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Chapter 125 The Beautiful Rivendell

After searching for a long time, he had to admit that it would be better to go into the woods honestly if he wanted to break into the tunnel like a dwarf.

The forest is friendly to the elves.

After Mo Tie entered the forest, he found that his perception had been improved to a higher level, and he could clearly know the situation in all directions. What was hidden behind each tree, and no quiet stream could escape his ears and ears.

However, the feeling in the Troll Forest was not that strong, perhaps because Rivendell was hidden here.

Mo Tie was walking, suddenly stunned. He gently pushed away the fallen leaves on the ground with his toes, and a few white gravels with moss appeared in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, blowing away the fallen leaves on the ground, revealing a green and white gravel path, and finding the way.

Walking along the trail, Mo Tie finally felt a bright light in his eyes, like the darkness of willows and flowers, and saw a wide river valley.

Many exquisite houses are nestled in the valley, surrounded by trees, with gurgling water passing through, and a long stone bridge leading to the deepest part.

After walking through so many worlds, this is the first time Mo Tie has seen a perfectly integrated scenery with nature. Maybe this is the racial talent of the elves.

He saw a few guards patrolling with sharp eyes, and there were not many people. After all, it was difficult to find here, so he only needed basic defense.

As he continued to move forward and stepped onto the stone bridge, the guards also saw him.

An elf came over and said hello to Mo Tie.

"Hello, welcome to Rivendell, are you here to join us?"

There are many wandering travelers in Middle-earth, including humans, dwarves or elves. It is normal for single elves to come to Rivendell to join the big family, although it is rare.

"Oh, no, I'm just here to check out the legendary Rivendell."

Mo Tie explained with a smile.

The elf nodded and said, "That's welcome too. Please come with me and I'll take you to see Lord Elon."

Mo Tie nodded and expressed his gratitude, and followed this elegant elf.

Walking through the stone bridge and entering the palace, a melodious sound of harp came, accompanied by the crisp sound of flutes and the sound of water from small waterfalls, a refreshing music was born.

"It's so beautiful here." Mo Tie couldn't help but exclaim.

"Rivendale is like this all year round, this is the life that elves should enjoy." The elves leading the way explained.

On the way, the female elves playing melodious music looked at Mo Tie curiously. They had beautiful faces and soft bodies, and their beautiful eyes, with bright black and white, kept peeking at him.

In terms of appearance, the face Mo Tie used is more angular and more masculine than ordinary elves. No wonder those female elves were full of curiosity about him.

When he opened the palace gate, guards had already informed Mo Tie of his arrival. Ayron also sat on the throne, with four elves on each side greeting them, each smiling.

The elf leading the way reported: "Mr. Elon, he is here."

After saying that, he stepped back to the side.

On the throne is the elf lord Elon, who has the wind ring, one of the three elf savages. Due to the half-elves' bloodline, Elon has human characteristics and looks quite tough.

"Say hello to you, Lord Elon."

Mo Tie said ritually, and he asked Gandalf for advice on this etiquette.

"Hello, traveler." Elon nodded, "My mind if I ask where you are from? Woodland or Gray Harbor?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I've been wandering in Middle-earth since I was a child, not from the elves' territory. Compared to the elves' life, I'm still more used to living without a fixed place."

Mo Tie explained.

"So that's the case, no wonder you don't want to integrate into Rivendell." Elron nodded suddenly, "Every elves should have his own choice, and I respect your wishes."

"Thank you for your understanding, Lord Lord."

"If nothing happens, I hope you'll wait here for a few months, Mr. Ain," Aaron said suddenly.

Mo Tie was stunned and then realized that it was Gandalf who told Elon his name. Although the wizard had not arrived at Rivendell, he should have some tricks to convey the message.

"As you wish, Lord Lord. I have made an appointment with the gray-robed wizard Gandalf to meet here." Mo Tie had no reason to refuse.

Elon smiled knowingly: "Gandalff will be here soon, I wish you a good time here."

Rivendale's elves are mainly vegetarian. Fortunately, Mo Tie brought a lot of wine with him, so he was not full of food. Of course, his wine also attracted the curiosity of other elves.

After trying to get drunk, the elves who secretly drank with Mo Tie called the psychedelic country. As a result, Mo Tie's backpack was drunk all kinds of good wines.

Some people also became interested in his weapons. When they heard that these two swords could turn into longbows, they were surprised and showed a look of suspicion.

Mo Tie smiled slightly, turned the blades of the two knives outwards, and the handles were connected, and pulled out a steel wire from the tip of one of them and tied it to the other end.

This becomes a longbow.

"But won't this affect your archery? This cannot be called a bow at all."

Mo Tie casually pulled out an arrow, pulled it in half, and shot through the leaves a thousand meters away with a "swoosh".

Even the elf lord Elon saw Mo Tie's demonstration and said that this was an exquisite design. When he heard that this was a dwarf's design, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Indeed, compared to the elves, those dwarfs are born blacksmiths."

So, in the remaining months, the elves held one archery competition after another. Rivendale had arrows flying all day long, and the leaves and fruits on the trees were all edible.

This scene continued until Gandalf's appearance.

"Mr. Gandalf."

When Mo Tie saw the gray-robed wizard appearing on the stone bridge, he ran to him and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Hello, Mr. Ion, you came a lot earlier than I expected."

Gandalf said with a mysterious smile.

"Yes, because I can't wait to know your plans."

"You will know, but you have to wait until I talk to Lord Elon."

Gandalf and Elon talked for a long time in the open-air conference hall, and this time he directly told Elon about his plan to regain the Lone Mountain.

"Mr. Elon, Smaug's problem must be dealt with, otherwise I would not imagine that when facing Mordor in the future, we must be vigilant against the enemies behind us."

Gandalf summed up his speech with a serious expression.

When Essidor cut off Zoro's fingers and seized the ring, but did not throw it into the Doom Volcano, Eyron knew that darkness would come one day, and he was more worried and wary than anyone else.
Chapter completed!
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