Favorability system of color control

The night was uneventful.

However, Gandalf and Eranloth emphasized in private that they need to be more vigilant, and it is unrealistic to rely on dwarves for this kind of thing.

"...I don't think they will have trouble with us in this kind of weather." Elan Rose looked up at the cloudy sky, "I suggest stopping for a while to pack up, and then we may have to go in the rain."

Thorin took one look at him, and agreed to his proposal: "Tie up your hair and tuck it in. Fili, Kili, go check and salute. Balin, how many cloaks have we brought? Bofur, put away yours." pipe……"

Eranlos tied up his silver hair with a hair tie as promised—the hair tie that Amber gave him made him a little dazed, which caused Fili and Kili to come over and ask a few questions with concern—then put himself in a hair tie. The cloak wraps up.The elf was tall and slender, which allowed him to fit his weapons snugly inside his cloak.

The heavy rain slowed them down, and Dori complained, "Hey! Gandalf! Can't you think of a way, you who are flooded with gold?"

"It's raining, my lord dwarf. The only way to stop the rain is to let it stop by itself." Gandalf struggled to find his way in the rain, and Eranloth grabbed the reins: "Gandalf?" This road is not his The road settled with Thorin.

"I'm sure we're on the right track, don't worry, Elan." Gandalf said with a pun.

Thorin slowed down and waited for Eranloth to parallel himself: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No." Obviously Gandalf still wants Thorin to go to Rivendell, but compared to what Gandalf is currently doing, Eranloth wants Thorin to choose himself-even if Gandalf makes a better choice. choose.

This behavior made him think about himself and the system.

"You are in a bad mood." Sorin pointed out sharply, "You used to like rainy days very much."

Eranros reached out and pulled the cloak down to avoid Thorin's sight: "It's certainly different to be in the rain in your own house on a rainy day. But the summer rainstorm comes and stops quickly."

Thorin looked at him for a while, making sure that his friend didn't want to speak out, and kept silent with him for a while.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, they all prepared a lot of dry food.At least Eranlos brought Lambas, and after he sent a letter to King Thranduil to indicate that he was about to embark on an adventure, the caring elf prince prepared it and entrusted it to him.

So when Sorin chose to stay in an abandoned farmhouse for one night, the silver-haired elf had no objection, and offered that he didn't need to prepare dinner for himself, and he could go hunting if necessary.

In order to grab the stomach of the elf prince and the elf king, and meet the system's requirements for the favorability of these two people, he exchanged his points for barbecue skills with the system when he was still in the dense forest.

When he came back from shooting some rabbits, he saw the hobbits in the procession standing at the door and looking out. "Bilbo? Are you waiting for me to come back?"

"Well . . . I was waiting for Gandalf, actually," and Bilbo added at once, "because I know you'll be back."

"So you don't know if Gandalf will definitely come back, do you?" The elf handed the rabbit to Bofur, who was in charge of dinner tonight. "Come and tell me what happened? Didn't I go all right?"

"There seems to be some... disagreement between Thorin and Gandalf, yes, that's it." Bilbo looked behind the elf. "He's been away for a long time."

The biggest rift between Gandalf and Thorin is Rivendell.

No one knew this more clearly than Erenroth, so he was silent for a while, and led the hobbit to Bofur: "Bilbo, Gandalf will come back. You only need to be sure of that, will you?" I'll have a word with Thorin. Why don't you have your supper now, Bilbo, Bovor looks pretty good."

Thorin stood alone on the stone outside the house, and Elanos jumped on it: "Sorin."

"Gandalf advised me to continue on my way until we reached Rivendell." Thorin folded his arms, "I know you think so too."

"Because Rivendell is safe, and Gandalf and I are very familiar with Rivendell. And I think Lord Elrond can understand that map." Elan Roth pressed Thorin's shoulder, "I think All this Gandalf has told you, but he still has not persuaded you. Tell me, dear friend, what still worries you."

"Somefolk never forget, some kind never forgive." Thorin looked up at his friend with a cold expression.

So the silver-haired elf raised his eyebrows: "Wait a minute, I don't mean to offend, but—kind refers to my people?"

[Sub-task: quarrels are unavoidable between friends and Sorin's first quarrel. 】

"Elves who stood on the sidelines, of course, you are not like them. The day the dragon attacked Elber," Thorin looked away, "I will never forget the time I asked your King Thranduil for help, The back of him turning away!"

