Anyang had no choice but to lift the wooden stick and repeat again tirelessly: "My name is Ain, a wandering wizard, and I will be your companion."

Thorin looked at Gandalf in confusion: "You didn't say that there would be fifteen people in our team."

“In fact, I also like it…”

"Maybe he wants to give you a surprise." Anyang interrupted.

"…outside." Gandalf said.

Solin turned his head and looked straight at Anyang, his eyes so sharp that it was impossible to look directly, and it also made people ignore his height that was only half as high as an ordinary person: "Tell me, who are you!"

"A person who noticed the arrival of darkness, a person who knew where you were going to do what, a person who could provide you with good luck and help, and a person who could understand the moon Runevan on your map." An Yang looked at the dwarf prince who seemed particularly terrifying at this moment. "At least, my joining will help you avoid asking for help from King Ailon. You will definitely not understand the riddles on this map alone."

"So, tell me!" Thorin suddenly took a step forward and picked up the stick beside him. "When can an ordinary oak branch I picked up randomly anywhere be used as a staff?"

"Puff haha..."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The dwarf next to him burst into laughter.

Anyang also smiled, stared at the dwarf prince, held the wooden stick from his hand, and said calmly: "You can use the oak branches as the shield to resist the blasphemer Asog, why can't I use them as a staff?"

He tried hard, and Thorin held the stick tightly, preventing him from taking it, and looked at him coldly.

Anyang smiled again, so

"Crack!"

A small blue and white arc emerged from the oak branch, surrounding the branch and hit Thorin's hand.

"hiss!"

Thorin whined in pain and threw away the branches.

In an instant, all the dwarves were ready!

Anyang reached out to catch it, held it in his hand, ignored the fierce gaze of the dwarves, and said, "Now do you believe in my identity as a wandering wizard?"

"So what?" Thorin held his hand burned by the arc and shouted, "Even if you have great skills, I will never allow someone who covets the treasures of our clan to accompany us!"

After saying that, he looked at everyone again: "How could he know who told this matter?"

An Yang shook his head: "Don't you figure it out yet? I know far more than you. My purpose is by no means the treasure of Gushan and the Akanbao Diamond, but the evil dragon, but all the enemies you met along the way, but the dark forces hidden behind those dangers!"

"The power of darkness? A trick of deceiving people!"

"I am not lying, but really, the dark power is making a comeback! You will anger the fire dragon in the process of stealing the Akanbals, and I am responsible for killing it, otherwise it will be used by the dark power! You will attract orcs in the process of going to Lone Mountain, they will send killers and army, and likewise, my purpose is to kill them!"

"You are a wizard, but a lie!" Solin looked at Anyang coldly.

"Orc?" Gandalf frowned, "They should have been dispersed long ago, and they were dispersed together with the dark power you mentioned, and it is impossible to form a large army again."

"No, they didn't."

"How did you know?"

"I have found their traces in Gondaba. They still exist and are huge, including the blasphemer Asog, who you think is dead, his son Borg." Anyang said calmly, "Peace has gone, and a new era of turmoil has quietly arrived. If we do not make plans earlier, darkness will sweep the earth!"

After speaking, many dwarves stared at him.

Solin, too.

It took them a long time to recover, and Solin even grabbed Anyang's collar and said urgently: "What... what did you say? How could that beast Asoge not die yet? He had passed away due to pain!"

"He didn't."

"Lie! Lie! I hurt him with my own hands!"

"But he is not dead. If you set out on the expedition to Gushan, you will soon see him!"

"No...I will never believe it!"

At this time, even Gandalf didn't speak.

Anyang also looked at Thorin coldly, broke free from his hand, and continued: "The dark power is brewing an offensive and may make a comeback at any time. You see the revival of your kingdom, but I must see the peace of the entire Middle-earth land!"

Thorin took a deep breath, calmed down and asked, "What evidence do you have to prove what you said?"

“Time will prove it soon.”

"Hmph!" Thorin sneered, and most of the other dwarves also responded with sarcastic sneer.

"What evidence do you have to prove yourself? Let me believe that you are a wandering wizard who sincerely helps us, or the messenger of justice you call, rather than the eyeliner sent by the remnants of the orcs, or the shameless rat who covets the treasure of the Lone Mountain who will stab us in the knife while we are asleep?"

