The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Ah, this, I said, I'm not a thief, uh, we can...get to know each other, this is the first step in meeting friends, right? Baggins, Baggins Bilbo."

Chapter 701 Prisoners

Poor Bilbo felt terrible.

He no longer knows how many times he has started to miss his home, a warm home called Bag Bottom in the Hobbit residence of the Shire, leaning against the warm fireplace, watching the light of the oil lamp, and enjoying dinner. Hou Meimei took a puff of cigarette. Instead of being caught in the wind and sun like here now, and being caught as a thief. What a hapless, terrifying and tired adventure.

But this is adventure.

First the wizard Gandalf, and then a brainy dwarf, taking an adventure, returning to the lost dwarf homeland and rejuvenating the kingdom. One-fourteenth of the treasure reward. All in all, all kinds of impossible things suddenly appeared in front of Bilbo, like a stupid joke. More stupidly, Bilbo accepted it.

I walked with a group of dwarves in the wild for more than ten months, just to return to the dwarven kingdom destroyed by the dragon Smaug, return to the Smaug Wasteland, and find a way to regain the king of the dwarf kingdom from the dragon’s hands. The heirloom of the Turin family of dwarves-the heart of the mountain. A brilliant gem that surpasses countless jewels and is difficult to measure value with gold coins. When you find this gem, you can order the dwarves scattered all over the country to respect those with the heart of the mountain as the new king of dwarves.

They went through untold hardships along the way, and this group of ambitious or attracted by the one-fourteenth reward finally reached the dark dense forest not far from the lonely mountain. But now, their ambitions are locked with themselves in the prison of the woodland elf king.

"Zelin, isn't it? My pronunciation is correct." Bilbo stretched out his hand, and Zelin also stretched out his hand, holding the Hobbit's palm, and shaking it, "I saw you come here today, and you will leave here tomorrow. You still have a carriage. You can help us."

"The Hobbit, all right, Mr. Bilbo." Zelin crossed his chest and glanced at the door, then retracted his gaze and looked down at the other person. I mean, you can be invisible and hide in the shadows, no one can find you. You can wait until the next morning, when the elf king takes his men to the forest to ride a horse and hunt, or to deal with affairs. Take the opportunity to escape. Or wait for a while and sneak out when the patrol changes shifts. And...you are not a dwarf."

"Ah, yes, I can escape. But I want to help other people." Bilbo pulled his shirt, it can be seen that he had a lot of trouble along the way, and his shirt was stained with dirt. "We We were not trapped here because of crime. We just passed through the forest and killed some spiders. Then the elves appeared, searched, and put us in here as thieves. Is this a sin? Kill those spiders? Or use elves. The blade?"

"What do you say about the last one?" Zelin raised his eyebrows. "It looks like these elves hate dwarves. I don't think dwarves like elves? Why do you hold elves?"

"This is another adventure." Bilbo roughly told Zelin about their experience. With the help of a wizard, they killed three ogres, so the dwarves found many ancient ones in the ogres’ caves. Elf weapon. As for the process Zelin didn't care too much, he cared about the wizard that Bilbo mentioned in the story.

Gandalf.

"Where is your wizard now?" After the Hobbit finished speaking, Zelin suddenly asked, "Is he not with you? Or do elves hate wizards as much as they hate dwarves?"

"He separated from us before entering the jungle." Bilbo raised his eyes to look at the demon hunter. "We are innocent and shouldn't be imprisoned here. You have a carriage, which is the safest and most effective way for us to leave. Method. You can help us, and Thorin is the leader of the dwarves. In the past, the descendants of the Lone Mountain Dwarf King, Thorin Oakshield will pay you, and he can give you a lot of money."

Zelin took a deep breath.

"The treasure in your mouth refers to the wealth of the entire dwarven kingdom guarded by evil dragons in the legend? The treasure that can cover the entire Smaug Wasteland and let the river flow with gold in the legend?"

"Yes, everyone knows the treasure." Bilbo nodded.

