[The Hobbit] Dressed as a female dwarf

#A Wounded Mushroom#

"You know? I've been looking forward to this opportunity for a long time." Thorne smiled sinisterly, and took out a dagger from his chest, "Don't worry, I'm a very fair person, and I absolutely guarantee that the wounds will be the same size."

"If you do this, will Feili's injury heal immediately?" Silya looked at the dagger that was approaching and felt a little helpless. She seemed to feel the pain of the coldness across her skin.

"Of course not." Thorne said without stopping the movement of his hands, "However, if I do this, I will feel a lot better in my heart. I believe Philip will feel the same way."

"Hmph, Philip won't be like you" Perverted, Silya retorted dissatisfied.

"Shut up, or don't blame me for slipping my hand on your face." Thorne angrily threatened Silya's chin with the tip of the dagger.

The cold light of the dagger was right in front of her eyes, Silya had to admit that even if she pretended to be calm and brave, she was still scared at this moment.

"Hey, that's right." Thorne sneered, moved the dagger down slowly, and murmured in thought, "Did you hurt Fili's left arm or his right arm?"

"Oh, let me think about it, it's the left arm, right?" Thorn pointed to Silya's left arm and said coldly, "Don't worry, I promise that I will slowly create wounds of the same size."

Thorn's expression was solemn and serious, Silya knew he was not joking, he would really do it, looking at the dagger, her heart rose to her throat, she wanted to back away, but the sword hanging around her neck forced her You must stand still.

"Hiss..." There was a faint tingling sensation on her arm, and the feeling became more and more intense. Silya couldn't help but gasped, but still bit her lips tightly and didn't say a word. At this moment, she faintly smelled blood fishy smell.

"It seems that I acted lightly." Seeing that Silya didn't say a word, Thorn said in a cold voice, and the movements of his hands became heavier.

……

When Qili accompanied Sorin to Silya's bedroom, Megol was lying on the closed iron door, knocking "bang bang...", Sorin didn't know how long she knocked, but Megol's red and swollen eyes Judging by both hands, he was too late.

"Your Highness Sorin, you are finally here, hurry up and help the princess, she is very dangerous now." Megol turned to see Sorin calling anxiously, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her breathing was very disordered.

"Let me come." Sorin signaled Megal to get out of the way, strode forward and knocked on the door vigorously, shouting, "Father, open the door quickly."

With his ears pressed against the door, Sorin could hardly hear any sound. He was completely anxious, drew out the sword at his waist and swung at the iron gate. But it didn't move.

"Father, please open the door. Please don't hurt Silya." He slammed on the door hard, and his heartbeat became irregular. He couldn't imagine what he would do if Silya was hurt.

"See, my son, my Thorn's son, is standing by your side wholeheartedly." Thorne gritted his teeth as he watched the iron gate shake behind him, and Silya became a predator who took everything from him in his eyes. By.

"Of course I saw it, and I saw it very clearly." Silya bit her lip, her face was frighteningly pale, and the left arm of her pajamas was already stained with blood, "I saw far more than that, I also saw that you are a Cowardly and mean, the most cowardly dwarf in all Iruber."

"You dare to scold me?" Thorn looked surprised. In his impression, the half-dwarf in front of him was always timid and cowardly, and he would always be a timid little mouse in front of him.

"Ha..." Silya raised her head with a mocking smile, she was obviously a head shorter than Thorne, but she did not lose Thorn's momentum at all, "You dare not kill me after all, don't you think your current behavior is childish as if it is IQ Are you lowly mentally handicapped?"

Silya's tone was not kind, and she took a big step back as she said, "You should have stabbed here." She pointed to the position of her heart.

"You're looking for death" Thorn realized, and walked towards Silya with his sword in hand.

Seeing the person coming, Silya quickly jumped and ran away, the pain in her arm reminded her all the time that what she was facing was a lunatic.

Looking at the sword hanging beside the bed, Silya shouted in her heart, soon, soon, she will have room to fight back.

Holding the hilt of the sword with her right hand, Silya quickly pulled it out, swinging to catch Thorne's sword.

"Pa..." The swords intersected, and there was a crisp metal sound.

The three anxious people outside the door heard the voice at the same time, "Your Highness, please think of something quickly, the princess is not the match of His Highness Thorne." Megol urged anxiously.

"Kili, quickly dispatch a guard team and bring the hammer." After ordering Kili, Sorin continued knocking on the door and calling, hoping to stop the two people who were fighting in the room.

"Listen, look at how anxious he is. He has never been so excited on the battlefield." Thorn said mockingly, and continued to slash at Silya with the sword in his hand. Silya tried her best to continue, but the strength The disparity made her arms numb and weak.

If she just died like this, she would definitely not be reconciled. She gritted her teeth and continued to persist, but... Sorin, hurry up, please hurry up, I can't hold on any longer.

"You're no match for me." Looking at the sleepy half-dwarf in front of him, Thorn sneered, and swung the sword in Silya's hand away with a big arm.

"Hehe..." Silya fell to the ground and laughed at herself. No matter how hard she tried to practice the sword, she was still inferior to others.

"How about it, are you ready to die?" Thorn raised his head and laughed wildly as the sword reached Silya's chest.

Silya couldn't help closing her eyes. She hated Thorne's face and didn't want to see it again.

