the sound at the same time.

Lan En raised one hand, leaning his whole body against the beautiful white marble pillars of the elves, smiling relaxedly.

The moonlight was blocked by the window, so only his upper body was illuminated, and his molten silver hair shone softly in the moonlight.

Adanisil, like an elf.

Even standing with Elrond, an older and more prestigious elven lord, no one would doubt the name Lann was given by the elves.

“You will vouch for him, Adanisil?”

Elrond asked in surprise.

“Do you really know Sauron Oakenshield?”

“I can’t say I understand it, but I can’t say I don’t understand it either.”

The witcher put down his hand and still leaned against the pillar.

"I have not been with him long, Elrond. But I have seen the choices these dwarves would make in life-threatening situations. I don't think any choice could be more sincere than that."

"They once thought that the Kirin had been scared away, and I would face a group of orcs and warg cavalry alone. But among the thirteen dwarves and one hobbit, not one of them objected or flinched. They all wanted to rush up and fight alongside me. Because They felt that I was surrounded after I broke up for them, and they felt responsible for me."

“I don’t quite believe that such a person would become a shameless person who would put other people’s lives in vain for his own desires because of gold.”

Thorin Oakenshield opened his mouth slightly. This was the first time he looked at Lan En with a feeling of being at a loss.

Feeling at a loss because of being trusted.

“Thorin, tell me.” Lan En tilted his head and looked at the dwarf prince in the Lonely Mountain.

“If Smaug was awakened by you, would you feel it was your duty to protect others who had nothing to do with it?”

Thorin gradually recovered from his confusion under Gandalf's smiling gaze.

He looked at those vertical pupils seriously and solemnly.

“It is our duty to do so!”