Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1082 1064. A terrible fate

The mayor is not stupid, but his weak will gives Lan En's [Yaxsi Sign] an opportunity.

He cared so much about his gold that he even went to the treasure house to count it twice when he had nothing to do.

This kind of care was keenly noticed by Lan En, and then he used [Yaxsi Sign] to amplify it.

 The more he cared about his gold, the more he paid attention to and feared the news that the orcs were coming to rob him. This fear overwhelmed his reason.

Anyway, even if the orcs didn't come, it would just make the guards under him busy for a while.

 He doesn't care about people, not even the people under his command, he only cares about gold.

Alfred is not stupid, but his power comes from the mayor, and he knows it very well.

So he will not disobey the mayor no matter who he disobeys. Whatever the mayor asks him to do, he will definitely do it without saying a word, even if he thinks it is ridiculous.

 Lan En did not use [Yaxsi Sign] to twist the mayor's will. Although his will was very weak, [Yaxsi Sign] itself was not strong either.

Even for a person like the mayor, using the seal arrogantly can only control him for ten minutes, and he will wake up after that.

 But it is almost a matter of course to strengthen his existing paranoia and emotions.

So Bard stared blankly. The mayor who originally loved to cause trouble for him, and would definitely send him to prison if given the chance, now looked at him with eyes that were completely indifferent.

 He just looked worried, worried about the orcs that might come and his own gold.

 “By the way, the respected mayor of Changhu Town.”

Lan En still spoke in a calm and a little cold tone. It gives people a sense of indifference as simply going through the process.

"If you feel that your guards are not effective enough, I saw a small caravan of dwarves passing by in the town when I came here. They all looked like they were skilled with swords and had been warriors."

“It’s just that they don’t have much equipment on them. If you can give them some weapons, I think they will be willing to help when facing the orcs. After all, everyone knows that those orcs love killing more than enjoying food.”

 “Dwarves? Are there dwarves in my town?”

The mayor first asked doubtfully while pacing anxiously, but then he didn't care anymore.

“No, it’s not important. It’s better to say it’s very good! Each of the dwarf warriors can be worth ten! The orcs also have a feud with them. They will definitely work hard when the orcs come! With them, my gold will be safer!”

"Yes! Alfred! Go to the armory to arrange some things, find those dwarves, and tell them that they have been temporarily recruited! For the sake of this great town, it is time for the passing caravans to fight bravely!"

 Looking at the mayor who was nervous because of the gold and pacing back and forth, and Alfred who was being ordered around by the mayor.

Lan En said nothing more, turned around and led Bud away.

Within a few minutes of talking together, Lan En and Bud appeared outside the mayor's mansion again.

Bard looked at Lan En's steps with a little haste, as if he had seen a ghost.

It wasn't until he was far away that he spoke with a little fear: "Do you mean you can do magic? Have you controlled the mayor's mind?"

“Calm down, Bud. That’s far from ‘brain control’. Otherwise, why do you think I’m walking so fast?”

　　It wasn’t until they turned the corner and crossed the waterway on the boat that Lan En turned around and said to Bud.

"I just strengthened the guy's obsession and fear. The effect lasted for a few hours and was overwhelming. Although his will is not strong, it is not that easy to control his mind. I don't think so at all. Good at this.”

Although if it is an army, it will be easier to control the opponent's overall mood.

Lan En was thinking to himself while explaining to Bud.

Bard seemed to accept this idea, and when he looked at Lan En, he no longer had the fear he had just now.

Behind them, the ringing of the bell came from the mayor's mansion, and the townspeople looked in that direction in surprise.

At the same time, the guards in the town held their helmets and hurriedly gathered in the direction of the mansion.

 It seems that the mayor is starting to gather people.

Although life in Changhu Town is difficult because of the evil dragon, it is also far away from war.

There are not even fifty guards in the town, which is just the number that can deal with ordinary crimes and maintain law and order.

At this time, they all stepped on the wooden floor of the town and gathered towards the bell.

There was a noise from over there, and many townspeople went to join in the fun and brought rumors and news.

They said that the mayor was crazy and thought someone was coveting his treasure, so they asked for more security.

The guards should prepare their bows, swords across their waists, and prepare for battle to deal with intruders.

 When the two returned to Bard's house amidst the private discussions of the townspeople, the thirteen dwarves and the hobbits had all been waiting for it for a long time.

"How about it?"

Thorin asked with expectant eyes.

"I'm going to get your equipment. You can go outside to pick it up later."

Lan En’s crisp words made the dwarves jump up happily.

