"This way..."
"Damn, it stinks so much here..."
"I almost can't open my eyes..."
"Is there really any treasure here..."
"We've reached the end of the cave, why is there nothing?"
"Wow, look what we found. Those big pieces of feces, the smelly and dirty thatch, and the bones left by them. Are these the treasures we are looking for?"
"Where did Morgan go..."
"Damn, I really can't stay here any longer..."
"They've all come in, of course we have to search carefully..."
"Wait, there seems to be a road there..."
The messy footsteps and the mixed voices of the dwarves were particularly noisy in the extremely silent troll lair.
Morgan just listened for a moment and stopped paying attention.
The entrance to this troll's lair is very large, and there are many traces of troll activity around it.
As long as the expedition team is not stupid, they will definitely find this place.
The only difference is the length of time it takes to find it.
Morgan had spent some time outside at the end of the lair.
It also took some time to select various gems from the exquisite treasure chest filled with treasures in the corner.
The expedition team found this place a little faster than Morgan expected.
He wasn't surprised either.
His eyes returned to the cross-type high elf sword in his hand.
It looked like the sword was as clean as new after just wiping off the dust.
Morgan was very satisfied.
So he casually took off the long sword of the town guard that had been with him for more than two months and threw it on the ground.
Then he hung the high elf sword on his waist.
"Finally got it."
Morgan patted the sword with satisfaction, returned his eyes to the weapon rack again, and pulled out a second single-edged long sword.
"call..."
Morgan opened his mouth and blew.
After the thick dust flew around, Morgan saw clearly that the shape of the sword in front of him was more like the ancient long sword of China, the earth where he lived in his previous life.
Yes, even a weapon in the shape of a sword is still called a sword in this world.
The single-edged long sword is also silver-white in color.
The color looks darker than the long sword hanging on Morgan's waist.
It is also full of texture and high-end feeling.
"Wow..."
Morgan suddenly drew his sword.
There was not a trace of dust on the shimmering sword blade.
Guangguang just looked at the blade like this.
Morgan knew that this long sword was extremely sharp without even trying it.
This is also a weapon, but also a work of art.
"What a sword!"
Morgan couldn't help but sigh.
"Wow..."
The sword is sheathed.
at this time.
The other members of the expedition team finally came in.
"Morgan..."
"How will you be here..."
"It turns out that Morgan is faster than us..."
"That's what I said..."
When the expedition team entered the cave, the first thing they saw was Morgan holding a sword in his hand, and he immediately shouted out.
Then at the second glance, I saw gold and silver coins scattered on the ground, and, in the corner, a whole box of gold and silver treasures that made people dizzy.
"I don't think it's a good habit to leave these lying on the ground..."
"I think so too, it's such a waste..."
"Then let us clean them up for the master..."
"Well, that's a good idea..."
The dwarves stared at the gold and silver coins on the ground and murmured.
Immediately, these dwarves were seen bending down to pick up the scattered gold and silver coins at an unparalleled speed.
A group of dwarves in front kept digging for coins on the ground.
Gandalf, Thorin Oakenshield, Balin the Whitebeard and other main members followed behind him and then walked in.
Morgan was not surprised by the behavior of a group of dwarves.
If he hadn't seen a lot of money in his previous life, he wouldn't be short of money himself, plus he knew the location of the mountain-like sea-like treasures in the lonely mountain in the memory plot.
Only then did he have enough eyesight and a certain degree of immunity and concentration towards these treasures.
It is the first time for ordinary people to see so many gold treasures, and no one can remain calm.
Gandalf and Thorin Oakenshield are obviously not among this case.
He just glanced at the whole little thing and immediately focused on Morgan.
"Gandalf..."
Looking at Gandalf walking in, Morgan raised his hand and threw the single-edged sword in his hand.
"Thorin..."
After throwing a sword, Morgan once again pulled out the last shorter sword stuck in the dusty weapons rack, and threw it towards Thorin Oakenshield who was following Gandalf.
"This is not like a weapon that can be forged by trolls..."
Thorin Oakenshield took the dagger, held it in his hand for a while, and then spoke immediately.
He was of noble birth and had extraordinary knowledge, and he easily realized that the sword Morgan threw to him was not an ordinary sword.
"It doesn't look like it was forged by a human blacksmith..."
Gandalf nodded to answer, looked at the single-edged sword for a while, and then slowly drew out the blade.
"They were forged in Gondolin..."
"Forged by the High Elves of the First Age..."
Staring at the mark on the hilt of the sword, Gandalf slowly told the place where the sword was forged and the owner who forged it.
Gandalf said, looking up at the two men.
But he didn't expect Thorin Oakenshield to hear his words and immediately put the drawn dagger back into the scabbard.
After experiencing the dispute in the morning, Gandalf didn't understand what Thorin Oakenshield cared about, and he quickly said in a deep voice:
"This is the best in the world. There is no more sophisticated weapon than this!"
After hearing Gandalf's words, Thorin Oakenshield was obviously hesitant on his face.
At this time, Morgan picked up the sword hanging on his waist and gestured to Thorin Oakenshield.
Only then did Thorin Oakenshield completely ignore the fact that the dagger in his hand was forged by elves and drew out the dagger.
The blade of the sword is sensitive to light, as smooth as new, and extremely sharp!
Looking at such a sword, a smile appeared on the face of the knowledgeable Thorin Oakenshield.
"This is the biggest gain this time."
Morgan walked towards the two of them holding the elf sword.
"That's true..."
Gandalf smiled and put away the long sword, took the long sword from Morgan, looked at it carefully, and gave it to Morgan after saying a few words.
The dwarves on the side have cleared away the gold and silver coins scattered on the ground and stuffed them all into the exquisite treasure box.
"How should we allocate..."
"This is not simple. Of course, everyone should share it equally..."
"Good idea, do you want to divide it now?"
"We still have a long journey ahead of us. It's not convenient to carry these with us. Why don't we bury them and pick them up later..."
"It's really inconvenient to carry around. Besides, we don't need it now..."
"Okay, I think it's okay..."
"Then let's do it..."
A group of dwarves discussed the matter of dividing the treasure.
None of the main members of the team expressed their opinions.
So a unanimous decision was quickly reached to bury the box of treasure.
When the expedition team completely raided the nests of the three trolls.
While walking on the road back to the makeshift camp.
Suddenly, a low and terrifying howl sounded again.
The expressions of all members of the expedition team suddenly changed.
