Chapter 257 The Prophecy that Is About to Come True

"It's just a legend." Dwalin smiled, "That's all."

"No, all legends are based on facts." Aaron said seriously, "They are the natives of Long Lake Town, and no one knows the authenticity of the legend better than them."

"Well, even if it's true, Smaug's left wing is injured, but what about the Black Arrow?" Dwalin raised his eyebrows, "There is still one wind crossbow left, but I bet no one has a Black Arrow, even just one."

Aaron:......

You may need the Black Arrow, but I'm not sure.

"What are you talking about?" Bard frowned, "Why do you care so much about the dragon?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Thorin looked straight at him, "You took our money, so where are our weapons?"

"Wait here."

After that, Bard walked down the stairs.

"Alas!" Aaron shook his head, "Thorin, you have to be mentally prepared and don't have any expectations."

Thorin smiled far-fetchedly. He also understood that Bard might not be able to produce any magic weapons, but at this time he had no choice. As long as it was not too bad, they would just make do.

After a while, Bard came back with a wet black bag.

The bag made a clanging sound when it was placed on the table, and Thorin and others couldn't wait to open it.

"Oh my god!" Aaron's eyes twitched slightly, "I have tried my best to lower the lower limit, but these things still refreshed my lower limit.

Excuse me, can these things be sold for one gold coin in the market?"

Bard was silent for a moment, and nodded in confusion.

Aaron held his forehead speechlessly. He guessed something from Bard's expression.

These things are definitely not worth one gold coin, but they are worth this price in Changhu Town.

"What is this?" Thorin asked, picking up a "weapon" with a hook.

"Long spear hook, made from an old harpoon."

"What about this?" Kili picked up a black hammer.

"We call it a 'handle hammer', made according to the hammer in the blacksmith shop. It's a bit heavy in the hand, but it's better than nothing for self-defense."

The dwarves looked at each other and had to admit that these things really made them burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

"We give you money to buy weapons. What we want is real iron things." Groin gave a bad review because these 'weapons' were made of wood except for a small part of the tip.

"This is just a joke." Bofur threw the weapon in his hand on the table unsatisfied, and the others did the same.

"You can't find anything better outside the town's armory." Bard said helplessly, "All the real weapons are locked in the armory."

"All the real weapons?" Aaron thought of something and said sarcastically, "Your mayor is such a bastard. If I'm not mistaken, he's worried that someone will revolt and oppose his rule!"

"Thorin, why don't we take these and set off?

I can go with my bare hands, and so can you." Balin said, but he didn't notice that when he heard the name "Thorin", Bard's brows slightly frowned.

"If you ask me, we should set off now."

"You can't go anywhere." Bard put away his treasured "weapons", "There are spies monitoring this house, and even all the docks in the town may be monitored. You must wait until dark."

Everyone exchanged glances and didn't raise any objections.

At this time, Aaron found that Qili sat down slowly, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.

"Mr. Bard, I hope you can get the herbs I want as soon as possible."

Bard nodded, walked out of the house and leaned on the fence.

He kept repeating Thorin's name, and his mood gradually became heavy.

Suddenly he thought of something, turned his head and looked at the towering mountain, and then realized what the purpose of the dwarf in the house was.

At this time, the door opened, and Barn looked at his father, "Dad."

"Don't let them leave." Bard said hurriedly and was about to go down the stairs.

"Wait, father." Barn pointed to the room, "Aaron said he wanted to go with you."

"What? Doesn't he know that someone is watching outside?"

"So I changed my equipment." Aaron came out wrapped in a thick scarf, a hat on his head, and even changed his clothes to Barn's.

"I'm a real human being. No one will recognize me if I only show one-third of my face."

"You... is it that serious?"

"Very serious." Aaron said seriously, "Qili can't hold on any longer. As a doctor, I need to prepare all kinds of herbs, and I may have to test the medicine for that unfortunate thing.

In addition, I have to pay for you, after all, I don't know how much I need to buy.

Of course, I will pay you for the guide fee."

"Come with me, we have to move faster."

Bud took Aaron to the only pharmacy in Changhu Town. Although he was mentally prepared, this pharmacy still successfully broke through Aaron's psychological defenses.

Although Changhu Town is dilapidated, it is not small in size. However, the only place that can cure diseases and save lives is not even as good as a small clinic.

Smelling the pungent smell inside, Aaron couldn't help but sigh: "There should be quite a few people who die from diseases in Changhu Town every year!"

"The environment is a bit worse, but we rely on this place to save our lives at critical moments." Bud knocked on the counter.

