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

Chapter 53 The ruler of Changhu Town (two more, ask for a monthly ticket for flowers evaluation!)

Alfred said, and finally revealed his purpose.

He said: “Otherwise, you can give me your things, and I will take them to the mayor.”

“This?” Carl had a hesitant look on his face.

Alfred was upset and said displeasedly, “Why, Grandpa, don’t you trust me?”

“No no no, how could it be?” Carl waved quickly, his grandson is not very filial. Of course he knew what Alfred was thinking, but he did not expressly refuse.

Carl said: “The gift is not on me.”

“Not on me? Are you kidding me?”

“No, no, the great Lord Alfred, you really wronged me. I came here to bring you huge treasures!” Carl cried bitterly, as if he had really suffered a great deal. Wronged.

Sorin’s crowd was speechless for a while, Carl, who behaved like this, must have no idea what the hell was going on.

Bud, who was on the side, looked really puzzled. He didn’t understand what Carl was thinking. Did he really plan to give a gift?

Alfred also hesitated, and Carl didn’t look like he was lying.

“What kind of treasure is that?” he asked.

“Shh!” Carl suddenly whispered, “Sir, come here, this is no trivial matter, I’ll only tell you one person.”

Having said that, Carl jumped onto the pier and dragged Alfred to the side.

Everyone watched in amazement. They only saw the two of them getting together, Carl was talking constantly, and Alfred also showed surprise and ecstatic expressions on his face from time to time along with Carl’s words.

Finally, the two came back again.

“Okay, follow me to see the mayor.” Alfred said to everyone.

Hearing this, everyone was puzzled.

Carl, what did he tell Alfred? Did he change his mind?

Of course, the most doubtful person is Bud. He knows Alfred’s virtue better than anyone else.

He wanted to ask, but Alfred’s voice came again: “Bud, it’s okay, I have nothing to do with you here, take your stinky fish home and stay home.”

After saying that, Alfred pulled Carl and walked through the wooden shelf with everyone looking at the water.

He seemed so impatient, the smile on his face could hardly be concealed.

“Damn, what did they say?” At this moment, Bud’s heart was scratched as if caught by a cat, and he couldn’t help being curious.

……

Under the leadership of Alfred, no, the adjutant, Carl and the others finally met the mayor of Long Lake Town, Caspar Griffin.

When Carl walked up to the mayor, he was lying on a chair, grinding his teeth comfortably.

Sorin frowned slightly when he looked at the mayor, who was sloppy, with hemorrhoids all over his face, and stench all over his body. This man is even dirtier than the dwarves, even if they look at it, they want to vomit.

Alfred said something to the mayor, he nodded, and then called Carl to come forward.

He asked suspiciously, “I heard that you brought me a treasure.”

“Yes, Lord Mayor.” Carl stood up.

“Oh? What is that?” The mayor was really interested and asked impatiently.

“The treasure of the city under the mountain.”

“Well, what.” The mayor was stunned for a moment, and then became furious, “Are you kidding me? Come on, catch these guys.”

The city under the mountain? Everyone knows where there is endless gold and precious stones, but since the dragon Smaug occupied it and the entrance to the city under the mountain was closed, no one dared to go there.

That place has long been a forbidden place for ordinary people. How can it be so simple to obtain the treasures in it?

So Mr. Mayor thought Carl was joking with him.

However, when the guards were about to start, Alfred suddenly stopped: “Wait!”

The guards stopped, and the mayor also looked at his own think tank with some doubts:

“Alfred, is there any problem? I want to punish those who offended me severely.”

“Hehehe,” the smile on Alfred’s face prompted a daisy, with a bright smile, he bent down to the mayor and said, “Mayor, you don’t know something, these dwarves are not ordinary people.”

“Oh? Not an ordinary person? How do you say it?”

“These people are Turin dwarves, and their king, Thorin Oakenshield.” Alfred explained with a smile.

This is what Carl told him before.

The mayor was a little surprised, Thorin Oakenshield?

Of course he had heard of the name. That was the famous king of the dwarves, Oak Shield, who once led the remnants of defeated soldiers and repelled the numerous ferocious orc armies.

“Which one of you is Oakshield?” the mayor asked, turning his head.

Although he asked, but after glancing at the crowd, his eyes fell on Sorin.

In the crowd, there were only two people who looked a little different. One was naturally Carl, a human, and the other was a dwarf who looked extraordinary, presumably the Oak Shield that Alfred said.

“Is that you? This warrior.” The mayor suddenly changed his honorific.

ps: The difference of 30 flowers is 16,000, and the difference of 80 is 2000.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder, who can help me cure it. *