Chapter 367: Gandalf is a bit irritable
Shocking statement.
Leave this world?
The commander of the River Valley, who was listening in, was a little stuck and couldn't react for a moment.
Is this what I understand as leaving this world? For humans, the so-called "leaving this world" is basically equivalent to another way of saying "dying".
It's just a little more elegant and respectable than directly saying someone is dead.
"What does this mean?"
Thranduil raised his eyebrows.
Sometimes, not to mention humans or other races, even the elves themselves would be confused by the meaningful riddles of their own kind.
However, there was someone more confused and anxious than Thranduil. The commander of the valley could no longer sit still and without caring about anything else, he came over and asked.
But there is no answer, and there will never be any definite answer.
“This is beyond my capabilities.”
Lady Galadriel acknowledged her lack of strength.
Thranduil reminded the commander: "Don't speculate about what we can't see. What's more important now is what's in front of us."
"I trust my allies. Don't you trust your leaders?"
The commander nodded, temporarily suppressing his turmoil, and responded: "I will cooperate with this operation."
Another regional war has begun.
But that’s not all.
In a manor somewhere in Dorwinian, an ordinary winery owner noticed the turmoil in the Dongyi next door, and covered his head with his hands, feeling a headache.
"It's only been a few years, why are they sending troops again?"
So he mounted his horse, put on a cloak to hide his identity, and once again followed the Wine Road that had been renovated by the craftsmen of the Free Cities, heading west in his own name without any entourage.
The frequency of accidents has been quite frequent recently. Even though the last time was actually decades ago, that is not a long time for elves.
But there have been huge changes over the years.
In the past, no one would dare to travel this road alone without a guard or if they were not confident in their own abilities.
As for recently, some brave human merchants even travel this route without guards.
This is really...
…
“This is a real headache.”
Somewhere in the wild highlands west of the Misty Mountains, Gandalf lit his pipe and smoked as he thought.
There were ping-pong sounds behind. Boromir was teaching Pippin and Merry swordsmanship, but these two guys were obviously not very honest. They used a little trick to trip Boromir to the ground and gave him an unexpected surprise.
"For Ciel's sake, defeat him!"
Two hobbits pounced on Boromir and pinned him down. Boromir struggled for a while but was unable to get up.
"Hahahaha, you two guys..."
Soon, the thoughtful commander of Gondor was also led astray by the Hobbits. He laughed and played with the two men, not caring at all about their sneak attacks and his own fall.
Aragorn looked at the people fighting, especially Boromir, and laughed.
Boromir is actually not that difficult to get along with. Although he holds a high position, he is not arrogant at all. He is essentially a kind and gentle person with a very easy-going temperament.
It’s just that the pressure on my shoulders is too great, too great…
This pressure is his most fatal weakness.
As he sighed, Aragorn stood up.
At present, the atmosphere within the team is quite harmonious and everything is fine.
Except for Gandalf, his expression became a little serious in recent days. No one knew whether he knew something or had a premonition of something.
Well...it's better not to disturb him while he's thinking.
"Okay, you two, that's about it."
Aragorn walked over to the two hobbits and tried to pull them up so they would stop fighting.
As a result, he was accidentally tripped and fell to the ground, and then two naughty hobbits changed their target and "subdued" him as well.
"oh!"
Aragorn fell to the ground with a groan. He lay on the ground and smiled, feeling helpless.
"We can't go south."
Gandalf put an end to the fight with just one word.
"The Dunlendings don't know who they will pledge allegiance to, and Saruman's army is nowhere to be found. This is ultimately a huge hidden danger."
Gimliti suggested, "Why don't we take the Sky Road to the north?"
"That's a good choice, Gimli. If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that there is such an obvious shortcut in the north that is known to the whole world. This reminder is very timely."
Gandalf nodded and responded in a sarcastic tone, with a meaningful look in his eyes, talking to Gimli but not paying attention to him, which made the dwarf confused.
"How did I offend him?"
He muttered.
But Gandalf unexpectedly stood up and continued, "Yes, we can try."
"It's time to go, everyone, north."
"If we're lucky, we can stay under the protection of the Free City all the way and see the unique beautiful scenery on both sides of the road."
"What if it's not good?" Pippin asked, obviously someone who knew how to grasp the key points.
"If it's not good, I'll throw you off the road so you know what your bad mouth will bring."
Pippin was silent for a moment.
"He doesn't seem to be in a good mood."
Pippin and Merry complained quietly after being scolded.
"Who says it's not true? But isn't that what wizards are like? They have strange temperaments and are unpredictable."
"Just bear with it. Maybe he didn't sleep well last night. He'll be fine after taking a nap and resting."
“That makes sense.”
Pippin nodded seriously and hurried after Gandalf, paying no attention to the little incident.
The group headed north like this, walking up the high sky road, looking at the scenery along the way with wide eyes as they headed towards the other side of the mountains.
"I've never climbed so high before!"
"Me too!"
Several hobbits leaned on the railings of the road and looked down. They felt relaxed and happy. They would never forget the overlooking scenery along the way.
Clank, clank…
As you walk, you can occasionally see iron golems patrolling along a fixed track on the roadside, which is even more novel.
Once on the road, even Gandalf's mood relaxed a little, and he even had time to chat with everyone about science.
"It is a pleasure to walk on this road. Since it was built, I have walked on it no less than a hundred times. Most of the time, walking on it is leisurely and relaxing..."
"Oh, we're here, look ahead."
When they reached the Misty Mountains, Gandalf pointed forward with his staff, and everyone looked over there.
I saw countless warm yellow lights lit up in that deep and wide tunnel, and some people were walking and communicating in it.
"This is one of the most important transportation hubs on the Sky Road, the Midway Town. It used to be a goblin cave. Later, Levi led his men to completely wipe out the goblins, and then excavated and modified the terrain to make it flat and suitable for construction."
"Later, Bantu Town was established. Every year, a large number of merchants and travelers passed by here, so it became very lively and prosperous, and many people chose to settle down here."
“It’s amazing.”
Frodo looked up at this huge town built in the mountains, which was so huge that he was almost dazzled.
"That's because you haven't been to the country of dwarves, Mr. Baggins."
Gimli curled his lips and said, "Whether it is Erebor or the halls that the Grey Mountains have just recovered, they are much larger than this place. The Underworld - that's what outsiders call our place of residence."
"I have heard of it."
Frodo nodded and said, "Bilbo told me about the Lonely Mountain, the great kingdom of the dwarves, Erebor..."
Gimli was quite pleased to hear this. He nodded and said, "Your uncle Bilbo is a man of vision. I know that he was awarded the title of 'Friend of the Dwarves' a long time ago. The elders in my family often mention him - the brave Hobbit."
"but…"
Gimli paused, then said, "Even Erebor can only represent a part of the glory of the Dwarves."
Frodo asked curiously, "Is there any Dwarf building larger than Erebor?"
"have."
Gimli spoke slowly a name: "Moria."
(End of this chapter)
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