I reforged the glory of the magic ring in Middle-earth

Chapter 93 I have a poor sense of direction, but I don’t think I am a poor sense of direction
Faced with the Brown Robe's cordial invitation, Thorin still wanted to refuse, but Tanes persuaded him.

"Thorin, how much do you know about Mirkwood?" Tanes asked.

Thorin thought for a moment and replied, "Not too much, and I haven't been here for a long time."

Tanes said, "Then we should get information about Mirkwood from Radagast. I remember you said it was the elves of Mirkwood who betrayed you dwarves, right?"

Thorin nodded silently.

Tanes took the opportunity to persuade him, "So you don't want to wander around in the dark in the Mirkwood and then stray into the elves' territory, right?"

Thorin nodded even faster this time.

Tanes shrugged and said, "Then let's ask Radagast carefully. It would be best if we could get a detailed map of Mirkwood so we can avoid those elves you hate."

Thorin and his fellow dwarves were persuaded by Tanes to come to Beorn's home.

Although Beorn's attitude towards the dwarves was not very friendly, he still observed basic courtesy, such as providing rich and delicious meat, fruit, honey and milk.

Bilbo and the dwarves enjoyed their meal very much. If Beorn had not been sitting on the main seat with a sullen face looking at them, the dwarves would have wanted to sing a song.

While they were eating, Tanes found Radagast alone and asked him for information about Mirkwood.

After hearing Tanes' words, Radagast smiled like an old naughty boy and gently placed the little white mouse on the ground. Then he stood up and replied, "Of course, of course, Gandalf told me everything. He told me that you would definitely ask for a detailed map, so before you came, I had my cute and hardworking little rabbits drag me around Mirkwood for a long time and drew everything that needed to be drawn."

He pulled out a relatively clean piece of paper from his brown robe, which was covered in dirt and...dried bird droppings. On it was a very detailed map drawn in clear ink, and Radagast's opinion of the place was thoughtfully marked next to the place name.

As Tanes studied the map, Radagast explained enthusiastically with a smile, "You can simply take the Old Forest Road through Mirkwood. There's no need to go through too much trouble. You might encounter patrolling forest elves along the way. With their help, you'll be able to get out of Mirkwood faster."

When Tanes heard Radagast's words, he immediately looked up from the map.

He first glanced at the dwarves and was relieved to find that they were immersed in the delicious food provided by Beorn. No one noticed the conversation between the two of them.

Tanes didn't even care about Radagast's dirty clothes. He pulled him away from the dwarves' table and whispered, "Don't ever mention elves to the dwarves, especially the elves of Mirkwood. They have irreconcilable conflicts. When Thorin and his companions encountered patrolling elves, I don't know if they mistook them for orcs and attacked them first, or if the elves arrested the dwarves first."

"Oh, oh." Radagast nodded in confusion.

Then Tanes picked up the map again and asked, "So is there a safe route that can avoid those elves? Can you help point it out?"

Radagast nodded without hesitation, but a look of difficulty crossed his face as he looked at the map.

Tanes noticed the change in the other person's expression and asked, "No?"

Now it was Radagast's turn to pull Tanes to a more secluded corner of the room. With the sunlight streaming in from the window, he held up the map and explained to Tanes, "Yes, there are, and they can all avoid the elves. But..."

With his unwashed and dirty fingers, he pointed out at least three paths on the map for Tanes.

However, Tanes did not show a satisfied expression, but looked thoughtfully at the "big spider" patterns painted beside the three roads.

He asked, "Do these patterns mean that we might encounter these giant spiders along these three roads?"

Radagast explained, "Yes, I mentioned these evil creatures when I last saw you and Gandalf. Originally, their range of activity was limited to the forest around Dol Guldur, but in recent months, their range has become increasingly widespread. Just two months ago, they even began to boldly intrude into the territory of the forest elves and attack them."

Tanes was a little surprised: "What was the result? Were there any casualties among the elves?"

Radagast shook his head. "There weren't any casualties, but the giant spiders that broke in were completely wiped out. But this attack has also heightened the vigilance of the forest elves. The elves, who rarely ventured beyond their borders, have begun extensive patrols, or hunting patrols, throughout Mirkwood. Their target is these giant spiders, and as a result, they've been spotted on roads where they wouldn't normally be seen."

