Chapter 237 Troll? Higher level trolls (1/2)

Chapter 237 Troll? Higher level trolls

The rain was pouring down and the roads became extremely muddy.

The pony's movements slowed down, and the expedition team was particularly embarrassed by the rain.

"Mr. Gandalf, will you mind the water?" said Dori.

"A little wisdom, okay?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "If he had this ability, we wouldn't have been wet for more than three hours."

Gandalf shrugged, "If you want to change the weather, you have to find other wizards."

"Are there other wizards?" Bilbo asked curiously.

"There are five in total. The highest-ranking one is the white-robed wizard Saruman. There are also two blue-robed wizards, but I forgot their names."

"Then who is the fifth?"

"It's the brown wizard Radagast."

"Is he great? Or is he like you?"

"I think he is a maverick wizard with a gentle personality who would rather be around forest animals."

"Ha, this reminds me of one of my...friends." The image of Hagrid suddenly appeared in Aaron's mind, but he was more playful and liked to be with huge, furry creatures, for example Three-headed dog, Acromantula.

"The Brown Wizard watches over the vast forest to the east, and it's a good thing he's there, for evil is always looking for a foothold."

"What kind of magic are you good at, Gandalf?" Aaron asked.

"Me?" Gandalf smacked his cigarette holder, and a hazy white halo flashed on his wand, "I can barely be considered a magician of light."

Feeling the holiness and purity of the light, Aaron thought thoughtfully, "Maybe you should change into white clothes, white is worthy of your magic."

"That won't work. I can't compare to Saruman." Gandalf shook his head indifferently, "Only when your magic power reaches that level can you be promoted to a white-robed wizard."

"However, Gaius, I am more curious about what magic you are good at?"

Aaron laughed, and then took out the 'ancestral wand', "Look at my wand, and compare it with yours, you will know that I can't do anything."

"But you don't look like you don't know anything." Gandalf raised his eyebrows at Aaron, "The wizard's intuition is sometimes very accurate."

"What should I say so that you can believe it?" Aaron said a little tiredly.

This is an old bastard who has lived for who knows how long. It is probably impossible to hide this from him.

But how long can it be hidden, and how deep can it be hidden.

It's okay to expose a little bit of his strength, but if he exposes all of his strength, Gandalf might arrange some unnecessary tasks for him and formidable enemies, so the gains outweigh the losses.

Judging from the fact that he used Bilbo's Bag End to entertain the dwarves, it's not like he couldn't do such a thing that was harmful to others and not beneficial to himself.

"I won't believe it no matter what you say." Gandalf smiled like an old fox, "There is nothing more worth looking forward to than the emergence of the sixth wizard."

Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, "Whatever you think!"

"By the way, let me ask you this, does the wizard have any enemies?"

"This..." Gandalf hesitated for a moment, "This kind of thing is not suitable for a child like you to know."

"That's it." Aaron sighed. Originally, he thought that there were only a few wizards in the world, and the threat to him was not that great.

As long as you stay steady and don't waver, it's a sure thing that you'll get home safely.

But now he has more foresight, and wizards are not without enemies. They can even make Dumbledore wizards like Gandalf feel troublesome.

When Gandalf heard Aaron's sigh, he thought he was scared, and immediately comforted him: "You don't have to worry about anything, the wizard also has allies.

Humans, elves, dwarves, and hobbits will all be allies of the wizard. "

Hearing this, Aaron did not feel relaxed at all, but felt extremely stressed.

"Gandalf, you are so comforting.

I originally thought that the wizard had only a few enemies, but now it seems that I was wrong. The enemies were at least on par with these alliances. "

Gandalf: ...

"There's no need to think so much." Bilbo said nonchalantly, "That kind of thing is still far away from us!"

"yes!

One word awakens the dreamer! "Aaron suddenly realized that he was now a nobody with a low reputation. As long as he continued to keep a low profile, those so-called enemies would not take him to heart.

...

The expedition arrived at a plain.

Thorin stopped in front of a shabby hut.

“We’re setting up camp here tonight.