"But don't forget the evil dragon." Zelin spreads out his hands. "It destroyed a powerful dwarf fortress and a prosperous human city. Now it still regards the entire lone mountain as its own lair, with gold and silver in it. There are only fourteen of you, how can you defeat the dragon?"

If it wasn't for the evil dragon, Zelin had indeed thought about taking an adventure to see the legendary Lonely Mountain treasure. It doesn't need to be as much as the legend, only one percent of the legend, he will be able to solve many things after returning to his own world. To deal with the elders of Mahakam, to face the ever-changing war situation and the subsequent counterattack of the church. All kinds of troubles, the power of the demon hunters is not strong enough, the most important thing is that they need money.

"This is our business, the old prophecy says..."

"Yes, prophecies, ancient prophecies." Zelin nodded. "Almost all of them are forgotten, only in the minds of old people. I don't think the power of prophecy can defeat an evil dragon. But you have a way, um. It’s okay, you don’t want to say that I won’t ask more. Work harder, Bilbo, you will soon persuade me to help you at the risk of being hated by the elf."

"When you help us escape and see Thorin..." Before Bilbo finished speaking, he heard the door of the room knocked, and then Zelin heard the question of the elf outside.

"I heard you talking to other people, humans, can you open the door?"

"Uh, I think..." Zelin turned to look at the door, and then looked back at where Bilbo was standing. But just by turning his head, the Hobbit disappeared. "Of course no problem, please come in. I'm just a tenant. This is your house."

Open the door, it's the female elf that I met in the elf patrol this afternoon.

"Guard Captain Tauriel." The elf nodded and looked over the shoulder of the demon hunter and looked into the room. "Are you talking to yourself?"

"I just think of some people, some people I miss." Zelin stepped aside, allowing Tao Ruier to see the situation completely, indicating that he didn't hide anything, "subconsciously talking to himself."

"That's good." The captain of the guard regained his gaze. "Manager Galian has something to do with the goods you brought. He is in the warehouse below. If you don't want to sleep anymore, just go there."

"No problem, thanks a lot."

Chapter 702: Shadows in the Forest

If Bilbo can represent those Hobbits, then the Hobbit race is indeed brave, resourceful, trustworthy and not so bad. In other words, very smart, but not scheming. In order to gain Zelin's trust, I have to tell all my own history and plans. This is very effective, but it is also very dangerous. After all, Zelin could take his plan to tell the Elf King, or grab him and send it to the Elf King. Compared with the ethereal treasures promised by Bilbo, the rewards of the Elf King appear more real and reliable.

Fortunately, Bilbo met Zelin.

Even if the demon hunter wouldn't help him, he wouldn't tell the elf king what he said. But listening to Bilbo's words like this, Zelin's interest in the dragon treasure in the mountains was once again aroused.

Under the leadership of Taurier, Zelin walked through a spiral staircase along the stream that passed through the mountain range, and finally came to the bottom of the mountain range. When walking through the tunnel, the demon hunter noticed that the elves here seemed to be busy preparing something. The stream flows from here and joins the dense forest river not far from the woodland kingdom. Below is the warehouse. Oak barrels filled with wine are stacked in the warehouse in a triangular shape.

When Zelin walked down the spiral staircase, he happened to see a red-clothed Chief Gary Ann with his back facing the stairs, holding a book of suspected bills in his hand, recording something. On the side, an elf was pulling the rocker, letting the empty wooden barrel fall through the trap door into the stream below. The river water will eventually flow to Long Lake with empty buckets.

"Manager, I brought the people." Tao Ruier said to Director Garrian.

The manager turned around and nodded to the captain of the elf guard. "Thank you, captain, I will invite you to drink when you come back from the patrol next time."

"Wait for the next time." Tao Ruier turned and walked out of the barn.

"What's the matter, Mr. General Manager?" Zelin looked at the oak barrels in front of the General Manager. These oak barrels should be the batch he had sent.

