People in the heavens are as rich as the enemies of the country

The elves were the first creatures to walk in Middle-earth. In fact, the history of the elves can almost be called the history of Middle-earth.

Especially after the First Era, almost all major events in Middle-earth were related to the elves. Now those glorious elven kingdoms have disappeared, and Rivendell is one of the few large elven territories.

It is hidden in a beautiful valley, shrouded in powerful magic, and has never been broken. It is a peaceful and peaceful place. In common language, it is called the Glen.

Since ancient times, whether they are elves, humans, dwarves, or hobbits, they have sought help from Rivendell and been able to get Elrond's advice. Here, whether it is a good future or a bad future, everything will be better. It cannot affect people's mood for the time being, just enjoy life to the fullest and listen to every conversation and song.

Therefore, when a group of people walked through the long and narrow passage of the valley and saw the beautiful city located on the mountainside and surrounded by mountains, even the dwarves who were not in harmony with the elves couldn't help but marvel.

This was a bit awkward, so Thorin coughed lightly and reminded the dwarves to pay attention to their expressions.

Elrond in front turned back, with a smile in his eyes, and said loudly: "Welcome to the Valley of Imladris, distinguished guests."

"I have ordered everyone to light the fire and fill up the wine to entertain the distinguished guests."

The thoughtful etiquette made it difficult for a stubborn Thorin to refute, so he could only pretend not to hear and walk with his head buried.

Elrond continued: "I noticed that in addition to the dwarves, there are also hobbits and humans in the team——"

"I am Bilbo Baggins." Mr. Baggins introduced himself eagerly: "I come from the Shire."

"A beautiful and peaceful place, you are welcome to come and stay in Rivendell." Elrond replied to Mr. Baggins and looked at Tangson again.

"This is a traveler." Gandalf introduced him first: "He was just passing by."

"." Tang Sen glanced at Gandalf.

How much do you not want the elf to have anything to do with me?

Naturally, he would not be as rude as the dwarves, and said with a smile: "I come from a distant place, and I have long heard about the beauty of the valley. It is indeed well-deserved."

"Welcome, traveler." The human in front of him looked particularly strange and mysterious, which made him really curious.

It was just Gandalf's unusual behavior that made Elrond temporarily suppress his curiosity.

The group soon entered the elf city of Rivendell, and their eyes were filled with the golden sunset light, colorful tassels, exquisite reliefs, and elves with different looks but all handsome.

Townsend didn't know how many times he heard Mr. Baggins exclaim in exclamation. Until he sat down in a semi-open banquet hall, his eyes still couldn't stay in one place for long.

The long table in the banquet hall has been filled with food and fine wine. There are elves playing instruments and singing ancient and melodious tunes under the sunset. Anyone who comes here will unconsciously become peaceful and quiet.

Of course, this obviously does not include dwarves. Dwarf banquets are never quiet. They will jump on the table and sing loudly while tapping their feet to the thumping rhythm. Whether the singing voice is beautiful or not is not within their scope of consideration. , happiness is enough.

Therefore, this pure land became noisy.

"Why are they all vegetables? Are these things for people to eat? I want to eat meat!"

"Bah, bah, bah! It has no taste at all!"

"What kind of wine is this? It feels tasteless than water!"

The dwarves complained loudly and made a mess on the table.

"Don't forget the curse on you." Tang Sen sat at another table with Gandalf, Elrond and Thorin. Seeing this, he couldn't help but remind you: "I told you, you will never be able to experience it again. Any joy that good food and wine brings, this is the price.”

"Damn it! I'm beginning to regret it!" Bombur, the fattest among the dwarves, couldn't bear to throw his knife and fork on the ground: "Isn't there anything in this elf city that can make people happy?"

"To be fair, I think the wine here is pretty good."

"Huh?" All the dwarves looked sideways and saw Kili and Fili feasting.

The two people's movements suddenly froze.

Kili showed an embarrassed smile, quickly changed the subject, and whispered: "I personally don't like female elves."

"So thin, with extremely high cheekbones, tender skin, and too little hair on her face."

Having said this, he paused and winked at the elf playing next to him: "However, this elf is not bad."

All the dwarves were successfully diverted. One dwarf looked at the elf carefully and frowned.

"This is not a female elf."

"."

The smile disappeared from Kili's face, no, actually, the smile wouldn't disappear, it would just transfer to the other dwarves' faces.

Listening to the roar of laughter beside him, Elrond raised his glass: "So many dwarves, plus hobbits and humans, what an unusual traveling companion, Mithrandir."

Gandalf smiled awkwardly: "Actually, there are only thirteen dwarves and one hobbit, and the others are hired by travelers."

"We set out from the Blue Mountains and prepared to cross the Misty Mountains to--"

"Hmph!" Thorin suddenly snorted, interrupting Gandalf: "I think we don't need to announce our destination."

"This is not difficult to guess, Thorin, son of Thrain." Elrond said leisurely: "The evil dragon Smaug has not appeared for sixty years. Many people are suspecting that maybe it has left the Lonely Mountain."

"Many people are even starting to get ready to covet the wealth of Gushan."

"Including you?" Thorin said coldly: "Elf."

Elrond smiled and simply said: "Rivendell does not need to participate in these things."

"I just want to remind you that the dragon will not give up his wealth easily. Even if it is not in Gushan now, it will definitely come back."

"Actually, it's in Gushan." Tang Sen suddenly interrupted and attracted everyone's attention.

"How do you know?" Thorin frowned.

"Travelers know everything." This sentence was not said by Tang Sen, but by Gandalf. He smiled helplessly: "Although I don't completely believe this, but maybe we should be prepared."

"If Smaug is really still entrenched in the Lonely Mountain, then our group is just going to die."

"We still have hobbits." Thorin said: "At least, we have to give some of the wealth that belongs to the dwarves."

Elrond said: "Hobbits do have a natural light-footedness and low presence, but I have to remind you."

"The dragon has a very good memory, especially for shiny things. Even if he just loses a gold coin, he will definitely find it and recover it at all costs."

"So, are you really ready to face Smaug's wrath?"

Thorin bit his cheek tightly and said nothing.

"I do have an idea."

Tang Sen said suddenly.

"I have an unknown premonition!" Gandalf covered his forehead: "Traveler, can't you be a polite guest and keep silent?"

Tang Sen glanced at Gandalf with a smile and ignored his complaints.

"It's actually not that troublesome."

He looked at Thorin and said seriously: "We just need to enter the Lonely Mountain, and then-"

"Just kill the dragon."