“It’s true…”

Gandalf smiled and put away the sword, took the sword handed over by Morgan and looked at it carefully, and after saying a few simple words, he returned it to Morgan.

The dwarves on the side had cleared all the gold and silver coins scattered on the ground and stuffed them into the exquisite treasure chest.

“How should we allocate…”

"This is not simple, of course everyone is equally divided..."

"Good idea, do you have to divide it now?"

"We have a long journey. It's inconvenient to bring these with you. Why don't you bury them and come and get them later..."

"It's really inconvenient to carry it, and we can't use it now..."

"Yes, I think it's OK..."

"Then let's do it..."

A group of dwarves discussed the matter of sharing treasures.

I saw that several major members of the team had no comments.

So a consensus was reached to bury the box of treasures.

When the expedition team and his group completely copied the three sheep's nests.

While walking back to the temporary camp.

Suddenly, a low and terrifying howling sounded again.
Chapter completed!