Chapter 275 Negotiation Skills and Sincerity
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Jing Shen Tian Si
"What are you talking about?" Bud frowned, feeling that fate and the people of Changhu made a big joke.
After finally escaping from the flames of the evil dragon, although he has nothing, he can get a lot of wealth from Iruber anyway, and rebuilding a happy and beautiful homeland is not a problem.
But now you tell me that the half-orcs are out in force, and a catastrophe is about to befall them. Isn't this a mentality?
"You don't know much about wizards yet." Thranduil said indifferently, "They are like thunder in the cold winter, rolling over from a long distance, with a bang, but you never see rain."
"Not this time." Gandalf blew his beard and stared. "The army of orcs has been dispatched. They have been battle-tested and are natural killers. Our enemies have used all their strength."
"Why are they sending troops now?" Thranduil asked contemptuously.
"Because circumstances forced it, because Thorin Oakenshield set out with his men to recover the lost homeland."
"More than that." Aaron said in a deep voice, "Smaug also said when Bilbo and I were looking for the Arkon gem that as long as the necromancers don't move Irubor's treasure, it will not prevent them from entering the solitary Mountain.
This is an alternative alliance. The half-orcs don't have to worry about the dragons hurting them, and they can occupy Irubor unimpeded. "
"This is the only good news, at least the Lonely Mountain is not in the hands of our enemies now." Gandalf was slightly relieved, and continued, "Assog's master tried to control the Lonely Mountain not just for wealth, but because of its Location.
It is a strategic location and the only way to restore the old country of Angmar in the north. If that evil country makes a comeback, Rivendell, Lorien, Shire and even Gondor will all be destroyed. "
"Shire?" Bilbo's eyes widened in astonishment, and he asked anxiously, "Gandalf, you mean Shire? Are you sure you're not joking?"
"Unfortunately, Bilbo." Gandalf shook his head. "If the half-orcs cannot be prevented from occupying the Lonely Mountain, your hometown Shire will not be spared, and the peaceful halflings may be slaughtered."
Bilbo: …
"Those orc armies you speak of, Mithranda." Thranduil looked at Gandalf. "Where are they?"
Hearing this, Gandalf turned blue with anger, and trembled a little.
He's said so much, yet Thranduil still doesn't believe him.
"Since when did my mediation lose its meaning?" Gandalf smiled self-deprecatingly, "What do you suspect of me?"
"I suspect you want to save your dwarven friends, and I appreciate your devotion to them, but that doesn't change my plans.
You started this matter, please don't mind me ending it. "
"King Thranduil." Bilbo looked at him anxiously, and said incoherently: "It is absolutely true. It was said by Smaug himself. Sauron's vanguard will set off soon, and the Lonely Mountain is theirs." first stop.
The two of us came here on purpose, in addition to fulfilling Thorin's promise, to prevent this war.
Whether elves, dwarves or humans, we now have a common enemy, the orcs. "
Thranduil was silent for a moment, poured himself a glass of wine, and sat down on his seat calmly.
"You're the halfling who stole the key to the dungeon right under the nose of my guards!"
"Yes." Bilbo admitted sheepishly.
"That's right." Thranduil said, "You gave up the chance to escape alone and rescued this young wizard and a group of dwarves.
Your loyalty to Thorin is no less than that of Mithranda, maybe it is because you want to save your dwarf friend that you cooperate with Mithranda in weaving this lie. "
"that......"
Just as Aaron was about to speak, Thranduil put his gaze on him, "I don't trust you either, just like I don't trust the two of them."
"...King Thranduil." Aaron took a deep breath, "Please allow me to say, some things are better believed than not believed.
You don't have to trust us, but what if? "
"I don't believe it's even possible." Thranduil sneered, then walked outside the tent, "Are the archers ready?"
"All right, Your Highness," said an elf.
"Pass my order, as long as there are people active on that mountain, they will be killed."
"Wait." Aaron said helplessly, "You want white gems, don't you?"
"What do you want to say?" Thranduil asked meaningfully.
"I can help you convince Thorin, but I need some time." Aaron said in a deep voice.
"Why should I trust you?"
"Because I come here alone to negotiate with you, and I will give one-fifteenth of my share to the people of Changhu."
"Not enough." Thranduil shook his head lightly, "That's a deal between you and humans, but it has nothing to do with elves."
"Sometimes I really don't understand why I have to worry about you. No matter how chaotic the world is, I have nothing to do with it." Aaron shook his head with a wry smile, and then used Mirage.
