Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1078 1060. Bard

Since most houses in Changhu Town are built with wooden boards, the sound insulation effect is very poor. Basically, the noisy people from two streets away can be transmitted through and enter people's ears.

 The townspeople were busy and noisy and noisy basically filled most of the day.

Originally, because of this problem, Lan En was not confident that he could find the dwarves by hearing in such a noisy environment.

It would be possible if he had already implanted the enhanced organ [Lyman's Ear] at this time.

 But this place is different.

There are many people around watching this two-story wooden house, and these people watching are not as noisy and busy as ordinary people.

 They were all doing their own thing quietly.

This reduced a lot of surrounding noise, allowing Lan En to use his extraordinary senses as a demon hunter to hear some information from a not too far away location.

The voices that concerned him were rough and out of touch. Even if they were mixed with angry complaints, they actually sounded quite funny.

 It’s the dwarves!

"found it."

 Lan En’s expression was not very surprising. After all, he and Flannel Ball had already searched almost a quarter of the Changhu Town, so it was not surprising that they came across it.

Immediately, Lan En turned over and jumped down from the second-story corridor of the wooden building where he was, and walked towards the two-story wooden house.

There were three surveillance personnel in front of the wooden house. They immediately spotted this unusual figure walking straight towards their surveillance target.

 But the three people did not dare to move at all.

 After all, they are only monitoring, not even fighting. Such a character who was two heads taller than ordinary people and whose muscles looked like they could crush someone to death was approaching them, and they had no idea of ​​standing up to block the way.

“But don’t you think it’s abnormal to have no reaction after seeing me?”

The man who looked like he was fishing with a hook was originally sitting on a fishing boat in the middle of the waterway, his body was shaking uncontrollably.

His fishing boat sits across the middle of the waterway and also serves as a pontoon.

When Lan En came over, the big hand just pressed on his neck, and the man rolled his eyes and lay limply in the boat.

The other two people looking at the main entrance of the two-story wooden house were already swallowing nervously when they saw Lan En walking this way.

When he really took action, he simply dropped the pottery and tapestries he was pretending to appreciate and asked about the price, turned around and ran away.

But before they could take even two steps, the flannel ball dropped from the sky holding his helmet in one hand and a white radish he got from nowhere in the other.

 After two sounds of "dong dong", he stood between the two people.

 Then the human body falls to the ground.

 The kitten threw away the white radish, put on its helmet again, and stretched out its paws to sign "yeah".

 “Handsome meow!”

Lan En nodded in agreement with the flannel ball's narcissism twice, and then climbed up the stairs to the two-story wooden house.

 At this point, the words of the dwarves that were vague just now are finally certain.

 “What is this? I have never seen this kind of weapon.”

“This is a barbed spear, modified from a harpoon. That is a square-peened hammer, modified from a blacksmith’s hammer.”

"We paid for it! Real silver coins! You just give us these scraps of metal?"

The dwarves had a good relationship with Lan, Velvet Ball, and Qilin when they were in Rivendell, and they could play together.

So the witcher could distinguish the voices of the thirteen dwarves and one hobbit, but there was an unfamiliar tone mixed in them.

 And this unfamiliar tone sounds like he is explaining helplessly to the dwarf customers.

"We are going into a dangerous wilderness. To face danger, we need to use really good swords and guns! Made of steel, the best steel! Not made of iron! It has also been soaked in water!"

 “Are you trying to kill us?”

The voice sounded like that of Bofur, a guy with a good personality among the dwarves, but he also sounded very angry at this time.

Lan En didn't waste any time and simply stood outside the door on the second floor and knocked on the door.

As soon as there was a knock on the door, the quarrel inside suddenly stopped, followed by a noisy collision.

　　Presumably those weapons that were scorned by the dwarves just now are now in their hands.

 The voice that was unfamiliar to Lan En quickly comforted the dwarves in a low voice.

"Don't do it! Do you want to kill people in my house? Stop, I will handle it!"

After a while of confusion, the thin wooden door, which was better than nothing in front of Lan En, was cautiously opened a crack.

 “What’s there?” The face of a human man who was handsome but now weathered was revealed through the crack. "What's wrong?!"

 The first half of his sentence after opening the door was quite fluent, but he was just wary.

 But when he realized that he could only see one person's chest when he looked straight out the door, he stuttered and realized something was wrong.

His height is just enough to match Lan En's bearskin cape.

The bearskin shawl that has been treated and enchanted by Berengar is undoubtedly smooth and smooth, revealing nobility and fierceness.

 The man who opened the door looked up stiffly, with cold sweat on his forehead.

 Until he finally looked at Lan En, who was bowing his head.

 “You can call me Lan En, sir. I’m at your disposal.”

 “Oh, I am in Lower Bard, and I am also waiting for your orders.”