 “Awesome! I knew Lan En could do it!”

Fili shouted happily and jumped up to pat Lan En's arm.

He usually has a bunch of knives hidden everywhere on his body, but now after drifting down the river, there is nothing left, and there is no sense of security at all.

"But don't be happy too early, friends." Lan En calmed down the dwarves who were cheerful and joyful by nature.

"Needless to say, you all know that the guards in this town are just bread and ham laid out in front of those ferocious orcs. There is no way they can stop the orcs, not to mention that the orcs will definitely kill innocent people in the town."

The witcher glanced around and finally stopped at Thorin.

"The main target of the orcs is you, so I think as long as you leave Changhu Town in front of those orcs, they have no reason to linger here. After all, you have the highest priority."

 Through previous conversations and revelations, Thorin and Balin already know why the orcs bite them so hard.

 So I can understand what Lan En said.

Compared with the importance of preventing the re-emergence of a king under the mountain in Lonely Mountain, the orcs' love of killing and destruction is nothing to mention.

Even if the orcs broke into Changhu Town and were too happy to kill them and didn't want to leave, the leading orcs would force them to leave as long as their brains hadn't turned to mush.

"I agree."

Bahrain, whose white beard has dried, was the first to express his position.

"The day of Turin is imminent. The sooner we set off, the better, otherwise we will not be able to make it in time! Let the orcs see us, they already know where we are going."

"And we can take a boat and walk in a straight line from the lake to the lonely mountain. Even if they ride wargs, they have to walk in an arc along the lake. They can't catch up with us in the distance!"

Thorin also nodded in agreement, and he was willing to do so if it could prevent the residents of Lake Town from being harmed too much because of his team.

 Immediately, Thorin began to greet his expedition members.

 “Get moving, guys! Follow me outside and prepare to receive equipment!”

Thorin looked quite impatient and was about to go to the mayor's mansion while greeting people.

Time is running out now, and he is willing to be even one minute earlier.

Seeing that things had been sorted out by Lan En, the dwarves were happy and relaxed a little.

"It's great. Having a wizard around makes it much easier than using your own brain."

Bofur said with a smile while patting the flannel ball on the shoulder familiarly.

 “But the boss is not a wizard, meow.”

The kitten scratched the whiskers on his face and said, Bofur didn't care at all.

“He hangs out with Gandalf the Gray and Radagast the Brown. What else can he be if he’s not a wizard? It doesn’t matter! Haha!”

Bahrain also supported his old waist and relaxedly sat down on the barrel by the window again.

But Bard, who was collecting the wet clothes of the dwarves with three children next to him, was stunned after hearing the conversation between Lan En and the dwarves, as if he thought of something.

“You just said Gushan? Are they going to Gushan?”

Bard approached Lan En and asked in a low voice with an urgent expression.

 “Yes, you heard it just now.”

 Lan nodded.

"What, what did you remember? Can you tell me? A lot of information is valuable now."

"No, no. I have to confirm!" Bard murmured, patting Lan's arm at the same time. "Please help me watch the children and tell them not to go out, and the dwarfs don't go out either! I'll be back right away! Right now!"

Before Lan En could react, Bard went out like a gust of wind.

The sound of closing the door with great force even shook a piece of ash from the beams, which fell on the nose of Balin who was sitting at the window, causing him to sneeze.

"Ah! Oh, what's wrong with him? He's so angry?"

The white-bearded old dwarf carefully patted his beautiful beard that hung down to his chest and muttered.

 Lan En walked to Balin and found a bench to sit on: "I don't know, he said he wanted to confirm something."

"The atmosphere in this town is very tense now. Bard has prestige among the people and is monitored by the mayor. Maybe it is a very important thing."

Bahrain sighed: "Ever since this area was poisoned by the evil dragon, life has been difficult for everyone."

"So I want to ask you again, Balin." Lan leaned forward and looked at the old dwarf seriously. "You really don't want to stop here? If you really enter Gushan, even if the evil dragon happens to get out."

“Even if Smaug happens to be out, we will face an orc attack when we retake the Lonely Mountain.”

 Bahrain smiled in relief and said to Lan En.

“No matter what, our restoration expedition will face a terrible fate. Right?”

As he spoke, Bahrain started a seemingly unrelated conversation.

“You know what, Lann? Look out the window, and besides the lonely mountain, you can see a dwarf wind crossbow.”

 “It’s that thing.”

Bahrain pointed outwards. It was a huge crossbow standing on the top of a wooden tower, with four arms spread out in four directions.