A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Thorin and the dwarves were worried that the elves would be greedy for their Aken gems, and Thranduil believed that the dwarves would be devoured by the treasures there and become more and more greedy after entering Erebor.

The two sides refused to give in to each other in this regard, and argued endlessly.

In the end it was Seymour who came forward and settled on him and Bilbo.

As soon as this remark came out, the dwarves and elves reluctantly agreed.

This is indeed the best solution at present. Although Bilbo is united with the dwarves, he is a courageous and kind-hearted hobbit, and he is far more worthy of the trust of the elves than other dwarves.

Seymour is currently the only elf in the woodland kingdom who is not a woodland elf.

The most important thing is that he is still the swordsmanship disciple of His Excellency Lin Yi.

With this alone, the dwarves have a little more confidence in this plan.

So things were settled.

As for what happened after Sorin and the others obtained the Aken gem and regained the lonely mountain Erebor, everyone tacitly did not mention it.

But in Seymour's view, a war between dwarves and elves may be inevitable.

A day later, on a road in the north of Mirkwood.

Bilbo Baggins stood in front of a group of dwarves with his pack on his back, saying goodbye to them.

These dwarves were wearing shackles on their feet, followed by some vigilant silver armor elf warriors, sharp arrows pointing at their backs silently.

But even so, these dwarves still showed no fear on their faces.

Thorin held Bilbo's hand tightly, and looked at Bilbo with moving eyes without saying a word.

The old dwarf Bahrain and a few older dwarves on the side were also chattering non-stop, reminding them of the precautions they should take when traveling alone, as if looking at the juniors who are about to travel.

At this time, a burst of loud and rhythmic footsteps came.

Bilbo and the dwarves turned their heads one after another, and suddenly saw an entire elf army composed of golden armored warriors.

The one in the lead was wearing a silver armor and a silver crown, with a handsome face, riding a tall white horned deer under him, his pale hair cascading down like a waterfall, shining with a strange luster in the sun.

Seymour, dressed in white, followed behind on a white horse, his eyes sweeping over these well-groomed elf warriors.

The woodland elves are the best stars, so the armor of the warriors is bright gold.

But the most dazzling thing in the night sky is not the starlight, but the holy silver light sprinkled by the moon, so the armors of the royal court guards and Elf King Thranduil are all shining silver.

After realizing this, Seymour couldn't help complaining in his heart. The astronomical knowledge of this group of illiterate elves is really rotten, and they actually think that the moon can rule the stars...

Suddenly, the big horned deer in the front stopped.

Seymour drove the white horse forward and came to the front of the elf king Thranduil.

"If something happens to you in the Lonely Mountain, the elf army of the Woodland Kingdom will come out in full force. Even if there is no one left in the battle, they will definitely kill Smaug to avenge you!"

Thranduil looked deeply at Seymour in front of him.

"I'm counting on you, Seymour."

"I understand, Your Majesty Thranduil!"

Seymour said solemnly.

After getting along for so many days, Seymour has already roughly understood Thranduil's character. Since Thranduil has already said so, then he will definitely do it.

If something really happened to him, Thranduil would really send troops to the Lonely Mountain to fight for himself until every soldier dies.

With the worrisome number of elves in the Woodland Kingdom and the appallingly low birth rate, Seymour really couldn't bear to let these elves who could have lived forever lose their lives for himself.

'So let's forget it, as long as a teacher comes to save me! '

Seymour thought so, and at the same time felt grateful that he did not use the summoning skill rashly.

Legolas leaped out on his white horse and came to Seymour.

"I will take a team of elf warriors to escort you to Changhu Town at the foot of the Lonely Mountain, which is the territory of humans, but the woodland elves can be considered to have some face there, but once you leave Longhu Town, the rest of the road will have to rely on You go by yourself."

After speaking, Legolas paused, and approached Seymour in a low voice.

"If nothing can be done, you should quickly withdraw from the lonely mountain. It doesn't matter if you can't get the necklace or something, as long as you are still alive..."

Seymour's heart warmed when he heard this, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, I'm not such a stubborn person."

"That's good."

Legolas smiled reassuringly.

Soon, Bilbo had already said goodbye, and he rode on a fawn that had been prepared a long time ago, and under the watchful eyes of the dwarves and elves, he and Seymour headed towards Long Lake Town.

Chapter 399 I will give you ten times!

"Stand by the gray rock when the thrush hammers, and the setting sun will shine on the keyhole by the end of Durin's day."

Seymour sat on horseback, frowning at the map in his hand.

This is a map taken from Sorin, with the topography of the lonely mountain and a few lines of obscure language attached to it. Fortunately, Sorin and his party found someone to decipher these words before they came to the dark jungle, and then Attached below is the translation, which is the sentence that Seymour read out just now.

"It should refer to the last ray of sunlight before the sun sets." Bilbo pinched the key in his pocket, and said in a somewhat uncertain tone.

"I think so too." Seymour nodded and stuffed the map back into his arms, "Hurry up, we need to feel the lonely mountain before the sun goes down."

Legolas on the side nodded, turned his head and gestured a few quick marching gestures towards the army behind him.

The group of people immediately speeded up, riding horses or big-horned deer on the road in the forest.

Soon, the narrow path turned into a broad avenue, and the scene in front of him suddenly opened up like a cloud.

Finally out of the Mirkwood!

Seymour sighed in his heart, and stopped outside Mirkwood with Legolas.

Looking around, one can see the ever-flowing dense forest river rushing out of the dark dense forest, passing through a gentle slope and merging into a long and narrow lake shaped like a rhombus.

On the edge of Long Lake, a small town full of vitality is located there.

