Chapter 266 The Dwarf Prince's Enlightenment

"Thorin." Aaron leaned against the wall and looked at him meaningfully, "What are you going to do? Gandalf asked me to protect you before he left, and my answer was within my ability.

If you choose to stay here and wait for death, I will take Bilbo and escape. I promised his safety and I will definitely do it."

"Thank you." Bilbo shrugged his nose, a little flattered.

"But if you choose to fight Smaug to the death, then I will fight side by side with you and do my best to ensure that everyone can survive."

Thorin looked at the corpses on the ground and said in a daze, "I won't die like this, curled up, struggling, and dying.

We lead Smaug to the furnace and fight it to the death."

"Have you decided?" Aaron asked with a smile.

Thorin nodded and looked at the nine dwarves who followed him, "Let's act separately and lead it to the furnace.

If everything is destined to burn, then we will also go to the sea of ​​fire together."

Snap! Snap! Snap!

"As expected of a dwarf prince, it takes great courage to make this decision." Aaron applauded, "Thorin Oakenshield, you didn't let me down."

After that, Aaron took out the Arkenstone and suspended it in mid-air with a levitation spell.

The milky white light illuminated the dim guard room, and the dwarves looked at the beautiful king's gem with extremely pious eyes.

"Arkenstone." Thorin murmured in disbelief, "You got it."

Aaron shrugged, he never said he didn't get it.

"I think there should be nothing more morale-boosting than this thing at this time."

"It's true." Thorin excitedly stretched out his right hand, and then embarrassedly found that he couldn't touch it.

Snap!

Aaron snapped his fingers, and the Arkenstone fell into his hand.

"I'm sorry, I can't give it to you now."

"Why?" Thorin glared, "It should have been mine."

"Yes, the Arkenstone was originally yours." Aaron did not deny it, but changed the subject, "But Smaug said that the Arkenstone will devour your soul."

"Do you believe the dragon's words?"

"But you drew your sword against us for this stone before."

Thorin was speechless. He was indeed impulsive at the time and should not draw his sword against his friends.

But the status of the Arkenstone in the dwarves is the imperial seal, which is related to whether he can inherit the throne legitimately, and it cannot be lost.

"If it is because of this, I apologize to you."

"It's okay." Bilbo smiled, "We understand the importance of the Arkenstone to you, which may be more important than your life."

"But because of this, we are worried that you will become another person because of this stone." Aaron said earnestly.

His worry was not without reason. Thorin's stubbornness was rare in the world. A prince who had been down and out for half his life became a king with huge wealth overnight. His state of mind might change drastically, perhaps even more than his grandfather Thorn.

"I won't." Thorin shook his head slowly, "I promise."

Hearing this, Aaron hesitated for a while and put the Arken gem in his pocket.

The others looked at his action in astonishment, and Thorin felt that he was betrayed.

The atmosphere has been exaggerated to this point. Shouldn't you give the gem to me, and then everyone should work together to slay the dragon?

"I will give it to him, but only after it is safe." Aaron said embarrassedly, "After all, we are in danger of death. If Thorin has any accident, I will give this stone to Kili."

"Gaius." Dwalin looked at him angrily, "This is not appropriate."

Aaron raised his eyebrows and brought the gem to Thoringen, "You make the decision."

Thoring reached out and touched the Arken Gem. A trace of struggle flashed in his eyes. After a long silence, he looked at Aaron solemnly, "I will give it to you for safekeeping temporarily.

If I die, I will give it to Fili. If Fili dies, I will take it back to Kili and let him inherit the throne.

Ballin, Dwalin, you..."

"Don't say it, Thorin." Balin smiled casually, "My old bones may die before you, but one thing is that my loyalty to the king will not change."

"That's it, loyal king." Dwalin said solemnly, and the others nodded silently.

Next, Thorin divided the team into four groups, and each group of three left the guard room.

However, Aaron took the initiative to act alone and secretly covered everyone to reach the furnace safely.

Thorin took Bilbo and Balin through the passage from the front, and was discovered by Smaug as expected.

"Run! Run! Run for your life!

You have nowhere to hide."

A neck dozens of meters long emerged from the darkness, and a huge dragon head appeared in front of several people.

"Look behind you, little bug."

The three dwarves shouted, and Smaug's attention was attracted. Thorin and the other two took the opportunity to get into a doorway.

Smaug roared and pounced on the three dwarves.

"Hey! Here." Dwalin shouted, and when he saw Smaug turned his eyes, he immediately pulled Fili and Noli and ran wildly.

Just as Smaug was about to chase, he saw two dwarves running past him.

How could he bear this?

