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Chapter 86 Thorin Oakenshield

Mithril is not suitable for making weapons, it is obvious.

It's not that Mithril is inferior to Iron Sword as a weapon. As a rare and precious material, Mithril Sword is of course better than Iron Sword, although it cannot be sharper than Iron Sword - the attribute of sharpness mainly depends on the skill of the craftsman. workmanship, but it is stronger and less likely to break.

Also, he makes the weapon very, very light.

Lightness is a good attribute, which can greatly increase the user's shooting speed.

It's just that, compared to the value that Mithril should have brought out, the improvement in strength and lightness of the weapon is too cost-effective.

The same amount of mithril, if cast into a mithril chain mail, even if it is just a breastplate, is enough to add confidence to people on the verge of life and death.

Therefore, Mithril armor is a treasure, and the first thought of the Mithril sword dwarves when they saw the Mithril sword was to smelt it into Mithril armor.

However, when Thorin Oakenshield saw that huge warhammer, he couldn't even give birth to the idea of ​​smelting it. This thing is too big and too hideous. When the dancing sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves hit the ogre's face.

Thorin Oakenshield had to admit that this thing was definitely a dwarf's dream weapon.

The firmness and lightness of Mithril are used to the extreme on this weapon. The lightness allows the dwarves to wield this much larger warhammer, and the firmness prevents the hollow hammer from deforming in battle— —

Thorin Oakenshield never believed that this thing was solid. After the fall of Moria, even if all the mithril from the entire Middle-earth was collected, it would never be possible to gather enough to make such a solid warhammer.

Moreover, although mithril is much lighter than steel, but it is so huge that if it is solid, Sorin thinks that even he can't wield it, let alone Sarin. Among the dwarves, he was considered to be extremely talented, but he had competed with Shalin before, and his strength was still far behind his own.

This was also the thought of the other dwarves present.

Only Tang Sen and Sha Lin knew the truth. This thing is really solid. A hollow hammer doesn't have such a powerful potential to crush a rough-skinned and thick-skinned troll.

Faced with Thorin Oakenshield's questioning, Sharin's excitement cooled down. Only then did she think about the character of the dwarf's royal family and the leader of everyone.

He was born a king, and all his life he fought for the survival of the Durin Dwarves, for the retake of the Lonely Mountain.

For this reason, he can endure the difficulties of human beings, be the first to let go of his proud self-esteem, and become a small blacksmith just to feed children and women. A dragon, only to restore Durin's honor.

But at the same time, he is also an autocratic king, he can never tolerate any rebellion, he is used to taking everything in his own hands, and doesn't like any accidents, even if the accidents may not necessarily bring about bad results.

Obviously, Thorin Oakenshield now cares more about the reason why Sharin violated his orders and left Eredron than the surprise of being rescued.

So, Sharin didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"I hired her." Tang Sen's voice interjected from the side, and Shalin breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly took a step back.

She was really afraid of facing Thorin, and she would rather face three. No, ten trolls!
"Employment?" Thorin chewed the word, and turned his attention to Tang Sen: "Why don't I know about this?"

With his height, he could only look up at Tang Sen, but his tone was habitually condescending.

"I think, I don't need your permission." Tang Sen was not too polite.

"But the Durin dwarves need it." Thorin picked up this sentence almost at the moment Tang Sen's words paused, and then ignored Tang Sen.

He looked around, glancing over the faces of each of the hired dwarves, who reflexively averted their eyes.

"I remember that when I proposed to go to the Lonely Mountain, you chose to stay in Eredron. I didn't force it. I understand your fear of evil dragons and your feelings for Eredron."

"I didn't force you, because you grew up in Eredron, which is your current homeland. You shoulder the responsibility of guarding your homeland, protecting underage children and women who are thin."

"And I am responsible for taking back the former homeland and making the Lonely Mountain belong to the dwarves again."

Thorin's voice gradually became higher, and his anger became stronger and stronger:

"But I didn't expect that even the glory of taking back the Lonely Mountain would not allow you to take up arms, but some insignificant money would make you leave Eredron happily?"

His voice echoed over the jungle, and every dwarf bowed his head.

Seeing this scene, Sorin took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Now, I order you to return to Eredron."

"Especially you, Sharin."

"But—" Sharin tried to speak, but when she raised her head and saw Thorin's eyes, she quickly lowered her head again.

"No, but, I have told you countless times." Thorin said: "Many things are responsibilities that men must face, but you have your responsibilities. Durin dwarves don't need, and it is impossible for you to wield weapons to fight. .”

"I can't." Sharin mumbled while lowering his head.

"Louder, I can't hear." Thorin looked at her intently.

Shalin gritted his teeth and raised his head suddenly: "I can't!"

She plucked up her courage and shouted: "I have sworn to Durin that my warhammer will be at the command of Townsend and will never betray me."

"It's an oath."

"How can you swear to a human so easily—" Thorin frowned again, "and in Durin's name."

He gave Tang Sen a cold look, and said, "Dwarves will not break their oath."

Sharin breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to speak, but saw Thorin beckoning to the other dwarves, and shouted, "What are you still doing? Take Sharin back to Eredron."

"In the name of Thorin Oakenshield, you are not allowed to leave Eredron until the end of this human life." He glanced at Tang Sen again, and said slowly: "If this human tries to drive you, welcome He went to Eredron, and you will not break your oath."

Tang Sen gently took off the hood on his head. At this time, the morning light had already illuminated the jungle, and Tang Sen's expression was particularly vivid in everyone's sight.

There was no displeasure on his face, even with a smile, he just said:
"I'm not interested in what you're saying."

"It's just that we need to talk if you're going to let the dwarves I've hired go."

(End of this chapter)