Chapter 1175 Another Intuition

"Gandalf!" King Elrond rode on his horse and looked at Gandalf with a smile on his face.

"Lord Elon, my old friend, where have you been?"

"We hunted a group of Orcs from the south, and we saw some Orc corpses along the way. Did you kill them?" As King Elrond said, he got off his horse and gave Gandalf a warm embrace. " It's odd that the Orcs are so close to our frontier, apparently, something or someone brought them here."

The first half of the sentence he used in Elvish language, and the second half of the sentence in human language, was obviously meant for everyone to hear.

Gandalf was sincere, and said at once: "Ah, it may be because of us!"

The dwarves relaxed a little, but they still looked at the surrounding elves with hostility. Obviously, they were still worried about the fact that Thranduil, the king of the woodland elves, chose to stand by when Iruba was destroyed by the dragon.

King Elrond greeted Thorin warmly and expressed his welcome, but his hot face stuck to Sorin's cold ass.

But he still showed his generosity——

The dwarf was greeted by the elves.

The gray-robed wizard Gandalf seemed to be the guest of King Elrond. He was invited inside to talk alone. Before leaving, he only gave Anyang a look, ignoring Thorin, while Anyang and Baggins were invited along with the dwarves. In the restaurant, enjoy a dinner of hospitality that is no less standard for an elves.

But the dwarves didn't seem to appreciate it much.

Oli, the youngest of the three dwarf brothers, was worrying about holding a piece of lush green vegetables, and beside him, his eldest brother Doli kept instigating: "Try it, try it, just take a bite!"

Ou Li quickly shook his head and put down the vegetables: "No, I don't eat green food!"

On the other side, Dewalin, the most brave and skilled in combat, grabbed the basket and turned the green leaves inside, looking extremely anxious: "Where's the meat! Where's the meat?"

Ouyin picked up a piece of onion with a fork and looked at it with critical eyes.

Ou Li seemed to finally accept his fate, turned his head and asked, "Do they have fried potatoes?"

Anyang and Baggins are the only people who can enjoy these vegetarian dishes calmly.

I saw that they grabbed the raw vegetable leaves on the table without hesitation, looked at the green and white color and completely flawless appearance, ignoring the eyes of the dwarves as if they were looking at monsters, and naturally sent them to their mouths one bite at a time. Biting like a snack while watching a movie, the juice and refreshing taste of the vegetables gradually filled the whole mouth.

"Hey! You can actually eat it!"

"Why can't I eat it?" Anyang grabbed another piece of the plant that looked like a pea tip and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed a couple of bites, took a sip of the juice from the glass goblet on the table, and swallowed the plant that was difficult to swallow. Then he said, "These are completely natural and pollution-free green foods, and with such a good appearance, except for elves who love nature and plants, you can't eat them even in the palace!"

At the end he added: "It's just not very tasty, there is no meat and oil stars!"

"It's not bad, it's very unpalatable!" Devalin's voice was so rough that he almost slapped the table to express his dissatisfaction, "Not a single piece of meat!"

"Shh, Mr. Devalin, please be quiet!" Anyang glanced at the female elves wearing veils who were playing the harp for them. She heard the complaints of the dwarves, and she couldn't help revealing an angelic smile.

This is indeed a very high-profile dinner reception, with ornate drapes and huge dining tables, filled with food and drinks in crystal glass goblets, and dedicated waiters playing music for them. You can be picky, just trying to find food that meets the taste of dwarves in the kingdom of elves, it is really difficult for a strongman.

"But..." Anyang paused.

He stretched his hand into his arms, and when he took it out, he was already holding a small oilcloth bag in his hand. He took apart the oilcloth layer by layer, revealing a piece of gray-black barbecue inside, obviously the kind that was roasted directly on the fire.

Dwarin's eyes suddenly straightened, not only him, but the eyes of other dwarves were also full of surprise.

Anyang glanced at them and explained kindly: "It's like this, I had a gut feeling last night that I would go to a place without meat today, just in case, I picked a piece of venison and wrapped it up, and I'm going to keep it until today. Eat at night."

After that, he added: "I know that you don't believe my intuition, so I didn't tell you. After all, this thing is so mysterious that I don't even believe it myself."

Devalin seemed to ignore what he said at all, just stared at the meat in his hand, and asked, "Well, Mr. Wandering Wizard, do you remember the last time I lent you money?"

"Remember, I have already returned it to you!"

"No, I mean, please lend me a lump of meat, and I'll give it back to you tomorrow, I promise!"