The hot dragon breath spewed out of its mouth, forcing the two to run away and jump into the cable car to escape the blazing flames.

Seeing that there was no one around, Smaug sniffed the air and chased in the direction of Thorin Oakenshield.

In a wide corridor, Thorin kept running wildly, and didn't even notice that he ran past the entrance of the smelting room.

"This way, Thorin." Bilbo shouted.

Thorin heard the voice and reacted immediately, but before he could take a step, Smaug appeared at the end of the corridor and was brewing dragon breath.

After calculating the distance silently, Thorin knew that he could not outrun Smaug's dragon flame, so he told Bilbo to follow Balin and turned around and jumped into the mine.

Barely avoiding the dragon flame, Thorin dragged the seat under the mine and continued to fall.

Before he could recover, Smaug chased him. Its body was huge, but it was just enough to get into the mine.

Just when it was about to bite Thorin, Dwalin chopped down the corresponding mine cart with an axe, and Thorin grabbed the seat and pulled him up quickly, barely escaping from the edge of the dragon's mouth.

Seeing this, Smaug turned his body and bit the rope connected to the seat while Thorin was rising.

"Tsk! I have to admit that the dwarves' mining technology is really not ordinary professional." Aaron's voice came from the side. Turning his head, he saw him sitting on another seat as if nothing had happened, swinging leisurely in the mine.

"Thorin, you look like you need some help!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Thorin yelled.

"Okay." Aaron pointed his index finger at Smaug, "Smash to pieces."

Bang!

The reddish light hit the dragon's mouth, and Smaug felt like he was pricked by a needle. He subconsciously opened his mouth and put Thorin on it.

Smaug didn't care, but looked at Aaron meaningfully, "Dragon Speaker, your magic is a bit special, but unfortunately you are too weak."

"It's normal, after all, I'm only fourteen years old." Aaron smiled shyly, "If I were forty years old, I would kill you in a minute, believe it or not?"

"It's a pity, you won't have that chance." Smaug said, opening his mouth, and a hot breath rushed to his face.

Aaron immediately stretched out his right hand, and an ice-blue intermediate magic circle appeared in front of him, and a thick stream of water gushed out.

The water flow poured into Smaug's mouth before the flames were ejected, and the dragon's breath was forced to stop. Smaug was choked and sprayed a lot of white steam.

"You, damn it." Smaug roared angrily, raising his claws to slap.

"Aaron." Thorin and others above were furious when they saw this.

Swish!

The black and white vortex flashed by, and Aaron landed beside them, "What do you want me to do?"

"You, you, you..." Dwalin looked at Aaron, then looked at Smaug below, and his incoherent words were unclear.

"Magic!" Aaron explained casually, "It's hard to understand."

"The magic of teleportation." Thorin's eyes twitched slightly. When he was a dwarf prince, he also knew about wizards, but he had never heard of wizards using such incredible means.

Aaron:......

"Few people can learn it. I am a rare genius in the Gaius family, so it is naturally a different matter."

"Roar!" Smaug roared from the mine, "Where is it? Dragon Speaker, where are you?"

Hearing this, Thorin and the dwarves beside him looked at Aaron with complicated expressions, "You can also speak dragon language?"

"Uh... When you are in the world, it is better to have many skills!" Aaron smiled embarrassedly.

"Gandalf found us a good teammate." Thorin sighed, and then looked at Smaug who was still looking for someone in the mine, and decisively pushed the crane next to him down.

The crane fell quickly and soon hit Smaug's neck.

"Let's go quickly, this won't delay him for long."

"Wait a minute." Aaron looked at the deep mine, slowly waved his arms, and a large ice-blue magic circle covered the top of the mine.

Half a minute later, a huge piece of ice fell from the magic circle and hit the depths of the mine.

Bang!

Several people clearly heard the sound of heavy objects hitting the skull, followed by the angry roar of the evil dragon.

"Why don't we throw a few more, maybe we can smash it to death!" said Fili.

"Brother, there is not enough time, and my magic power is not enough."

As the voice fell, fierce flames surged from the depths of the mine.

"Go, go quickly."

Thorin roared and led everyone into the smelting room.

Everyone met here without exception, but they were disappointed looking at the cold furnace.

"This plan won't work, this furnace is cold." Dwalin said regretfully.

"He's right, we don't have fire to light the furnace." Balin said bitterly.

"That may not be the case. I also know the fire spell."

"The flames are blazing."

Aaron pointed at the furnace, and a ball of red flame fell into it.

Boom~Boom~Boom~

The first huge furnace was successfully ignited, followed by the second, the third...

All the furnaces were ignited with fierce flames, and the extremely high temperature slowly melted the gold ore in the furnace into pure golden liquid.