Rivendell.
In the giant square at the foot of the mountain.
Just as the Elf Lord Eldron was chatting with the four-person team that came all the way from Lonely Mountain.
An elf girl wearing a white dress had quietly walked up to everyone.
"Father, the banquet is ready..."
A sweet girl's voice suddenly sounded.
Morgan, who was talking to Lord Eldron, looked up and saw an elf girl appearing next to Lord Eldron.
Black hair like a waterfall, skin as white as cream, and beautiful blue eyes.
Wearing an exquisite white dress and an otherworldly temperament, the girl in front of her looks like an elf falling from the sky into the mortal world, noble and beautiful.
Just a glance.
Morgan was stunned by the elf girl who suddenly appeared in front of him.
Speaking of which, past and present lives add up.
Morgan has seen too many beautiful women.
Petite, toned, skinny, plump, pure, charming, sexy and other beauties of all kinds.
However, there was no such thing as the elf girl in front of him that made him feel so amazing.
This is not because of the appearance of the person in front of me.
Of course, the elf girl in front of her is naturally very good-looking.
It's because of the other person's temperament!
Yes, the elf girl in front of her has a very pure and pure temperament.
It's the kind of strong temperament that you can just look at the other person and have a strong temperament in your mind that cannot be blasphemed or can't bear to blaspheme similar thoughts.
Morgan has always felt that the most precious compliment to describe a woman is "clean".
Of course, this "clean" does not refer to anything else.
It refers to the heart and soul.
Only those with a clean mind can exude an otherworldly temperament from the inside out.
This is the case with the elf girl in front of her.
And the other party now calls Lord Eldron his father, so his identity is very clear.
In the memory plot, there was an elf princess named Arwen in Eldron.
Because she wears the great and magical elf jewelry "Evening Star", she is also called "Princess of Evening Star" Arwen.
Arwen is the daughter of Eldron and Princess Celebrian, the princess of the Elven Kingdom of Lothlorien.
She is also the most noble elf woman in the entire Middle-earth world, the ruler of the Golden Forest Lothlorien, and the granddaughter of Galadriel, the most powerful elf queen in Middle-earth since the Third Age.
Arwen has the blood of a demi-god, the blood of the three major elven royal families, and is also the only daughter of the Rivendell elf lord who shares the common blood of the three ancient human families. Her bloodline is extremely noble.
It is very rude to stare at a girl you have never met for a long time.
Morgan certainly wouldn't make this mistake.
All kinds of things flashed through his mind quickly, and Morgan, who had already guessed the identity of the other party, just smiled and glanced at the elf princess next to Lord Eldron, and then immediately turned his head.
Arwen's appearance also immediately attracted the attention of others around her.
After Eldron introduced his daughter's identity, Morgan and Gandalf bowed their heads and saluted Arwen.
Soon, when Eldron's eyes fell on the female elf next to Morgan.
Morgan immediately introduced him: "Tauriel, from the Dark Forest."
Long brown hair, green robe...plus Morgan's introduction.
Eldron recognized at a glance that the female elf in front of him was a Silvan elf, also known as a wood elf.
"Welcome, Tariel..."
Eldron looked at the female elf in front of him and smiled and said, "I hope you can have fun here."
The elves of Mirkwood don't visit Rivendell often.
Eldron can treat the first-time humans, hobbits, and even the dwarves with grudges with courtesy.
Naturally, Tauriel, who is also an Elf, is very welcome.
And he also saw that the female elf in front of him had a close relationship with Morgan.
After some pleasantries.
Elderon immediately invited the four guests to the banquet hall.
After handing over the horse to the elf attendant.
The four Morgans followed Eldron and walked deeper into Rivendell.
Gandalf and Eldron walked side by side, talking and laughing.
Bilbo followed.
Morgan and Tariel followed Bilbo.
Arwen, the elf princess who had appeared before, showed up and left the square quickly.
Looking at the leaving figure of the elf princess.
Morgan had no other thoughts except wonderment.
He already had Tariel, and after experiencing Tariel's affection and passion in bed, he had no intention of flirting with other female elves.
What's more, compared to Princess Arwen, except that her temperament is slightly worse, it can't be said to be worse, it can only be said to be different.
Compared to Princess Arwen who is pure and pure, Tariel has a wild beauty that is difficult to tame.
