Chapter 1167 (1/2)
The dwarfs blinked and stared at him.
It took a long time for someone to say, ”Oh! Man, your tone doesn't sound confident! Please, give me more confidence! ”
”To kill Smaug, we need a man's help.” Anyang looks at them.
”Who? Don't you say you can kill him? ”
”That's a human being.”
”Oh, can't you just say his name?”
”We'll meet him on the way.” Anyang said lightly, ”let's continue your discussion. Anyway, no matter if there is any way to deal with smauge, you will still go! No one can stop you. In this case, why let so many things annoy you? ”
”Well?” Philip looked at Anyang in amazement, then nodded his head in a hurry. ”Of course, of course, no one can stop us. In any case, we will recover irubel!”
”Maybe he has a way to kill simage...” Someone whispered.
”Maybe, but at least he's right. Smaug can't let us retreat because of fear. No matter how many, guys, have you decided to fight?”
”I'm ready at all times!”
Then the dwarves are in a mess again. You and I will talk about their views on this journey.
Anyang stood aside without a word of interruption.
Even He wasn't listening much.
Even if the dwarf Prince Sorin saw the key at a glance, a few words made the people silent and dignified, and easily mobilized the emotions of all people, making the dwarves impassioned and eager to join the battlefield immediately. Even the hobbits nearby seemed to be a little infected, but Anyang and Gandalf were still quietly watching.
Anyang in particular.
The revival of the dwarf has nothing to do with him, and he knows everything. In his eyes, the scene in front of him is more similar to an alternative replay of a certain picture. He cares more about his feelings at this time than this exciting talk.
At the same time, he also knows that, in his current position, he is far from qualified to participate in the meeting of the dwarfs, and he can't give directions to their decisions. All he can do is listen quietly.
Before long, Gandalf took out the key to the lonely mountain and gave it to the descendants of SOLIN and Turin.
”If there is a key, there will be a door.” One of SOLIN's nephews, Qili, said.
”Yes, these Ravens record a secret passage to the ground floor hall.” Gandalf said.
”So there's another way to get in?”
”Yes, if we can find it.” Gandalf took back his pipe pointing to the string of words on the map, and said helplessly, ”but the dwarf's gate is invisible when it is closed. The way to open it is on this map. I can't find it, but...”
He drags a long tone, then turns his head to Anyang.
Anyang is leaning against the wall at this time, because the hole at the bottom of hobbit's bag is too short, his head is directly on the ceiling, and he is looking at the string of chandeliers - almost parallel to his vision.
The dwarfs were guided to see Anyang.
”Yes! I remember! ” Qili smiled first. ”He said just now that he can understand what is on the map, otherwise we will ask for help from the Elven King...”
”Elrond is not king, fool!” Philip next to me despises Tao.
”Now is not the time to say that!”
”Well, listen to you.”
Philip and all dwarfs looked to Anyang.
”The moon is like Nevin.” In front of their eyes, Anyang said, ”it is more secretive than runiwen. To understand it, you have to rely on the moon of the same shape and season as they were written down that day.”
”Can you read them?” Asked SOLIN.
”Yes.” Anyang pretended to pick up the map, looked at it carefully, and said, ”these words were written on the eve of a Midsummer Festival nearly 200 years ago, when it was a new moon, so It's not the time. ”
”Not at the right time?” Sorin frowned, and the other dwarfs cried out regretfully.
”Yes.” Anyang said.
”Then wait until Next month! ”
”What's the date today?”
”24.”
”It's only a few days. We'll see a new moon soon.” Anyang sipped his mouth and then reached for a sign, ”you go on, go on.”
The dwarfs were silent and silent.
Gandalf took a deep breath and said, ”the task I envisioned requires great concealment and courage, but if we are smart and cautious enough, I believe we can succeed!”
Said, he looked at Baggins: ”so, we need a thief! A good thief! ”
I think I am a good thief, a professional thiefSOLIN turned around, his voice full of questions: ”are you sure you are?”
All of a sudden, the dwarfs were full of ridicule for him, three points more than when they just ridiculed Anyang, at least Anyang was a wizard, and the young Bilbo Baggins was nothing.
Finally, dewarin said bluntly: ”we are going through mountains, valleys, forests and wastelands, and the wild is not suitable for moderate people who can neither fight nor defend themselves. I'm afraid Mr. Baggins is not suitable for us.”