[The Hobbit] Dressed as a female dwarf

#Unnecessary quarrel#

"Aunt...?" Qili pointed at Silya and was speechless for a long time.

"Of course, Silya is the real aunt of you and Feli, although... she is really young." Sorin waved his hand, showing a "true" expression to Qili, and hugged Silya with a smile leave.

The real aunt?Qi Li's mind kept echoing So Sorin's words, with a helpless expression on his face, well, since his uncle said so, it shouldn't be fake, but... suddenly there was such a little aunt, he really do not adapt.

"Hey, Kili, hurry up and follow up." After walking for a while and seeing Kili not following up, Sorin could only stop and urge Kili who was still in a daze.

"Oh, okay." Kili came back to his senses, and trotted to Thorin's side.

Avoiding Silya's gaze, Kili approached Sorin carefully and asked, "Uncle, can I call her name instead of aunt?"

"Of course..." Yes, before Sorin finished speaking, Silya suddenly interrupted him and shouted, "No."

"I'm your aunt, so of course you have to call me aunt." Silya insisted with a sullen face on purpose, lying on Sorin's shoulder and watching Qili insist.

"Okay, okay." Qili nodded with difficulty, his pace slowed down unknowingly, and the distance between him and Sorin and Silya gradually widened.

"Silya, are you teasing Kili on purpose?" Seeing his nephew's troubled expression, Sorin asked in a low voice in Silya's ear.

"Yes, but who told me that I'm her aunt." Silya smiled slyly, and shouted at Qili who was far behind, "Nephew Qili, hurry up, you are behind again."

"Oh... oh, okay." Kili replied dryly, quickening his steps.

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The grand banquet of the dwarves today was held in the central square of the dungeon. The wide and empty central square is so big that it can accommodate almost all the dwarves of Iruber. Of course, the dwarves invited to the banquet this time are not all the dwarves of Iruber. So the central square at this time is still empty.

When Silya was carried by Sorin to the central square, the tip of her nose was filled with the tempting smell of barbecue. Vaguely, Silya saw the burning bonfires in the central square through layers of dwarves. Printed on every dwarf's blissful face.

"We stand on the highest mountain, looking at the hot mountains under the moonlight. We will go to the unspoken promise not long ago, because the homeland is a song that keeps echoing..." The dwarves raised their glasses to each other, affectionately Singing songs, singing of those who parted and came together again.

They were singing for Thorne, Silya smiled helplessly, Thorne's reputation among the Iruber dwarves was definitely not lower than that of Thorin, even though he had left Iruber for ten years without any reason.

"Oh...Cheers!" The central square was full of shouts, and everyone held up their glasses with joy.

"Silya, are you hungry?" Infected by everyone's joy, Sorin looked at the barbecue on the bonfire and asked Silya.

"A little bit, but... if you wait a little longer, I believe the taste of the barbecue will be even better." Silya explained with a grin.

After running wildly all morning, how could she not be hungry?

"Then we'll wait a little longer." Sorin said, walking towards the low tables placed around the central square, and sat down at a table at random. Sorin looked at the dwarves who started dancing around the bonfire in front of him with a smile on their faces. , and even hummed the tune of the Dwarves' dancing ballad.

Picking up a cup full of fine wine from the table, Sorin drank it with his head held high, and his cheeks were slightly red under the light of the fire.

"Sorin, I'm thirsty too." Silya sat bored, staring at Sorin with a pair of big eyes with a pitiful look.

"Wait." Thorin patted Silya's head, then turned his head and told the dwarf waiter standing behind him, "Go and bring a glass of water for Silya."

"Sorin, actually you know, this is what I want to try." Silya pointed curiously at the wine glass in Sori's hand.

The sweetness of the grape wine filled the tip of the nose, but Sorin would not let her touch it every time.

"Oh, this is not allowed, Silya, you are too young." Sorin refused Silya without hesitation, and moved the flagon in front of her to a place where Silya couldn't reach.

"..." Silya pursed her lips helplessly, just at this moment the voices of the dwarves cheering "Sol the King of the Mountain" came.

"We're going to go there for a while." Sorin said, pointing in the direction of Thor, the King of the Mountain.