Fili, Kili, you are responsible for taking care of the ponies and staying by their side.

Ouyin, Groyin, you are responsible for lighting the fire. "

Gandalf walked into the hut and murmured with an incomprehensible expression: "A farmer's family once lived here."

"I think it's best to move on," Gandalf suggested to Thorin. "You can go on to the valley."

"I told you, I wouldn't go anywhere near that place."

"What's in that place?" Aaron asked.

Thorin paused and said coldly: "The guy who disgusts me."

"But the elves will help us, and we can get room, board and advice."

"I don't need their advice."

"King Elrond can help us interpret that map." Gandalf tried to persuade Thorin, but he was completely unmoved and even a little angry.

"Help us?" Thorin said with an ugly face, "When the dragon attacked Erub, did the elves help us?

Orcs plundered Moria and desecrated our temples, while the elves continued to look on with cold eyes.

You want me to go to the man who turned his back on my grandfather, who turned his back on my father. "

"You are not them. The key and map are not given to you to remember hatred."

"You have no right to keep them either." Thorin said. The map and keys were left to him by his father, and Gandalf only kept them for them.

"Um... I'm sorry, let me say something fair!" Aaron took a deep breath, "Putting aside the national hatred, there are some things where helping you is a matter of friendship and not helping you is a duty.

Thorin and Smaug attacked Erub, and the dwarves must have resisted, but what was the result?

Your grandfather led an army to attack Moria, but what was the result?

This is no small matter. There is no reason for the elves to pay such a heavy price for the dwarves' homeland. "

Gandalf nodded, "Rough words are not rough words, that's the truth."

"But they shouldn't just sit back and watch." Thorin gritted his teeth, "I don't expect them to support weapons and armor, nor do I expect them to provide any supplies, nor do I expect them to send large armies to join the battle.

But they were watching from the sidelines when we left home, and their indifferent eyes and nonchalant attitude were more deeply rooted in people's hearts than a tragic defeat.

They were not allies from that point on, at least not to me. "

"Understood." Aaron muttered, "I don't have your experience, so I'm not qualified to tell you such a big truth."

"It's good to know."

"But I still want to urge you to move on."

"What?" Thorin looked at Aaron angrily, "Did I not make it clear enough just now?"

"It's very clear, but it doesn't conflict with moving on." Aaron pointed to the dilapidated hut, his expression became a little solemn, "Look carefully, the door has been hit hard, the house is crooked, the windows, walls, ceiling There are several big holes in it.

This is not like a natural disaster, but rather like it was attacked by some giant creature. The original owner of the house is probably in trouble. "

"That's right.

Thorin, this place is not as safe as it looks. "

Thorin was silent for a few seconds, and a slight smile appeared on his face, "I still decided to camp here."

"Why?" Gandalf asked in confusion.

“This is just the speculation of a thirteen-year-old child, and it is baseless.

Even if it were true, judging from the dilapidation of this house, it was a long time ago. "

"Okay!" Aaron pursed his lips, "Listen to the leader.

But Thorin, I have to remind you that anyone who doesn't listen to my opinion will generally suffer. "

"Didn't you say you lost your memory?" Thorin asked with a half-smile.

"I remembered something, didn't I?"

Gandalf's mouth twitched angrily, and he turned around and left.

"Is everything okay?" Bilbo, who was taking care of the pony, saw his angry look and couldn't help but ask, "Gandalf, where are you going?"

"Go to the only rational person in the group."

"who is it?"

"Myself, Mr. Baggins, I've really had enough of dwarves today."

Seeing the figure walking further and further away, Aaron shook his head speechlessly, "Do you see how angry you are making this person?"

"He will come back." Thorin didn't take it seriously, but looked at Bombur, "Come on! Bombur, we are hungry."

The dwarves built a stand over several campfires, placed pots on it, and simmered the broth.

Aaron could smell the aroma, but looking at the gray soup in the pot, he felt that he had no appetite, so he simply ordered some meat and prepared his own dinner alone.

As night fell, the dwarves prepared dinner, but almost everyone turned their attention to Aaron, especially the largest one.

Suck!

