After eating and drinking, everyone patted their bellies and sat by the lake to pick their teeth.
Boromir burped and said, "It's obviously an octopus, but the flesh is so firm. It's really strange!"
"It doesn't matter, is it really okay?"
"..."
Boromir had a sudden thought, and felt that these words had some profound meaning. He looked at Russell intently, met those inscrutable eyes, and immediately regarded him as a confidant.
I checked with my eyes, it’s one of my own!
Aragorn: "..."
He also understood, but he shouldered the honor of Elendil, the human king, and could not express it, he could only hide it silently in his heart.
At this time, Aragorn saw the elf prince Legolas who came to the Woodland Kingdom with the same eyes as his.
The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
Gandalf: "..."
I understand too, why doesn’t anyone look at me and smile?
Thinking of this, Gandalf looked at the dwarf warrior Gimli, who immediately changed his face and spat on the ground: "What are you looking at? I don't understand anything. I'm not that kind of person!"
Gandalf: "..."
With his heart pounding, Gandalf wanted to ask Elrond how he selected this group of people to form the Fellowship of the Ring.
Could it be that Elrond, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, is also...
"Gandalf, have you found the entrance to the Mines of Moria?" Russell put away the iron pot and tied dozens of kilograms of octopus meat to Nightmare's back. It is difficult to ride horses in the mines, but Nightmare is obviously no longer in this category. As long as there is space, If it is enough, you can flow freely.
"I found it. The dwarf's secret language is a little difficult. I'm still thinking about it." Gandalf said.
"What code word?"
Everyone was surprised, packed up and came to the Gate of Ithildin. Gandalf pointed to the writing on the door and said: "It says Gate of Turin, Lord of Moria. Say friend and then enter."
"It sounds very simple. Just say 'friend'." Frodo said innocently, and the three hobbits agreed. The answer was written on the wall. They didn't see what was so difficult.
"Haha, you are too young. The Gate of Turin is of great significance, and the secret words of the dwarves have other meanings!" Gandalf touched Frodo's head and said with a smile.
"Aragorn, how do you say your friend in Elvish?" Russell suddenly asked.
"Mellon, what's wrong?"
Aragorn replied, and as soon as he finished speaking, the starry Door of Ithildin opened open, revealing the dark cave.
Gandalf: "..."
Seeing that the door was successfully opened, he suddenly woke up and understood the deep meaning of the dwarves.
Elves and dwarves are hostile to each other. It is impossible for elves to say the word "friend" to dwarves. Therefore, if you pronounce "friend" in Elvish language, you will be a true friend of the dwarves, and you will be allowed to enter Moria.
"Wow, Russell, you are so powerful!" Frodo exclaimed.
"Hahaha, no matter where you are, it's just as powerful."
"It's really amazing. I saw Gandalf holding it in at the door for a long time, but he never succeeded."
"I saw it too!"
"Me too."
"And I!"
The four hobbits raised their hands one after another, saying that they saw Gandalf blocked by the door and could not figure out the answer to the riddle.
At this time, the gap in human sophistication is most reflected. The hobbits have a talk, but Aragorn and the others are silent. They had been concentrating on catching octopus and saw nothing.
"Come on, let's go in."
Gandalf looked serious as he walked into the dark entrance of the mine. He was a mature Maia and had no idea what Frodo and the other four were talking about.
Everyone walked into the Gate of Ithildin in the moonlight. In front of them was a wide stone staircase. It was unknown when it was excavated. It was solid and complete, and had not been eroded by the years at all.
But unlike what Gimli said, there was no wine and barbecue, and there were no hospitable dwarves. There was just dust and cobwebs on the ground, and endless darkness.
Continuing forward, the moonlight could not penetrate deeply. Gandalf waved his hand to signal everyone to stop. He took out the white magic stone, placed it on the tip of the staff, twisted it twice like a light bulb, and then raised it with one hand.
Ding!
Bright!
Russell: "..."
…
Gandalf's lighting skills are really powerful. Even though the magic stone is only the size of a baby's fist, it can clearly illuminate an area a thousand meters away. However, the light is not dazzling when viewed directly.
When they reached the end of the steps, a hall paved with bricks and stones appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and then they were all stunned on the spot, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Corpses wearing broken armor were scattered all over the ground. Broken weapons were scattered everywhere. They were covered with cobwebs and dust. They had been dead for a long time, and they were all the bones of dwarves.
Boromir's scalp was numb: "This is not a mine, it should be called a tomb."
"No, this is not true! No!" Jin Li, a dwarf warrior, knelt down and knelt in front of the bones and cried out in grief.
Legolas stood beside Gimli, picked up the arrow from the corpse, observed it carefully, and his expression suddenly changed.
"It's an orc!"
After saying that, he threw the arrows on the ground and took out his longbow as a warning. Everyone grabbed their weapons and slowly moved closer together. Gimli's cry of grief just now was too loud, and it was likely to attract the orcs.
No one blamed Jinli. If they had seen the bones of their clan members, they would probably react even more violently.
"Gandalf, should we change our route?" Aragorn asked solemnly. The mines of Moria have become the lair of the orcs, and it will be very dangerous once they go deep.
"The dark cracks are naturally dangerous, but we have no other choice. We must go through the mine..." Gandalf highlighted the illumination spell and walked in front of the opponent: "Everyone must be vigilant, there are monsters more terrifying than orcs!"
Before entering the mines of Moria, Gandalf knew that the dwarves here had been destroyed. The reason was the war between dwarves and orcs.
Moreover, he also knew that the dwarves mined too deeply and triggered a powerful evil force.
Morgoth's Balrog!
The dwarves were unable to defeat or even drive away the Balrog, so they traveled far away to the Lonely Mountain. The mines of Moria became the home of the orcs, controlled by Sauron.
Later, the evil dragon Smaug occupied the Lonely Mountain, and the dwarves once again left for a foreign land.
Later, Gimli's cousin Balin led his companions back to rebuild Moria, but was killed by orcs, leaving corpses all over the ground.
Russell didn't know any of the above. He only knew that he would eat the Balrog soon. Bah, it was time to fight the Balrog soon.
Russell felt heartbroken when he thought of Gandalf and the Balrog falling into the bottomless abyss. He couldn't bear the tragedy happening in front of his eyes and decided to help Gandalf.
As for Gandalf not being promoted to White Robe Mage...
Who cares?
Ahem, you can't say that. Gandalf the Gray is already very powerful and doesn't need to prove anything by defeating the Balrog.
Besides, who was Gandalf? Did he care whether his robes were gray or white?
That's definitely not the case!
After some analysis, Russell made up his mind that he should eat what he should eat!