"Hey! Bud, do you want to buy something?" asked a slightly fat man.

"What do you want to buy?" Bud looked at Aaron and asked.

Aaron looked at the dozens of herbs on the medicine shelf, thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "All."

"No." Bud immediately stopped him, "There is more than one patient in the town. If you buy all the medicines, what will the people do?"

"I didn't think about it." Aaron said embarrassedly, "How about this, give me a double portion of each.

Anti-inflammatory, antipyretic, analgesic, etc., give me a triple portion, that should be fine!"

"Okay, of course, but..." The slightly fat man looked at Bud, "The price is not cheap."

Aaron directly slapped ten gold coins on the counter, "Is it enough?"

"Enough, absolutely enough." The slightly fat man happily accepted the gold coins. With this order, their family will not have to worry about this winter.

When the sun was about to set, the two came out of the pharmacy.

Aaron was carrying a large package full of various herbs, and a set of casseroles given by the pharmacy owner.

Walking on the road, the sound of the townspeople's conversation fell into the ears of the two.

"A group of dwarves appeared out of nowhere, with full beards and fierce eyes. I have never seen people like that."

"What are the dwarves doing here?"

"This is a prophecy, a prophecy about the Durin dwarves."

"The ancient legend seems to be true."

"A huge amount of gold and silver treasures."

"Is this true? Is the King of Silver Spring coming back?"

......

Listening to these words, Aaron's face became more and more exciting.

He knew that it was only a matter of time before he was exposed, but this was too fast, and he was really caught off guard.

If the townspeople knew, the mayor would soon know, and it would probably be a lot of trouble to leave at that time.

"Prophecy? The King of Silver Springs, the King of Stone Sculptures..." Bard murmured with a heavy face, "The King of the Lonely Mountain."

He quickly pulled Aaron into a small alley and asked straight to the point: "Who are you?

Those dwarves are not going to the Iron Hills, but to the Lonely Mountain, right?"

"Uh... guess?"

"I'm not in the mood to joke with you. I heard his name, Thorin.

I saw the family of the king under the mountain on a tapestry, Thorn, Thor, and the last one was Thorin.

If it's true, then you must not go to the Lonely Mountain."

"Why?" Aaron asked puzzled, "Are you worried about the evil dragon?"

"Yes." Bard admitted frankly, "The people in the town don't understand , but I know it.

The prophecy is that the bells of joy will ring to celebrate the return of the King of the Lonely Mountain..."

"It sounds good, the King of the Lonely Mountain will return to his kingdom."

"But there is still the second half." Bard said anxiously, "However, everything in the world will become nothing, and the Long Lake will eventually be destroyed."

"Oh!" Aaron swallowed his saliva and subconsciously looked at the Lonely Mountain not far away, "Things seem to be a bit big!"

He didn't know how bad Smaug's morning mood was, but the Long Lake Town was right next to the Lonely Mountain. With the flying speed of the dragon, it would take less than a minute to fly over. With the destructive power of the dragon, it would take less than half an hour to turn the town into ruins. It seemed inevitable that the people would be destroyed under the baptism of dragon flames.

"Now I understand." Bard said in a complicated tone, "This is the real prophecy. I can't let you go to Lonely Mountain."

"But you can't stop them." Aaron said, "We have encountered countless crises along the way, including ogres, orcs, skin-changers, and even elves.

But they didn't stop. These dwarves are willing to risk their lives to achieve this goal.

Now the Lonely Mountain is in front of us. You ask them to give up when they are just one step away. Do you think it's possible?

In addition, Bilbo and I have signed a contract. We will not give up. It can even be said that I came here just for Smaug. 's. "

"You, you... are really unreasonable." Bud was furious and pulled Aaron back, "I have to try anyway. It would be best if I can persuade him. If I can't persuade him, I..."

"You can't beat us." Aaron looked at him with some sympathy, "There are more of us, fifteen of us!

And it's in your home. For the sake of three children, you will definitely not choose to use force to solve the problem."

"But I will let everyone come to reason with you. If the townspeople know the prophecy, they will definitely not let you go."

"That's not necessarily true." Aaron thought in his heart, and didn't have the heart to hit him.

The residents of Changhu Town did not talk about the dragon, but only the return of the King of Lonely Mountain and countless gold and silver treasures.

Human nature cannot stand the test, and most people are only willing to believe what they want to believe.

More importantly, the living conditions in Changhu Town are not just bad, and a huge treasure is enough to change all this. They will selectively forget the crisis.