He then rubbed his clothes with his hands and pointed out several more roads. "These are the roads where elves wouldn't appear normally, but now, I can't guarantee that they won't. Besides, you mentioned that the dwarves in the house and the forest elves have a grudge against each other. If the two sides really meet, I think it might be more difficult than you think."

Tanes asked in confusion, "What's the more difficult reason?"

Radagast scratched his hair, which hadn't been washed in who knows how long and was even sticky, and said, "Those forest elves are more irritable than the elves of Rivendell you know. What you said reminds me that I've heard some rumors about the conflict between the dwarves of Lonely Mountain and the Elf King. If the dwarves think the elves are their enemies, then the elves must also think the dwarves are their enemies. I'm afraid that when you enter Mirkwood, you'll be suddenly shot by hidden elves. You must know that elves are very accurate archers..."

Tanes' expression suddenly grew serious. "Does that mean those elves might also be our enemies? Thank you for your reminder, Radagast. I will keep this in mind when we enter Mirkwood and will never let them harm my friends."

Radagast sensed Tanes's sudden murderous look and quickly said, "No, no, no, no. While dwarves and elves may not get along, you and the elves aren't sworn enemies. Those forest elves may have a bad temper, but they're not the type to refuse to listen."

Tanis was silent for a moment, and finally sighed: "Ah... if only Gandalf were here, I think he must know those forest elves."

Radagast comforted him, "Look at it this way. Gandalf has used his magic to tell me to make some preparations for you. Perhaps he has also used his magic to inform the Elf King in the forest, so that the elves under him will give way when they see you."

Tanes had to cheer up: "Then I can only hope so."

At this time, there were very heavy footsteps behind the two of them.

Tanes and Radagast turned at the same time, only to see the large figure of Beorn.

Tanes raised his head and looked at the shapeshifter who was two heads taller than him.

At this time, Beorn looked at him and Radagast expressionlessly, not knowing what the other was thinking.

Radagast blinked and looked at Beorn, asking what was wrong.

Beorn finally spoke, looking only at Tanis. "Your dwarf friends and the hobbit have eaten half of my food supplies, but they show no sign of stopping..."

"Oh, sorry." Tanes said quickly after glancing at the large table that was already piled high with CDs and food scraps.

The dwarves even took advantage of Beorn's absence to jump onto the large table, which was half their height, and begin tap dancing.

It was Fili and Kili who started the dance. Why didn't you do anything about it, Thorin?
Tanes looked closely and found that Thorin was leaning against the main beam of the house with a wine glass in his hand, looking at Fili and Kili with a smile on his face while looking slightly drunk.

Wait, why was Thorin drunk? He never drank alcohol to stay sober, and I remember he drank honey and milk, didn't he?
Beorn added, "And the milk-wine which I had stored up, the dwarves brought to the table when I was not noticing."

Okay, I understand why Thorin is a little tipsy, and why those dwarves are dancing on the table again.

"Bofur, blow your flute, and bring your good brothers Bifur and Bombur for a tune!" Dwalin said, laughing heartily as he emptied his glass of wine, which had been replaced with milk wine at some point. Almost everyone at the table was laughing; even Bernard, Aegon, and Millicent were caught up in the lively atmosphere of the dwarves, their smiles flickering involuntarily.

There was only one exception, or rather a hobbit.

Bilbo Baggins sat at the dinner table, feeling that this scene with the dwarves had happened to him in Bag End.

Especially when I saw that they were so happy that they used the roasted pork or sliced ​​cheese on the plate as sandbags to attack each other, and took pleasure in catching each other's food with their mouths, the familiar scene in my memory came back completely.

Although the dwarves caught all the food they threw to each other, there was no waste.

But Bilbo still couldn't laugh, because he had really experienced the dwarves destroying his own food storage room.

When Beorn turned and saw this scene, his face was as gloomy as water.

"I think Thorin will pay the corresponding money for this. By the way, do you have enough empty rooms here?" Tanes first stood behind Beorn with a headache expression, then hurried to the other side and said.

Beorn raised an eyebrow and repeated, "Empty room?"

