[Comprehensive British and American] The world painting style is not right

As soon as the words fell, Smaug was sucked into the wand, and Carol felt a strong force, and she couldn't even hold the wand in her hand.

Carol could only try her best to stand firm, holding the wand firmly, watching Smaug gradually melt into a puff of smoke and enter the wand, accompanied by its angry screams.

This process was extremely difficult. Although the time only passed for a while, for Carol, it was so long that it seemed like a whole day.

【Congratulations on taming Smaug! 】

[You have successfully completed the task, now you are free to ask questions]

The system's voice sounded on time, and although Carol was ecstatic, she was worried about that problem again.What should I ask?Her mind went blank.

Carol suddenly realized that she now has a lot less doubts, and the world in front of her is clearly and brightly displayed in front of her.

It's all because of Sherlock, who can solve most of Carol's confusions.Even if it is a problem she thinks, Sherlock is willing to take her to find the truth.

For example, after this mission is over, Sherlock and Carol will go to the Wolf Clan together, and they may be able to help her figure out her life experience that she never knew.

To make their journey easier, Carol asked the system, "Where do the wolves live?"

[A place called Xinia in the southeast of Middle-earth]

Sherlock saw Carol talking to the air as if talking to herself. He didn't disturb her, but just stood aside and watched her quietly.

Carol nodded, turned her head to look at Sherlock, and said to him, "There is a place in Middle-earth called Xenia, have you heard of it?"

Sherlock shook his head slightly, "We'll discuss this after we go out."

Carol was about to reply to him, but found a huge gem in the gold pile not far away.If it was just an ordinary gem, Carol would not have noticed it.

The radiance of that gem is extremely dazzling, and it is even more dazzling in this dark and deep cave.Its light is pure white and clear like the moonlight at night, making it impossible to move your eyes away.

Sherlock noticed Carol's abnormality, he turned to follow her gaze, and was also stunned after seeing the strange and bright gemstone.

"This is the Arken gem." Carol's voice was very soft, perhaps because she didn't believe herself.She remembered that it was the gem that King Thorin of the Dwarves had sent Baggins the Hobbit to find.

The Aken gem is a symbol of the rights of the dwarves. As long as you get it, you can rule the dwarves all over the world.Of course, in the present world, it was Watson, not Baggins, who had come to steal the Arkan gem.

Sherlock also understood, he looked at Carol, "Do you want to help Watson get the Akon gem?"

"I..." Carol did have this idea, but Sherlock said before that if he directly helped Watson come to the Lonely Mountain, then Watson would lose the meaning of exploration.

Carol shook her head and said, "Sherlock, you are right. This is Watson's own mission, and I cannot do it for him."

"So you took my words as the truth." Sherlock raised the corners of his mouth, with a smile in his eyes, "Carol Ann, I'm very happy."

"What are you so happy about?" Carol leaned over to look at Sherlock, pretending not to understand what he was saying.

"Of course I'm happy..." Sherlock stopped at this point, and didn't continue until Carol showed an anxious look, "You are a very obedient student."

Carol was stunned, she narrowed her eyes, and asked in disbelief, "That's it?"

"It's also my only student." Sherlock suddenly turned around and walked out of the cave, before saying lightly, "It's time to go."

"So Sherlock, you didn't teach others." Carol grinned, she didn't know what she was happy about, just thinking that she was Sherlock's only student made her grin from ear to ear.

"Carol Ann, pay attention to controlling your emotions." Sherlock reminded, "Getting carried away will make you lose your judgment on the surrounding environment."

"I know, I know, the greatest teacher, Sherlock." Carol answered loudly and followed him out.

Just as she was about to leave the cave, Carol remembered something, ran back and grabbed a handful of gold coins and put them in her pocket.

Sherlock: ...

Sherlock was standing there waiting for Carol's explanation, she showed a shy smile, "I want to bring it to Amy in River Valley Town, thank her for taking good care of her before, this will allow her family to eat more good food. "

After Sherlock nodded in agreement, Carol ran to his side with confidence, "Long live the understanding!"

She hurriedly added, "It's all because teacher Sherlock teaches well!"

An inaudible laugh came from Sherlock's throat, and his low voice sounded above Carol's head, "Carol Ann, flattering your teacher won't make you learn better."

"Well! I will definitely study hard!" Carol bounced around Sherlock, but Sherlock didn't feel upset at all, but felt a little more fun.

Sherlock drew a circle in the air, and because he was not sure whether there was anyone outside, Sherlock stopped Carol who was in a hurry to go out.He poked his head out first and glanced around.

After Sherlock nodded, Carol obediently followed him and walked out.This time they arrived at a remote alley near Amy's house.

It was already evening, and there was no one in the alley, and everyone was probably rushing to have dinner.It turned out that they had been in the cave on the Lonely Mountain all day.

They left the alley slowly, and Carol saw a little boy approaching, who looked familiar.When he walked in front of them, Carol realized that it was Amy's youngest son.

"Hey!" Carol shook her hand in front of him, "Do you remember me?"

The little boy stopped in his tracks, stared blankly for a few seconds, his eyes lit up, "You are Mrs. Strange!"

Carol, who was called Mrs., was a little shy. She blushed, but luckily it was dark enough for Sherlock not to notice.She took out a few gold coins from her pocket and handed them to the little boy, "Thank you for your care."

The little boy waved his hands and wanted to refuse, but his eyes could not be separated from those gold coins. With these few gold coins, the family could live a good life for a long time.

"You take it home and tell mom that Mrs. Strange gave it to her, and she won't blame you." Carol saw his hesitation, and stretched out her hand again, "We're going on our way soon. .”

The little boy held the gold coin carefully, with joy in his eyes, "Thank you, Mrs. Strange! May good luck be with you forever!"

Carol knew that if they stayed any longer, Amy would run out and return the gold coins to them.She hurriedly dropped a "goodbye" and dragged Sherlock into the distance.

It wasn't until Carol ran a long way and stopped panting that she realized the temperature in her hands.Carol looked down, and she gasped in fright. Did she hold Sherlock's hand just now? !