Chapter 1056 1038. Top Arms
Find a sword of this level in the lair of three trolls?
Lane handed Oakcrest back to Thorin across the entire table, with disbelief in his eyes.
Are you kidding me?
The Sword of the Lady of the Lake - the power of Arondette, has never let Lan down since he got it.
Even if it is weak when facing monsters in the New World, it is only because of its shape that it is not suitable for dealing with large monsters.
In that gloomy and decadent world of fire, when the world first began to have order due to the First Fire, there were giant blacksmiths who served the royal family of the fire gods.
He was saved by Lan En, so he also wanted to express his gratitude to him and use his skills.
At that time, the giant blacksmith who had served the Gods of Fire for tens of thousands of years commented on the Sword of the Lake Girl: The forging method of this weapon was different from his, and the level was not as good as his. If he strengthens it later, it may become weaker due to differences in techniques, and the gain outweighs the loss.
Later, only the wedge-shaped stone disk was used to strengthen [Turbidity Current·Destruction].
In this world, Lan En saw another sword of the same specification.
The half-hand sword hung by Gandalf on his waist.
“This sword is called Gramdrin, [Enemy Fencing].”
Elrond held Gandalf’s sheathed sword leaning against the dining table in his hand , like a sword, pull out a small section, and determine the path of the sword with only a few inscriptions.
“Both swords were forged by the high elves of the West when they fought against the dark enemy in the First Age. They both came from Gondolin.”
"From my same clan."
"The [Enemy Fence] is the sword of Turgon, King of Gondolin. The [Beast Bite Sword] is the sword of Lord Fountain."
“The enemies they killed with this weapon at that time would make us shudder and fear even if we even imagine it.”
“In total, that was already 10,000 years ago. Something happened."
"In addition to those famous dark servants, these two swords also killed countless Oak orcs. The magic of the elves above also made these two swords as long as there were orcs approaching. The sword will emit blue light as a warning."
After talking about the origin of the two swords with emotion, Elrond placed the sword next to Gandalf's seat again without any hesitation, leaning against it.
“I hope these two swords can be put to good use in the hands of both of you.”
But Elrond’s profound knowledge and the appreciation of the two swords just now, Lan En also became a little interested.
"I also have a good sword here, can you help me take a look?"
"Well, why not?"
Elrond nodded indifferently, put down the wine glass that had just been taken off the table, and took the Sword of the Lake Lady from Lan En through Gandalf.
"Ah, this sword is so big."
Gandalf said as he leaned back and looked at the long knife passing in front of him.
"No, you are wrong, Gandalf. It is not big at all, look."
An unexpected, unexpected expression appeared on Elrond's face .
And when he looked towards Lan En, he found that the expression of the owner of the long knife was exactly the same as his.
The Sword of the Lady of the Lake is a weapon made by God. It will adapt to Lan En's body shape and always remain at the length of half a sword that makes him use it like a useful hand.
But when this hand-and-half-sword length suitable for a height of 2.5 meters came into Elrond's hands, it changed back to a shape suitable for an elf's body type.
“I can’t see the origin of this sword, but it uses the magic of our elves, a very ancient magic.”
“But we elves have very little of this magic. Used. The history of this sword probably dates back to before the First Era!”
Elrond was able to make the Sword of the Lake Girl deform in his hands and adapt to his body because of the magic of the elves.
"Please forgive me for being powerless, Lan En. I'm afraid this sword has no reputation in history. I can only recognize that this sword also uses the technique of Western high elves, and it is specious. What is its name? ?”
“The Sword of the Lady of the Lake—[Arondette]”
Lan took the long sword handed back by Elrond and answered him.
Elrond frowned and thought for a while, but in the end he found nothing and stopped worrying.
"Well, I really don't know. An elf living in the lake?"
The high table used by a group of tall men in Elrond is basically next to the two low tables used by the dwarves. In addition, there is nothing to hide when tasting the sword, so everyone can hear it clearly.
On the low table, Bilbo Baggins lowered his head and pulled out the small dagger he also got from the troll's lair to look at it.
The other two swords have such great names. Although his sword is small, it is also forged by elves! What if
Beside him is Balin, the oldest among the dwarves. His hair and long beard are all white, like a short Santa Claus.
"No offense intended, Master Baggins."
Balin tilted his head and looked at Bilbo.
“But the sword is named after its meritorious service in war. You see, [Enemy Fencing Sword], [Beast Bite Sword] and so on.”
“Hey, 伱What do you mean?" Bilbo said unconvinced. "You mean my sword has no merit?"
"In fact, it's hard to say whether it can be called a sword." Bahrain shrugged and said with a smile. "It's more like an elf letter opener."
