Chapter 130 The old people meet, the mouth is fragrant

Thorin and Bahrain obviously didn't think much about it, and seeing Carl welcome them so much, their unease calmed down a little.

They came here with a mission under Thorin's orders after they had heard Gandalf tell about Carl's deeds.

The mission here, of course, is to expect Carl to forgive the dwarves for their broken promises in Lonely Mountain. Incidentally, it represents a good relationship between the dwarves and Carl's territory.

Therefore, seeing that Carl didn't mind, the desire in his heart naturally faded a bit.

At the banquet, after listening to what Thorin and Bahrain had to say, Carl nodded clearly.

In fact, he didn't blame Thorin at, and if he was emotional, he was at best a little angry.

Thorin, don't worry, you are my friends, I never blame you." Carl said to Thorin.

Of course, he didn't talk nonsense about the so-called friends. He did have a good impression of the dwarves. Otherwise, when he was in Lonely Mountain, he wouldn't have forgiven them so easily.

When Thorin and Balin heard Carl say this, the last trace of worry on their faces finally dissipated, and then they finally let go.

The two laughed: "Haha, Carl, I knew you weren't that stingy."

After saying that, he called Carl up to be brothers, accompanied by eating and drinking, shouting that he looked so happy.

The nature of dwarves is so unrestrained, Carl didn't mind the behavior of the two, and he also followed him when he was rarely leisurely, shouting, spitting out various fragrances, accompanied by wine, and venting his lofty ambitions.

"Carl, you don't know, Thorin, who has now taken the daughter of Dain, the king of the Iron Hills, and is enviable to die."

After drinking another glass of strong wine, Thorin suddenly said in admiration, his eyes full of longing.

Balin also smiled and said: "Dain's daughter is a famous beauty, Carl, I said you, now you are also a lord, do you want us to find one for you too?"

"Don't!" Carl hurriedly raised his hand in surrender and spit out subconsciously.

Just kidding? Daughter of the Iron Foot Judge? Is this a human thing?

If he remembers correctly, my daughter's physique seems to be similar to Dain's.

And, most importantly, the women of the dwarves seem to be more fierce than the men, not only with thick waists and rude voices, but also with thick long beards.

When he thought of waking up from a dream, turning his head sideways, and seeing a pair of beards, Carl's body couldn't help shaking, it was really terrible!

Swallowing his saliva, Carl asked slightly to Thorin: "So, Thorin, who took the judge's daughter, shouldn't he be very happy now, right?"

Thorin didn't notice Carl's abnormality, but just smiled happily: "Hahaha, of course, if Thorin knew that you cared about him so much, he would definitely be happy.

"That's good, that's good, then, I'm relieved.." Said, Carl looked into the distance, looking into the distance as if full of reverence, nostalgia, and slightly admiring, "Thorin, you A true warrior indeed.

After a while of interruption, the three raised their wine glasses again, and began to make a loud noise.

However, it is clear that such a wild and reckless movement eventually led to some unnecessary troubles.

I didn't know when, a figure who heard the news had walked to the banquet table, like a ghost, silently appeared behind Carl,

Carl didn't know it, he had opened his mouth at the moment, without any scruples.

"I tell you, when dealing with women, you must have a set of methods. Don't accommodate her with everything. She said that if she wants to go east, then we must go west. If she wants to go east, we have to look up to the sky."

Carl looked at the appearance of two rare friends who were earnestly seeking the truth, but they were talking casually,

"Remember to tell Thorin when you go back, remember, if you do it against you, it's right, you will definitely be able to treat that or something, the daughter of Zayin, right? He will definitely be able to treat him obediently."

"Are you sure?" Thorin blinked, feeling that something was wrong with Carl's words.

However, who was the person who suddenly appeared behind Carl? How could her face be so ugly? Thorin turned his eyes away, but noticed the figure who suddenly appeared behind Carl. He opened his mouth and was about to ask, but was stopped by the man's gesture.

Carl felt a little strange, clapped his hands, called the two of them back to their senses, and said, "Hey, what's the matter? What are you two thinking, I'm 4.6 now, but it's rare for me to teach you how to deal with the opposite sex? Can you give it to me? Seriously?"

"Haha, okay, Carl, you say, let's listen," Thorin turned back to his senses. Instinctively, he felt that Carl might be unlucky, and he wanted to remind Carl, but because of the terrifying aura of the figure behind Carl, he did not dare to act directly.

"All in all, we absolutely can't get used to them, understand?" Carl said to himself, as he was about to continue his "preaching and karma".

But the next moment,

A sinister sneer came from behind:

"Carl, you say, who can't be used to?"