I’m In Middle-Earth: Going To Slay A Dragon At The Start

As soon as the surrounding elves left, the dwarves could no longer suppress their nature.

Groin and the other dwarves kept stroking and commenting on this crystal cup, that vase, or the exquisite tableware on the table.

I saw them say:

"Although the craftsmanship of these elves is a little worse than ours, the workmanship is not bad, um... take it back and observe it."

"Well, this bowl is not bad, just one more is missing."

"..."

"Groin, put down that silver fork, I saw it first."

"Don't grab it...it's mine!"

"..."

The surrounding dwarves became noisy, but the delicate decorations suffered.

Sorin's face was a little ugly when he heard it. Isn't this kind of behavior of his subordinates smearing his face?

You know, it's still on the elf's territory, so what can he do to stand up in front of King Elon?

The surrounding dwarves were still scrambling, as if they didn't know anything, and Thorin finally couldn't bear it any longer.

"Quiet me all!" he yelled. "If anyone makes more noise, I'll throw him out."

The dwarves shrank their heads and looked at the angry Sorin, but they let go of their hands and sat down on the edge of the table again.

There is no way, the power of the king cannot be provoked, and they still respect Sorin very much.

Looking at this scene, Gandalf couldn't help showing a smile. He didn't feel so angry at the looting of the dwarves.

Each race has its own nature, as long as they don't devote themselves to darkness, they are all lovely people in his opinion.

Thinking about it, he turned his eyes slightly, and when he saw Carl who was silent beside him, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

This guy Carl doesn't seem to have spoken since he entered Rivendell, which is a bit strange, silent Carl? Isn't that not his character?

The thought flashed, Gandalf said to Carl, "Hey, Carl, can you go wash your face, it's not very polite to meet the master with such a dirty face."

"Gandalf, from now on, don't talk to me, because I have a problem to think about." Carl replied indifferently.

"Huh? Question?" Gandalf looked at Carl who was serious, but his heart was even more puzzled. What question makes Carl think so seriously?

"Can you tell me?"

"Of course, I was wondering if the old man Gandalf could ignore my presence for the next 30 minutes, and if so, I'd consider giving him a present," Carl responded.

Gandalf was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "As you wish."

Although I don't know why Carl became so strange all of a sudden, seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Gandalf didn't intend to press him. Of course, because he didn't expect anything from Carl's mouth.

As for gifts, does Carl give gifts? He had never thought of this possibility, and it was only a bad joke.

Everyone sat in the living room, and after a while, the elves brought plates of sumptuous delicacies.

The head guard came up and said, "My king said, ask the guests to eat first, and he will come later."

"Thank you very much, I'm sorry to bother you," said Gandalf, nodding. Although there is some doubts about how Elrond's movements are so slow, it is not bad.

Everyone was hungry for a long time, how could they be polite to the tempting food on the table?

Barbecued meat, sausages, fine wine, grapes, everyone picked it up arbitrarily, looking at it and stuffing it into their mouths.

Gandalf smiled, took the cutlery, and began to eat. After such a bumpy journey, he was also exhausted.

I don't know how long it took, when everyone was eating happily, a footstep came slowly from behind.

Carl was the first to notice the approach of the person who was approaching, and gave him a slight glance, but he was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head and continued to eat.

Gandalf, however, noticed Carl's small movements, and when he looked up, when he saw the person coming, there was a smile on his face.

The person here is dignified, with a handsome face, wearing a jeweled crown, long hair reaching his waist, and his eyes are soft but majestic.

"King Elrond!" Gandalf got up, walked over, and made a salute.

The person in front of him is the lord of Rivendell, Elrond, the elf king.

"Gandalf, long time no see!" Elrond smiled and looked at the friend in front of him, his eyes full of kindness.

The two of them have known each other for a long time, and it seems that they have not seen each other for hundreds of years. Now that they see each other, they will naturally feel a little more nostalgic and sigh.

The two chatted for a while, the guests and the host enjoyed themselves, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Gandalf and Elrond were chatting, thinking of Carl's actions just now, and taking advantage of the gap, he cast a glance at him.

There was a flash of doubt in his mind, Carl? Is there anything to do with Elrond?

Just as I was thinking, a soft voice came from my ear again:

"Gandalf, I have ordered the bathing things to be prepared. After you have eaten your supper, you can go and bathe, change your clothes, and wash away the dust."

Gandalf turned his eyes, but found that the speaker was a fair-skinned, bright-skinned, long-haired, smooth-looking elf woman with large, watery eyes.

"You are!"

"Gandalf, you forgot, I'm Yawen!" The woman smiled gently, looking like a lady who was polite and generous.

"Yawen?" Gandalf heard a name, and a flash of enlightenment flashed in his eyes. It turned out to be the daughter of his friend Elrond, Yawen?

Then he said with emotion: "I really didn't expect that you have grown so big now. I remember that when I saw you back then, you were not as tall as a bench."

"Pfft!" Hearing Gandalf's words, there was another soft sound beside him.

At a glance, it turned out that Carl sprayed the food out of his mouth.

Bilbo, who was beside him, was stunned, and Carl sprayed his face directly.

Seeing this scene, Elrond frowned slightly. Are these dwarves really rude, eating like a rush? Are you afraid that the food here is not enough for them?

He would have driven these dwarves out long ago if he hadn't known that these people were brought by Gandalf.

He glanced at Carl lightly, then withdrew his gaze and continued to ask Gandalf: "Gandalf, I don't know why you brought these dwarves here to find me this time, what is the important thing?"

Gandalf also withdrew his gaze, his face slightly embarrassed: "This, it is like this..."

......

The two continued to chat, but they didn't notice Yawen next to them.

Although Yawen was kind-hearted, she, like his father Elrond, did not like these dwarves who came suddenly.

However, she could not be blamed for this, because the elves, who were naturally fond of elegance, cleanliness and beauty, were naturally at odds with the dirty, stubborn, rude dwarves.

So, when he saw Carl spit out the food in his mouth, he subconsciously frowned and looked over.

However, it doesn't matter if you look at it, but it is a little suspicious at first glance.

Because, she felt, why does this person's back seem to be familiar? *

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