People in the heavens are as rich as the enemies of the country

Mithril is not suitable for making weapons, that's obvious.

It's not that mithril is worse than an iron sword as a weapon. As a rare and precious material, mithril sword is certainly better than an iron sword, although it is not sharper than an iron sword - the sharpness attribute mainly depends on the craftsman. Craftsmanship, but it's sturdier and less likely to break.

Moreover, he will make the weapon very light, very light.

Lightness is a good attribute, which can greatly increase the user's shooting speed.

However, the improvement in sturdiness and lightness in weapons is far too low compared to the value Mithril should have exerted.

The same amount of mithril, if cast into a mithril chainmail, or even just a breast mirror, would be enough to add confidence on the edge of life and death.

Therefore, mithril armor is a treasure, and the first thought of the mithril sword dwarves when they see the mithril sword is to smelt it into mithril armor.

However, when Thorin Oakenshield saw the huge warhammer, he couldn't even think of smelting it. It was too big and too ferocious. When it was held in Sarin's hand, when it was accompanied by those sharp spikes When the dancing sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling hit the troll's face.

Thorin Oakenshield had to admit that this thing was definitely a dwarf's dream weapon.

The sturdiness and lightness of mithril are brought to the extreme in this weapon. The lightness allows the dwarf to wield this war hammer that is much larger than himself, while the sturdiness prevents the hollow hammer from deforming in battle— —

Thorin Oakenshield never believed that this thing was solid. After the fall of Moria, even if all the mithril in Middle-earth were collected, there would never be enough to build such a solid warhammer.

Moreover, although Mithril is much lighter than steel, it is so huge that if this thing is solid, Thorin thinks that even he cannot swing it, let alone Sarin. He is considered to be extremely talented among dwarves, but he has competed with Sarin before, and his strength is still far behind him.

This was also the thought of the other dwarves present.

Only Tang Sen and Shalin knew the truth. This thing was really solid. A hollow giant hammer was not so powerful that it could flatten a thick-skinned troll.

Faced with Thorin Oakenshield's question, Shalin's excitement cooled down. Only then did she remember the character of this dwarven royal family and the leader of everyone.

He is a born king, and throughout his life, he has been fighting for the survival of the Durin dwarves and for retaking the Lonely Mountain.

For this reason, he can endure human beings' difficulties, be the first to put down his arrogant self-esteem, and become a small blacksmith just to support children and women. For this reason, he can also not be afraid of death and go all the way to face that An evil dragon, just to restore Durin's honor.

But at the same time, he is also an arbitrary king. He will never tolerate any rebellion. He is accustomed to keeping everything in his own hands and does not like any accidents, even if the accident does not necessarily bring bad results.

Obviously, Thorin Oakenshield is now more concerned about the reason why Sarin disobeyed his orders and left Eredlon than the surprise of being rescued.

As a result, Shalin didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"I hired her." Tang Sen's voice interrupted from the side. Shalin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took a step back.

She was really afraid of facing Thorin. In comparison, she would rather face three, no, ten trolls!

"Employment?" Thorin chewed the word and turned his attention to Tang Sen: "Why don't I know about this?"

He was only tall enough to look up at Tang Sen, but his tone was habitually condescending.

"I think I don't need your permission." Tang Sen was not too polite.

"But the Durin dwarves need it." Thorin almost finished this sentence the moment Tang Sen paused, and then ignored Tang Sen.

He looked around, his eyes sweeping across the faces of every hired dwarf. The dwarves reflexively avoided looking.

"I remember that when I proposed to go to the Lonely Mountain, you chose to stay in Eredlon. I did not force it. I understand your fear of the evil dragon, and I also understand your feelings towards Eredlon."

"I didn't force you, because you grew up in Eredlon, which is your current home. You shoulder the responsibility of protecting your home, protecting the underage children, and protecting the thin women."

"And I am responsible for taking back my former home and making Lonely Mountain belong to the dwarves again."

Thorin's voice gradually became louder and his anger became stronger:

"But I didn't expect that the glory of taking back the Lonely Mountain would not make you take up arms, but some insignificant money would make you leave Yridron happily?"

His voice echoed over the jungle, and every dwarf lowered his head.

Thorin saw this scene, took a deep breath, and lowered his tone: "Now, I order you to return to Eredlon."

"Especially you, Sarin."

"But -" Shalin tried to speak, but when she raised her head and saw Thorin's eyes, she quickly lowered her head.

"There is no but, I have told you countless times." Thorin said: "Many things are responsibilities that men must face, and you have your responsibilities. The Durin dwarves do not need and cannot allow you to wield weapons in combat. .”

"I can't." Shalin lowered his head and muttered.

"Louder, I can't hear you." Thorin stared at her intently.

Shalin gritted his teeth and raised his head suddenly: "I can't!"

She summoned up the courage to shout: "I have sworn to Dulin that my war hammer will be used by Tang Sen and will never betray him."

"This is an oath."

"How could you swear an oath to a human so easily -" Thorin frowned again, "and in the name of Durin."

He gave Tang Sen an indifferent look and said, "A dwarf will never break his oath."

Shalin breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when he saw Thorin waving to the other dwarves and shouted: "What are you still doing? Take Shalin back to Eredlon."

"In the name of Thorin Oakenshield, you are not allowed to leave Eredlon until this human's lifespan ends." He glanced at Tang Sen again and said slowly: "If this human tries to drive you, you are welcome. If he goes to Eredlon, you won't break your oath."

Tang Sen gently took off the hood on his head. At this time, the morning light had illuminated the jungle, and Tang Sen's expression was particularly clear in everyone's sight.

There was no displeasure on his face, even a smile, and he just said:

"I'm not interested in what you have to say."

"It's just that if you're going to let the dwarves I hired go, we need to talk."