Harry Potter's Uchiha Blood

Ten minutes later, the Irubor Dwarf Chamber.

Julian, Thranduil, Dann, and Balin were sitting at the long table, Dann and Balin all had expressions of excitement on their faces.

"So you Iron Hills dwarves have emigrated here?" Julian asked, looking at Dan as he sipped his cider.

Dan nodded and replied, "Yeah, all of them have immigrated, and there are only one hundred and ten people left at home, and the rest have all moved over.

"You are really willing to give up. After all, it is your home. If you say give up, you will give up?" Julian asked in surprise.

Dan shook his head, and then said, "We are all descendants of Turin. In other words, Irubor is our home, and the Iron Hills is just a place where we live temporarily." replied calmly.

Julian nodded, and then asked, "Then you should have brought all the military power of "257"?"

"Of course, my iron foot army originally had a total of 1,000 people. After the war ten years ago, the 500 people who came to support us left 400 people. I selected some people from the tribe to join in. Now my iron foot army has about 1,500 people, all of them are in Irubor." Dan replied proudly.

Hearing this, Julian nodded, and just about to speak, the door of the meeting hall was opened. The eyes of the four people present all looked at the door of the meeting hall. They saw a man wearing a black coat, a crown on his head, and his face The serious dwarf is pushing the door open.

After scanning the circle of the four people in the chamber, the dwarf turned his eyes to the face of the human youth who was looking at him with a smile on his face. The serious expression on his face instantly turned into joy and excitement. "Julian Wooless, my friend, it is great to meet you."

As he spoke, the dwarf strode forward and hugged Julian, and Julian also hugged the dwarf, "Me too, my friend, it's great to see you" Kang Lin

After a long time, Sorin let go of Julian, pulled Julian to sit down, and said with a smile, "You have been sleeping for a long time, ten years, ten years, if you don't wake up again, I think you are going to die." Woolen cloth.

As soon as Thorin finished speaking, Thranduil's face was instantly filled with anger, "Hey, speak auspiciously, Julian has the blessing of the goddess Varda and the protection of Lady Galadriel, so why can't it work?"

Looking at Thranduil's serious face, Julian suddenly understood why the relationship between dwarves and elves has been bad since ancient times. The innate compatibility of the two races is not compatible.

Julian reached out and grabbed Sorin who was about to stand up, and said with a serious face, "Now is not the time to talk about this, Sorin, I am here this time for you to recover the Moria mine."

Hearing Julian's words, Sorin's expression froze instantly, and then a hint of impatience appeared on his face, "Why, Julian, are you here to stop me too? Do you know that the Moria mine contains How much mithril is there? Do you know how much our strength can be improved as long as we mine those mithril? Many ideas and assumptions of our dwarves all need mithril to realize. Julian, I am from the Moria mine It must be recovered!!!!"

After Sorin finished speaking, Julian said, "It's over, it's over, then I'll say it, first of all, Sorin, I'm not here to prevent you from recovering Moria, on the contrary, I agree with you very much Say, but," looking at the smile on Sorin's face, Julian raised his voice and continued, "But, Sorin, you have to know that the Balrog is a very, very big obstacle to regaining Moria, you You know, if we don't destroy the Balrog, then even if we regain Moria, it will be useless, do you understand that, Thorin."

Sorin nodded reluctantly, "Yes, I understand, I understand, what you said is correct, the Balrog is a big obstacle, I know all of this, but if it is only because there is something that hinders us If I just do nothing, I'm a little bit reconciled to putting those mithrils there for nothing, Julian."

Julian nodded, "Yes, I understand your thoughts, Sorin, but this matter requires a careful plan, and you can't let it go. I agree with the recovery of Moria, but the method of recovery is open to discussion. However, you Don't worry about Sorin, I will give you an answer within a month.

A thoughtful look appeared on Sorin's face, and after a long time, Sorin nodded, "Okay, my friend, I'll give you a month, and after a month, no matter what, I will send troops to Moria. "

Julian nodded approvingly.

Seeing Julian nodding, the pensive expression on Thorin's face disappeared, replaced by an excited expression, "Okay, the troublesome things are over, my friend, we should have the banquet now!!!!"

Saying that, Sorin stood up and pulled Julian beside him to the outside of the conference hall...

Thranduil did not attend the banquet, but returned to the Forest of Silver, but before leaving, he asked Julian to return to the Forest of Silver after the banquet.

When they came to the place where the banquet was held, Sorin pulled Julian to sit beside him, and before the banquet started, he held up a large wine glass and said loudly, "This is Julian Wooris, the savior of our Turin dwarves, Starlight Wizard , from now on, as long as the people of Turin see Julian, they will be like seeing me. His orders are my orders, and everyone must obey them, because without him, we Turin dwarves would not be where we are today. We drink to our savior.

Following Thorin's order, all the dwarves present raised their wine glasses and drank them down.

Looking at a large group of dwarves drinking with their heads up in front of Julian, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless, well, my lord hasn't said anything yet, you should drink it first, thinking this way, Julian also raised the cup in his hand The large wine glass drank it with a gurgle, not to mention that the beer brewed by this dwarf tastes really good.

Although it is noon now, because the sunlight outside the mountain does not shine in, it is the same as at night. The 1.1 dwarves have one thing that Julian loves and hates, that is, all dwarves, whether they are up to the king general or down As for ordinary soldiers, everyone at the banquet was very familiar. No, the large group of dwarf soldiers in armor in front of Julian was very illustrative.

Julian looked at the bearded people who had gathered together for some time, and not only felt a little headache, especially when Julian saw the large beer glasses in their hands, he felt a splitting headache. Alas, fortunately, I have Sober medicine, thinking of these words, Julian passed out not long after.

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