"Annoying half-dwarf, you are right in saying something, I will not kill you, at least it is not the time yet, I don't want to lose the right to inherit the throne because of you, remember well, today's lesson." He used The sword patted Silya's face, and his tone was full of disdain, "Your life is worthless"

Asshole, Silya cursed secretly, feeling wronged in her heart, her eyes gradually became moist, no matter how hard she tried to close her eyes, tears kept pouring out.

There was a "bang bang" sound from the door, and the noise was deafening.

"Crack" the iron door was finally opened, and Sorin ignored the half-tilted iron door and got in short.

The scene in front of him made Sorin's eyes warm, and he tried to breathe steadily, but the trembling voice still betrayed him, "Silya" he called softly, and slowly approached the person lying on the ground.

She was lying on the ground with her eyes closed, with tears in the corners of her eyes. Her originally fair and lovely face was now frighteningly pale. Her left arm was blood red. The smell of blood made his brain go blank. He couldn't believe that his father was really right Sylvia is so cruel.

"Father, you have disappointed me so much." He turned his head to look at the father who had been in awe for many years, his breath was short and his tone was cold.

"Sorin, you have disappointed me too much. Since you chased that eagle without hesitation 20 years ago, you have always disappointed me." Inserting the sword into the scabbard at his waist, Thorn raised the sword in his hand. Blood's dagger looked excited, "I heard that the blood of elves will have a fragrance, that's all!"

"Get out, before I do it, get out" Sorin finally couldn't help but roared with red eyes. He had to accept the fact that his father had changed until today. Since 20 years ago, he has been completely overwhelmed by hatred. , he becomes a lunatic who has forgotten everything but hatred.

"I'm in a good mood today. I don't care about your disrespect to me." Thorn said coolly, turned and left.

……

"Silya, Silya, wake up." Sorin squatted down, holding Silya in his arms anxiously and calling.

Silya didn't want to open her eyes for a long time, she didn't want Sorin to see her embarrassed appearance, tears kept pouring out of her eyes, the scene just now made her tremble, and her fear almost made her suffocate.

"Silya, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Sorin kept apologizing while hugging her head, but he smiled bitterly after speaking.

In the past 20 years, my father has done too many things to be sorry for Silya. Every time he apologized to Silya like this, he thought everything would be fine, but in fact, things just got worse and worse. That damn sorry , has no effect at all.

"I won't let you get hurt again, Silya, trust me again." He lowered his forehead against Silya's forehead, his voice was low and hoarse.

There was a burst of wetness on the face, and Silya was a little surprised. Sorin cried?She never saw him cry.

Slowly opening her eyes, Silya raised her uninjured right arm to wrap around Thorin's neck.

"Silya, are you awake?" Sorin raised his head in surprise, looking at the person in his arms, his heart finally settled down.

"Well, I'm awake." Silya answered, her voice a little hoarse, she shouldn't be thinking about avoiding Sorin.

Although he was embarrassed, there was nothing to cover up in front of Sorin. He was the closest relative in her life, and he had seen all her joys and sorrows.

"Don't move, I'll carry you to the bed." Sorin said Jiang Xierya picked her up carefully.

Putting Silya on the bed, Sorin brushed the shattered hair off her cheeks and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, Megol has gone to the doctor, and he will be there in a while. It will be fine soon."

"En." Silya replied, her eyes fixed on Sorin, the tingling pain in her arm was still there, but she had no time to take care of it now, she had too many doubts in her heart.

"What do you want to ask? I will tell you what I know." Thorin saw her doubts and promised.

His father must have said something after locking him with Silya for so long.

"I'm a half-dwarf?" Silya asked uncertainly.

"Yes, you are a half-dwarf." Thorin nodded.

Hearing Thorin's affirmation, Silya felt a little confused. She used to be sad because she was a dwarf, but now she is a half-dwarf, but she can't relax, "Thorn hates me because of this. If I were a complete dwarf, wouldn't things like this happen?"

"Silya, all of this has nothing to do with you, don't think about it, you are not wrong, you are just a child, how could you be wrong, it is the adults who are wrong." Sorin explained anxiously, for fear that Silya would not be left behind. under shadow.

"I see, thank you Sorin, thank you for always caring for Silya, thank you for allowing her to grow up healthy and happy." Silya pursed her lips and smiled sincerely.

"Silya, whether you have grown up or not, Sorin will always take care of you." Sori smiled gratifiedly, rubbing Silya's hair with his right hand.

His voice was deep and gentle, and Silya was very moved when he heard it. She smiled slightly, and Silya grabbed Sorin's hand with her right hand, "I have another question, is my mother an elf?"

"Yes, but she is not in Middle-earth now," Thorin explained.

"You mean she's not dead?" Silya looked surprised, she thought her father and mother had passed away.

"Of course not." Thorin didn't know why Silja asked.

"Then why did she abandon me?" Silya fixed her eyes on Thorin, trying to find the real reason for being abandoned from his expression.

The author has something to say:

Although pain is painful, it can help people grow. Silya cannot rely on Sorin forever. Moreover, the dwarves will suffer heavy losses in the future. She must also be aware of this problem and grow up quickly.

Well, what the author wants to say is that this injured mushroom needs to be rescued by the king and the little leaf.

How will the little angels feel when they read this chapter?Worried, unhappy, want to beat the author?