"Where's the velvet ball?" Bilbo said as he looked at the cat Ellu who was squatting opposite and holding a piece of elf cake and licking it.
"Flange Ball, does the sword on your back have a name?"
"Yes, meow!"
When it comes to weapons, Flange Ball also became energetic.
While patting the hilt of the sword protruding from its back shoulder, it introduced its weapons to the hobbits and dwarves.
".Anyway! [Thunder Cat Sword] and [Silver Cat Sword] were both made by me personally watching me!"
As he said that, he proudly stretched out his paws forward to show off his claws. Meat balls on top.
"The marks on the sword are all molded by my hand, meow!" "That's normal." Balin, a dwarf and of course an experienced forger, said. "In addition to military exploits, blacksmiths also have the habit of naming weapons. It mainly depends on the technique and materials."
"But again, Master Baggins. You must be looking for this sword. Without the creator, it still has no name.”
Bilbo Baggins sighed, put away his dagger, and returned to eating and drinking.
The turmoil at the low table cannot affect the high table who is actually responsible for talking about things.
“Did you meet the three trolls on the Eastern Road?”
Elrond pondered.
“Why are you going to Oriental Avenue if you have nothing to do?”
Having said this, Gandalf pursed his lips, and Thorin's behavior was even more direct. He picked up his long knife and said "Excuse me" and left the scene directly.
Elrond has seen too many turmoils in the world, and Thorin's performance simply had the words "I have something to hide" printed on his face.
But he did not ask directly, because the more important the matter was, the harder it would be to find out under questioning, and he might even get false news.
So Elrond seemed to have just turned over a new chapter. He raised the wine glass in his hand, raised it slightly towards Lan En, and then both of them took a sip across the table.
Then, he spoke nonchalantly, as if he was complaining out of boredom.
"Thirteen dwarves, and a hobbit. What a strange traveling companion, Gandalf."
"Oh!" Gandalf immediately followed the trend and wanted to change the topic.
"These dwarves are all descendants of Turin. They are all noble and decent people, and well-educated!"
This is said like a joke.
Lan En held the silver base of the crystal wine glass, sipping it while looking to the side with his peripheral vision.
Noli was secretly stuffing the elves' silver tableware that looked like works of art into his arms, while Bombo stuffed the buns into his mouth one by one, regardless of whether his mouth was full or not.
"In addition, their cultivation of art is also unusual."
Gandalf continued to blow water, and Elrond and Lan listened attentively.
But the dwarves will not force themselves to cooperate with Gandalf.
The quiet and elegant music of the elves made these dwarves very unhappy.
They do have artistic accomplishments, but they can't get along with the elves.
Bofur simply stood up on the table, kicked out an open space with his feet, then stood on it, stamped his feet, and started singing.
The singing voice is free and easy, with a comfortable country style.
The dwarves, who were excited by this, also began to unleash their natural instincts.
They began to use the food on the table as game props and played in time with the singing.
The elves responsible for playing the music were completely suppressed and confused.
They looked at each other.
But the affairs at the high table will not stop just because the style of the banquet changes.
A piece of elf bread was thrown over Gandalf's dinner plate, frightening the old wizard.
But Lan En took advantage of the confusion and tugged on Gandalf's gray robe under the table.
This was a hint that it was time for Gandalf to do something.
The old wizard suddenly smoothed his hair, drawing Elrond's attention back from being attracted by the dwarves.
"Hmm! When it comes to traveling companions, of course we have to talk about this one."
The witcher feels a little bad now.
"I was about to ask this too." Elrond looked at Gandalf seriously and said.
"Two of you wizards appeared near Rivendell in just one day! I don't think this is a small matter."
"On a normal day, it would be hard to find one of you. It’s hard to reach the sky.”
“We met Radagast not long ago, but he turned around and left. This fits my impression of him being ‘afraid of trouble’.”
Without looking back, Gandalf took Lan's hand that was on the table and pulled it towards Elrond.
“But it doesn’t matter if he leaves, he doesn’t care much about things to begin with.”
At this point, Lan En completely understood.
His bad premonition has come true.
"I bear witness, Elrond. Lann was Radagast's friend in Mirkwood, and they talked about everything. He has seen everything Radagast has seen. ! You can completely regard him as Radagast's agent!"
Lan smiled when Elrond turned his eyes.
But the feet under the table.
"Ouch!"
Elrond pretended not to notice anything and looked at the old wizard who suddenly screamed.
"Huh? What's wrong with you, Gandalf?"
"No, it's nothing!" Gandalf pursed his lips and waved his hands, "I just hit my toe on the corner of the table."
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(End of this chapter)