Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1124 1106. Explosive Gem

When Lan En entered the treasure hall, he was initially shocked by the mountains of gold and silver here, and then there was no fluctuation.

If we simply talk about the amount of gold, Lan En once saw a small meteor composed of pure gold in outer space in [Memory Diving].

 The volume of the meteor is almost three thousand cubic kilometers.

 So unless it can be converted into purchasing power, Lan En's senses are not really shocked by the huge amount of gold.

 The smell of the dragon is even stronger here, and this is where most of the complaints and fatigue of the other dwarves during this period came from.

 Let anyone search for something day and night in a cold pile of metal that is full of odor. Even if it is gold, it will only have energy in the first few days.

But only Thorin wanted to stay here the most.

 No one is coming in now, only Thorin himself, wearing the bloated and gorgeous robe he dug out from his grandfather's relics, is rummaging through the mountains of gold coins looking for gems.

“Is this the majesty of the so-called ‘king under the mountain’?”

 Lan En also stepped on the gold coins and walked towards him, talking as he walked.

There was an obvious yin and yang in his tone.

 “It seems that what you have gained after a year of hard work is completely unseemly.”

 “Don’t say anything about ‘respect’ to me!” Thorin knelt on the pile of gold, digging down with such persistence that he was lost in thought. "I want to find the Arken Stone and give orders to all the dwarves. Then all of you who covet my gold will be thieves!"

The gold coins dug up by Thorin flowed down like quicksand on a dune.

“Gold, gold, gold, you are still talking about gold! Is this thing really that important? More important than your life?”

Lan En lifted his leg from the gold coins flowing down, making a splashing sound.

“Of course, we will use our lives to defend the gold in the Lonely Mountain! No one, elves or humans, can take it away!”

"If it's just humans and elves, of course it's easy to say." Lan En's expression was calm, but what he said made Thorin stunned as he dug downwards.

"I can imagine what you did, Thorin. Your mood is abnormal now, but you are not stupid yet, and you also understand that facing the elven army and human refugees, fourteen people cannot stop them."

“You must have made some arrangements so that you are still thinking about digging for gold and gems here, right?”

“Then what arrangements will you make?”

The witcher said with a bit of fun.

Thorin's movement of digging for gold was only for a moment, and then he started to move more explosively, as if to cover up his guilty conscience.

Lann looked at Thorin who was hiding his guilty conscience, as if he were looking at a scheming little carrot head.

"That's very understandable, Thorin." The witcher shook his head, "You are very understanding."

"Although I don't know much about the terrain and situation here, I can outline the general shape from your words."

"To the east of the Lonely Mountain is the Iron Hills, which is the territory of your cousins. In the past, the evil dragon came fiercely, and they did not dare to help them in order to protect themselves. But things are different now. The evil dragon is dead, and their The strength also increased during this period.”

“You have been stalling for time. I think your letter asking for help and the notification of the successful restoration of the country have been sent to Iron Hills?”

 Situation, information, and the relationship between various characters and regions. Every time Lan arrives in a new world, Mentos will immediately start building a database.

 This is not a wild shot.

The biochemical intelligence brain records all kinds of information and relationships he comes into contact with, and finally connects and confirms each other. as data support.

 After coming to this world, what he came into contact with the most was the news about Gushan.

Thorin is not stupid, and he has no chance of guarding the Lonely Mountain in front of the elves and townspeople with his own strength. The rest of the reasoning is simply a matter of course for Lan En.

After all, at this juncture and in this area, Thorin actually had very few choices.

 Now that Lan mentioned this in front of Thorin, he just wanted to use his reaction to confirm it.

But there is no doubt that Lann's words left Thorin completely at a loss.

 And this was just the beginning of Lan En's conversation with him.

 Conversation strategy, the order of information disclosure, and emotional control. For people who are really good at negotiation, these things have actually been planned before they start speaking.

“Your plan is right, and it is even quite feasible. This is something worthy of praise.”

At this time, Thorin's hands were inserted into the pile of gold, and the digging movement was stopped in shock because of Lan En's words. His whole body froze, his eyes looking down at the golden coins stupidly.

"But the problem is." Lan En's tone suddenly changed, with cold cruelty.

“Facing elves and humans who don’t really want to start a war, or simply want to solve the problem peacefully, of course you can delay it. It takes time.”

“But what if the ones who really want to kill, fight, and steal gold are not elves and humans?”

Thorin on the Gold Mountain seemed to be stimulated by this cold tone, and his whole body twitched, and the pile of gold coins made a clattering sound.

 Lan En continued as if he hadn’t seen it.

“You should still remember the news I brought you on the day you set off from Changhu Town to Gushan, right? Or is this gold already stuffed in your head?”

"I told you at the time: Gold is important, but it is not the most important. The most important thing is this strategic location. With the Lonely Mountain, the orcs can connect to the old land of Angmar Kingdom in the northwest, and the dark forces in the entire north will gain access to it. Opportunities for tandem.”

