Chapter 243 The Stubborn White Robe Wizard (1/2)

Chapter 243 Stubborn White Wizard

Everyone's eyes were focused on Aaron, making him feel stressed and sweating.

The highest-ranking white wizard, two elven kings, and a grey wizard who was determined to drag him into the pirate ship. According to his speculation, the weakest among them could probably match the great wizard in his cognition, and the strongest Saruman might have stepped into the level of the holy wizard.

If he risked everything to fight alone, he would be confident of defeating anyone except Saruman, but there were four big guys here!

Facing such a lineup, he, a wizard, looked weak, pitiful and helpless. It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous.

"Even if you say so..." Saruman paused, "He is just a child after all."

"Great white wizard, you really have a good eye for people!" Aaron smiled flatteringly, and was very grateful to Saruman in his heart, "I won't bother you anymore, I'll leave now."

"Stop." Gandalf shouted softly.

Aaron stopped and rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Is it that serious?"

Gandalf shrugged and immediately turned his gaze to Queen Galadriel, "I hope to give this child a chance to sit in on the meeting."

Queen Galadriel nodded gently. She and Gandalf were old acquaintances and would not refuse such a request.

The Queen of the Elf has expressed her opinion. Even if Saruman is reluctant, he can't let Aaron leave for her sake.

The four people sat around a table and discussed the dwarves' expedition.

The white-robed wizard did not agree with Gandalf's plan, thinking that their trip to Erebor would be a waste of effort and would anger the evil dragon Smaug sleeping there.

Gandalf insisted on his plan, and Smaug was almost a headache for him.

The evil dragon had a strong ability to capture cities and territories. It did not obey anyone, but it was very likely to form an alliance with the enemy, and then there would be big trouble.

Saruman scoffed at this explanation. Their enemies had long been defeated, and the power of the necromancer Sauron could never be restored, otherwise the peace in Middle-earth would not have lasted for hundreds of years.

......

Aaron, who was standing by, listened to the debate-like discussion and yawned a little bored.

He personally preferred Gandalf because he had a sense of crisis, and all kinds of omens also showed that Sauron might make a comeback.

But he didn't care. If the sky fell, there would be tall people to support it. If this group of big guys could defeat him once, they could defeat him a second time.

And he was not from this world. Maybe he would have returned home safely before Sauron started to act.

The most important thing was that he hadn't finished his current mission yet. Why think so much?

Glancing at the night outside, Aaron silently opened his personal panel.

[Host: Aaron Gaius]

[Magic power: 8300 (intermediate magician, the end of most wizards' lives)]

[Talent: rare in a century (magic power increases by 3 points every day)]

[Items: Moon Drop (can remove any negative spell), Resurrection Potion (can revive any creature that dies within an hour), Magic Carpet, Unactivated Dragon Slayer Crystal]

[Magic points: 300]

Looking at the values ​​in the last column, Aaron missed Hogwarts very much. If he signed in there, his magic points would be at least four digits, and it would definitely not be so shabby.

"System, sign in."

"Congratulations to the host for signing in successfully in Rivendell and getting 10 magic points."

Aaron was a little happy in his heart. Rivendell did not disappoint him.

Now the magic points are not many, but you can buy some valuable things in the system mall.

Aaron's attention moved repeatedly on two products, one is the Patronus Charm, and the other is Captain Jack's compass.

The value of these two items is 200 magic points. The former is a high-level defensive magic, which may have a miraculous effect on the dead, and can give him more confidence in this world.

The latter can make his adventure road smoother. With the right direction, he can avoid many detours.

After struggling for a while, Aaron placed an order for the Patronus Charm.

All the information about this ancient magic instantly emerged in his mind.

The Patronus Charm is a very difficult extraordinary magic that requires concentration and happiness as the source.

Some wizards can only summon a ball of white steam, that is, a patronus without a form, and the defensive ability of this patronus is quite limited.

He can summon a patronus in a complete form, which has a strong defensive ability.