Tanes nodded. "Yes, an empty room. You see, these dwarves are a little tipsy. They definitely can't continue their journey today, so is there a place for them to rest?"

Beorn took a deep breath, as if enduring something, and said emphatically, "Yes."

Tanes hurriedly expressed his gratitude until Thorin and the others fell drunk on the ground, and Beorn threw them one by one into his clean stable with a floor covered with grass.

Of course, Tanis, Bilbo, and Benar slept in the huge room where they ate during the day, and Beorn also brought them equally special and huge bedding.

It seems that this shapeshifter is indeed just dissatisfied with the attitude of the dwarves, and is not so cold towards Tanes and the others.

Bilbo was a hobbit and was very polite at mealtimes, so Beorn didn't dislike him.

It was not until the afternoon of the next day that the dwarves woke up from their hangovers one after another.

Under Beorn's gloomy face, Thorin generously paid for their food and drinks last night, and even the overnight accommodation in the stable.

Of course, Thorin only paid 13 silver coins for the overnight stay, saying that the place they stayed in was just a stable.

"You get what you pay for. That's the only thing dwarves value. We won't let those who entertain us suffer any loss, but don't try to take advantage of us either."

These are Thorin's exact words.

Beorn certainly didn't care how much Thorin paid for the night's stay; he only cared about when the dwarves left.

Radagast had gone off with his rabbits in the morning, and without the wizard of the Brown, it was evident that Beorn was beginning to lose control of his temper with the dwarves.

So Thorin hurriedly took the dwarves and left Beorn's cabin before the sun completely set.

A few days later, in the dark forest.

Tanes' mouth twitched as he looked at a group of elves who had emerged from some treetop or bush, all with their bows drawn and aimed at him, ready to shoot at any time.

Before Radagast left, he asked him about the daily routines of these forest elves. After finding out, he developed a method to cross the Mirkwood with the greatest possible safety.

But Tanes felt that Thorin should not be allowed to lead the team, because he just noticed that Thorin actually had a poor sense of direction.

How did Thorin lead the team into the territory of the forest elves?
Tanes had to work hard to avoid the big spiders and the roads where the elves were most likely to appear, but during a short rest, Thorin volunteered to lead the rest of the way, and he agreed.

He was worried that Thorin didn't know the way, so he kindly copied the map Radagast gave him and gave it to Thorin, and personally pointed out to him which way to go.

As a result, Thorin led his team into the elves' happy home.

Wait, it seems that when he arrived at Bilbo's house, he said that he almost found the wrong door.

In other words, when they got into the old forest, it was not only the fault of the Huorn, but also Thorin's contribution?
Thinking of this, the expression hidden under Tanes' mask became extremely interesting.

Not to mention Tanes, even the forest elves that came out were very puzzled.

They communicated with each other in Elvish: "How did these short people get through the defenses of other compatriots and enter the territory?"

"I don't know. They know a road that even we don't know?"

"Stop arguing! What happened here?"

A young male elf with his light blond hair standing up came out and asked in a stern tone.

"Lord Legolas, we found a group of dwarves who broke in, as well as four humans and a hobbit." The leading elf captain said very politely to the elf who appeared.

Then he noticed Thorin and the other dwarves glaring at him. He stopped, skillfully drew his bow and arrow, and with a cold smile, he threatened Thorin and the others in a language they could understand: "Don't think I won't kill you, dwarf. I'd be happy to do so."

Thorin said nothing, but raised his head and gripped the Frozen Shell Axe tightly in his hand.

But a figure stood in front of Thorin. Tanes stood in front of Legolas, staring at him, with the golden light of the holy seal shining in the palm of his hand.

Because of Legolas' tone, Tanis' tone also became very unfriendly. He threatened back: "Don't think that you can control us just because we are surrounded. Elf, dare you touch these dwarves?"

Although Thorin led him astray, he was still his friend, and Tanes would never allow Thorin to be pointed at by others with weapons.

While Tanes stood in front of Thorin, Bernal, Millicent and Aegon stood in other directions to ensure that no elves would suddenly shoot arrows to hurt the dwarves.

Thorin's tense heart relaxed, and he raised his chin provocatively and looked at Legolas.

(End of this chapter)