Kiss the hand.
When Morgan met Galadriel for the first time, he gave her a rather elegant kiss on the hand.
Although Lord Celeborn and Gandalf felt the surprise.
But I feel like it’s nothing.
Lady Galadriel's beauty and charm have always been extraordinary.
In the world of Middle-earth, deal with elves who live almost forever.
Especially when facing such noble lord-level elves.
Etiquette is a very important thing.
Good etiquette gestures can clearly leave a deep impression on the other party.
The reason why Morgan was able to perform the rather standard elf kissing hand ritual when meeting Galadriel.
It all stems from the past years in the Woodland Kingdom, when Tauriel taught his daughter and son.
By the way, I learned a lot about elf etiquette for Morgan.
"Meet Lord Celeborn."
After Morgan kissed Galadriel's hand and saluted, he stood up very naturally and bowed slightly again to salute the tall and handsome elf lord in front of him, wearing a blue exquisite and luxurious robe.
"Morgan, I have heard your name for a long time."
"Welcome to Lothlorien..."
Celeborn smiled and spoke.
Although he looks a bit handsome and aloof, he is not as friendly as the Eldron Elf Lord of Rivendell.
But as soon as the other person spoke, Morgan could feel the sincerity in the other person's words.
Not to mention other things, the appearance and cultivation of these elf lords are really speechless.
A quick chat.
At this time, Eagle King Gwaihir also came over.
"Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel, they have been found. It's time for me to leave."
"Stay and dine. The banquet is ready."
"No, next time."
"Okay, that'll be next time."
"Um..."
"Goodbye Gandalf."
"Morgan, it's nice to meet you. I hope you can have time to visit the Great Wilderness."
"Definitely, I will definitely accept Lord Gwaihir's invitation..."
"Then it's settled."
"goodbye."
"goodbye."
The four of them watched Gwaihir Eagle King fly into the sky and quickly disappear into the sky.
Morgan and Gandalf, led by Lord Celeborn and Galadriel, walked toward the tree city behind them.
Morgan had noticed this majestic and fantastic tree city before when he was on the huge back of the Eagle King.
After Gandalf's introduction, he also learned that this piece of land where the huge dragon forest that blocks the sun grows is the main city of Lothlorien in the Golden Forest, "Karas Garadon".
It has been a long time since I came to this world.
Morgan has also seen too much of this world.
The paradise-like comfort and beauty of Rivendell, the majesty of the Lonely Mountain Kingdom of Erebor, and the exquisiteness of the Dark Forest Kingdom.
These are all completely different construction styles.
Just like the Karas Galaton in front of you, a tree city built on a huge giant tree, it is a completely fantasy scenery in a style.
Lord Celeborn and Gandalf walked in front, and they kept talking.
Galadriel accompanied Morgan, slightly behind and two steps ahead.
The two of them naturally talked a lot less.
Morgan quietly admired the different styles in front of him, almost completely different from the scenery of the two elven territories of Rivendell and Woodland Kingdom.
Galadriel noticed where Morgan was looking and introduced a word or two from time to time.
It didn't take long.
Morgan and Gandalf were taken to a tree garden.
The garden is not too big, but the decoration and construction style are very harmonious and integrated with the entire Maolong woodland. It looks like a naturally grown tree garden.
The exquisite long wooden dining table is already filled with delicious food.
It was similar to the food that Morgan had at the banquet when he was first received by Lord Eldron in Rivendell many years ago.
There are a large number of red, green, cyan, purple and other bright and crystal clear fruit delicacies on the table.
The four of them sat down.
Lord Celeborn stretched out his hand, and the elf attendant holding an exquisite wine bottle handed over the wine in his hand.
Sounds of light and sweet music also rang out.
"Try the wine of Karas Galadon."
"Gandalf used to always say he didn't drink enough..."
"Ha ha..."
Celeborn himself poured the wine for Morgan Gandalf.
The banquet for four people also started in the tree garden in Maolong.
After eating quickly, I filled my stomach a little.
Celeborn soon asked about the dark abyss of Moria where Gandalf and Morgan fell this time.
With the more familiar Gandalf around, Morgan naturally listened quietly and would only say a few words when he was asked.