At this moment, Thor was stroking his beard and looking for something. Thorin had reason to believe that he was looking for Silya.

"Oh" Silya responded, and walked away from the low table with short legs. Seeing that there were too many people here, Sorin was afraid that they would accidentally knock Silya down, so he hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Silya skillfully. into the bosom.

Of course Silya was happy to enjoy being hugged without walking, but when she found Thorn next to King of the Mountain glaring at her, she suddenly regretted it.

"Oh, my dear Silya, what have you been doing recently?" Saul asked with a smile and squinted his eyes.

"It's nothing, learn how to practice swords with Brother Sorin." Silya replied obediently. In front of Sol, she was still happy to call Brother Sorin.

"Then Sorin has to teach him with all his heart. Grandpa wants to learn Silya's swordsmanship later." Thor smiled and took out a peach from the fruit plate on the low table and handed it to Silya. It will start in a while, Silya will eat some fruit first."

"Thank you, my dear grandpa." Silya took the peach with a smile, and took a bite unceremoniously.A king is a king and has the only table where he eats.

"Since you've come back, you must have figured it out." Sol asked, looking sideways at his troubled son Thorn.

"Father, this is my home. Do I need any conditions to come back?" Thorne replied dissatisfied. He just couldn't understand how his son and father loved that woman and child so much.

"Thorn, you know what I'm talking about." Sol sighed, feeling helpless at his son's stubborn persistence.

"I don't know." Thorn replied coldly, looking straight at Sorin and Silya in his arms, "Sorin, the most shrewd dwarf prince in Iruber, you have now become a caregiver Is the baby's nurse? Doesn't she have long legs herself?"

When Thorn said that he was angry at the end, he simply pointed at Silya with a vicious look.

The gloomy and terrifying expression made Silya tremble unconsciously. Ten years ago, the scene of being sent away in a basket flashed in her mind. The eagle's claws that were as sharp as steel hooks were close in front of her eyes, and she in the basket, She could only feel the staggering danger, she wanted to call for help and cry, but the sound of the wind covered up her despair.

"Father" "Thorn" Thorin and the King of the Mountain reprimanded at the same time.

But Thorn became even more angry because of this. He turned around and cast his eyes on Saul, the king of the mountain, his father, and accused him angrily, "Father, you have no right to reprimand me. You should be ashamed of what you have done. Have you Thinking of Diss, your first granddaughter, she died, but you, you feel sorry for her for a moment."

"Thorn, being sad is not suitable for a king, but I promise God that I will take good care of the two children she left behind, instead of being like you, who is silent in meaningless sorrow all day long," said the King of the Mountain His voice suddenly became cold. He pointed to the dwarves in the central square who knew nothing about the quarrel, and said, "They rejoiced for the prince who left home and finally returned, and you... Thorn, You failed their kindness."

After the King of the Mountain finished speaking, he turned and left without hesitation. Thorne fell into a brief silence as he watched his father's back. Was he wrong?No, he wasn't wrong, it was the woman who killed Walter, and he'd drive that woman's child out of Iruber, however long he could wait.

After giving Silya a vicious look, Thorne also turned and left.

The grand banquet was not embarrassing because of the protagonist's departure. Fortunately, there were two guests from afar, Fili and Kili, and Iruber used his kindness to help them find the lost happiness.

That night, the songs in the central square were sung until dawn, and people danced and sang around the bonfire without stopping. Among all the people, only Silya and Sorin were worried.

"Silya, I apologize to you for my father." When sending Silya back to the room to rest, Sorin was apologetic.

"I accept your apology" if that makes you feel better.

Silya smiled forcedly and waved to Sorin, "Good night, go to bed early, Silya will still wake you up early tomorrow to patrol the city."

"Thank you, Silya." With a kiss on Silya's forehead, Sorin said in a low voice, "Good night, have a good dream."

The author has something to say:

Silya's ten-year-old life made me very worried. It is not difficult to predict that she will live under Thorn's wrath for the next ten years, so...

So the author decided to fast forward, fast forward ten years, to the time when the Arkan gem was about to be discovered. Hands up, come on, 1, 2, 3 starts.