Chapter 258 The King Begins to Draw Big Plans

The door opened hastily, and Bard looked at the room where only his three children were left. He was at a loss for a moment and then became a little nervous.

"Dad, I have tried my best to stop them." Barn said.

"How long have they been gone?"

"Almost two hours."

"Two hours?" Aaron opened his mouth in astonishment, "They left not long after we left?

Wait, did they leave me any words?"

"Yes." The little daughter nodded, "Thorin said he believed you would definitely catch up by yourself, and the others said so too."

Hearing this, Aaron's mouth twitched slightly.

Being trusted is a good thing, but this kind of trust makes people laugh and cry.

"Where's Qili? Did he say anything?"

"He told us to thank you on his behalf." Baines said, "And to say sorry."

"Haha! I can't bear that!" Aaron sneered and waved his hands, "I tried so hard to save his life, but I didn't expect that he didn't cherish it."

"Why are you still talking about this?" Bard was anxious, "The point is where did they go? Did they leave Long Lake Town?"

"Definitely not." Aaron said firmly, "The stubbornness of the dwarves is beyond your imagination. They will only leave when they get what they want."

Bard was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"The armory, there is only there, and it can only be there."

"Then let's go quickly... "What is the difference between your home and the ignition of the weapon and the ignition of the weapon? The device will definitely leave from the boat. "" It makes sense. "Bad suddenly realized," I go to the dock, be sure to stop them. "" How many times do you say, you can't stop. "Aaron sighed and shook his head," He is destined to fail, but there will be no danger, and the dwarves will not hurt him. "He judged himself very confident in his judgment. Bud was not a bad guy, he could not do the pain. As for appealing to the townspeople, it was even more impossible. The townspeople hoped that Thorin would succeed, only in this way could they live a good life.

"But why did Dad stop them?" Barn asked puzzled.

"Because of a prophecy." Aaron curled his lips and said, "Our destination is Lonely Mountain. He is worried that we will disturb the evil dragon in it and bring destruction to Long Lake Town. Do you believe this illusory prophecy?"

The three brothers and sisters looked at each other, and then nodded in unison.

"Uh... maybe I didn't explain it clearly.

If Thorin becomes the king of Lonely Mountain, Long Lake Town will be completely changed, and you will have a worry-free life in the future."

"But these seem to be worthless compared to life!"

Barn's tone was complicated, but his attitude was extremely firm, and his two sisters also gave him a positive look.

Aaron:...

Bard is definitely a qualified father, and this family education is unparalleled.

As long as they don't die halfway, these three children will definitely have a promising future.

"What about you?" Sigrid looked at Aaron, "How do you plan to catch up with them?"

"I'm a wizard, this question is simple for me." Aaron pointed to the lonely mountain outside the window and smiled meaningfully, "I know the end point, I can go wherever I want, no one can stop me."

"But before that, there is something I need your help with." Aaron scratched his head embarrassedly, and then put the package behind him on the floor, revealing a variety of medicinal materials.

"Why do you buy so many medicines?" Barn asked.

"Why do you care so much?" Aaron took out three gold coins directly, "You are all locals, please help me classify these medicines, as for those I don't know, leave them to me."

......

As night fell, there was a commotion in the town.

Aaron, who was decocting medicine, heard the sound of the alarm and looked at the torches that lit up quickly outside the window, and his face couldn't help but become ugly.

Because a team of guards was pressing the dwarves to the mayor's residence, the residents didn't sleep and spontaneously went to watch the excitement.

"They were caught?" Baan's face turned pale, and he looked at Aaron in doubt, "Does that mean my dad doesn't have to stop them?"

"Maybe!" Aaron spread his hands, "I thought of everything, but I didn't expect them to fail at the first step.

You stay at home and watch my casserole. After the medicine is boiled, pour it into the bottle and seal it."

After leaving the room, it was snowing heavily outside, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Aaron wrapped himself up so that only half of his face was exposed, and he walked slowly among the crowd and stopped in front of the mayor's gate.

After a while, he felt someone patting his shoulder. He turned around and saw Bard looking at him depressedly.

"If the situation gets out of hand, it will be difficult to end."

