Chapter 1147: 1129The truth of the wizard

Chapter 1147 1129. The truth of the wizard

"Who says it isn't? This beautiful world."

Gandalf chuckled in agreement.

"There are still many places you haven't been to, Lan. The scene in front of you is just a tip of this magnificent world."

"I am destined to miss a lot of scenery, but I will also see a lot of scenery." Lan En said with relief. "But do you have any introduction? Although I may not have time to see it with my own eyes, it would be good to hear it."

"Gondor, there is a holy white city there, magnificent and majestic. You have seen Rivendell where Elrond is, but the forest of Lothlórien ruled by Lady Galadriel, the golden forest is also beautiful. Wan Fang.”

Gandalf clicked his pipe and stroked his messy beard with a smile.

"There are so many beautiful places, Lan. It would be really difficult for me to tell you everything I saw and heard."

Lan En nodded in deep agreement at first, but then changed the subject.

"Then Glorfindel"

The witcher's delicate chin was raised toward Elbor's mountain.

Looking inside from the open platform on the mountain, you can see the harmonious scene of elves and dwarves singing and drinking together on the dwarves' banquet boulder.

The elf who suddenly appeared on the battlefield today and was unstoppable was talking to Thranduil.

The Elf King of the Woodland Kingdom was introducing his son to him.

It seems that Glorfindel should be an elder even among the elves.

"Where is he from?"

As if aware of the gaze, Glorfindel, who was talking to Legolas in the distance, naturally turned around and raised his glass to greet Lan.

"Him? Ah, that's my old friend too. Like Lady Galadriel, he is also a rare light elf in Middle-earth today."

Gandalf's words made Lan En raise his eyebrows.

He still remembered the distinction between light elves and dark elves in this world: whether he had been bathed in the light of the two sacred trees before the sun and moon appeared.

"Glorfindel now lives in Rivendell, but unfortunately, he happened to be away during the few weeks you were there. Otherwise you should have met long ago."

Having said this, Gandalf put down the palm that was originally holding the pipe, patted the [Enemy Sword] Gramdrin on his waist, and said with an interesting smile.

"In fact, it is better to leave the two swords owned by Thorin and me to him to identify. He was the one who governed the country and fought side by side with the holders of these two swords."

Gondolin, the city built by the elves in the First Age.

Lann remembered that when Elrond mentioned the origin of the enemy sword and the beast biting sword, he mentioned this city.

"The city fell, to Morgoth's armies, and to the Balrog."

Lan En said doubtfully.

"Did he survive that time?"

"Survived? No, no, no." Gandalf said with emotion, "Even though he is polite and well-founded now, he was a tough guy back then."

"He took the initiative to stop a powerful enemy at that time."

"Then he died, slain with Borog the Balrog in Gondolin."

The armor of this kind of Forerunner civilization has a built-in protective shield function. If the protective shield is not broken, you will not die. Even if you are stabbed in the kidney, you will be as fine as a normal person. Furthermore, the armor has additional supplementary functions and intelligent settings.

High technology is good for this reason, it makes people comfortable to use it.

But unfortunately, the creations of Isu technology are rare, and as soon as they start to be used, they enter a countdown to decline in power.

It only took Kassandra two years to use up countless Isu technological creations.

After all, the civilization of the Isu people has been too long ago, and these technological products have been abandoned for too long.

Being able to dig it out and still use it is a sign of power.

This is the armor that Lan En favors in terms of technology.

In terms of materials, there is no doubt that the various biological materials in the New World are dizzying.

The ecological circle that is full of life force and prosperous has given birth to a variety of powerful creatures that are always evolving.

Hunters hunt monsters and then turn the monster materials into their own weapons and armor.

In this process, when forging truly powerful protective gear and weapons, the [essence] of the monster will be deliberately preserved, so that the armor has some residual characteristics of the monster during its lifetime.

But while they are powerful, the [essence] of these monsters will also corrode and oppress the wearer.

It is said that hunters who cannot afford high-end equipment but show off their strength often end badly in the end.

Lan En is very interested in the armor of the New World, and if we really want to pursue advanced armor produced in this kind of technology and environment, then adapting to the pressure of the armor on the user is a necessary process.

Smaug's evil spirit is not unacceptable to Lan En. It is even a prop that allows him to adapt in advance.

"Oh, that's good." The old wizard said innocently, as if he didn't realize anything. "It makes sense for warriors to want stronger armor."

"It's reasonable, but it seems that no one has used the dragon's scales as armor for Smaug's body. There's no technology or blueprints at all. Aren't you Maia? Use your wisdom to help!"

Although Gandalf does not look like Valar-Aulë, God of the Forge and creator of the dwarves, the Maia of that realm.

But since he is a **** born from the mind of the Creator God, it should be okay to make an armor design drawing on the spot, right?

"Unfortunately, it can't be done."

Gandalf's face showed regret, but in Lan En's eyes, this guy was obviously smiling in his heart!

"I told you, Lan En. My mind is muddled and I have lost a lot of knowledge, wisdom, and memory. Don't embarrass me!"

With that said, Gandalf stood up tremblingly, as if he was not the one who could chop off the troll's head with a sword in broad daylight.

Seeing the old wizard acting directly, the corners of Lan En's mouth twitched, but there was really nothing he could do.

The banquet in the lonely mountain continues.

Although the King under the Mountain could only briefly attend some important moments due to serious injuries, as comrades who had just fought side by side against the enemy, the elves and humans fully understood this.

Early the next morning, humans who did not have the ability to pursue the remaining orcs were first invited to discuss post-war matters with Thorin. Lan En listened as an invited witness.

Thorin announced that he recognized Bard's inheritance rights to Riverdale City, and paid gold to humans as agreed, enough gold to rebuild Riverdale City and Lake Town.

Then there is the white gem that has always been placed in a conspicuous place in the treasure house, the national treasure from the Woodland Kingdom and the relic of Thranduil's wife, shining with starlight.

The treasure was also returned to its original owner. Although Thranduil still didn't smile when he saw Thorin, at least he would not subconsciously think that Thror's grandson would still be a thief.

(End of chapter)