Chapter 1183 Escape

"Sorin, son of Thorne, grandson of Thor, heir to the kingdom of the mountain, unfortunately, there is no kingdom under the mountain anymore."

Setpa sat on the throne and looked at Sorin lightly, "Defeat the dragon and regain your home, it sounds like a fairy tale, but I don't think you are that noble."

"The dwarves are a bunch of insatiable people, and the dozen of you can only do some tricks!" Setpa stepped down from the throne, stared at him, and continued, "So, you have found the person who entered the Lonely Mountain. Way, you're looking for something that will give you kingship, the Imperial Treasure - the Arken Silmaril!"

"That thing is priceless in your eyes. I can understand it. It is the symbol of the dwarves' kingship. I have also coveted the treasures in the mountains for a long time. The white gems are as bright as stars..."

Sorin raised his head and looked sharply at Thranduil, and Anyang also stood beside him, looking at Thranduil's almost flawless face, noble and majestic imperial temperament, and couldn't help feeling jealous. If I was so handsome, I wouldn't have to work hard to eat after graduation, and I would be able to live nourished and nourished by relying on my face...

He could guess what Thranduil was going to say, and he didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he said: "Alas, King of the Woodland Elves, give up, for Thorin's temper will not make a deal with you. At one point, even I couldn't convince him."

"Is that so?" Setpa looked at Thorin.

Sorin glanced at Anyang suspiciously, but quickly guessed what they were talking about, so he sneered: "No matter what the deal is, I'm not interested in learning about it, I only know that I, the descendant of the Turin blood, will never Will trust Thranduil, you, untrustworthy!"

After a pause, he took a deep breath: "I've seen how you treat your allies, and I've seen your hard-hearted heart, when I lead the hungry and homeless clan to ask for your help, but you choose Turn around and leave with your army, you choose to stand by and watch my clansmen suffer and die in the dragon flames that destroy their homes!"

Setpa squinted his eyes and listened to what he said almost like a roar, but laughed out loud, then stepped over and stood in front of Thorin and looked straight into his eyes: "Did I do something wrong? I did something wrong. Did I? I reminded your grandfather long ago that greed would devour him, but he turned a deaf ear and eventually attracted the dragon, and it was his own fault! If you insist that someone other than the dragon destroyed the kingdom under the mountain , that is your two elders with Turin blood, their greed destroyed them and the dwarf kingdom! What should I do at this time? Let them destroy my woodland kingdom by the way? Let me Will my people also taste the pain of being swallowed by dragon flames? Will my people also be displaced and cast aside?"

Seth took a deep breath, continued to stare at Sorin with a sneer, and sneered: "You dwarves are arrogant, but you don't have the strength to fight the dragon, you are insatiable, but you don't have the power to protect the treasure, you think only you can Have you ever been shrouded in the horror of dragon flames? I, too, have fought the evil dragon in the north! I have also fought a large-scale war with it!"

As he spoke, a hideous scar appeared on his face, covering the entire face, and his handsome face was almost sunken in, looking extremely ugly.

In the blink of an eye, his face was back to normal.

His tone gradually became calm: "I know how powerful that evil dragon is, and I also know what consequences the Lonely Mountain's treasure will lead to once it attracts its covet, I did what I should do, but yours If my grandfather goes his own way, I can't have the whole Woodland Kingdom buried with him because of his stupidity!"

Anyang was a little stunned, because it seemed a little different from the conversation he remembered. Thorin in the plot was not persuaded by Thranduil. He still had a great prejudice against the elves because of that incident, but now he But he was speechless by Thranduil's words.

So Anyang nodded: "I understand your approach, Lord Thranduil."

After he finished speaking, Thorin immediately glared at him.

Thranduil waved his hand, and immediately two elf guards took Sorin down. He said, "Stay here until there are no bones left. The Lonely Mountain will be a beautiful dream for you."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Anyang and realized that he didn't know this person, so he looked at Legolas next to him.

Legolaston stepped forward, showed him the mobile phone in his hand, and said, "This man claims to be a wandering wizard, I found this thing on him, but he is full of nonsense, and I have not yet figured out this. What kind of object. But it does have magical powers, it can emit light and display text, I originally brought it with me, but it can return to this person by magic."

"Oh?" Thranduil raised his eyebrows slightly, took the phone and looked at it, and found that he couldn't recognize this thing with his own knowledge, so he couldn't help frowning.

Anyang immediately stood up and said: "Lord Thranduil, I promise you in the name of the wizard, you let us go, and when we take down the treasure of Gushan, we will definitely keep the part that belongs to the elves intact. All are returned to the elves, the thing in your hand is my treasure, and now I will give it to you as a token to prove our commitment!"

At this time, the screen of the mobile phone turned on again, but because of the angle, he couldn't see the content on it, but how powerful the system was, this voice sounded directly in his ear——

"Once again, the elector has no right to..."