Pombo wiped his saliva and said, "Noli, I'm hungry."

"Eat when you're hungry." Noli handed a bowl of stew to Pombo, "You have a big appetite, so I'll give you a little more."

"You know what I'm talking about?"

"You have the nerve to ask a child for food?" Noli said in disgust, "Don't embarrass the dwarf."

"Aren't you watching too?

It smells so good, I haven't smelled this scent in years. "

"That's just a little too much seasoning." Bilbo breathed in the fragrance in the air, "It's the same when I make kebabs, but not so exaggerated."

"Mr. Baggins, it's time to eat."

"Here we come." Bilbo immediately put down the soup bowl in his hand and quickly ran to Aaron.

"Stop looking." Noli patted Pombo's belly speechlessly, "The mushrooms and seasonings are all provided by Baggins, not your share."

"How about letting Gaius cook the next meal!"

"No, the dignified dwarf actually wants a child to help cook. Where can I put my face?

Just follow Thorin's example, then look at Balin and Dwalin, they are very indifferent! "

Hearing this, Pang Bo swallowed sadly, picked up the bowl and ate with the aroma of the skewers.

The others also looked away and ate their stew in silence.

"Gaius, I didn't know your cooking skills were so good." Bilbo gnawed on a skewer of barbecue and gave a thumbs up while eating, "You're much better than me."

"My ancestors were cooks." Aaron said modestly, "I only learned a little bit."

"Why do your ancestors have everything?"

"Uh... who knows? Maybe it's just interest."

After a simple dinner, Aaron and Bilbo walked up to Noli and each brought a bowl of stew.

But it's not for myself, it's for Fili and Kili.

The two of them had to take care of the pony, which was not within the camp, so they had to rely on the Snitch with the fastest legs and feet in the team to send it there.

However, when they delivered the meal, they saw the two dwarf brothers standing there blankly, looking even more confused.

"What's the matter?" asked Bilbo.

"We should watch the ponies," Kili said.

"But something happened."

"There were supposed to be sixteen ponies, but now there are only fourteen left."

"What?"

Aaron looked forward in shock and found that his horse was still there. Although he was angry, he was still relieved.

"How do you do it, so you can watch the horse get lost?"

The dwarf brothers looked at each other awkwardly, and then stepped forward to check.

"Daisy and Bongo are gone," Kili said.

"You don't need to tell me, I can tell." Aaron's eyes flashed with solemnity, "The question is how they disappeared."

“Big trees were uprooted and there were huge footprints on the ground.

What I worried about happened. The creatures that attacked the farmer's family did not leave here at all. They were nearby. "

"This is not good, it's terrible. That thing is big and dangerous." Bilbo said with some worry, "Aren't you going to tell Thorin?"

"No, don't let him worry." Fili was a little reluctant, "As our snitch, maybe you should investigate."

"I don't agree with this." Aaron shook his head. "Before you are not sure whether you can defeat the enemy, it is necessary to tell the team leader, at least to make them a little vigilant."

"Look, there are lights." Fili suddenly lowered his voice, and then waved to several people, "Come here."

A few people crossed several broken trees lightly and cautiously lowered their bodies to look at the campfire not far away.

Exaggerated laughter came from the campfire, which made Aaron think of trolls for a moment.

"What is that?" Bilbo asked nervously.

"Trolls," Kili said.

Just as he was about to move forward, Aaron pressed him down with a hand, "Calm down, there's no need to figure out what's going on over there now!"

Before he finished speaking, Feili jumped out.

After stopping his younger brother but not his elder brother, Aaron had no choice but to let go of his hand and followed him against his will.

After running for tens of meters, the four of them hid behind a big tree, acting cautiously.

Two trolls were surrounding the campfire. They were as tall as the trolls, but much fatter. Their intelligence was higher than that of the trolls, and they could even speak human words.

At this moment, the woods rustled, and a third troll walked by, holding a pony in each of its two thick arms.

Aaron looked at the white pony he was holding on his right hand, his face instantly darkened, and he suddenly became very angry.

I dare to catch my horse, I am so tired of living!