Chapter 239

Originally, Wayne thought that facing his proposal, the first one to express dissatisfaction should be Prince Thorin.

However, before Thorin could speak, the young and vigorous Fili and Kili stood out and asked:

"Mr. Wayne, you seem to be very confident in your strength and look down on the evil dragon Smaug who defeated the dwarf clan. Why don't we have a contest to see if anyone is bragging."

Wayne was not angry upon hearing this. He turned his head to look at Prince Thorin and Balin. Seeing that the two dwarves in charge did not stop him, and the gray wizard Gandalf also had a very interested expression, Bilbo was quite anxious, looking like he wanted to persuade.

He laughed secretly in his heart. Since this is the case, let's establish prestige first.

Wayne maintained a flat expression on his face and looked at Kili and Fili. These two young dwarves were less than a hundred years old. They were both young people born in the place where the dwarves fled the Lonely Mountain and came to the Blue Mountains. They did not participate in the Battle of Moria and had never seen the real Smaug. They had no real concept of the evil dragon mentioned by their predecessors.

They are Thorin's nephews, the children of Thorin's sister Dis, and the youngest dwarves of the Durin family.

In the original book, these two young dwarves, in order to protect Thorin, died together with their uncle in the subsequent Battle of the Five Armies, which also led to the death of the entire Thorin line of the Durin family, and the title of King Under the Mountain was inherited by Thorin's cousin Dain Ironfoot.

Wayne thought for a while and did not agree to the challenge of Kili and Fili, but clapped his hands, made a crisp sound, and then said to everyone looking at him: "Since everyone is suspicious of my strength, then, I will use practical actions to prove myself."

"It just so happens that everyone is full, let's have some after-dinner exercise."

Speaking of this, he didn't care whether everyone was willing or not, took the lead to stand up from his seat, then left the banquet hall and came to an indoor training room on the first floor.

As a warrior who advocates force, his manor of course has such a fully equipped training ground. It is a pity that even if he stayed in Middle-earth in the past, he was mostly training in the wild and rarely used it here.

However, Old Ford managed it well. Even if it was not used often, it was still clean and tidy, equipped with all the equipment for training.

Wayne reached out and took a wooden sword from the weapon rack, and then said to the dwarves behind him:

"Come on, dwarves, let's have a contest."

"Although swordplay is only the most inconspicuous part of my strength, if I don't defeat all thirteen of you dwarves within five minutes, then, I will accompany you to the Lonely Mountain without any reward, how about it?"

As a dwarf prince and heir to the Durin clan, respected by the dwarves as Thorin Oakenshield, Thorin has always been arrogant.

Now hearing Wayne, a human, actually want to challenge their thirteen dwarves, and even speak wildly, saying that he wants to defeat them all within five minutes, even as a prince's cultivation, he feels quite angry.

After looking at the dwarves behind him, Thorin stood out first, chose a wooden sword from the weapon rack beside him, and said: "No, Wayne, we will defeat you."

"If you lose, the contract remains the same, we will still give you one-fifteenth of the gold."

"But you can no longer be so arrogant and look down on dwarves!"

Wayne nodded with a smile. Seeing that only Thorin and Kili and Fili, three dwarves, picked up weapons, he decided to show his strength first to avoid other dwarves continuing to wait and see.

Thus, he waited until Thorin and the three stood in the center of the training ground, standing opposite him, and then instantly erupted with all his strength. His figure turned into a residual shadow, and with a charging posture, he instantly appeared in front of Thorin.

This instant speed stunned everyone present. Thorin only had time to cross his hands and block them in front of his chest, while Kili and Fili behind him didn't even have time to make any movements.

Wayne didn't swing the wooden sword, but in Thorin's shocked eyes, he directly hit Thorin's chest with his shoulder. The powerful force directly knocked the dwarf prince flying, made a painful cry, and then rolled like a gourd, knocking down his two nephews behind him.

The three dwarves all lay on the ground in a sorry state, piled together, and lost the calmness they had at the beginning.

Wayne did not continue to pursue, but turned to look at the spectators outside the training ground who were all a bit dumbfounded. He was not red-faced and breathless, and continued to say: "Gentlemen, I am not speaking wildly or looking down on people."

"It's just that with my strength, if it's only one or two enemies, they will basically be knocked down by me instantly, making you unable to see my strength clearly."

And just as Wayne was speaking, Thorin, who had just been knocked flying, supported himself with a wooden sword, climbed up from the ground, stared at Wayne with full surprise, and then after considering for a few seconds, turned his head with a serious expression to look at his dwarf compatriots and shouted: "Wayne is right, it is we who underestimated him."

"Now, dwarves, pick up your weapons and fight him side by side with me. He is an unprecedented strong enemy and a worthy opponent. Don't let Wayne look down on our dwarf strength."

And after receiving the prince's order, other dwarves no longer hesitated, picked up their weapons, shields, wooden hammers, spears, wooden swords, and wooden knives one after another, walked to Thorin's side, and soon formed a defensive formation that could be used on the battlefield.

Then, the dwarves beat their weapons, made a roar of battle, and surrounded Wayne.

Facing the encirclement of these dwarves, Wayne's expression did not change, still calm and breezy. He smiled slightly at Gandalf and Bilbo who were still watching outside the field, then held the wooden sword, did not choose to dodge, and directly attacked the front of the dwarves.

Although the dwarves in Middle-earth are much stronger than humans in the Wizard World, compared with Wayne, who is cheating, whether it is strength or speed, there is at least a gap of more than two times, and even combat skills, like the dwarf's big opening and closing fighting style, have a world of difference from the witcher's exquisite swordplay.

Therefore, the subsequent battle was not as wonderful as everyone imagined, or rather, evenly matched.