When he reappeared, he was already behind Thranduil, but Thranduil reacted quickly and didn't turn around, but the long sword in his hand was already pressed against Aaron's abdomen.
"Very good magic, I've never seen it before." Thranduil said in admiration, until now he looked at this young wizard squarely.
"Thank you for the compliment. It's called apparation, and it's a possible teleportation magic." Aaron said lightly, "I only learned it by luck last year."
Gandalf's face twitched slightly, and he looked at Aaron with envy and longing.
He is too greedy for this magic, if he can teleport, he won't have to ride a horse every time he goes far.
"What is this? A demonstration or a threat?"
"Neither." Aaron slowly retreated back to the spot, "I never thought that my little magic could threaten an elf king, just to show you my ability."
"Ahem!" Gandalf coughed, "Gaius, who taught you this... apparition?"
"His ancestors," said Bilbo speechlessly.
Aaron raised his eyebrows, then gave a thumbs up, "Those who know me, so do the hobbits."
"Don't be funny, okay?
Whenever you don't want to answer a question, you will pull your ancestors out to take the blame. Is it interesting? "
"Interesting." Aaron said directly.
Gandalf also shut his mouth tactfully, he could see that Aaron didn't want to talk about his magic.
"Your Majesty the King." Aaron said with a smile, "If you must send troops, I can't stop you, but I will take all the white gems in Irubane... and run away."
Hearing this, the corner of Thranduil's mouth twitched violently, and the others also looked at Aaron dumbfounded.
Good guy, it's not a threat, it's better than a threat.
Thranduil went to war because he wanted to take back the national treasure of the woodland elves. If there was no white gem in the Lonely Mountain, it would be meaningless for him to capture that city.
"That's a good idea." Thranduil suppressed the anger in his heart, and said flatly: "If this is the case, I really can't help it, but you can't take away your dwarf friends, let alone a dwarf kingdom.
I am patient enough to take Irubor and wait for you to come back to negotiate. "
"But it's not good for either of us, is it?" Aaron spread his hands, "That's why I want to solve the problem in a gentle way.
King Thranduil, you are more sensible than me, and you should be able to understand what is the right decision. "
Thranduil frowned slightly, and looked deeply at Aaron, "How long do you need?"
Aaron didn't answer immediately, but looked at Gandalf, "How long will it take for the orc army to come?"
Gandalf blinked, and immediately understood Aaron's plan.
Thranduil could not believe it now, but he had to believe the facts, as long as the elves and dwarves didn't fight before the orcs came.
"Well... when I was rescued, Asog's army of half-orcs had already set off from Dol Guldur, but Asog was definitely not the only one coming. Since Sauron decided to attack, he would not just make a fuss , he will muster all the troops he can muster, and we..."
Aaron interrupted him impatiently, "Don't tell me what's there or what's not, I don't understand.
You directly said when will the enemy arrive at the latest? "
"Two days."
"Okay." Aaron held out three fingers to Thranduil, "I need three days."
"you......"
"Listen to what I have to say first." Aaron said softly, "The white gem will be presented with both hands within three days, and it is guaranteed in the name of Gaius."
"Hmph!" Thranduil snorted coldly, "I hope you will do what you say."
"Naturally." Aaron nodded, and continued to add: "There is one thing I want to tell you in advance, the army from the Iron Hills will arrive in Irubor soon."
"What?" Gandalf was startled. "Dan's Iron Feet will come too?"
Thranduil couldn't calm down either. He had full confidence in his elven troops, but he didn't want to cause fearless deaths or injuries. The lives of dwarves were not as valuable as elves.
"This is good news." Aaron said helplessly, "If the orcs really come to attack, we will have a powerful ally."
"What kind of good news is this?"
Thranduil still didn't believe that there would be orcs attacking the Lonely Mountain. If it wasn't for fear that Aaron would break the jar and run away with their national treasure, he would have sent troops immediately.
"Your Majesty, I don't have to tell you this news, but I choose to tell you anyway.
First, to show my sincerity, I told you Sorin's cards.
I only need three days, I hope you will not betray my trust.
The second is to let you have a psychological preparation, so that you will not be confused and fight with the dwarf army when the time comes. "
Thranduil raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Aaron meaningfully, "I always thought that Sorin was the soul in your team, but now it seems that your existence is no less meaningful than him.
Aaron Gaius, right?Young, capable, and courageous.
