legend begins with lord of the rings

Thorin fondled the key for a while, his eyes a little moist, and waited for a while before looking at the wizard again.

"Gather all the candles here." Seeing that Thorin calmed down, Gandalf spread out the map: "Did you see it? This is the Lonely Mountain."

"Yes, Quilin saw the signs.

The omen says: It's time to end the beast's rule..." Ouyin told the information he knew.

"What does the beast mean?" Bilbo, who is naturally curious, asked.

"The beast is Smaug..."

"It breathes fire."

"It has razor-like teeth and hook-like claws..."

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The dwarves talked about Smaug in their eyes.

"But we don't have to worry, we have wizards.

Gandalf can kill dragons, he can kill hundreds of dragons..." Fili encouraged everyone.

In the land of Middle-earth Gandalf is truly a legend.

"Really? Can you kill hundreds of heads?" Kili looked at the wizard and wanted to know the answer to this question.

"Cough...cough..."

The wizard was choked by this question. If the power was not sealed, he could indeed defeat Smaug. Now, it would be a bit difficult.

He didn't want to dampen the dwarves' enthusiasm, so it was really hard to answer this question.

Abel was sitting at the end of the table at this time. He and Hei Li took out the food and ate while watching the excitement.

"Great, we can defeat the dragon..."

"You can return to your homeland."

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As expected, the dwarves' confidence greatly increased and they cheered one after another.

"That's enough~"

Thorin slammed the table and the dwarves fell silent. He continued: "We can see signs, and so can others."

Speaking of this, Thorin also looked at Abel in particular. Because Abel had said before that if the dwarf did not agree with him joining the team, he would start the journey to the Lonely Mountain by himself.

"There are already rumors going around,

Many people are staring at Gushan.

You know, Smaug hasn't appeared in 60 years.

They weighed the pros and cons and took a chance: maybe the evil dragon had left. The huge wealth of our people on the lonely mountain was unguarded.

Do we want to watch others take away our things?" Thorin mentioned various difficulties that the dwarves may encounter, and then his style changed: "So, we must take advantage of this opportunity to regain the Lonely Mountain!!

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After doing this for a long time, Thorin was doing "pre-war mobilization" to encourage the dwarves.

The effect was very good, and the dwarves became excited again, cheering loudly in agreement with Thorin.

"You forgot, the front door of Gushan is sealed, and we still can't enter the mountain." Balin reminded the dwarves calmly.

"You are not entirely right, Balin." Gandalf let everyone's eyes focus on the map in front of him again.

That sheepskin map looks ordinary, but it is marked with such unclear symbols that most people cannot understand at all.

"The key in Thorin's hand can open the passage to the bottom of the Lonely Mountain, but we need to find the entrance." Gandalf continued: "The information about the entrance is on this map. I can't read it, but

I know someone who can help us."

In fact, Gandalf plans to ask the learned Elf King Elrond to interpret this map. He knows the relationship between the dwarves and the elves, so it is not convenient to tell Thorin now.

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"Mr. Bilbo, if you don't mind, you can come and eat some with us." Abel smiled and asked the hobbit who was listening to the discussion with his ears pricked up.

All the food in Bilbo's house had been divided up by the dwarves, and now only Thorin had some left. But it was only enough for one person.

Before, Bilbo had always felt that he was far away from everyone and still at home, which was a very bad feeling. Hearing Abel's call made him very happy.

"Thank you, you are a good man." Bilbo walked briskly to the two of Abel.

Compared to the rudeness of the dwarves, Bilbo had the best impression of Abel. On the one hand, it was because of his appearance, and on the other hand, because in his opinion, Abel was the most "gentleman" of the group.

Being able to enjoy a delicious dinner again, Bilbo was so moved that he almost cried.

You must know that he had prepared delicious salt-fried sea fish for himself, but as soon as it was ready, it was snatched away by the intruding dwarves.

The dwarves may not know the importance of dinner to a hobbit, and Bilbo, who is kind-hearted and cowardly, does not dare to resist, so he can only suffer the consequences.