Aaron's mouth corners slightly raised. If there were not a group of big guys sitting here, he couldn't wait to see his patronus.

Although he has not officially used the Patronus Charm, he has vaguely guessed what form his patronus is in.

In addition, he also understands the language of dragons and can summon a second patronus in the form of a dragon.

......

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on Aaron's face, he opened his eyes drowsily.

Gandalf and Saruman argued endlessly for a whole night, but neither of them convinced the other.

Aaron was somewhat impressed by them. He could understand that the elves did not sleep all night, but these two were old men, and they could still be so energetic after not sleeping all night.

At this time, Gandalf took out a long object wrapped in yellow cloth from his arms. This was specially given to him by Radagast.

King Elrond lifted the yellow cloth, and a black iron sword appeared in the sight of the three people. They all flashed a touch of surprise in their eyes, and even Saruman was silent.

"This is the Morgul Sword." King Elrond said in surprise. The shock brought to him by this sword was greater than that of the Beast Bite Sword and the Enemy Fencing Sword.

"It was forged by the Witch-king of Angmar and buried with him." Queen Galadriel murmured, "When Angmar was conquered, the northern people sealed his body and all his belongings in the Tomb of Rhudaur.

They buried it deep in the stone pile, and the tomb is so dark that it will never see the light of day."

"This is impossible. The tomb is sealed with a powerful spell and it is impossible to break it." King Elrond said.

"How to prove that this sword came from the tomb of Angmar." Saruman asked.

"It can't be proved." Gandalf said helplessly.

He felt that Saruman was forcing people to do things that were difficult. He couldn't ask him to find tomb robbers!

"Let's examine the known facts." Saruman said lightly, "A small group of orcs dared to cross Brunan, someone found an ancient dagger, and a mortal magician claimed to be a necromancer and lived in an abandoned castle. These are not a big deal."

Aaron labeled Saruman an idiot in his heart.

It is understandable to enjoy comfort, but at least be a little vigilant! Are so many coincidences connected together still coincidences?

"But the matter of the dwarf expedition bothers me.

I don't agree, Gandalf." Saruman shook his head firmly, "I can't agree with this expedition. If they had asked for permission earlier, I wouldn't have to return disappointed."

Hearing Saruman say this, Aaron couldn't stand it immediately.

Cancel the expedition, how can this be done?

He signed the contract, all of them signed the contract, which is of great significance.

Moreover, both system tasks are closely related to this expedition. If it is cancelled, he won't even know the way, and the time and difficulty of completing the task will increase several times.

"Well, Gandalf.

I think I have to go. You know, the expedition can't do without me."

"Of course, I still have to talk to Queen Galadriel about something. Please tell them not to worry." Gandalf smiled, and then apologized to Saruman a little embarrassedly, "Dwarves are more stubborn than you think. Thorin Oakenshield will not stop going to Lonely Mountain just because you object."

"Really?" Saruman's face sank slightly, "Then I'm afraid I have to talk to him and explain the pros and cons. Maybe he will reconsider."

At this time, footsteps came from outside, and Linde walked into the room.

"King Elrond, the dwarves have left on their own."

"It seems that the great white wizard doesn't have to bother talking to Thorin." Aaron said meaningfully, and then realized something, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Wait, they left without taking me?"

"Obviously." Linde said.

"You are so impatient!" Aaron gritted his teeth and looked at Lind. "I hope you can help me with something. I need to borrow a horse."

"This..." Lind hesitated and looked at King Elrond. "What do you think?"

"Go do it!"

"Yes."

Lind took Aaron to the outside of Rivendell. Just after crossing the stone bridge, an elf warrior came over with a white horse.

"Tsk tsk tsk! This is much more handsome than my pony."

"This is a war horse trained by the elves. It has first-class physical strength and endurance.

It will come back automatically after you find the dwarves."

Aaron grabbed a few gold coins from his pocket and handed them to Lind solemnly. "Just consider it as the rental fee.

Don't think it's too little. After all, I don't have much money."