In addition, Tauriel's appearance is no worse than that of the Elf Princess.
More importantly, Tariel's body curves and bear's figure should obviously be better and bigger than that of the Elf Princess.
This is important to Morgan.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of Princess Arwen.
I remember that at the end of the plot, she married Aragorn, the Human King of Gondor.
Aragorn grew up in Rivendell and can be said to be the adopted son of Lord Eldron to a certain extent.
"Wait, how old is Aragorn now?"
Suddenly thinking of this, Morgan immediately tried his best to recall the plot.
There seems to be a gap of sixty years between the timelines of The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings, and Aragorn seems to be in his eighties during the time of The Lord of the Rings.
So, Aragorn should be in his twenties now.
"Aragorn, who is in his twenties, may no longer be in Rivendell..."
With many thoughts in his mind, Morgan followed the Eldron Lord Eldron as he walked between the Rivendell palaces. His eyes kept looking around, but he failed to see the second human being.
"What happened after I left Dol Guldur?"
At the front of the team, Gandalf looked at Eldron beside him and asked, "How is Lady Galadriel?"
"After you were rescued and left."
Eldron walked at a steady speed in the luxurious palace. Thinking of the thrilling scene of that battle, he said slowly in a deep voice: "Sauron has appeared..."
"Lady Galadriel defeated Sauron..."
"But it also consumed too much power."
"I originally wanted to warn Gondor and pursue the victory to destroy Sauron."
"But Lord Saruman said he would deal with it..."
Eldron slowly told the story of the battle in Dol Guldur.
Gandalf could almost imagine the crisis.
When Eldron finished speaking, Gandalf immediately asked: "Where is Lady Galadri? Is she still here?"
"No, she has returned to Lothlorien now."
Eldron shook his head and said, extending his hand to guide Gandalf and the others towards the garden.
Gandalf couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he heard that Lady Galadriel was not here.
But soon, following Eldron into the open-air garden, he saw that the long table under the huge green tree was filled with all kinds of elven delicacies.
Gandalf immediately felt happy.
Follow along through gardens, squares, fountains, attics, halls, palaces...
While standing in the garden, Morgan discovered that this garden was the same garden where Lord Eldron hosted a banquet for the expedition team last time.
A long table not far away was already filled with delicacies of various colors.
Under the huge green tree, some elves were sitting or standing playing music.
Further away, there are steep cliffs and beautiful scenery.
Bathed in the golden winter sunshine.
The scenery is beautiful, the music is pleasant, and the food is tempting.
The whole garden scene seems like being in a landscape painting.
At the greeting of Lord Eldron.
Morgan took Tariel and sat down in front of the exquisite long table.
When the five people were seated.
Several beautiful elf maids carrying dinner plates came again from the garden entrance.
The elven maids quickly walked up to Morgan and Tariel Bilbo Gandalf, and put down the plates in their hands.
Opening the lid of the delicate dinner plate, a rich aroma of meat immediately hits your face.
What was placed on the dinner plate was a carefully fried beef short rib.
"This is..."
Morgan immediately raised his head, looked at Lord Eldron sitting on the main seat and asked doubtfully.
He had eaten at Rivendell's banquet before. It was basically a vegetarian banquet, and there would be no meat.
When Morgan asked, Tariel and Gandalf Bilbo immediately looked at the host.
Eldron seemed to realize that several people would ask this. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip to moisten his throat and smiled: "I know you are very hungry now."
"These things may not be as filling as easily."
"You guys eat, this time is an exception, there won't be another time..."
Eldron said with a smile.
Several people laughed immediately.
"Thank you, Sir Elon, for making an exception. Let me toast Sir Elon first."
Morgan smiled and raised his glass, touched it with Eldron in the air, and drank it down in one gulp.
Then he took the knife and fork and started cutting the beef short ribs.
He was really hungry.
The last meal was early this morning.
It was almost evening at this time.
Moreover, the carefully cooked beef short ribs in front of you are very fragrant and look very appetizing.
Morgan and Gandalf Bilbo concentrated on dealing with the beef short ribs specially prepared by Lord Eldron in front of them.
Even Tauriel is no exception.
Although she usually eats a small amount of meat, she has always been vegetarian.
The party continued.
After the four-person team rested their stomachs slightly.
The meal immediately slowed down and chatting began.
Because the Battle of Gushan had just passed.