"Why would Mr. Abel join such an adventure?" Bilbo suddenly asked at the dinner table, and then explained: "I didn't mean that, I meant that you look different from them."

"Of course it's different. The dwarves are here to regain their homeland this time, and they are driven by a sense of mission. And I am an adventurer, and I am participating in this journey just out of interest." Abel packaged himself and said.

In fact, what reasons are needed for adventure? It is nothing more than fame and fortune. The dwarf pursues profit (comfortable home), and Abel pursues fame.

"I can't understand it. I feel that adventure represents uncertainty and trouble. It would make me suffocated and disgusting." Bilbo shook his head quickly, his face full of resistance.

"Bilbo, there is only one life for a person. Life is very important to everyone. This only life should be spent wonderfully. Only when you are old can you not be ashamed of being inactive and not wasted.

Age and regret." Abel said seriously, staring into Bilbo's brown eyes.

Bilbo possesses kind and beautiful qualities. He is the only human being in the entire "Lord of the Rings" who can voluntarily give up the Ring.

He loves life at heart and is also a person full of adventurous spirit.

Abel said those words to him just to make him firmer in his heart. This would save him a lot of difficulties and confusion in the rest of his journey.

Someone once said: A person's strength depends on his heart.

"I don't know, my mind and body tell me that he doesn't want to take part in the adventure." Bilbo was still wavering in his heart.

He avoided looking directly into Abel's eyes, feeling filled with guilt.

"It doesn't have to be like this. We should respect every decision and follow your heart. You still have a lot of time to think about it." Abel smiled, not caring that the other party did not accept his kindness.

On the other side of the table, Gandalf was leaning on a chair and smoking his pipe, looking towards Abel and the other three.

As for the dwarves, they had finished their dinner long ago. After the Lonely Mountain adventure route was determined, they left the table.

"Gandalf, we still have a lot of food here, do you want some?" Abel continued to call the wizard, because the wizard didn't have dinner either.

The wizard walked over with a smile, picked up a glass of fruit wine and drank it in one gulp.

"The dwarves are such a casual and optimistic race. Please don't blame them for soiling your dining table and carpet. If you understand them, you will like them." Gandalf explained to the dwarves, hoping that

Bilbo's prejudice against dwarves should not be so deep.

Bilbo curled his lips, obviously not accepting the wizard's explanation.

This time the wizard's main target was Bilbo. Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, he decided to increase his persuasion efforts.

"The little Bilbo I know would not be angry because the dining table and carpet are dirty. When did your dining table and carpet become so important?

I remember when you were a child, you would play in the wild every day and you would turn into a clay doll when you came back.

At that time, you were looking for the traces of elves every day, hoping to see them...

Bilbo, I want to tell you a truth: the world is not in your books and picture albums, it is outside the window." Gandalf saw the hobbit's resistance to adventure and did some ideological work for him.

"No, I'm just Baggins of Bag End now. I'm not interested in adventure." Bilbo put down his knife and fork, unable to eat anymore.

"You are also a member of the Tuke family. I remember the ancestor of the Tuke family, the bison. Tuke, he could ride a horse and fight."

Gandalf told Bilbo the story of his great-great-grandfather: "In the Battle of the Green Fields, he fought with great bravery against the goblin army. He swung the club in his hand and hit the enemy on the head. He knocked the head of the Golf Chief away.

After going a few hundred yards, he fell into a rabbit hole in the distance. This is the origin of golf balls.

Thanks to your ancestors, the current Shire is here.

You have the same blood, you know."

"I know, and I also know that you are making it up..." Of course Bilbo knew the glorious deeds of his ancestors. Although most of them were correct, what the wizard said was too exaggerated.

"Wonderful stories need to be modified." Gandalf said with a smile: "You will also have your own story in the future, why should you refuse?"

"Can you guarantee my safe return?" Bilbo asked his biggest concern.

"No, I can't." Gandalf sighed: "But if you can... come back, you will be as great as your ancestors."

"No, I can't go.

I'm sorry Mr. Gandalf." Bilbo still refused.

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