Chapter 1059 1041 Morning Exercise

Chapter 1059 1041. Morning Exercise

"Alright!"

Gandalf laughed happily in his old voice.

"Elrond, what do you think now?"

"What do I think?" The elf shook his head helplessly, "Two wizards vouched for him, what else can I think?"

"Hey, I'm not a wizard."

Lane raised his hand to protest, but Elrond waved his hand without even turning his head.

"You are Radagast's agent, just like a wizard."

Thorin, Balin and Bilbo, they all laughed happily.

Because this conversation meant that the elves of Rivendell would no longer stop their journey and hold them back from leaving.

But Elrond did not act very free and easy.

He leaned forward and leaned close to Gandalf's ear when the three short men were so happy that they forgot everything.

And his eyes were still fixed on the witcher leaning against the white stone pillar not far away.

Elrond's experience was too rich because of his long life. Almost at the first meeting, when Lann estimated the trajectory of his arrow, he immediately realized the witcher's super senses.

He even roughly estimated the strength of these super senses.

At this time, he seemed to be whispering to Gandalf privately, but in fact, he had made it clear with his eyes: this was for Gandalf and Lann to hear.

"Even if I agree to this, it doesn't mean that everything will go smoothly, Mithrandir."

"We are not the only guardians of this world."

Lann didn't say anything because he didn't know what Elrond meant.

But after listening, Gandalf pursed his lips and nodded to show his understanding.

Elrond turned and walked towards the depths of the hall. He had said everything he should say. It was good enough that he could still do his best to take care of the dwarves' expedition team.

And Gandalf clapped his hands.

"Okay, gentlemen."

The old wizard woke up the three short men from the joy of cracking the secret code and gaining the elves' recognition.

"We have obtained what we need most in Rivendell, the hidden information on this map."

"But you are still hungry and weak, and your face is sagging due to rapid weight loss. Go and rest, Rivendell will restore your strength."

"After knowing the secret door, your body must be able to walk through it."

The old wizard who sent the short men away walked past Lan En. If you didn't know him, you would really think he was an old man in his twilight years.

"Ah, my old bones also need to rest well. See you tomorrow, Lan En. I wish you a good sleep."

Gandalf said to the demon hunter in a tone of an old man mumbling to himself.

Lan En nodded politely to him.

"My sleep has always been good, thank you for your concern."

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The next day, Lan En woke up in the room arranged for him by Elrond.

The elves have so much time and energy that they can open their eyes and look at the beam above their heads in this room, which is painted with exquisite and elegant patterns.

Lan woke up very early, almost when the first ray of sunlight came in from the window.

The air in Rivendell is refreshing. He walked in this exquisite city, which is as high and low and layered as Lothric and Yharnam.

There are also many statues placed beside the stairs and on the roadside in Rivendell.

But still different from Lothric and Yharnam, the appearance and theme of the statues here do not reveal the sacred sacrifice in cruelty, nor are there any statues with grotesque images that are difficult to describe.

Most of the statues here are elf warriors wearing exquisite armor, or elf women wearing flower crowns and graceful shapes.

The moss on the statues shows that these statues have been formed for a long time.

The pale sun rises from behind the misty mountains in the distance, dispelling the thin silver mist. The light of dewdrops flashes on the yellow leaves.

The fluffy ball, who woke up with Lan, walked quietly with him, only occasionally making a soft "meow" and then continued to breathe the fresh air.

They also looked at the towering misty mountains in the east with admiration and awe. The top of the mountain was still covered with snow and frozen, but occasionally there were discontinuous, bare gray rocks.

"Let's practice fighting today, meow!"

The fluffy ball and Lan found a platform in Rivendell where they could hear the sound of the waterfall. The three-flowered cat drew the thundercat sword behind him with great interest and pointed it at his boss.

"Now, I also feel a little bit of [fighting spirit], meow!"

As a demonstration, the fluffy ball made a sound like a flame bursting, and a layer of light red fighting spirit flame flashed across its fur.

Lan once taught [Ashina Style] to the fluffy ball and Ciri. It seems that [trunk breath] is really effective.

The fluffy ball is not very old, but its physical condition is already able to practice [fighting spirit].

Although Lan En had taught it a sword technique, in the end, the technique of [Fighting Qi] was the main means of hunting in the eyes of the fluff ball.