The crushing of technology and strength, even if Wayne fought head-on, every dwarf would be defeated in one move when facing him, and their attacks were either accurately blocked by Wayne or nimbly dodged by him, and could not cause any effective strikes at all.

And even if the dwarves wanted to rely on their bodies to hug Wayne and make him lose the ability to dodge, but relying on powerful jumping power, Wayne only needed to jump lightly to jump directly over the heads of the dwarves and jump behind them, making these short strong men miss.

Soon, in less than five minutes, the dwarf team, which was originally high in morale, united together, and firmly believed that they would win, was all beaten to the ground and lost the power to resist.

And Wayne, who fought against them, was still standing in the center of the training ground, holding a wooden sword, without even sweat on his body, looking at the fallen dwarves calmly, or more accurately, looking at Prince Thorin among the dwarves, and asked politely: "Prince Thorin, this contest, should I have won, right?"

Thorin heard this and looked at his dwarf companions with some difficulty. Finally, he met Balin's eyes. Each of them was beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and four or five were beaten unconscious, while the witcher opposite was completely uninjured and had not been hit even once. To be honest, if Wayne was holding a wooden sword, they would have lost long ago.

If it weren't for the fact that the time was almost up, the opponent suddenly became heavier and beat several dwarves unconscious, maybe this contest would not be as miserable as it is now.

Facing such iron facts, Thorin would not argue anything. He sighed and said to Wayne: "You won, Wayne. Your strength is more powerful than we imagined."

"You defeated all of us."

"We dwarves value promises, and I agree to the condition you proposed."

"If you can kill Smaug, one-third of the gold on the Lonely Mountain will belong to you, and you will also become the best friend of our Durin clan dwarves."

Although it was a bit difficult to admit defeat at first, after saying this, Thorin's heart suddenly became much easier.

In fact, this Lonely Mountain expedition is not so much an adventure as a gamble of nine deaths and one life.

When Gandalf proposed this expedition, everyone had no hope for the success of this action, and even prepared for sacrifice.

So there were only a dozen dwarves participating in this expedition. Otherwise, with Prince Thorin's prestige, he could easily gather dozens or hundreds of dwarves.

But now, with a powerful partner who can defeat all their dwarves with his own strength, Thorin suddenly felt that the success rate of this action increased a lot.

Although powerful swordplay does not represent a person's full strength.

But if Wayne in front of him is not lying, and swordplay is just his most inconspicuous fighting style, then in future actions, this human will definitely bring them more surprises.

And after getting Thorin's promise, Wayne's smile became brighter. He reached out to Thorin, pulled the dwarf prince up from the ground, and said: "You are a prince with bearing, Your Highness Thorin."

"Tonight, everyone will have a good rest in my manor. After the new contract is signed tomorrow, we will set off."

"Please believe me, inviting me to participate in this Lonely Mountain expedition is definitely a correct choice."

"This action will be smoother than you imagine."

Perhaps infected by the confidence in Wayne's tone, Thorin, who had been under great pressure and tortured by revenge, honor, and the obsession to take back the Lonely Mountain, also revealed a smile and nodded to Wayne, saying:

"I hope so, Wayne."

"Taking back the Lonely Mountain is the wish of our dwarf clan for hundreds of years, and we are all willing to pay our lives for it."

And when the atmosphere between Wayne and Thorin became harmonious again, Gandalf also walked over with a smile. He smoked a pipe, expressed appreciation for Wayne's fighting skills and the unity and courage of the dwarves, and adjusted the relationship between Wayne and the dwarves in his words.

As the initiator of the Lonely Mountain trip, he of course hoped that powerful people would join. For him, defeating Smaug and defeating the Dark Lord Sauron were his most important goals.

Although at first, he didn't know Wayne and was still suspicious, after this battle with the dwarves, Gandalf could be said to be the most enthusiastic about Wayne's joining.

That night, Wayne was not stingy and took out his treasured intermediate healing potion. Not only did he treat the injuries of the dwarves, but he also gave a large bottle of this potion to every warrior participating in the Lonely Mountain expedition, including Gandalf and Bilbo.

As a battle mage who only knows Flash and swordplay, Gandalf was very interested in this magical potion and even directly asked Wayne if he was willing to sell this potion or the formula.

Of course, this request was naturally rejected. It's not that Wayne is stingy, mainly because this potion comes from the Azeroth world and is basically impossible to be produced in Middle-earth.

The magic composition of the two worlds is very different. Just like the herbs he planted in Middle-earth, Wayne tried to use these herbs from the Wizard World to make witcher potions, but found that the herbs planted in Middle-earth all lost their effect, which made him quite disappointed.

Time soon came to the next day. After enjoying a hearty breakfast, Old Ford re-drafted a new contract for everyone.

Under the witness of Gandalf, this contract was re-signed by everyone.

And after signing the contract, the Lonely Mountain expedition was officially started.

When Wayne appeared in front of the dwarves riding the terrifying giant beast, the Deathclaw Robin, which was eight meters tall, except for Gandalf and Bilbo who had seen the Deathclaw before, all the dwarves were shocked by this terrifying giant beast.

Those sharp claws, strong muscles, scale shells cast like steel, and the blood basin mouth full of fangs.

No one doubted that as long as the Deathclaw Robin was willing, it could bite the horses they were sitting on to death with just one bite.

Although they hadn't seen the combat power of the Deathclaw with their own eyes, just seeing its appearance, the members of the Lonely Mountain team became more confident in the success rate of this action and Wayne's strength.

At the same time, in the hearts of these dwarves, a trace of hope could not help but rise.

Could it be that this time they can really kill Smaug and take back the Lonely Mountain?

(End of this chapter)