“Now that the evil dragon is dead, do you think who is most eager for this mountain besides the humans and elves who came nearby?”

 “Beast, beastman?”

Thorin murmured in horror, his voice sounding like the last soft breath of a dying man in the empty hall.

“Then the orcs, those natural murderers, executioners, and sadists, could they spend time with you here while you wait for reinforcements?”

“Be prepared to talk to you properly, and you can prevaricate. Then I’m curious, what do you do to deal with someone who only wants your life?”

 At this time, Thorin was completely helpless. If it was him before, he would never be like this now. But now he is not the brave, resourceful and decisive dwarf warrior and leader.

 But a Thorin Oakenshield with eyes full of gold.

 The more he cared about gold and the lonely mountain, the more afraid he felt and the less courage he once had.

“It’s a bad situation, Thorin. But it’s not too late to do anything.”

Just when the King Under the Mountain was lying on his golden mountain in panic, the demon hunter made a much calmer voice at the right time.

“Give the gold to the humans in Riverdale. They have nowhere to go. After getting the gold, they will no longer be your enemies, but they will still be the enemies of the orcs.”

"The same goes for the elves. They only want their national treasure, the relics of King Thranduil's deceased wife. Their country is not far from the Lonely Mountain, and they have no position to watch the orcs occupy it."

"Thorin." Lan En said sincerely, "As long as you pay the gold you promised, you will find that you are actually comrades everywhere now, not enemies!"

The king under the mountain gasped for air and glanced at his golden mountains and silver seas with painful and confused eyes.

Lan En's series of information bombardments made his already messy mood even more chaotic.

 Under the Golden Mountain, the sound of trampling gold coins sounded, and the demon hunter was walking towards the outside of the hall.

 Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.

Lan En, who was walking out, seemed to have stopped inadvertently, turned his head slightly and asked backwards.

"You have always regarded me as a wizard, right Thorin? Then you should also know that wizards can do magic."

"What?"

Thorin, who was suffering from a headache and dizziness, turned his head to the witcher in confusion, but the dwarf's pupils instantly dilated!

 “Arken Gem!”

A gemstone with a hazy and brilliant halo was being thrown up and down in the palm of the witcher's hand.

 There is no intention of cherishing or caring at all.

Thorin simply rolled and crawled towards Lan En at the foot of the Golden Mountain.

This movement made a lot of noise, because it was the same as Bilbo's original movement, and a large piece of gold coins slid down, making a continuous sound of gold coins hitting.

 The dwarves who had been waiting outside looked at each other and were all ready to go in to see what was going on.

Bahrain, who arrived early, stopped them.

"Let them talk. No matter what, it should be better than now. Wizards have wizards' methods, let's not go in and cause trouble."

Although he was worried, the severity of the current situation and the old dwarf's prestige successfully stopped others.

 “How did you get it! Give it back to me!”

Thorin finally slid all the way down and said loudly.

“The wizard’s little trick makes it easy to find things.” Lan En said perfunctorily. "As for returning it to you? I remember that this thing belongs to the people of Gushan, right?"

“It is the King’s Stone and belongs to the King! Am I not the King?”

“Hard to say.”

Facing Thorin's crazy persistence, Lan muttered indifferently.

"And I remember that you have given me half of the proceeds from this adventure. I think this gem is good. What? The king under the mountain wants to break his promise again?"

 “Anything you want is fine! Anything else is fine! Only this!”

Thorin looked at the gem flying up and down in Lan En's hand and said loudly.

 The witcher had a cold expression on this statement.

“Another promise. It seems that the King under the Mountain is the best at making worthless promises. Anyway, nothing can be redeemed in the end, right?”

"alright."

 Looking at Thorin's current infatuated and chaotic state, Lan really felt angry and disgusted.

 Because a few days ago, this man was still a friend of his. At that time, he was resolute and courageous, and could fight to the end even in the face of an evil dragon.

 But now he has become like this.

The witcher's beastly eyes flashed.

 It is precisely because he has seen the old Thorin that he wants to change this guy back!

 The **** [Dragon Disease] turned a dwarf hero and leader into a useless person!

"There is no negotiation, Thorin. You also know that no one in this mountain can stop me."

"The Arken Stone is in my hand, unobstructed. I am not coveting this dwarf treasure."

“As long as you fulfill your promise, this gem will not stay in my hand for one more minute.”

"The time limit is today's sunset. You have to transport the gold and distribute it to the people of Riverdale City. I will only give you this time, if it exceeds."

Lann stretched out both hands in front of Thorin.

One of the hands holds an Arken gem, and the other hand an ordinary white gem.

 “Bang!”

The flames exploded, startling Thorin who was looking at the Arken Stone infatuatedly.

 The ordinary gemstone placed on Lan En's left hand quickly lost its luster in the flames, and cracked and changed color visibly to the naked eye.