Gandalf talked about why he chose to take the road to the Mines of Moria this time, and the monsters in Moria's West Gate Valley.
Finally, it was said that Morgan was swallowed by the monster and dragged to the bottom of the water, and finally killed the monster under the water.
The two rulers of Lothlorien showed obvious surprise and admiration.
The human Morgan in front of him has no bloodline identity or background. It can be said that the reputation he has today is entirely based on his achievements through fighting and killing all the way.
Such a person, not to mention other aspects of character and character, is worthy of respect from any free race just based on his deeds and strength.
When Morgan suddenly asked Lothlorien if the two rulers knew what the monster in the Darkstream Valley was.
Galadriel thought for a while and then said: "That monster seemed to be called the "Water Watcher" a long time ago. No one knows how it appeared, and no one knows the meaning of its existence."
Galadriel puts an end to that problem.
Gandalf then continued to speak, and soon talked about the appearance of the ancient Balrog.
"We fought Morgoth the Balrog on the Bridge of Khazadum..."
"We fell into the abyss and fought the Balrog in the underground river..."
"We fought the Balrog into the ice and snow of Silver Teeth Peak..."
"In the end, Morgan stabbed Gramdrin deeply into Balrog's chest and killed Balrog..."
Gandalf said this.
Only then did Celeborn and Galadriel become truly moved.
That is the ancient Balrog who has lived from ancient times to the present, and is an important follower of the existence "Morgoth (Melkor)" who was once loyal to Sauron, the Dark Lord of Mordor.
The Balrog is a powerful ancient monster that even Sauron can't compare to.
There is no doubt about the authenticity of the words coming from Gandalf's mouth.
Morgan can kill the Balrog, and his great strength and contribution to the free race in the entire world are extremely important.
The two golden forest rulers looked at Morgan with more and more respect.
"Without Gandalf's restraint and help, I would not be able to kill the Balrog..."
Seeing Gandalf say this, Morgan also smiled and answered.
"Yes, maybe you all noticed something different about me..."
As Gandalf spoke, he naturally returned to this most important matter.
Because of who Morgan is and what he does.
Gandalf didn't shy away from Morgan when talking about his transformation.
Lord Celeborn and Galadriel saw this and had a deeper understanding of the relationship between Gandalf and Morgan.
The four of them sat in the tree garden while dining, chatting about the Balrog, the Demon King Sauron, Saruman of Isengard, Gandalf becoming a white-robed wizard, and the current situation facing the entire Middle-earth world. Naturally, the expedition team and his party were easily discussed.
When Morgan asked about the expedition's status and whereabouts.
Celeborn said: "The situation was very bad when they came to Karaskaradon, but here, their situation has improved a lot."
"You two came a step late. Just yesterday, they left here by boat."
"But Modo has set his sights on them. Orcs are following them. They are in danger now..."
When Lord Celeborn finished speaking.
Morgan suddenly asked: "If we set off as soon as possible, can we catch up with them?"
"It's possible, but you definitely can't leave today."
Galadriel answered with a smile: "Mithrandil's robes and staff will take time to make..."
"You have just experienced the battle with Morgoth the Balrog, and you also need a good rest."
Galadriel's smile was something Morgan and Gandalf couldn't refuse.
So, after the banquet was over.
The two of them naturally rested in Karaskaraton.
He was taken to the exquisite tree hole room at the foot of the Maolong Forest tree by the elf attendant here.
Gandalf waited for a while and was called away again by the elf attendants.
Morgan didn't care either, Gandalf had been friends with Celeborn and Galadriel for many years.
It's normal for friends to have some things that they don't feel comfortable saying in front of themselves.
In the past few days, under the underground river, on the snow-capped Silver Teeth Peak (the name of the place I learned from Galadriel).
Morgan didn't sleep much.
At this time, we came to Karas Galaton, where the environment was extremely safe, natural and comfortable.
Morgan quickly fell asleep unconsciously on the soft pillow.
...
The Great River Anduin.
There is a river channel with lush mountains and ridges on both sides and a wide river with rapid water flow.
A small flotilla of three fine ferries was on its way.
The three ships and eight people were naturally the Fellowship of the Ring expedition headed by Aragorn.