“Time will prove it soon.”

"Ah hahaha..." Many dwarves laughed.

"At least you are unknown in the world, am I right?" Thorin did not laugh and stared at him.

"Soon, my name will resound throughout Middle Earth."

"Then I wish you good luck. In addition, your mother should be waiting for you to go home for dinner!" said Solin. "If she found out that you were not there when she entered the house and tucked the corner of the quilt, she would be worried."

"Sorin!" Gandalf frowned, "You should give a wizard the minimum respect!"

"What do you think? Gandalf."

Gandalf was silent, his wise eyes looked at Anyang's dark pupils and said, "Sometimes... sometimes I will be away from you, I will have some things to do. At this time, a wizard is in the team and will help you anyway. And he is also a good warrior, well, he said."

Hearing his words, the dwarves suddenly became quarrel.

"Please! No!"

"He is of unknown origin!"

"What can he do? Will light us when the flints don't work?"

"I think I can check if he is a good warrior, and I should do that too!"

Until Thorin frowned and shouted

"shut up!"

The scene suddenly became quiet.

Gandalf narrowed his eyes and said hesitantly: "In fact, I'm not sure. Many mortal wizards have unknown origins, but they cannot judge their abilities and purposes because of this. What he said makes some sense, but I don't know, I do feel that a dark force is gradually approaching Middle Earth, but I hope it's just that I feel wrong, you can..."

"Okay!" Solin waved his hand and looked at Anyang again, "Wandering Wizard, introduce yourself more!"

"My name is Ain, I am a human, Gondor from the south. Well, as Gandalf said, besides being a wandering wizard, I am actually a good warrior, and I am also a good archer. By the way, I am still a half-prophet. If you want to call this."

"What? You used the word archer instead of archer? I heard it right?"

"Have you predicted how you died?"

"Do you use a sword or a hammer?"

The dwarves sneered and asked a lot of questions.

"Yes, archer, I usually don't use words randomly. I will never die. Morgoth can't kill me even if I come here in person. I am proficient in all kinds of weapons." Anyang answered one by one.

"Oh, it turns out that this is not a liar, this is a madman, or an arrogant maniac!" Devalin said hilariously, "It seems that you can stand up to everyone in our team alone, but our purpose here is to find a thief. There is only one thief in our team, not a omnipotent god!"

"Okay, Devalin!" Thorin stopped, then looked at Baggins again, with a look in his eyes, "What about you, have you participated in a war? Can you fight, or something else?"

"Sorry, if you want to know, I have some skills in Kang Ke Opera! But I didn't understand, what does it matter..."

"I think so, too," Thorin said, then turned to the others, "I don't think he looks like a thief, but a grocer!"

The dwarves burst into laughter.

Soon, the dwarves sat down at the dining table, and Solin drank fish soup and ate bread.

The lights reflect this scene extremely rigorously.

"What's the news about the Iredellon Conference? Who's coming?" Bahrain asked Thorin, smoking a cigarette.

"All of them are here, and there are people in the seven kingdoms."

The dwarves immediately smiled happily.

"What's the news about the Iron Hill Kingdom? Is Dann with us?" asked Devalin.

"No, they won't come, they say this is our adventure, just ours," Thorin said.

Suddenly, all the dwarves looked disappointed.

Anyang was watching quietly from the side.

This feeling is very wonderful. He had seen this picture once, but now he read it again in a more realistic and immersive way. He needs to experience it carefully to find out all the differences between the world constructed by the director and the reality.

Gandalf asked Bill Bodo to bring some candles, and spread a map on the table, and looked at Bakins at the same time, saying, "Far away from the east, crossing mountains and rivers, crossing forests and wastelands, another towering and lonely peak is our destination."

"Irube..." Baggins looked at the map.

The dwarves began to recite the prophecy of the past, and Anyang still remembers the sentence as follows

"The current bird flies back to Irubo means that the rule of the beast is over!"

"…What beast?" Baggins asked.

"Smaug, the giant Smaug, the greatest disaster of our time," said the dwarf Pofort, "the fire-breathing breath, the razor-like teeth, the hook-like claws, especially the precious metal."
To be continued...