The people living here are the surviving humans from the original River Valley Town. They bravely lived here despite the danger of being attacked by evil dragons.

As for further afield...

Seymour and his party raised their heads one after another, looking at a lonely mountain standing abruptly on the plain ahead.

"That's our final destination!"

"It looks like it's not far away." Bilbo breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's still far away!" Legolas glanced at him slantingly, "As the saying goes, look at the mountain and run to death, don't look at this lonely mountain that has appeared in your field of vision, if you want to run from here It will take at least two or three days to get there."

"Ah?" Bilbo was dumbfounded. "Then we can't arrive before evening?"

"of course."

"But Seymour didn't say--"

"I said before the sun went down, but I didn't say what day it was."

"..."

Bilbo rolled his eyes, and fell silent for a moment.

Everyone rode horses or deer, and galloped all the way to the gate of Changhu Town.

The guards in the town had become more and more lazy due to the long period of false peace. It was still broad daylight, and all the guards were hiding in the house warming up and drinking, not noticing the attack of an elf army at all.

It was not until the figures of Seymour and Legolas appeared in the window that they took up arms in awe and inexplicable horror.

"Don't panic, we are the Royal Guard from Mirkwood." Legolas said calmly.

The guards in the room looked at each other. The leader straightened his hat, slowly approached with a spear, and cautiously approached the window, looking behind Legolas.

嘶

It turned out to be an entire elf army with neat military appearance!

And it's still silver armor, it's really a royal guard!

The guards quickly put down their weapons and ran out of the house to open the gate for Legolas and the others, pulling away the roadblock so that Seymour, Legolas and the others could enter smoothly.

Seymour was a little surprised, and Legolas on the side whispered.

"Humans here have maintained a friendly trade relationship with Mirkwood since the time of River Valley Town. After Lonely Mountain was occupied by the evil dragon Smaug, the food trade can only rely on us. To a certain extent, Long Lake Town It has become a vassal of Mirkwood, but we don't need it..."

"No wonder they dare not offend you." Seymour nodded suddenly.

Legolas nodded to the fawning human guards around him, and without even explaining, he rode his horse into the only avenue in Long Lake Town.

The dense sound of horseshoes sounded, and curious humans opened the windows or went out to wait and see. When they saw a group of mighty and handsome elf masters, they all immediately became interested, and hid aside to point and talk.

Seymour heard someone talking about him in a low voice, and immediately twitched the corners of his mouth, approaching Legolas and whispered.

"Why do these human beings look so leisurely? The evil dragon is no more than two days away to the north of them. They can still laugh out loud, and they are willing to continue living here..."

"That's because the dragon hasn't come out of the city under the mountain for hundreds of years, so that the young people in the town don't believe that there is a dragon in the mountain, and even laugh at those old guys who claim to have seen a dragon when they were young."

"Why?" Seymour asked with a hint of astonishment on his face.

Bilbo also looked puzzled, and looked at Legolas with curiosity and curiosity.

"Because there are too many treasures in Erebor!"

Legolas sighed long, his sea-blue eyes were full of fear and stared at the lonely mountain in the distance.

"The huge amount of treasure was stained with the curse called greed. They not only devoured the mind of Thror I, the king of the mountain, but also became the invisible shackles of the dragon Smaug. Watching there at night, even sleeping on a high mountain of gold and precious stones, how could it be possible to take a step away from them?"

"..."

Seymour and Bilbo looked at each other with horror.

Legolas looked at the two of them silently, and said in a low tone: "I sincerely hope that you will not follow in the footsteps of the King of the Mountain and the dragon Smaug..."

"Don't worry, gold and treasure mean nothing to me."

Seymour shook his head without hesitation, his eyes were clear and sincere, without any impurities.

Legolas smiled: "That's true, after all, you are that Your Excellency's disciple."

Bilbo on the side said quickly, "I won't either."

Legolas glanced at him. "You better not."

"It doesn't matter." Seymour smiled, looked at Bilbo and said kindly, "Even if your mind is really swallowed by the treasure, I will tie you back!"

Bilbo: "..."

Then I can really thank you!

During the discussion, everyone came to a noisy pier.

Looking at the boats coming and going on the lake, Seymour couldn't help being a little surprised.

"I didn't expect the fishery in Changhu Town to be quite prosperous."

"River Valley Town was more prosperous back then." Legolas shook his head and said, "They can trade with the elves of the Mirkwood to the west, trade ore with the rich country under the mountain to the north, and they can also trade along the Kyle River to the south. The Duin River goes all the way to the human country in the south."

"At that time, there were countless ships floating on the water, either loaded with gold or heavily armed soldiers, but now? How many heroic or inspirational deeds have sunk to the bottom of the lake, only When the dry season comes and the lake recedes, you can see traces of the dilapidated old town from the bottom of the lake.”

"exactly."

A slightly vicissitudes of voice came from the front, and the elves turned their heads one after another, and found a black-haired male human leaning on the wooden post of the pier ahead, looking at themselves and the others calmly with dark eyes.

"So you're going to rent a boat?"

"Of course." Legolas glanced at him lightly, "But our goal is a bit unusual, so we need a courageous guide."

"Then you have found the right person!"

A smile appeared on the dark-haired man's face.

Seymour got off his horse, walked up to the black-haired man, looked him up and down, shook his head and said, "I guess, you don't even know our destination yet."

"I don't need to know..." The black-haired man shook his head, "As long as you can pay enough rewards, I'm willing to venture into Dol Guldur or the Lonely Mountain Erebor."

"What a coincidence!"

Seymour patted the black-haired man on the shoulder with a smile, and the elves behind him also smiled.