It has been a few days since setting off from Lothlorien.
At this time, everyone was not far from the end point of the Anduin River journey, "Laros Falls".
That day the light group in the sky completely tilted westward.
The sky darkens.
Aragon then hailed three ferries to dock.
The eight people tied up the ferry, found a flat piece of land on the river bank, and started to light a fire and prepare for dinner.
Sam was busy with dinner.
The other members sat around the campfire, all of them a bit silent.
Even though I was entertained by Lord Celeborn in Lothlorien not long ago.
Received comfort and parting gifts from the beautiful Lady Galadriel.
But as long as everyone talks about either Gandalf or Morgan, the atmosphere in the team will become silent as fast as they can see.
Especially for the sensitive Frodo.
Moreover, as the team gets closer to Modo.
The atmosphere within the expedition team also became somewhat restless.
After dinner, Legolas, Gimli and Pippin Merry, the two hobbits, quickly fell asleep.
Sam put away the dishes.
Frodo sat alone, looking dazed and lost.
Not far from the water's edge.
Boromir was looking at a slowly moving black figure on the water far behind.
Aragorn stepped forward and whispered: "That is Gollum. He has been following us since the mines of Moria."
"I thought I could shake it out of the river, but it was too familiar with water."
Aragorn whispered and walked aside.
Boromir couldn't help it, and immediately looked at Aragorn and said: "If it tells Modo our current position, it will be dangerous for us to continue crossing the river."
"Aragorn, Minas Tirith is relatively safe. We can regroup our forces there and get to Mordor better. Shall we go to Gondor?"
Boromir looked at Aragorn and said in a deep voice, his eyes full of expectation, even prayer.
"No, Gondor has no advantages for us." Aragorn still shook his head.
For days, Boromir had been trying to convince Aragorn to lead the group to Gondor, but Aragorn remained unmoved.
Finally, Boromir couldn't help it anymore, looked at Aragorn and asked in a deep voice: "Why?"
"Why can you easily believe in elves, but refuse to believe in us humans?"
"Yes, we have shortcomings, but we humans also have courage and a sense of honor!"
"But you just won't admit it!"
"Don't leave!"
Boromir grabbed Aragorn and continued to question loudly: "You are afraid, you are afraid!"
"You've spent your whole life hiding in the shadows!"
"You are afraid of your birth, afraid of your identity..."
Aragorn looked at the hysterical Boromir and said with an extremely calm expression: "I will never let the Ring come close to your city!"
After speaking, Aragorn turned and walked towards the resting place.
Boromir stood behind him, looking at the dark water, his expression gloomy and he secretly clenched his fists.
...
Lothlorien.
In the early morning, the sky was just getting dark.
Karas Galaton, in front of the quiet ferry where the expedition team was sent off.
Morgan wears a dark red dragon scale mail armor and a dark green exquisite elf robe and cape.
Gandalf, who was holding a pure white staff, wearing pure white robes, and also wearing a dark green Lothlorien robe and cloak, was saying goodbye to Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel.
Celeborn kept talking to Gandalf a little further away.
Morgan stood in front of Galadriel.
Galadriel, who is still wearing a white dress today, looks particularly elegant and beautiful.
She looked at Morgan with a smile: "Morgan, I wanted to give you a sword, but you already have "Gramdelin"."
"I want to give you armor. You also have scales forged from the dragon scales of the evil dragon Smaug."
"I can only give you the bow of the Galadhrim..."
Galadriel said as she picked up a light yellow longbow with a slender body and a beautiful bag of finely forged arrows from the attendant's tray behind her, and handed them to Morgan.
If Legolas were here, then he would definitely be able to recognize that the longbow that Lady Galadriel gave to Morgan at this time was the same type of longbow that was given to him.
"There is a mist surrounding you..."
"There is a light shining on you..."
"Have firm faith and may Lothlorien's blessings always be with you..."
...
It’s the third day in Karas Galadon.
Morgan and Gandalf set off on their way with Celeborn and Lady Galadriel's blessing.
The small ferry carried Morgan and Gandalf as well as dry food and drinks.
Move quickly towards the Anduin River ahead.
