Rivendell is built on a mountain.
One side is close to the towering mountain peaks.
It is surrounded on three sides by wide rivers that flow all year round.
Only a huge arch bridge connects the two ends of the valley.
Members of the expedition team were walking on this huge arch bridge.
"This is Rivendell. I've heard of it many times before, but I didn't expect that one day I would be able to go to Rivendell..."
"Although it is the residence of elves, it is really beautiful here, just like a fairy tale..."
"Can you shut up, elves are our enemies..."
"You need to shut up. Didn't you hear Gandalf say, this is our strategy. Do you understand the strategy?"
"Shut up, you guys. It won't be good if those elves hear it..."
"If you hear it, you will hear it. I will be afraid of those elves who are like girls..."
"Shut up, all of you. You're all here. We are guests now, and Pangbo Bofur also needs treatment from the elves. Please stop saying a few words for a while and don't embarrass us dwarves..."
"Of course I won't embarrass the dwarf..."
The dwarves like to chatter and make noises as usual.
In the past, Morgan also liked to put in a few words when the dwarves were quarreling and quarreling, to soothe the boredom of the journey.
Listening to the dwarves argue was one of the few pleasures Thorin Oakenshield, Gandalf and the others had during their boring journey.
But now, Morgan had no intention of listening to the dwarves' nonsense.
He is now concentrating on admiring the picturesque scenery of Rivendell.
For Morgan, he can appreciate the scenery that truly belongs to the elf city "Rivendell" with his own eyes.
Instead of being in front of a movie screen, looking at the illusory scenery that can only be made with green cloth special effects.
What a blessing.
Of course, Morgan came to this world with the golden thigh of the Time Traveler System.
This is his most unparalleled luck.
At this time, like Morgan, Morgan was not the only one who fully appreciated the scenery of Rivendell.
Like Bilbo, like the white-bearded dwarf Balin, like the dwarf Dwalin, or even Thorin Oakenshield.
You must know that it is not easy to come to Rivendell.
Especially for dwarves.
The elves are their enemies.
God knows if there will be another opportunity like this in the future.
Those who are smart will naturally take the time to appreciate it. This will be bragging rights when drinking in the future.
And when I get older, I can tell my grandson about the adventures I had when I was young, and there will be stories to tell.
Walk slowly along the giant arch bridge that is nearly 100 meters long.
Not long after, the group of people passed the gaze of two huge statues of elf warriors guarding the bridge.
We really walked into the wide square at the foot of the mountain belonging to Rivendell.
Everyone didn't have to wait long.
Soon, several elves appeared on the stone stairs ahead.
The leading elf is slender and handsome, wearing gorgeous and exquisite robes.
Just by showing up, you can give others an air of gentleman and refinement.
Morgan immediately looked at the other person's ears. They were indeed pointed and slender. They were different from those of the dwarf hobbits he had seen so far.
"What would happen if a dwarf or a hobbit had ears like this?"
This thought suddenly came to mind.
Morgan fantasized about having sharp ears, short stature, and ugly appearance...
A fantasy creature immediately appeared in Morgan's mind: the goblin.
He shook his head, trying to put the bad images out of his mind.
Morgan's eyes once again focused on the elves walking towards him.
I have to lament that it is normal for elf ears to grow like this.
The headed elf is a handsome gentleman.
The other elves are similar in appearance and figure.
In the previous life, whether these people were recruited to be models or went to the White Horse Club to become male models, they would all be the targets of competition.
Just seeing these people, Morgan felt that the elves were indeed different.
Just randomly come out, no, a few of them are handsome.
However, the opponent is handsome, but it always feels like something is missing.
Well, it's a little less distinctive...
Yes, it just lacks the characteristics!
These elves look a bit like they came from an assembly line.
Far inferior to myself.
He secretly recalled his appearance.
Many interesting thoughts suddenly popped into Morgan's mind.
In his previous life, Morgan was ugly and fierce.
When I see a handsome guy, I sometimes think that no matter how handsome he looks, he is not enough to punch him.
Now he's dressed like a handsome guy.
When I see handsome guys again, I don’t want to beat them, but secretly compare myself with myself.
"That's a fucking idea!"
Shaking his head vigorously, Morgan cursed secretly and stopped thinking about it.
The leading elf obviously knew Gandalf and greeted him from a distance.
Gandalf also greeted him with a smile on his face.
The two talked in Elvish.
Morgan listened carefully and found that he could understand.
Only then did he realize what the first built-in ability "Universal Language" in the ability column of the body data panel meant.
Gandalf chatted with the elf named Lind and did not shy away from everyone.
It's just that the two of them spoke Elvish.
The elf named Linde looked at the dwarves not far away from time to time during the chat.
It made the suspicious dwarves nervous.
Morgan knew the general content of the conversation between the two men, but he would certainly not tell anyone else.
at this time.
A loud horn sound suddenly sounded from the other side of the river valley in the distance.
The group of people in the square immediately turned their heads.
I saw a large group of elven cavalry wearing silver armor and fully armed rushing towards this side from the other side of the giant arch bridge.
When Thorin Oakenshield saw this scene, he immediately felt like he was facing a powerful enemy.
He drew out his dagger, stood in front of the team and shouted: "Quick, gather together and get closer!"
The dwarves took out their weapons and quickly took a defensive stance.
At this time, the heavily armed elven cavalry finally rushed into the broad square.
A large number of cavalry moved back and forth around the dwarf team.
The dwarves stared at the elves, but did not dare to act rashly.
At this time, a tall, handsome and majestic middle-aged elf wearing golden armor and a golden flower crown rode into the square on a tall white horse.
"Gandalf!"
The middle-aged elf greeted Gandalf from a distance.
"Lord Elon..."
Gandalf bowed slightly.
The middle-aged elf dismounted, stepped forward, smiled and hugged Gandalf.
Morgan could guess that the handsome and majestic middle-aged elf in front of him should be the elf lord of Rivendell.
With Rivendell's status in the entire Middle-earth world.
And the elf lord's passion for Gandalf.
Morgan could see that the relationship between the two was indeed extraordinary.
"Where have you been?"
After patting each other on the shoulders, Gandalf looked at King Ellon and smiled.
"We just hunted a group of orcs from the south, and we also killed a lot near the secret pass."
"It's strange for orcs to be so close to our borders."
"I wonder if something or someone lured them here."
King Elon said as he handed the sword in his hand to the elf on the side, turned to look at the expedition team and said.