"Then I'll give you an idea." Aaron lowered his voice and said in a deep voice: "Don't be the first to stand out."

"But..."

"No buts, I'm a wizard, I will save them when necessary." Aaron said, it was not too difficult for him to kill his way in, but it was difficult to lead them out.

But facing so many guards and ordinary residents, ordinary magic probably couldn't handle it. Did he have to use large-scale magic?

Bard's heart tightened, "What are you going to do? I warn you not to hurt innocent people."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt anyone casually." Aaron's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, "What do you think of kidnapping the mayor?"

Bard:......

Is this what a teenager would say?

"Are you sure?" Bard was a little skeptical, "Although the mayor is a piece of trash, he has a lot of guards around him."

"Don't worry, I have experience, and I have rich experience.

I have kidnapped ogres and the orc king. If it weren't for me, Thorin and the others would have died countless times."

Bard's eyes twitched slightly, and he no longer doubted in his heart, but he unconsciously moved to the side a little.

Damn, what kind of family taught such a ruthless person?

The door opened, and a fat middle-aged man with sparse hair came out, and Alfred stood beside him respectfully.

"What's going on?" The mayor asked angrily.

"We caught the weapon thief in the act, sir."

"Oh!" A sly smile appeared on the mayor's face, "Our enemies?"

"They may be a group of mercenaries, sir." Alfred said.

"Shut up." Dwalin roared, "Do you know who you are talking to?

This is not an ordinary thief, he is Thorin, the son of Thrain and grandson of Thror."

Thorin slowly stood up and confessed his identity in front of everyone in the town.

He didn't want to do this, after all, it was too high-profile, but there was no other way now.

"We are the dwarves of Erebor, and we are here to retake our homeland.

I still remember the prosperous scene of Long Lake Town in the past. The port was moored with fleets full of silk and gems. At that time, Long Lake Town was not dilapidated at all. It was once the trade center of the entire north."

This sentence resonated with the townspeople. They all recalled their past lives, which were completely different from the current muddled life or even lingering.

"I hope to see prosperity again. I hope to revive the glory of the dwarves and let wealth flow out of the hall of Iluber again."

After the words fell, cheers rang out around, and even the mayor's heart began to beat.

This is not a thief! It's clearly the God of Wealth.

In the crowd, Aaron was trying hard to pull Bard who wanted to rush out, "Don't go, it's useless to go."

"But if he continues to speak, I really can't stop him."

"You can't stop him anymore. Look at these people. There is only joy and longing in their eyes. They won't listen to you at this time."

"But life is more important."

"I quite agree with this. Nothing is more important than life.

But the question is whether everyone thinks so. At this moment, money is more important in the eyes of these people.

Do you know what it means to cut off someone's wealth is like killing their parents?"

Bard was silent for a few seconds before he said, "Let me try, otherwise I will feel guilty even if I die."

Hearing this, Aaron pursed his lips and released his arm.

Bard breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the crowd solemnly, and said loudly: "Death is what you will bring us, the dragon flame that destroys everything. If you wake up the beast, he will kill us all."

Thorin looked at Bard with some surprise, but quickly adjusted, "You can also listen to this naysayer, but I promise you that if we succeed, we will..."

"Ahem!"

The continuous coughing interrupted Thorin, and Aaron walked out of the crowd.

"Gaius, what do you mean?"

"Uh, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I just think that the king's promise should not be too casual." Aaron smiled awkwardly but politely, "I suggest at least rebuilding the entire Long Lake Town, what do you think?"

Thorin was stunned for a moment, he almost said to share the wealth of Eluber just now.

But in fact, this is really impossible. If all the money is given to these townspeople, how can the dwarves rebuild Eluber.

"That's right." Thorin silently lowered the standard and shouted loudly: "We will help rebuild the entire Esgaroth."

The townspeople were delighted. They had lived in such a dirty and messy environment for decades, so they were very happy to have someone to help them rebuild their homes.

Aaron was secretly relieved. Not everyone could restrain themselves in the face of huge wealth.

Now that this verbal agreement had been reached, it would not be too embarrassing if they fell out. If it didn't work out, they could just take out their share of the reward.

He didn't care much about money. One fifteenth of the treasure should be enough to rebuild this place.