legend begins with lord of the rings

At the market, after the mayor and his group left, Bard was still a little surprised that the escort let everyone go so easily.

"What do you think?" Abel asked as he walked up to Bud.

"I don't know." Bud still didn't break out of his usual way of thinking.

"Power..." Abel looked at the surrounding townspeople and gave Bard a hint.

After selling the remaining goods for a while, Abel said he could close the stall. He did not expect this batch of goods to make money for himself.

The previous merchandise sales and confrontations with the escorts were all to increase his popularity in Changhu Town.

In just a short period of time, Abel's popularity in the system has increased by more than 10,000 points. Now Abel's popularity has reached more than 300,000, and the day when he can upgrade his archery skills to level 6 is not far away.

After packing up the remaining goods, Bud led the delivery team towards his home.

Along the way, Abel saw that there were still many areas that had not been cleaned up from the damage caused by Smaug's attack on Lake Town decades ago.

When the team turned a corner, a little boy ran to Bud and whispered: "Dad, have you messed with the guards? Our house is under surveillance."

"Don't worry, Bayin...everything will be fine." Bud hugged his son, then touched his head and asked: "Are everyone else in the family okay? Those people didn't take any drastic action.

Bar?"

"That's not true. My sister and I are both safe." Bayin said: "Those people thought they were smart and disguised themselves as homeless people. We recognized them right away."

Hearing what his son said, Bud thought of the dozen or so members of the escort team who had been eliminated by everyone before. They should be the same group.

"It's good that everything is fine." Bud breathed a sigh of relief and said to his son: "Don't worry about them, those people will be recruited by Fred soon."

Everyone continued to move forward and came to a simple two-story building.

This is Bud's home, a small house standing by the river.

The delivery team put all the goods on the second floor. They came over to thank Abel before leaving.

These laborers selected by Bard earned more in this afternoon than they had earned in the previous month.

In their minds, Abel was a completely good man.

After watching a group of people leave, Thorin came to the window. Looking out, he could see a dozen homeless people surrounding the house, monitoring the Bard family. Their disguises were very poor and they could be identified at a glance.

"Should we go down and get rid of those tails?" Thorin asked Abel beside him.

"No, if Fred is wise, they should be evacuated soon." Abel replied.

"I hope so~" Thorin's face darkened and he said no more.

At this time, two little girls ran out from the attic, one was a teenager and the other was only five or six years old.

"Dad~ Where have you been? I'm worried to death..."

The little girl Tilda, who was only five or six years old, threw herself directly into Bud's arms and said nervously: "There are a lot of bad people outside."

"Don't be afraid Tilda, it will be fine..." Bud comforted his little daughter.

Then he said to Sigurd, his eldest daughter, who was standing at the door and looking at the dwarves warily: "They are our guests. You first take your brother to the kitchen to prepare dinner."

Sigurd was very sensible and saw that her father still had something to talk with this group of people. So she took her brother and sister Tilda and walked to the kitchen.

"This is the money you get from selling the goods, you can count..." Bud walked to Abel and took out a large bag of copper coins.

In fact, he still hasn't figured out what the real purpose of Abel and these dwarves is. This makes him feel a little uneasy.

"Your children are very cute. Let me consider this money as a greeting gift for them from my uncle." Abel did not go to take the money bag.

"This is too valuable, they can't take it..." Bud insisted.

The bag of coins in his hand is enough for their family of three for a year.

Coupled with the handful of gold coins that Bard earned from guiding Abel and his group, Bard's savings are now enough for their family to join the ranks of the rich in Changhu Town.

However, the more generous Abel behaves now, the more uneasy Bard feels.

"Just keep it if I tell you to." Thorin interrupted Bader impatiently.

Seeing Abel spending money lavishly recently, Thorin also felt that the bag of copper coins was not important.

Moreover, Thorin is very confident now, and the dwarves will soon reach the Lonely Mountain, where there are piles of gold coins waiting for them to inherit.

Therefore, Thorin no longer attaches so much importance to coins. He said to Bard: "We are leaving here tonight and need a batch of weapons. The money will be used as we buy weapons."

"Weapons... just wait, I'll get them right away." Bard heard Thorin's words, put away his money bag and walked out.

Bard was relieved to know that the dwarf would leave tonight. Although he was very grateful to Abel, who made him a lot of money today. But in his opinion, the way Abel and his people did things would sooner or later cause trouble.

Get into big trouble.

Bud didn't want to take his children and take risks with Abel's group.

"Thorin, come and see what that is?" Balin stood by the window and called to Thorin.

"Wind crossbow, that's the dwarf wind crossbow... I didn't expect it to be preserved." Thorin came to the window and looked in the direction of Balin's finger.

On an abandoned high platform, a black double-string crossbow is very conspicuous.

"If Girion could have shot the dragon with it, then there wouldn't be so many things happening now." Thorin recalled that day, when Smaug was breathing fire on the Lonely Mountain and said: "Just like the guard said

,Jillian is not a hero..."

"Thorin, stop talking." Balin saw Bard walking in with a bag and reminded Thorin in a low voice.

"Am I wrong? It's all Gillian's fault. He caused all this... Lonely Mountain was destroyed, and even his home, River Valley Town, was destroyed... He is a loser." Thorin has been depressed for a long time.

The annoyance in my heart completely erupted the moment I saw Feng Nu.

"Boom~"

Hearing the dwarf commenting on his grandfather, Bard threw the weapon he just got on the ground. He suppressed his anger and said: "You were not there at the time, you are not qualified to comment on my grandfather."

"There is a legend among the dwarves about King Girion of the River Valley State. That's what it says." Thorin turned around and looked directly at Bard behind him.

Just as the atmosphere was getting tense, Bard's youngest son Bayin ran in. He had heard Thorin's conversation at the door.

"If the dwarf really understands the situation at that time, then you should know that Jirian did not fail that year... He shot the evil dragon, just under the reverse scale on its left arm. It only takes one more arrow to kill the evil dragon.

Kill." Bayin said stubbornly.

"So what? Now Smaug is still alive and well. And occupying the Lonely Mountain." Thorin suddenly roared at Bain.

"You are not welcome here. Please leave after dinner." Bard couldn't stand the dwarf's bad temper anymore. He protected his son behind him and issued an expulsion order to Thorin.

"I don't want to stay in this poor place any longer. Let's leave as soon as we get the weapons." Thorin said.

As the expedition team got closer and closer to the Lonely Mountain, Thorin's temper seemed to become more and more irritable.