After everyone had settled down, Sheyan found an excuse to call Reef over. He said he was going out to settle a small matter, and the others didn't dare to question him, only reminding him to pay attention to his safety.
In truth, the two of them were searching for Melody's hidden treasure. It wasn't that Sheyan didn't trust Melody's tribesmen, but because this matter was too important, the fewer people who knew, the better.
The two of them traversed through the pine forest in the night. Ice shards constantly fell from the branches above, slipping into their necks, occasionally causing them to shiver. That icy cold sensation felt as though it was slicing their skin.
"The last time I came here, I was really in a sorry state." To avoid this damnable sensation, Sheyan could only find some topics to talk about to Reef, to distract himself.
Reef also shivered as he replied.
"If we encounter Lurtz now, I reckon we're doomed."
Sheyan shuddered as he replied.
"Right now, Lurtz should be in Isengard. Even if we want to encounter him, we won't be able to. Oh right, take note of this damned compass. "
At present, Sheyan was holding onto a strange object. It looked like a spittoon, the kind that was filled to the brim. However, that wasn't the main point, but the black object floating on the surface of the water. It was said that if there were any ores nearby, that object would sink to the bottom.
This was a magic prospecting compass that was commonly used by the dwarves from Mr. Segimli. This object was able to detect minerals within three meters of the ground. Sheyan clearly remembered that time when he pointed out the direction of Melody's escape. Therefore, with the aid of this object, he felt that it wouldn't be a difficult matter to find a lost object.
Suddenly, Reef exclaimed excitedly.
"It sank, it sank!"
Sheyan instantly became excited, immediately aiming at that 'spittoon'. Oh, no, beneath the prospecting compass, he pulled out a shovel and started digging. With the monstrous strength of a contestant, 10 minutes later, a huge hole was formed. Oh, after a careful search, Sheyan discovered half a rusted arrowhead … ….
The two of them looked at each other and suddenly had an ominous premonition in their hearts. This overly sensitive prospector might bring them a lot of "surprises" tonight!
Then … the two of them began their miserable life of digging holes.
In the long process of searching, they found 7 pieces of iron ore, 3 rusty arrowheads, a broken armour, and finally ….. when they were in despair, they relied on their naked eyes to discover an ordinary looking chest. It could be seen that this chest was hastily concealed by tree branches and mud, and was placed here. Sheyan stood there blankly for half a day, opening the chest. The treasured collection of the revered Saruman wizard appeared in front of their eyes.
At this moment, the light from the treasure shone on their cheeks.
14.65 pounds of mithril
Precious gems: Ruby x3, Sapphire x4, Cat's Eye x2. "
Three pounds of fine gold.
Moreover, these Mithril and Adamantine had been purified by magic, and their purity had even reached 99.9%. The Mithril and Adamantine that were circulating in the world only had a purity of about 40%! Therefore, after doing market research, Sheyan knew that this was absolutely a fortune that could make even the devil widen his eyes in envy!
"I'm so foolish." Sheyan was stupefied, his face drenched in mud and sweat. He muttered to himself. "Based on Melody's weak physique and strength, and without proper tools, how could she dig a hole to bury it! This feeling of immersion is really killing me! "
At present, the two of them had already left the campsite for 4-5 hours. It was almost daybreak. If not for them being able to contact the elves to ensure their safety, the elves would've already come searching for them.
Sheyan and Reef returned to the campsite in a trashy state, and immediately fell asleep with loud snoring noises. This intense search had truly exhausted all of their energy. All of the cleanliness loving elves were speechless at the sight of the two filthy, sweaty elves, but they could only bear with it.
Looking at the two of them, they would definitely sleep until the afternoon, and perhaps they would only be able to return home tomorrow. Therefore, the elves spent some time here, clearing away the trees and setting up a rather large campsite. Then, they started researching on how to make the campsite more aesthetically pleasing.
*****
The two of them slept until four in the afternoon, when the sun was already setting in the west.
Several rays of light shone through the gaps between the branches and leaves. The surroundings were tranquil, not a single sound could be heard. A sense of vigilance welled up in Sheyan's heart. Logically speaking, the accompanying elves should be staying in the campsite, and would be playing flutes or similar instruments in their free time. Why was the surroundings so quiet?
Startled, he crawled to his feet and lifted the thick curtain that was woven with pine needles. Instantly, he saw that the entire campsite looked brand new. There was even a parapet wall formed by pinewood. All the trees within a square kilometer had been chased away. In such a flat area, hostile creatures would have to face the elusive and accurate elven archers. It would be a nightmare for any hostile creature to face them.
