Chapter 1054: 1036 Rivendell

Chapter 1054 1036. Rivendell

He seemed to have shouted something loudly, but even with Lan En's ears, the distance was so far and the terrain was so open, he had no idea what the sloppy old man was talking about.

There is not even a simple spell that can amplify or transmit sound. Lan En complained again in his heart how on earth this wizard is.

Then, in full view of the elves and Lan En, Radagast turned around and got on the rabbit sleigh and ran towards the distance.

“Well, he is”

Lan En pointed blankly at the rabbit sled going away, a little speechless.

Elrond, who was still beside him, said to him very thoughtfully.

"I think he left you here, Lan. Radagast has always been a solitary and elusive person."

Lan understands this situation quite well.

He was originally going to come out of the Mirk Forest, but now Radagast took him out while delivering the message, and it was all over.

The witcher nodded, accepting this statement.

But immediately afterwards

“Okay, now you can go to Rivendell with me.”

"Um?"

The witcher turned his head to look at Elrond without knowing why, but there was no special expression on his face.

Elrond said matter-of-factly.

“Radagast doesn’t often come out of the Mirk Forest, but his appearance in the outside world this time gave me a bad feeling.”

"You should be his agent? No matter what, please go to Rivendell and tell me what is going on. We will also give you meticulous care."

Lane felt that Elrond might have misunderstood the identity of himself and Radagast, and thought that their relationship was a little too close.

In fact, they have only known each other for less than a month, only a few weeks.

But it is obvious that Elrond now has a bad premonition because of Radagast's appearance, and is eager to know more.

Radagast sneaks back to enjoy some leisure time with his animal friends, but Lann is grabbed by Elrond.

 Lan En’s character has always been that he can’t hit the smiling person with his hand.

Elrond's contact was measured, kind, and courteous, leaving no room for rejection by the witcher.

Furthermore, Lan En is actually very interested in the elves in this world. To say the least, the person he is looking for is also an elf.

Maybe Elrond and I know each other?

After making a decision, the witcher no longer hesitates.

He turned over and sat on Qilin, during which the magic rune cloth on Qilin was slightly lifted by his movement.

The elves seem to be able to appreciate the posture of the ancient dragon's body and the beauty and power contained in it, just like Radagast.

The elf knights were so impressed by Qilin's appearance that they even sang hymns of praise on their way back.

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The elves' poetic talent seems to be a gift from heaven.

 They can get a beautiful melody at their fingertips, and their voices are clear and clean, so they can sing a cappella beautifully.

At least Qilin Benlong, although he didn’t understand it very well because there was no Lan En translation, but somehow he also knew that this was a poem praising himself, and he was quite happy to hear it and shook his head.

In addition, the flannel ball also got its own poem.

The kitten was apparently also very popular, especially when the elves discovered that it could talk.

The elves were singing and galloping on horseback, elegant and vigorous, not at all as ferocious as they were when they killed dozens of Orcs and Warg Cavalry half an hour ago.

Lann just followed Elrond, turning left and right in this hilly area, seemingly without any rules or routes.

However, a strange feeling came to his mind involuntarily, as if he had suddenly entered another realm from the ordinary world. This feeling made Lan En a little confused.

“Adanisil, do you feel it?”

Elrond said with a smile on his horse.

“What wind brings you here?”

Elrond asked Gandalf as he handed the riding crop to a handsome elf in civilian clothes.

The elf appears to be Elrond's steward.

"I come to see you, Elrond."

"Find me?"

Facing Elrond's surprise, Gandalf asked first.

“What are you doing with a group of knights?”

Elrond raised his hand, and it was holding an orc weapon. It was rough and twisted, but enough to kill people.

“We are controlling the number of orcs in nearby areas. I don’t know why, but they have become more numerous and bolder during this time. Today they even dare to move not far from Rivendell.”

“They must be extremely vicious and want to chase someone or something.”

“Aha, we are the ones chasing you.”

Gandalf was outspoken and took the opportunity to introduce the dwarves to Elrond.

Elrond recognized the leader of the group at a glance.

“Thorin Oakenshield?” He looked down at the dwarf, “Son of Thrain, grandson of Thror?”

Thorin's response was harsh, as if the elf in front of him made him hostile.

“We should have never met.”

"That's true, but I have seen your grandfather. When he ruled the lonely mountain and served as the king under the mountain. You have the same demeanor as he did back then."

“What a pity, I never heard him mention you. Not even once.”

When one party is full of rejection, no matter how good your conversational skills are, you cannot save the atmosphere of the conversation.

Elrond’s kind and handsome face opened his mouth, and finally he could only look at Thorin, and said helplessly to the steward behind him.

“Lindil, light the fire and serve the wine. We must entertain guests from far away.”

After speaking, Elrond took the lead and walked towards the city in the valley.

Gandalf expertly led the dwarves to follow.

Lan En was enthusiastically surrounded by the dwarves, and several pairs of strong hands were patting him up and down.

Dwarves' enthusiasm is direct and unabashed.

“Oh my god, Turin! How did you train these muscles? It makes your palms hurt even if you pat them!”

“Armor! Look at the armor! This iron is really good!”

"It's all vain! He is the most powerful person to face so many wargs and orcs! Right!"

Lan didn’t hate the dwarves, but this enthusiasm still made the corners of his mouth twitch.

The same goes for flannel balls.

The kitten was pulled off Lan En, and several dwarves surrounded it. Until I found that it was not injured, I was praised and happy again.

“Kittens are good, too!”

“Meow?”

The flannel ball was startled by the dwarf's enthusiasm. His big watery eyes were at a loss. He quickly stepped on the heads of a row of dwarves and rushed to squat on Lan En's shoulders.

The dwarves below were not annoyed, but laughed happily.

At this moment, Lan was bending down and whispering to Gandalf.

"Elrond seems to think of me as Radagast's messenger, agent or something."

“I couldn’t say it clearly at the time, but Gandalf, can you do it during dinner later?”

Gandalf held his pipe in his mouth. When he heard these words, he first pondered, and after a short time, he pursed his lips and closed his eyes, nodding his head up and down.

The look on his face was "No need to say more, just take care of me".

But for some reason, Lan didn't feel relieved at all when he saw Gandalf's expression.