"…It's just your people, can they fight against the Ring Spirit?"

King Ailon was not angry about Xiao Lan's doubts.

Because he knew that everything that Maiya, who had just arrived in Middle-earth, knew was based on that future, and the scenes that did not appear there were unknown to him.

So the Lord of Rivendell smiled and confidently promoted his pride. "Don't worry, Rivendell has not left many elves, but I will send out the elves nobles who have inherited from the other side of the ancient sea. People who have lived in overseas fairylands walk in the human world and the secluded world at the same time, and can deal with the immortal ring spirits in the secluded world. Although they may not be able to kill them, they can definitely return safely with the rings..."

Until Ailon said this, Xiao Lan still had a half-believing and half-doubted attitude, but when he followed Ailon to meet the so-called elf noble, his original confusion was completely resolved.

It is not the princess Yawen who goes to pick up Aragon in the movie, but the elf nobleman who appears in the novel - Grovindale.

He is tall and strong, with blonde hair, handsome facial features without fear, full of joy. His eyes are shiny, his words are as pleasant as music, and there seems to be a white light in his body, which is faintly radiating through silk, and his whole body exudes a noble spirit that cannot be seen.

Not to mention Xiao Lan, who saw the dazzling soul light directly, even ordinary people could see that he was wise and had authority, and was definitely not a person who could be underestimated. In the movie, he only appeared for a few seconds at the final Aragorn coronation ceremony, but in the original work, he was an extremely critical and extremely powerful person. He died in the first era and killed a powerful flame demon with a half-orc attack. He resurrected in the second era to help Gilgarard and Alon fight against the new dark demon king Sauron. In the third era, the Angma Witch King, the king of the Ring Spirit, was unwilling to fight. He calmly responded to the siege of several Ring Spirits alone...

If this person went out, there would be almost no problem with the Lord of the Rings reaching Rivendell, and Xiao Lan could also add another insurance on this basis.

He found a gold coin in the style of ancient Thebes, and he reached out and threw it to Grovendell, who was preparing the horse. "Bring this with him, he can guide you to find the location of Aragon accurately, which can save you the trouble of going the wrong way. If Aragon encounters danger and activates the gold coin I left him, it will also show the corresponding characteristics. If you haven't found them yet, you should speed up."

The elf noble took the special gold coin exactly. He controlled his thoughts and fumbled it for a while and knew his function. However, he did not say anything thankful, and directly turned over his own white horse, and galloped out like a gust of wind.

It was really like a gust of wind. With the sound of jingling bells and the sound of horse hooves, the white horse ran past everyone like a meteor. In the twilight, you can see its bridle decorated with many shiny ornaments, as if it was covered with gems like stars. The knight's cloak flew behind him, and the hood that took off made his blonde dance in the air.

The speed of this horse running almost made the people on earth forget their usual common sense, because it was too fast. The visual speed was more than 30 kilometers per hour than the bicycle, more than 200 kilometers of an ordinary car, and even more than 400 kilometers of a helicopter flying, reaching a speed of 700 kilometers per hour like the "Dognik Axe". But even at such a speed, its pace was still very light and soft, and there was almost no bump on the horse's back. It was definitely a true divine horse.

Seeing this Qi Juechen disappearing from his sight, Ailon chuckled and patted Xiao Lan's shoulder with a strange expression, "Don't mind, his arrogance comes from his strength. As a hero passed down by the elves, he can even beat Agma Witch King. That's what I can't do if I leave Rivendell. When he comes back, he may go to you to ask for advice."

“…It’s understandable.”

Xiao Lan nodded, but her expression couldn't help but sigh.

After all, it defeated the Fire Demon in ancient times six thousand years ago. Although he himself solved a Fire Demon himself, it was actually just a deserter from ancient times. Grofindale was undoubtedly a formal soldier or even general. And for the past six thousand years, he could not have been standing still and asking for advice... It is really worth looking forward to.

Seeing his appearance, Aaron understood that this did not lead to any bad results, so he immediately made some suggestions on his next plan, "Grovindale will probably return within a week, and you will stay at Rivendale with peace of mind during this period. I believe that this place will definitely make you forget all your worries. When I start to recast the Sacred Sword of Nasir, someone will invite you to watch. Although my skills are not as good as the ancient Nodo Elf, they are definitely not bad. If you want to practice forging techniques, you should have reference value."

"I can't find it."