I appreciate you very much. In fact, you don't need to worry about the dwarves at all. You can choose to form an alliance with the elves. The woodland elves will never treat their allies badly. "
After finally escaping from the flames of the evil dragon, although he has nothing, he can get a lot of wealth from Iruber anyway, and rebuilding a happy and beautiful homeland is not a problem.
But now you tell me that the half-orcs are out in force, and a catastrophe is about to befall them. Isn't this a mentality?
"You don't know much about wizards yet." Thranduil said indifferently, "They are like thunder in the cold winter, rolling over from a long distance, with a bang, but you never see rain."
"Not this time." Gandalf blew his beard and stared. "The army of orcs has been dispatched. They have been battle-tested and are natural killers. Our enemies have used all their strength."
"Why are they sending troops now?" Thranduil asked contemptuously.
"Because circumstances forced it, because Thorin Oakenshield set out with his men to recover the lost homeland."
"More than that." Aaron said in a deep voice, "Smaug also said when Bilbo and I were looking for the Arkon gem that as long as the necromancers don't move Irubor's treasure, it will not prevent them from entering the solitary Mountain.
This is an alternative alliance. The half-orcs don't have to worry about the dragons hurting them, and they can occupy Irubor unimpeded. "
"This is the only good news, at least the Lonely Mountain is not in the hands of our enemies now." Gandalf was slightly relieved, and continued, "Assog's master tried to control the Lonely Mountain not just for wealth, but because of its Location.
It is a strategic location and the only way to restore the old country of Angmar in the north. If that evil country makes a comeback, Rivendell, Lorien, Shire and even Gondor will all be destroyed. "
"Shire?" Bilbo's eyes widened in astonishment, and he asked anxiously, "Gandalf, you mean Shire? Are you sure you're not joking?"
"Unfortunately, Bilbo." Gandalf shook his head. "If the half-orcs cannot be prevented from occupying the Lonely Mountain, your hometown Shire will not be spared, and the peaceful halflings may be slaughtered."
Bilbo: …
"Those orc armies you speak of, Mithranda." Thranduil looked at Gandalf. "Where are they?"
Hearing this, Gandalf turned blue with anger, and trembled a little.
He's said so much, yet Thranduil still doesn't believe him.
"Since when did my mediation lose its meaning?" Gandalf smiled self-deprecatingly, "What do you suspect of me?"
"I suspect you want to save your dwarven friends, and I appreciate your devotion to them, but that doesn't change my plans.
You started this matter, please don't mind me ending it. "
"King Thranduil." Bilbo looked at him anxiously, and said incoherently: "It is absolutely true. It was said by Smaug himself. Sauron's vanguard will set off soon, and the Lonely Mountain is theirs." first stop.
The two of us came here on purpose, in addition to fulfilling Thorin's promise, to prevent this war.
Whether elves, dwarves or humans, we now have a common enemy, the orcs. "
Thranduil was silent for a moment, poured himself a glass of wine, and sat down on his seat calmly.
"You're the halfling who stole the key to the dungeon right under the nose of my guards!"
"Yes." Bilbo admitted sheepishly.
"That's right." Thranduil said, "You gave up the chance to escape alone and rescued this young wizard and a group of dwarves.
Your loyalty to Thorin is no less than that of Mithranda, maybe it is because you want to save your dwarf friend that you cooperate with Mithranda in weaving this lie. "
"that......"
Just as Aaron was about to speak, Thranduil put his gaze on him, "I don't trust you either, just like I don't trust the two of them."
"...King Thranduil." Aaron took a deep breath, "Please allow me to say, some things are better believed than not believed.
You don't have to trust us, but what if? "
"I don't believe it's even possible." Thranduil sneered, then walked outside the tent, "Are the archers ready?"
"All right, Your Highness," said an elf.
"Pass my order, as long as there are people active on that mountain, they will be killed."
"Wait." Aaron said helplessly, "You want white gems, don't you?"
"What do you want to say?" Thranduil asked meaningfully.
"I can help you convince Thorin, but I need some time." Aaron said in a deep voice.
"Why should I trust you?"
"Because I come here alone to negotiate with you, and I will give one-fifteenth of my share to the people of Changhu."
"Not enough." Thranduil shook his head lightly, "That's a deal between you and humans, but it has nothing to do with elves."
"Sometimes I really don't understand why I have to worry about you. No matter how chaotic the world is, I have nothing to do with it." Aaron shook his head with a wry smile, and then used Mirage.
