"Ha, hahaha!" Thorin's crazy laughter interrupted Shalin's words. He pointed at Shalin and laughed so hard.

"Shalin, the great Sarin Mithril Hammer, led the dwarves to break through the wave of darkness and single-handedly subdued the evil beast in the sky. Your name and deeds are enough to be engraved on the throne of Erebor.

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He taunted loudly and slammed the key to the secret door on Sarin's blood-stained armor: "I give you this right, if you can do it."

"It's a pity that no one can enter Erebor now. It's just useless scrap metal."

Shalin looked at Thorin at a loss. Even as slow as she was, she could tell that the other person's words were not compliments.

"Pick up the key, Sarin."

Tang Sen said silently: "Since it is a right given by the future dwarf king, you should not waste it."

"I -" Shalin opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond to this scene. In the end, she chose to follow Tang Sen's instructions and picked up the key.

"Before you walk to the rock wall, the sand forest and moonlight will guide you."

Townsend continues to guide.

Sha Lin followed the instructions in confusion, almost instinctively. Under the moonlight, she was attracted by a thrush. Then, she saw a keyhole magically appeared next to the blackbird, under the bright moonlight.

And out.

"The Days of Durin are not over yet." Tang Sen did not look at Thorin, but just chanted: "The last ray of light is not the setting sun, but the moonlight."

Thorin stood aside blankly, his skeletal face filled with extremely complex expressions for an instant.

"Open the secret door, Sarin."

Tang Sen said: "You are about to see the Erebor Palace you have dreamed of."

"And it's time for me to face that giant dragon."

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