Chapter 1056: 1038 Top Arms

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.

His life was saved by Lan En, so he also wanted to express his gratitude to him and use his craftsmanship.

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 Lady: The forging methods of this weapon were different from his, and the level was not much different from his. Subsequent strengthening may cause it to 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 specifications.

The half-hand sword hung by Gandalf at his waist.

“This sword is called Gramdrin, [enemy sword].”

Elrond held Gandalf's sheathed sword leaning on the dining table in his hand. Like a sword, he drew out a small section and determined the sword's path with only a few inscriptions.

“Both swords were forged by the high elves of the west in the First Age to fight against the dark enemy. They both came from Gondolin.”

“From my same ancestor.”

“The [Enemy Fence] is the sword of Turgon, the King of Gondolin. The [Beast Bite Sword] is the sword of the Lord of the 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 ten thousand years ago.”

“In addition to those famous servants of darkness, these two swords have also killed countless Oak orcs. The magic of the elves above also causes these two swords to emit blue light as a warning as long as there are orcs approaching nearby.”

After speaking with emotion about the origin of the two swords, Elrond placed the long sword next to Gandalf's seat again without any hesitation, leaning against it.

“I hope these two swords can be put to full use in your hands.”

But Elrond’s profound knowledge and his appreciation of the two swords just now made Lan En also 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 across from Gandalf.

“Ah, this sword is so big.”

Gandalf leaned back and said as he looked at the long knife passing in front of him.

"No, you're wrong about that, Gandalf. It's not big at all, look."

Elrond had an unexpected and unexpected expression on his face.

And when he looked towards Lan En, he found that the expression of the owner of the long sword was exactly the same as his.

The Sword of the Lady of the Lake is a god-made weapon. It adapts to Lan En's body shape and is always maintained at a length that makes him use it like a useful hand-and-half sword.

But when this hand-and-half-sword length suitable for a height of 2.5 meters came into Elrond's hand, 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 rarely use this magic. 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 hand and adapt to his body because of the magic of the elves.

This is said as if it were 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 was stuffing the buns into his mouth one by one, without caring whether his mouth was full or not.

“In addition, their cultivation of art is also unusual.”

Gandalf continued to blow water, and Elrond and Lann listened attentively.

But the dwarves would not compromise themselves to cooperate with Gandalf.

The quiet and elegant music of the elves made this group of 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.

This singing voice is free and easy, with a comfortable country style.

The dwarves who were excited by this also began to release their natural instincts.

They began to use the food on the table as game props and played with the singing.

The elves responsible for playing the music were completely suppressed and confused.

They looked at each other.

But the business at the high table does not stop just because the mood of the banquet changes.

A piece of elf bread was thrown over Gandalf's dinner plate, frightening the old wizard.

But Lann took advantage of the confusion and tugged at Gandalf's gray robe under the table.

This is a hint that it's time for Gandalf to do something.

The old wizard suddenly smoothed his hair, drawing Elrond's attention back from 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.

“That’s what I wanted to ask too.” Elrond looked at Gandalf seriously and said.

"You wizards, two of you appeared near Rivendell in one day! I don't think this is a small matter."

“On a normal day, it would be extremely difficult to find one of you.”

“We met Radagast not long ago, but he turned around and walked away. This is in line with my impression of him being ‘afraid of trouble’.”

Without looking back, Gandalf took Lan's hand that was on the table and pulled it toward Elrond.

“But it doesn’t matter if he leaves, he doesn’t care much about things in the first place.”

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 make him Think of it as Radagast’s agent!”

Lane smiled as Elrond turned his gaze.

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.”