When he reappeared, he was already behind Thranduil, but Thranduil reacted quickly and didn't turn around, but the long sword in his hand was already pressed against Aaron's abdomen.
"Very good magic, I've never seen it before." Thranduil said in admiration, until now he looked at this young wizard squarely.
"Thank you for the compliment. It's called apparation, and it's a possible teleportation magic." Aaron said lightly, "I only learned it by luck last year."
Gandalf's face twitched slightly, and he looked at Aaron with envy and longing.
He is too greedy for this magic, if he can teleport, he won't have to ride a horse every time he goes far.
"What is this? A demonstration or a threat?"
"Neither." Aaron slowly retreated back to the spot, "I never thought that my little magic could threaten an elf king, just to show you my ability."
"Ahem!" Gandalf coughed, "Gaius, who taught you this... apparition?"
"His ancestors," said Bilbo speechlessly.
Aaron raised his eyebrows, then gave a thumbs up, "Those who know me, so do the hobbits."
"Don't be funny, okay?
Whenever you don't want to answer a question, you will pull your ancestors out to take the blame. Is it interesting? "
"Interesting." Aaron said directly.
Gandalf also shut his mouth tactfully, he could see that Aaron didn't want to talk about his magic.
"Your Majesty the King." Aaron said with a smile, "If you must send troops, I can't stop you, but I will take all the white gems in Irubane... and run away."
Hearing this, the corner of Thranduil's mouth twitched violently, and the others also looked at Aaron dumbfounded.
Good guy, it's not a threat, it's better than a threat.
Thranduil went to war because he wanted to take back the national treasure of the woodland elves. If there was no white gem in the Lonely Mountain, it would be meaningless for him to capture that city.
"That's a good idea." Thranduil suppressed the anger in his heart, and said flatly: "If this is the case, I really can't help it, but you can't take away your dwarf friends, let alone a dwarf kingdom.
I am patient enough to take Irubor and wait for you to come back to negotiate. "
"But it's not good for either of us, is it?" Aaron spread his hands, "That's why I want to solve the problem in a gentle way.
King Thranduil, you are more sensible than me, and you should be able to understand what is the right decision. "
Thranduil frowned slightly, and looked deeply at Aaron, "How long do you need?"
Aaron didn't answer immediately, but looked at Gandalf, "How long will it take for the orc army to come?"
Gandalf blinked, and immediately understood Aaron's plan.
Thranduil could not believe it now, but he had to believe the facts, as long as the elves and dwarves didn't fight before the orcs came.
"Well... when I was rescued, Asog's army of half-orcs had already set off from Dol Guldur, but Asog was definitely not the only one coming. Since Sauron decided to attack, he would not just make a fuss , he will muster all the troops he can muster, and we..."
Aaron interrupted him impatiently, "Don't tell me what's there or what's not, I don't understand.
You directly said when will the enemy arrive at the latest? "
"Two days."
"Okay." Aaron held out three fingers to Thranduil, "I need three days."
"you......"
"Listen to what I have to say first." Aaron said softly, "The white gem will be presented with both hands within three days, and it is guaranteed in the name of Gaius."
"Hmph!" Thranduil snorted coldly, "I hope you will do what you say."
"Naturally." Aaron nodded, and continued to add: "There is one thing I want to tell you in advance, the army from the Iron Hills will arrive in Irubor soon."
"What?" Gandalf was startled. "Dan's Iron Feet will come too?"
Thranduil couldn't calm down either. He had full confidence in his elven troops, but he didn't want to cause fearless deaths or injuries. The lives of dwarves were not as valuable as elves.
"This is good news." Aaron said helplessly, "If the orcs really come to attack, we will have a powerful ally."
"What kind of good news is this?"
Thranduil still didn't believe that there would be orcs attacking the Lonely Mountain. If it wasn't for fear that Aaron would break the jar and run away with their national treasure, he would have sent troops immediately.
"Your Majesty, I don't have to tell you this news, but I choose to tell you anyway.
First, to show my sincerity, I told you Sorin's cards.
I only need three days, I hope you will not betray my trust.
The second is to let you have a psychological preparation, so that you will not be confused and fight with the dwarf army when the time comes. "
Thranduil raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Aaron meaningfully, "I always thought that Sorin was the soul in your team, but now it seems that your existence is no less meaningful than him.
Aaron Gaius, right?Young, capable, and courageous.
I appreciate you very much. In fact, you don't need to worry about the dwarves at all. You can choose to form an alliance with the elves. The woodland elves will never treat their allies badly. "