"And I will never forget how your grandfather trampled on King Thranduil's dignity and friendliness in the Lonely Mountain!" Eranlos was furious, "If it wasn't for your grandfather breaking the contract and not returning the white gem to us , we will never abandon the Allies!"

"It was Thranduil who refused to pay the reward!"

"Come on, Thorin, you want to settle old scores with me? Think about why my elf king came to the jungle! The white gem is the treasure of the Sindar elves. For the white gem, you dwarves even killed Dorias." King! Even without mentioning those historical grievances, your grandfather promised to give the white gem to King Thranduil!"

"This is not the reason for your refusal to send troops!"

"That's it! Even King Thranduil once told your grandfather that being too greedy would bring disaster, but your grandfather didn't follow his correct opinion!" Eranlos re-backed his bow and arrow, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have So long away from the dense forest."

"...So you regret helping me?"

"...I'm really fed up with dwarves today!" Eranros stared at his gray-blue eyes in disbelief, turned around and strode out of the camp.

"Hey! Elan? Where are you going?" Bilbo Baggins poked his head out, holding the supper he was going to give to Fili and Kili.

"Go where there are no dwarves!"

The hobbit had come to a better understanding of Thorin's obstinacy: one afternoon he had gone mad with two friends, one of whom he had even called life and death by himself before.

[The side mission is completed.Get Thorin Oakenshield's portrait x1. 】

[What do I want this for? 】

[Hmm...Favorite? 】

Eranlos shot an arrow at the tree trunk, and the force made the system shut up immediately.

When he returned, the entire camp was empty, but the fire was still alive.He turned around to make sure the dwarves had taken nothing but weapons.

That is to say, suddenly encountered the enemy and rushed to fight.

The elf followed the traces of the dwarves and found the dwarves who were in a stalemate with the three trolls.The hobbits, who were taken hostage to threaten the dwarves, first saw the elves hiding in the leaves.

Eranroth nodded to him, not sure if he needed to remind Thorin cryptically.

But Thorin had made up his mind before that, and he dropped the weapon on the ground in front of him.

Bilbo saw the silver-haired elf purse his lips into a most beautiful smile.

As they were bagged and thrown together, he couldn't help asking, "Are we being funny? Why is Elan laughing?"

"Elan? Where is he?" Thorin looked around. "He shouldn't have come back—" When Turin knew he had to throw down his weapon for the hobbit in the team, he was most grateful for Eranros not here.

He suddenly remembered the way his friend smiled and said softly, "When you need me, I will be there."

It doesn't matter whether it should be or not, it just depends on whether he needs it or not.

This realization made his blood boil a little.

Eranloth put his hands on the arrows to keep vigilant, while thinking about how to get rid of the three trolls.

The biggest weakness of the troll is the fear of sunlight, so if he hasn't figured out a way yet, at least he needs to stall for time.

Thankful that summer nights are not so long.

So the elf shot an arrow at the "grill" that temporarily served as a barbecue dwarf.

"Eating dwarves? This is really a terrible thing." The silver-haired elf leaned lazily and arrogantly on the tree trunk, covered in the dim moonlight, "I guess you are from Eden Moor, I don't know if these dwarves have How unsuitable for food."

"That's right!" said the wise hobbit. "They're infected! They have parasites! If it were me, I wouldn't choose them. It's too horrible!"

"Never tidy yourself up, look at the tangled hair and beard." His tone was full of disgust.

Bilbo agreed with him: "Throw them in the pot, and the sage won't cover their taste. You need a stronger seasoning."

The trolls, who had never had enough brains, quarreled, and Eranroth only cooperated with Bilbo to provoke them to continue just before the quarrel was about to stop.

They were right to stall for time.

"The dawn will destroy you all." Gandalf's voice came from the boulder that hid the dawn for the three trolls, and somehow he cut through the rock, and the trolls were caught by the dawn. Instantly turned to stone.

As Eranroth was taught: for trolls, they must go underground before dawn, or they will turn back into the raw material they were made of - the rock.

Both dwarves and hobbits breathed a sigh of relief.

Erenroth jumped down from the tree and freed the bag that trapped Thorin.

"...I will return the white gem to you." Sorin squeezed the elf's hand, "You are my best friend, I shouldn't have quarreled with you about this kind of thing before."

"I forgive you." Elan Rose smiled, "Please forgive me too."

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