 Lan En's eyes narrowed slightly. The man in front of him was polite and thoughtful, but a little unfamiliar.

 And this windbreaker seems to have been patched a lot and has been worn for many years.

 The family is in decline? Mentos quickly combines information and gives a guess. But Lan En lowered the filing level of this information in his mind. He was not here to be a detective now.

“I’m here to meet a group of dwarf friends. Is it convenient?”

As Lan En said this, he stretched out his hand towards the room as if questioning.

"Friends?" Bard was a little surprised. Do these dwarves know elves?

 Aren’t they not willing to deal with it?

 But before he could react or think, the dwarves behind him shouted happily.

 “Hey! It’s Lan guys!”

Hearing the cheers of the dwarves, Bard still gave way to the door, although he still frowned suspiciously.

The witcher lowered his head and walked in, followed by Velvet Ball, who even raised his little paw to greet the confused Bard.

 “Hello, gentlemen.”

Lan En came in with his head lowered and was careful not to collide with the clothes drying pole hanging in the room.

 “It’s so nice to meet you, Lan!”

Thorin's nephew, Fili, jumped over and patted the witcher's lowered hand.

The other dwarves were also beaming. Only Thorin stood by the window, looking out at something with deep eyes. Balin, who looked like Santa Claus, accompanied him beside him.

Seeing Lan En walk in, they just barely smiled at the witcher.

 What Lan En didn't hear just now was that there were three children in Bud's family.

 A big boy, a big girl, and a little girl.

 At this time, they saw a room full of strange dwarves and were not too alarmed. They just sat quietly in the corner of the crowded room.

The boy was okay, but after the two girls saw Lan En's face coming in, they started covering their mouths and laughing softly, and occasionally jumped excitedly.

It feels like seeing characters in fairy tales come to life. The girls were very polite and, although excited, did not come up to interrupt.

However, the witcher had seen this kind of situation too often, so he just nodded politely towards them, which was regarded as a greeting.

 “What’s going on with you?”

Lan En turned to look at the group of dwarves. They were all wet. In the temperature of this lake, this state was not good.

“Even his weapons were gone, and he looked as if he were being hunted and had no other options. Gandalf didn’t tell me about this.”

“Did Gandalf invite you here? What is he doing?”

Bilbo asked, draped in a blanket and sniffling.

 He cares about Gandalf.

"He has his own things to do, which is very important, so he asked me to tell you something new."

Lane looked around at the dwarves and hobbits, and then glanced vaguely in the direction of the Bard family, indicating that it was best to keep this matter private.

So the dwarves ignored it with a wink.

 “Everything was fine.”

Bahrain’s now iconic white beard is stuck together due to water, he said with a sigh.

“Gandalf guided us through the magical Mirkwood, but when he received a message from a bird, he turned back into Mirkwood in a hurry.”

“We didn’t care, after all, Mirkwood was here. But not long after Gandalf left, we encountered a large group of orcs, and they desperately wanted to kill us.”

"We had no choice but to jump into the river and hope that the current would carry us out. And as you know, carrying weapons and armor in the water would only sink to the bottom, so we had to abandon most of the equipment."

 Speaking of this, Bahrain stroked his beard out of habit, but it hurt him because his beard was wet and tangled, so he smiled bitterly.

“Thanks to the fact that we walked out of the Dark Jungle, the remaining river is not very long, otherwise we might have drowned in it.”

 They lost all their leather armor, chain mail, and all their heavy weapons, such as war hammers, battle axes, and spears.

Everyone only had their personal clothes and a small dagger or a short sword. Only Thorin and Bilbo were not lost in the river because the elves' weapons were light and powerful.

Lan En nodded silently, indicating that he understood what the current situation was. He tilted his head again and saw Thorin's other nephew.

"Kili." Lan En called to him with a frown, "What's wrong with your leg?"

One of the two dwarves who were the youngest and lively and troubled in the team, but now they are quietly sitting on the bed with pale.

 “No, I have nothing.”

Kili forced a smile at Lann.

Ou Yin, who works as a doctor in the team next to him, but whose ears are not very good, often has to insert a metal horn into his ear as a hearing aid, said.

"He was hit by an arrow in his leg, an orc's arrow. I dealt with it in time. I have to wait and see how the effect is."

Lan En nodded and said nothing more.

But Bud next to him intervened in surprise.

 “Wait!” This man who should have been handsome when he was young, but now has gray hair on his temples, frowned and looked serious. "Did you just say orcs? Was it the orcs who chased you near the river and jumped into it?"

“Those ugly and cruel murderers.”

Thorin said bitterly.

“No, this must be a mistake. How come the orcs are around here? They disappeared from this area even longer than the dwarves!”

"Perhaps history is like this, but we have to face reality now, Bard." Lan lowered his head and said to him. "The orcs are indeed coming."