Anyang didn't have the heart to listen to what the system said at all, because at this time Thranduil laughed and said while staring at the unfamiliar text that appeared on the phone screen: "Promise? Let's not say your identity, even if you are really one. A wizard, the wizard's name is worthless!"

After that, he raised his mobile phone to Anyang, and said in a noncommittal tone: "What ability does this thing have, tell me!"

"It's useful." Anyang shrugged, not caring what he said before, "It can be used to smash nuts such as walnuts in normal times, it can be used to resist the opponent's attack in battle, and it can even be thrown out as a hidden weapon. !"

"Warning, this system solemnly declares that the incarnation of the main system of time-space shuttle is by no means a brick. Once again, please pay attention to the words, otherwise the consequences will be at your own risk!"

"Oh..." Anyang nodded.

At this time, Thranduil showed a gloomy expression and said: "Are you deceiving me as a dwarf, wandering wizard, now is not the time for you to be slick, otherwise, I think the walls of the prison have enough patience to listen to you Talk to it for the rest of my life!"

Anyang pursed his lips: "But what I said before is true, if you let us go, we will definitely return the treasure of the elves! In fact, if your people don't catch us, there is no promise, after we open the Lonely Mountain The same will return the treasures of the elves, those things do not belong to me and the dwarves, we will not monopolize it!"

"The dwarves are greedy. You want them to return the treasure in their hands? I have seen too many temperaments of the Turin family, whether it is his father or his grandfather."

"Sorin is not like them, I firmly believe that."

"Are you convinced?"

"Yes, I firmly believe, otherwise Gandalf the Grey and I would not have chosen Thorin."

"Speaking of which, I don't seem to have asked..." Thranduil raised his head and looked down at Anyang slightly, "What about you, why did you venture to the Lonely Mountain? Are you and that Hobbit just suffering? Hire of the dwarves? Or out of justice? Ha!"

"For justice." Anyang bowed slightly, his expression suddenly serious, "I noticed that evil forces are invading Middle-earth, and the many traces we have found along the way show that the Supreme Demon Lord many years ago may not have After being wiped out, he is about to be resurrected, and he lives in Dole, Togo! Giant spiders invaded the forest, the orc army reappeared, and the trolls went south, didn't you notice anything?"

"Ridiculous!" said Thranduil.

"But that's the truth, even if it weren't, the Orcs' legions in Gondaba are all geared up, and I must try to destroy them! The dwarves are a mighty force, but they're scattered..."

"So you want the kingdom of dwarves to be rebuilt?" Thranduil looked at him. "That sounds like a good reason, and it fits the word justice you just said, huh!"

"..."

Anyang talked with him for a long time, but in the end they didn't talk about it together. Don't say that Thranduil didn't believe him at all. Even if he believed a part of it, it would be difficult for him to participate more because of his suspicious and cautious character, or he would never If he is willing to let the Woodland Kingdom take another risk, unless he completely believes what Anyang said and is sure that the resurrected Sauron will destroy everything, then he has to send troops.

So Anyang was taken back to prison again.

The surprisingly heavy Bumbo happened to be in the prison and kept banging against the door of the prison, trying to knock it open. When Anyang saw it, he hurriedly shouted: "Come on, Bumbo, you're about to knock it open, push harder, you It must be able to smash this damn prison, hahaha."

Seeing him coming back, Thorin quickly asked, "What did you say to that damned elf king?"

"...If you want to speak ill of the king, can you wait to say it when he is away?" Anyang glanced helplessly at the two elf guards who were escorting him back. Fortunately, they were all expressionless, as if they didn't care about Sorin's insult at all. Their own kings, of course, it is more likely that they directly regarded Thorin's words as farts or did not understand human language.

"Wizard, do you have a way to escape?" Bumble, who had been bumped for a long time, stopped and looked at him breathlessly.

"Well, of course." Anyang glanced at the door lock, "This kind of lock is not difficult for a wizard, I have more than a dozen ways to get it open!"

"Oh!"

The dwarves suddenly cheered.

Anyang touched his arms, and the mobile phone was indeed there. The simplest and most violent method was to smash the lock with a mobile phone, but this method was time-consuming and labor-intensive and not necessarily effective.

So he gave up the idea, took his hand back, looked at the noisy dwarves, and shouted helplessly: "Can you be quiet, gentlemen, what you want to do is escape from prison, you can't wait patiently until Shall we discuss this topic again tonight?"

"Forehead……"

The surroundings suddenly quieted down.

During this period, Thranduil sent people twice, and Legolas once came to take the mobile phone from his arms. However, time gradually proved that their approach was futile, so they stopped sending People came.

The time gradually pushed back to the evening.

"Agadoni... ka!"

The crisp unlocking sound was so sweet in the quiet prison, Anyang walked out, and the dwarves held their breaths and waited silently in the cell, waiting for Anyang, who went to take care of the guards and search for the key, to return.

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