"This is not necessary."

Lind's eyes twitched slightly. He was King Elrond's confidant and a well-known figure in Rivendell. He felt ashamed to tell others that he took money from a child.

"Uh..." Aaron scratched his head embarrassedly, "Actually, I want you to prepare something else for me."

"What?" Linde looked at Aaron in doubt, "What else do you want?"

"Food, preferably dry food.

Water, just pack a bag, I accidentally lost my water bag on the road.

If possible, sword, bow and arrow..."

"Wait, I can understand food and water, but don't you have weapons?"

Aaron immediately took off the bow and arrow, smiled shyly, "These broken copper and iron, how can they compare with the weapons of the elves!"

Linde didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and ordered people to prepare supplies and new weapons for him.

"Thank you."

After getting enough wool, Aaron decisively jumped on the horse and chased out along a path.

Aaron didn't catch up with them until noon.

"You actually ignored me, too much."

Bilbo saw Aaron and breathed a sigh of relief, "I knew you would catch up."

"Where is Gandalf?" Thorin asked.

"He is busy persuading a guy who is more stubborn than you. It may take some time for him to catch up."

Thorin nodded slightly, "Keep going."

Because he had to get to the Lonely Mountain before Durin's Day, Thorin felt urgent and chose a narrow mountain road.

The expedition team passed through the wilderness, climbed over the snow-capped mountains, crossed the deep valleys, climbed over the hills, and climbed a cliff.

However, only halfway through, the sky was thundering and it started to rain heavily.

"This is not a good sign." Aaron murmured, "I hate this kind of weather."

"Everyone hates this kind of weather, especially on a dangerous road that can only pass one person." Balin said, "Thorin, we have to find a place to shelter from the rain."

"I'm looking for it."

"Wait." Aaron suddenly said, "Don't talk for now."

More than a dozen people stopped and looked at him puzzled in the heavy rain.

Aaron used his keen hearing and put his ear close to the cliff. After a few seconds, his face changed drastically.

"Leave here quickly, as fast as possible."

"What's wrong?" Dwalin asked puzzledly.

"The road under our feet is alive." Aaron said very seriously, "I just heard the sound of breathing, very light but particularly long breathing, like a mountain."

Ou Yin seemed to think of something, "Impossible, that's just a legend."

"Nothing is impossible, hurry up."

"But the rain is too heavy, it will be very dangerous to travel at this time." Noli said.

"Where we stand is more dangerous." Aaron said anxiously, then looked at Thorin, "You must listen to me this time. This is a hundred times more dangerous than the trolls. If you don't run, it will be too late."

Thorin was silent for a moment and ordered everyone to keep moving forward.

The crowd braved the heavy rain and crossed the cliffs at the fastest speed. During this period, Bilbo stepped on the air and almost fell off the cliff. Fortunately, Thorin rescued him in time and he was safe.

Less than a minute after they left, the place where they stood before was smashed to pieces by a huge rock, and a giant as big as a mountain slowly stood up.

In the huge storm, the stone giant was like a god and was not affected at all.

However, at this time, another stone giant appeared in the dark, and they fought without hesitation after meeting.

Every punch and kick of theirs would cause the mountain to shake, and countless huge pieces of rubble fell from above, making their already broken bodies even worse.

What's worse is that the third stone giant also joined the battlefield, and the duel turned into a melee.

They threw boulders at each other, wishing to smash each other to death.

The huge rocks collided with each other and exploded with great force in the environment of lightning and thunder. The valley became a mess and the trees in it were destroyed beyond recognition.

Gulu!

The expedition team stared at the scene of the gods fighting in amazement and swallowed their saliva together.

"The legend of the stone giant turned out to be true." Bilbo murmured in disbelief.

Huh!

Aaron took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart.

He was just a small magician now, and he couldn't handle such a big scene. He might be able to protect himself, but he might not be able to take care of others.

Fortunately, they dodged quickly this time. If they had moved at night, the expedition team would probably have lost members.