"There is a problem with this wine, human." The manager compared the records in his hand and raised his eyes. "This is not the mellow wine we want, but the inferior wine of mankind. This is different from what we said before. Delivery time I’m late, and now it’s the problem of goods. I have to be responsible for the king’s warehouse, so I want to ask, are humans not going to continue trading wine with the woodland kingdom?"

"Please, manager, you shouldn't come to ask me." Zelin spread his hands. "I'm just a freight clerk. I'm just responsible for safely transporting the goods that the mayor handed over to me. You can send a trustworthy elf to the town. Go up and ask the mayor in person. As for what the mayor thinks, how can I know?"

Unsurprisingly, the mayor never thought that Zelin could deliver the goods, he just wanted a reason. If Zelin died on the road because of the shipment, naturally no one would care what kind of wine was in the barrel. Zelin can be sure that the mayor will cry more sadly than anyone else, and cry to the elves in tears. In order to deliver goods to the woodland kingdom and let the elves drink fine wine, Long Lake Town has lost one of the best Townspeople.

In this way, he can obtain some valuable chips and advantages in the next transaction with the wizard. Let the wizard give some compensation and price concessions.

Smart businessman.

If it weren't for Zelin, other people who delivered to the Woodland Kingdom would definitely die on the way because of a spider attack. It's a pity that he met Zelin, not other ordinary people.

"Your mayor told us in the past that the person who came here to deliver the goods is also his representative, and any problems can be solved by the shipper." The director looked at Zelin suspiciously. This suspicion is normal. Many people arrive at this time. There will always be thoughts of shirking responsibility. "The king is about to hold a banquet. How can we bring such inferior wine to the king's banquet table? These inferior products should not appear in this warehouse. They are a waste of space."

"That's the past." Zelin shook his head. "There used to be no spiders in the forest and there was no danger. But now, it seems that I was the only one willing to accept this job in Changhu Town. I hope you can understand that this was a good job in the past. The Changhui sent the people he trusts most, but now, he just wants to find someone who won't be frightened to the ground by spiders."

"Hmm..." The manager looked at him and turned a page of records. "In any case, the money sent to Long Lake Town will be reduced this time, and the wine goods this time will not be counted in the transaction volume. These are filled with wine. The wooden barrels can’t flow down the river. It’s going to dawn in a while. You can drive the carriage to bring the goods back. Remember to tell your mayor that the Woodland Kingdom doesn’t need such inferior goods."

"I must bring it." Zelin nodded.

Regardless of whether the manager asked him to send a letter to the mayor, the demon hunter must go back and talk to the mayor.

"If there are no other questions, I will go back to rest."

"Please."

The sky is almost bright, and the dawn sun shines through the morning mist in the valley and spreads on the gate of the woodland kingdom embedded in the rocks. The morning light shone on the dew that gathered on the tip of the leaf, reflecting a colorful light.

But under the sun, there are still many shadows. Not far from the gate, ugly and evil creatures hid among the rocks not far away, peeping at the gate guarded by elves. They have different appearances, each with a human figure, but mixed with the roughness and madness of beasts. The pale skin, rugged fangs, and the barbaric appearance that seemed to be fabricated at random, perfectly showed what an evil creature is.

This group of creatures didn't come close to the gate of the elves, but hid and peered not far away. In their filthy brown eyes, the only thing they have is bloodthirsty. At the front, a leader probed the elf guard with his eyes and waved to the beasts behind.

"Those dwarves are inside. There are guards here. It is a human carriage, leaving a group of people to guard here." He turned around, and the language he spoke can make any human feel disgusted and nauseated, and the elegance of the elves language It sounds quite the opposite. "There are not many guards in another place. Others follow me. Remember, find the dwarves and kill them. Anyone who gets in the way will kill them!"

Hearing his orders, a large group of beasts began to move. Many of them stayed at the door and continued to wait for the door to open, while the remaining beasts followed their leader to the stream gate guarded by the elves below, which was connected to the barn of the elves.

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