After all, it was an Elu cat born in the New World.

And Lan En also raised his eyebrows. In terms of explosive power enhancement and expanded destruction, [Fighting Qi] is indeed a powerful technique.

"Okay."

Lan En said with interest, and facing the excited kitten, his hand was already on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Let's practice first"

In the fresh air and the sound of the waterfall, Lan En didn't have time to finish the word "Lianlian".

A human voice came from the spiral staircase diagonally above the platform.

"How about we practice our skills?"

"Meow?"

El Cat's big moist eyes blinked and looked up ahead.

Lan En also put away his posture and turned his head to look behind him.

On the spiral staircase at that location, Elrond was standing with the hobbit Bilbo, looking at the platform below with a smile.

It seemed that the two of them were walking together and chatting when they went for a walk in the morning, and they happened to come here.

But it was Bilbo who surprised Lan.

The witcher raised his brows and looked at Bilbo Baggins with a subtle look, and he smiled warmly in return.

Bilbo Baggins never stole or lied in the first half of his life. Even if he hid his identity, it was just a few games he played as a child.

Such a person can be said to have no experience in the work of snitches.

But Gandalf still went there in person and recruited him for the dwarf restoration expedition.

It can even be said that the most important role in the plan of the entire Dwarf Restoration Expedition is the Snitch who wants to take away the king's gem, the Arken Stone, from under Smaug's belly.

Lan En originally thought that Gandalf had some kind of prophetic power, or that he was going to use his mysterious magic to help Bilbo before actually doing anything.

But Lan En has only now discovered that maybe there really is a ‘born snitch master’?

Elrond didn't care. Bilbo was so close, barely ten meters away from him, but he didn't even notice the hobbit.

The natural fleshy pads on their feet make their steps silent.

And after washing and changing clothes, my own body odor is still there but not there.

Moreover, hobbits are short in stature and can always slip into blind spots that would go unnoticed by normal-sized people.

In front of ordinary people, this ability appears as the hobbits are always elusive, almost magical.

Lan En couldn't help but think: If Gandalf really gave Bilbo a magic like invisibility, this guy might actually become the Snitch Master!

"Lord Elrond."

Lan En said hello politely.

In the casual chat with Gandalf yesterday, he already knew that Elrond was not the Elven King.

He was the flag-bearer of the previous Elf King, and Rivendell was his territory, so he could be officially called the Lord of Rivendell.

"Good morning to you too."

Elrond and Bilbo went downstairs together, heading towards Lan and Fuzzball.

"Did you sleep well in Rivendell? I see that Qilin has no intention of getting up early at all. Did he sleep well last night?"

"No, Rivendell is very comfortable both in terms of the environment and the city itself."

Lan En scratched his cheek in embarrassment.

"Qilin is just lazy, don't mind."

"Of course I don't mind if my guests can sleep soundly in my city."

Elrond had a smile on his handsome and gentle face, and he seemed to be very tolerant of the childish behaviors and shortcomings of these 'young people'.

At the same time, his hand rested on the handle of the knife on his left waist.

Lan En looked at the long knife.

The long knife was half covered by the gauze hanging from Elrond's shoulders, so there was no sharpness or chill in it.

But when the elf moved his hand away from the gauze covering the handle of the knife and put his hand on it, his whole feeling suddenly changed.

The long knife is a typical elf style.

The curvature is graceful and thin, with hollow or engraved patterns.

Even the scabbard looks like a work of art.

"You want to sparring, meow?"

The flannel ball blinked, then cheered.

"Great!"

It quickly put the Thundercat Sword back into the scabbard on its back, then quickly ran up the spiral staircase on all fours and stood with Bilbo.

The two guys grabbed the railing and looked down together.

"Hey, Velvet Ball, didn't you take the initiative to challenge Lan En just now? You're running too fast now."

Bilbo's thumbs were inserted into the pockets of his small suit jacket, and he tilted his head and said to the flannel ball.

"You don't understand meow at all, Bilbo!"

Ellu looked at the scene below with interest, not feeling the hobbit's teasing at all.

"Watching powerful people sparring can sometimes lead to greater rewards, meow!"

"real?"

Bilbo shrugged and said not really caring.

This hobbit actually has no feeling about strength or weakness, and he has no obsession. He is simply in a good mood now and wants to watch the fun.