Eldron asked several people about the Lonely Mountain War.
This is what the group of people talked about.
"Morgan, I know it was you and that Bard from Riverdale who teamed up to kill the dragon Smaug."
At this time, Eldron suddenly looked at Morgan and asked: "With the power and terror of that evil dragon, how on earth did you do it?"
The words fell.
Tariel was okay because Morgan told her so.
Gandalf and Bilbo were less sure.
When Lord Eldron asked this question, they immediately looked at Morgan, and they were also curious.
Even the few elf attendants standing aside waiting for instructions, and the beautiful elf girls sitting under the green trees playing flutes, heard the conversation at the table nearby, and their eyes immediately changed. .
They knew the news of the death of the Lonely Mountain Dragon because it spread in Rivendell a few days ago.
They also heard that two warriors named Morgan and Bard killed the dragon.
But he didn't know that the dragon-slaying warrior Morgan among them was sitting at his lord's dinner table, sitting in front of him.
Listen to the story of dragon slaying told by the dragon slaying warrior.
Isn't the scene in front of me just like those legendary adventure stories that have been spread?
Unexpectedly, the legendary stories in the book would actually appear in front of me one day!
No, this is more legendary than those stories in the book.
Because most of the stories in the book are made up by others.
But what appeared in front of him was a living dragon-slaying warrior telling a story in front of him.
Naturally, Morgan didn't know the reactions of the other elves on the side.
Now that Lord Eldron wanted to hear it, Morgan was more than happy to share.
Wealth and honor do not return to their hometown, just like walking in brocade at night.
Slaying a dragon without showing off is just like walking in brocade at night.
He saw that the eyes of the people at the table were all focused on him.
Morgan drank all the wine in the glass, wiped his mouth with the napkin at hand, and then said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Bard and I were able to kill the dragon Smaug."
"That black arrow is crucial..."
"Black Arrow?"
As soon as Morgan finished speaking, Eldron immediately frowned and said, "I seem to have heard of this name..."
"Remembering it, it seems that the former King of the River Valley State, Jilian, used black arrows to deal with the evil dragon. Was that an arrow specially used to deal with the evil dragon?"
Morgan nodded: "Yes."
"You said you only have one black arrow?"
"The news I know is that Jillian seemed to have shot many times but failed to hit the dragon?"
Eldron asked again.
"right..."
"This is the difficult part. Just listen to me and explain it slowly."
Morgan smiled and spoke.
Eldron immediately realized that he had been rude by frequently interrupting to ask questions, and immediately smiled and said: "Sorry Morgan, I'm just more interested in this matter."
"Haha, it's okay, then I'll continue..."
"please continue..."
"I have to mention here that Bard is the descendant of Girion, the king of the River Valley State."
"That's why he has the black arrow left by his ancestors in his hand."
"Although there is only one left..."
Morgan continued to tell the story, and everyone at the dinner table listened attentively, and the music under the big tree beside him continued to become quieter.
Time passed slowly.
The light group on the horizon began to sink to the west.
The sky became dark.
The lanterns all over the open-air garden flicker and rise.
Morgan's dragon-slaying story also begins to come to an end.
"Our constant shooting with ordinary arrows cannot harm the dragon at all..."
"On the contrary, it made the evil dragon even more angry..."
"The entire Changhu Town was submerged in the endless dragon's breath of flames, and countless people in Changhu Town died..."
"That arrow was not broken apart by the dragon's scales as hard as steel like the arrows we shot before..."
"That arrow hit the dragon Smaug right in the belly..."
"The evil dragon screamed and flew into the sky..."
"But not long after, it screamed and fell down..."
"Falled into the long lake..."
"But when the evil dragon died, the entire Changhu Town had been ignited by the dragon's breath flames..."
"Everything was burned to the ground..."
"After killing the dragon, I found the dragon's body. This is what I took from the dragon's body..."
Morgan said, reaching out from his arms and taking out a half-meter-long dark red dragon horn.
"show me..."
"Let me take a look too..."
It was getting darker.
The surrounding lights are getting brighter and brighter.
I don’t know when the music stopped under the big tree.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was lively.
The people who were taking turns playing with the dragon's horns may not have noticed it yet.
In Rivendell, dragon-slaying warriors tell dragon-slaying stories.
This story is destined to be recorded in adventure books and legends.
