In Mordor, a greater power is gathering momentum."

"As the dwarf king, you need to shoulder these responsibilities."

"Responsibility-" Shalin's expression became firm, and she looked at the dwarves who lowered their heads to her.

"I don't know if I can do all this well, but I swear in the name of Durin that as long as I haven't fallen, I will never let the Lonely Mountain fall again."

"For Durin!"

The dwarves raised their weapons: "For Durin!"

This deed that could change the history of the dwarves came to an end. There were only less than forty dwarves present. Shalin still has a long way to go before he can be completely recognized by all dwarves.

However, this is just the starting point, not the end, right?

And Tang Sen, the traveler who secretly guided everything, looked into the distance, through the steel walls of Erebor, and saw the raging dark army, and even further away, the army entrenched in the east.

Mordor.

The dragon's wings are ready to go. Under the traveler's instructions, its dragon flames will give the dark enemy a huge surprise.
Chapter completed!