Again, he answered it in a short sentence. Xiao Lan suddenly realized that he had just arrived in this elf capital. He had become a bit like an elf, as elegant, calm, and unsuspecting to praise and disgrace. He looked at the problem from the perspective of the immortal seed rather than the short life seed, and no longer cared about those irrelevant trivial matters, because it had no meaning before the passage of time.

——Simply put, this should be considered a good thing.

In the following days, Xiao Lan and Flora lived here at Rivendell, who retained the ancient scenery, and the Nasir Sacred Sword belonging to Aragon also began to be repaired in the hands of Eron. This treasure of the Numanor was carried by the first Gondor and King Arno to fight the last alliance battle. The holy sword flashing with the sun and moonlight made the orcs and other depraved humans frightened. However, when fighting against Salon, Irandir was killed, the holy sword was also broken. However, the son and heir of Essidor, Essidor, cut off Salon's finger with a broken sword and defeated the Dark King. Since then, the holy sword that was broken into several pieces has not been recast for thousands of years. The fragments are the treasure of the Northern Kingdom and the destruction of the Northern Rangers.

At this moment, the Holy Sword was finally recast in the hands of the elves. There were seven stars between the patterns of the sun and the moon, and many runes with mysterious power. When the sword was recast, it emitted a dazzling light, the sun's symbol flashed a faint red light, and the moon emitted a soft silver light, and the sword edge seemed extremely sharp. Aaron named the sword again, Andurel. Western Flame, waiting for his real master, Aragon, to come and take it away.

Xiao Lan watched the entire repair process. Ailon generously lent the relevant technical information to him in advance and studied it. Then he made a verification one by one when watching the forging. He saw that the hammer controlled by microcontrol fell, and the broken runes were reconnected and repaired at the existence level, activate the energy circuit and make the holy sword shine again with the light of stars...

This is the most precious wealth. The demon did not give up the opportunity to absorb knowledge at all. He reconstructed the entire scene again and again through the nightmare realm. He first became familiar with it and then copied it and finally took over it himself. He repeated it over and over again until he mastered it completely.

For him, time can actually be said to be "infinite", which basically means that no matter what technology is in hand, he can quickly master it. If he hopes, it will not be a problem to deduce technology or technology in a dream for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years later. However, he did not do this because he has touched the essence and is very clear about a fact.

No matter how incredible it is, anyone can achieve it as long as they have time and technology, which is called "technique".

Technology is absolutely impossible to achieve, no matter how much time or technology is spent, it cannot be realized. It is called "law".

If the "law" is not broken, no matter how you study it, it is meaningless. It is basically the limit to reach integration and integration. The key to continuing to break through is not cheap time, but the so-called opportunity that is destined to be mysterious.

So after mastering the technology of Ailon and being able to perfectly reproduce it, Xiao Lan did not continue to waste her extra time on it, but devoted herself to the rest. He often discussed the dangers he might encounter with Ailon, and searched in Ailon's house, reading many legends and ancient maps. Sometimes Flora was with them, but most of the time she believed in the ability of the two and spent more time in this fairyland-like elves capital.

She met the elf princess Yawen, and soon became friends with her, listening to the fairytale love story between Princess Yawen and Prince Aragon; she also met Bilbo Baggins who wrote a book in the quiet Rivendell, and heard him telling the adventures he had spent with the dwarf prince Thorin, which was more detailed than Tolkien's words. Of course, she did not forget her mission and responsibilities as a knight. In the past few days, she visited many elves. These immortal species, who had lived for thousands of years, possessed more skills than any human wise man. She just learned everything she could learn, such as swordsmanship, bowing, riding, medical skills, and even poetry, singing and dancing. Anyway, she did not suppress her skills. As long as she did not lose sight of one thing, there was only benefit...

And in such a full and fulfilling experience, the peaceful time slowly passed by little by little.

On the eighth day they arrived at Rivendell, Xiao Lan and Flora stood up early. They felt refreshed and walked along the noisy Brunan River, watching the pale sun rise from behind the distant mountains, dispelling thin silver mist. The dewdrops on the yellow leaves flashed with light, and almost every bush had crystal clear spider webs. And while they were about to start the full and fulfilling life again, an elf who had been familiar with them came to the front, "Mr. Grovindale is coming soon, and King Eron invites you to come together to welcome them."

The two looked at each other at the same time, and then they immediately became clear about a fact.

——The main thing is about to begin. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!