Chapter 1059: 1041 morning exercise

Chapter 1059 1041. Morning exercise

"alright!"

Gandalf smiled 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.”

Lann raised his hand in protest, but Elrond waved it away without even turning his head.

"You are Radagast's agent, no different than a wizard."

Thorin, Balin and Bilbo all laughed happily.

Because this conversation means that the elves in Rivendell will no longer block their journey and hold them back.

But Elrond did not behave very freely.

He leaned forward and leaned close to Gandalf's ear while the three short men were carried away with joy.

And his eyes were still staring at the demon hunter leaning against the white stone pillar not far away.

Elrond's experience is indeed too rich due to his long life. Almost from the first meeting, when Lann predicted the trajectory of his arrow, he immediately realized the witcher's super senses.

Even roughly estimated the power of these super senses.

At this time, he seemed to be whispering privately to Gandalf, but in fact, he had made it clear with his eyes that these words were meant for Gandalf and Lan En.

“Even if I agree to this matter, it doesn’t mean everything will be smooth sailing, 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 hearing this, 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 needed to say. It’s already good that the expedition team can now take care of the dwarves as a landlord.

And Gandalf clapped his hands.

“Okay, gentlemen.”

The old wizard awakened the three short men from the joy of deciphering the code and being recognized by the elves.

"We've got what we need most in Rivendell, the hidden information on this map."

"But you are still hungry and weak, and your faces are droopy due to rapid weight loss. Go and rest quickly, Rivendell will restore your strength."

“After learning about the secret door, my body must be able to walk through it.”

The old wizard who sent away the dwarfs walked past Lan En. He was trembling and holding his wand. If you didn't know better, you would have thought he was an old man in his dying years.

“Ah, I need a good rest for this old bone. See you tomorrow, Lan. I hope you have a good sleep.”

Gandalf spoke to the witcher in the tone of an old man mumbling to himself.

Lan En nodded politely to him.

“My sleeping condition has always been good, thank you for your concern.”

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The next day, Lann woke up in the room Elrond had arranged for him.

The elves are so rich in time and energy that even in this room, when they open their eyes and look at the beam above their head, there are exquisite and elegant patterns painted on it.

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

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

Moreover, hobbits are short in stature and can always slip into blind spots that would not be noticed 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.

During the chat with Gandalf yesterday, he already knew that Elrond was not the Elf 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 and walked towards Lann and Fluffy Ball.

"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 was also placed on the handle of the knife on his left waist.

Lan En looked at the long knife.

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

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

That long knife is a typical elf style.

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

Even the scabbard looks like a work of art.

“You want to sparring, meow?”

Flannel Ball blinked, and 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 held the railing together and looked down.

“Hey, flannel ball, didn’t you take the initiative to challenge Lan En just now? You’re running too cleanly now.”

 Bilbo put his thumbs of both hands relaxedly into the pockets of his suit jacket, tilted his head and said to the flannel ball.

“You don’t understand meow at all, Bilbo!”

Elucat looked at the scene below with interest, and had no feeling at all about the hobbit's teasing.

“Watching powerful people sparring, sometimes the rewards are even greater, meow!”

"real?"

Bilbo shrugged and said not very concerned.

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