"Ah, okay!" Anyang took out the elf artifact called the enemy fencing sword, cut the piece of meat in half, and handed it to Dwarin, "I can't finish it anyway, there are so many vegetables, eat a little Meat is enough, I haven't had enough vitamins and fiber for a long time."

At this time, Gandalf and King Elrond came out, and just saw this scene, and it was obvious that King Elrond's expression became a little surprised, and his expression was also a little strange.

He and Gandalf sat next to Thorin and looked at the cross sword that Anyang had put back in its sheath: "This sword... seems a little familiar."

"Oh! Please take a look." Anyang immediately understood and handed him the sword.

"This is Granary, the enemy's fencing sword, the sword of the King of Gondolin." King Elrond solemnly held the sword, pulled it out with a thud, and quietly wiped off the blade left by the cutting of roasted meat. Then he put the sword back into the scabbard, handed it back to Anyang, and then took the Beast Bite Sword handed over by Sorin and looked at it, "This is the Goblin Slaying Sword, also known as the Beast Bite Sword. Elf forging, they are my relatives, may it serve you well!"

"These swords were forged for the First Era Goblin War," said King Long, looking at Anyang and Sorin, "How did you find these? "

"We found them in the giant monster storage cellar on Dongfang Avenue." Anyang said aloud.

"Oh……"

The dwarves were unhappy after a dinner, but Anyang, who had not eaten fresh vegetables for a long time, missed the taste of vegetables, and even ate them with relish.

When the meal was over, King Elon settled them in a good way.

The night fell quickly, but the night tonight was extraordinarily bright. A hooked moon hung in the sky, casting bright moonlight.

Anyang stood by the window, staring out the window.

Rivendell looks extraordinarily holy under the moonlight, with scattered buildings and waterfalls still like silk, but it is quite different from the one bathed in the twilight this afternoon, but it can still make people linger.

"Tonight is a new moon." A voice came from behind him, and Thorin came to him.

"Yes." Anyang nodded, "The text on the map can be read tonight, it's the same as the moon two hundred years ago."

After a pause, he lowered his eyes and said vaguely: "King Elrond can also understand the words above. If you are not sure whether I will read it wrongly, you can ask him to identify it together."

"No, we should trust each other," Thorin said, "so I trust you."

"Then take out the map." Anyang said.

Thorin's action of turning around to get the map made all the dwarves realize what was about to happen. They all came together and walked to the corridor full of excitement, waiting for Thorin to spread the map on the railing, facing the hook of the sky. moon.

"Um……"

He frowned, and the moon was partially obscured by clouds.

"Don't worry." Anyang said softly, "We've been waiting for many days, it's not a little while."

Said so, but all the dwarves looked anxious, looking up at the night sky anxiously, waiting for the wind to blow the clouds away.

Not long after, Gandalf came back and saw what they were doing at a glance. He couldn't help but look up at the sky, and then came over with a feigned displeasure: "I thought you should wait for me at this time."

"We can't wait, Gandalf," said Thorin.

"Then let us witness together." Gandalf came to them and watched the movement of the dark cloud with them, as if it were an extremely long process.

Until the dark clouds were completely removed, the hook-like moon completely appeared on the night, and the moon suddenly poured down.

Under the white moonlight like cow's milk, a piece of symbols appeared on the map in Sorin's hand. The symbols were neatly arranged, as if they were some unknown characters.

He looked anxiously at Anyang.

Anyang also immediately understood, took a step forward, and read out softly: "When the thrush is knocking on the stone, stand beside the gray stone, and the afterglow of the last sunset of Dulin Ri will shine on the keyhole."

After he finished speaking, he thought about the plot in the play and added: "However, because Moon Rune has a vague meaning in some words, and it also has certain differences with human language, the meaning expressed above will be deviated. , it may not be the afterglow of the sunset but the moonlight of the last autumn moon, in short, to be on the safe side, we'd better get there early."

"Dulin Day?" Baggins asked suspiciously.

"It was the New Year of the Dwarves, when the last moonset of autumn and the first sunrise of winter would be in the sky at the same time," explained Gandalf.

"This is bad news!" Thorin said solemnly, "Summer is coming to an end soon, Durin Day is coming, we must have enough time to find the entrance, and we must find the exact timing and location!"

"But it will take at least a month to get to Lonely Mountain from here, and at least, if there is no trouble on the way."

"yes."

All dwarves feel the task is daunting.

Anyang is not afraid of trouble, so he poured another oil at this time: "And the most important thing is that some people may think this is not wise, after all, Gandalf is not the only caretaker in Middle-earth, um, not all caregivers Everyone is as talkative as Radagast."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he shrugged: "Intuition, this is just my intuition."

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