"Dammit, what happened? Why did those elves vanish into thin air?" Sheyan couldn't help but curiously ask. Fortunately, his suspicions were quickly answered.
Following the crunching sounds of stepping on snow, a group of elves returned with their heads held high and their chests puffed out. They were as proud as a military honor guard. Even the gigantic Ferrell was strangely walking at the back of the group.
Beside the elves, roughly 50-60 dwarves were walking stiffly with stiff faces. Sheyan squinted his eyes and searched with great difficulty. Finally, he found a familiar face amongst the dwarves. That's right, it was the only dwarf he knew – Segimli.
Without a doubt, the reason why the campsite was empty was because the pride of the elves had flared up. Thus, they insisted on using the most perfect ancient etiquette to welcome this group of dwarves who appeared to be of high status.
Of course, this wasn't because the elves were magnanimous and used virtue to win the dwarves over. Instead, it had to be understood from the opposite direction. Their intention was extremely obvious – Little dwarves, do you country bumpkins understand the ancient etiquette? Do you know how to return the greeting?
However, it seemed that there was also a knowledgeable master among the Dwarves. Under his guidance, the Dwarves displayed the present situation of returning the greeting. Both sides began to compete with each other and thus fell into a deadlock. They could only awkwardly walk through this awkward situation.
Upon seeing Sheyan, Segimli immediately tossed his ancient etiquette to the summit of the Misty Mountains. Like a joyful donkey, he pounced towards Sheyan and exclaimed, "That's right."
"Dearest friend, I really missed you … … .that magical wine flask of yours."
Sheyan was originally beaming with joy, but after hearing his words, his face instantly darkened as he kicked Segimli.
"Who are you, I don't f * cking recognize you … …"
After a series of commotion, Segimli started introducing his entourage to Sheyan. Firstly, it was his uncle + chieftain, Segimli Stonehammer. Then, it was the tribe's most outstanding blacksmith, Magni Hearthfire. Then, it was the master of enchantment, Tecklin Tinsilk. Lastly, there was the disciple of Magni Hearthfire and the elite warriors of the tribe. It appeared as though the backbone of the entire tribe was mobilized.
The reason why they rushed over so quickly was simple. The Segimli tribe was currently in a terrible fix and was searching for all sorts of clues. When they heard that Rivendell had gathered almost all the merchants of the continent, and that there was still half a year before the Shari-Aracat convention, they rushed over to try their luck. Who would have thought that Segimli, who was out training, had already found a way! This caused the dwarves to be overjoyed at this unexpected good news! In fact, when Segimli contacted them, the dwarves were already not far from Rivendell.
Thus, the impatient dwarves were afraid of any unexpected variables. They immediately sought out twilight elf Melody and requested for her to dispatch an elf. This elf was able to sense the magical imprint on Elder Desirese Roots and the rest. Furthermore, Sheyan and the rest had thoroughly slaughtered the orcs along the way. Thus, this morning, the dwarves rode on small tamed Thor 'Rock Golems and successfully located Sheyan and the rest.
Without a doubt, the arrival of the dwarves was a huge surprise for Sheyan. This signified that his plan could be executed ahead of time. Thus, Sheyan smiled faintly as he led these distant guests out of the frozen coniferous forest and to a nearby hillside where they could bask in the sun.
The dried grass that had been exposed to the sun for an entire afternoon was soft and warm. Sitting on top of it had a warm charm. Of course, if paired with a few bottles of rum that had a unique taste for dwarves and a sizzling wild boar that was roasted, then there was no doubt that it would form a very good atmosphere for a discussion.
"Segimli has selflessly assisted me on many occasions during our journey to Rivendell, and even bestowed me with friendship." Sheyan continued. "Therefore, when I heard of his predicament, I began to think of ways to aid him."
Speaking till here, Sheyan bluntly took out a small portion of the loot he obtained from Saruman. Roughly 30 grams of mithril and a ruby. He earnestly continued.
"I am a believer of the High God. I offered all my wealth to the High God in hopes that he would repay me with something I desire. Instead, the High God told me that he requires a powerful spatial magic equipment. If I offer it to him, my wish will be granted. To prove that this is not a scam, and to prove my friendship with Segimli, I even borrowed his majesty the Twilight Elf's crown. This is the mithril and high grade forging materials that I exchanged for with my entire fortune. " If you like this work, I welcome you to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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