The songs of the elves have always been known for their beautiful and melodious songs. It seems that when they created and blessed the first-born children, they were given singing voices that would be the envy of all the Ainur (Valar).
When they sing, even the mighty Tokas (god of war) stops and listens.
Especially the Teleri, who are free and romantic in nature, prefer the seaside and singing than the forest and the land. Their singing is the most beautiful and melodious among all the known elven races. This is even the most popular among Valar's favorite mortals. Even the Ya clan can't compare.
Therefore, although the alien soul cannot understand what the elves outside are singing, it does not prevent him from deeply feeling the love for life and praise for all things contained in the elves' songs, which emanates from the soul. The cry touched people's hearts.
After being stunned for a moment, the alien soul came back to reality from this extremely beautiful song.
He sat up.
look around.
He found that the person who rescued him must be a noble (or not short of money) big shot, because he found that everything including the silk quilt covering him at the moment was extremely luxurious.
Each item is either carved with countless exquisite patterns or luxuriously decorated with various gemstones. It is so beautiful that it makes you wonder if you are in paradise.
He hesitated for a moment, then plucked up the courage, and carefully opened the thin gauze quilt embroidered with gold threads, woven with some unknown material, which was more like a work of art than a handicraft, and stood up. .
Well.
The alien soul was surprised to feel a bit of oppression. Without him, his body was simply too tall.
When he straightened up, the alien soul almost touched the ceiling of the cabin.
So much so that he had to lower his head slightly unnaturally.
He raised a hand and looked blankly at his thick, slender fingers that were full of power. When he grasped them, a surge of power that even he could feel came from his body. His real, beating heart as strong as a drum.
"so."
The soul from another world murmured to himself: "Am I really traveling through time and being resurrected?"
He released his fist as big as a casserole and walked to a shield embedded with gems.
This is a kite-shaped shield that looks more like a work of art than a handicraft. The owner of the shield doesn't know whether it is used for combat or simply for decoration.
The shield surface is forged from an unknown metal and is bright silver in color. The shield surface is polished like a mirror, and the light can be used to identify people! The edges are carved with extremely complicated patterns, and the center is carved with two strange large trees using gilt technology. The branches and leaves of the trees are inlaid with hundreds of fine sapphires and rubies. Amazing!
But this was not what the alien soul cared about. He ignored the extremely luxurious patterns and gems, and instead used the light-reflecting shield as a mirror to examine the appearance of his body.
"really!"
The alien soul looked calmly at the pair of cold, gem-like, amber-gold eyes in the 'mirror', with a dark pupil standing deep in the middle, thoughtfully.
"It says, as strong as a dragon, it's not just an adjective!"
"Am I really a walking humanoid dragon?"
The alien soul pinched his brows with a headache and stood up straight.
The dragon-like cold golden vertical pupils blinked, and even the thinnest pattern axis and dust on the shield could be seen clearly.
"What kind of world have I come to!" The soul from another world looked up to the sky and sighed.
"Du~~"
The melodious horns of the sailors sounded.
Gray Harbor has arrived.
Half a month later.
In the early morning, the alien soul was awakened by the sound of the horn at the pier. He knew that this was the sound of the coast patrol coming back into the harbor. Nothing major happened during this patrol, because the person who blew the horn was still in the mood to mourn. The residents of Hong Kong serenade.
“What a great day!”
The alien soul stretched and got up from the warm and pleasant bed.
This is a small nest specially made for him by the elves. The whole body is carved from the branches of a huge holly tree deep in the Blue Mountains. After special processing techniques by the elves craftsmen, it not only exudes a faint fragrance, but the entire It is also in the shape of an oval and semi-circular ball, with extremely complicated patterns and some animal and plant shapes carved on the top and bottom, supplemented by some decorative rubble. Well, the souls from other worlds feel that the enjoyment of feudal emperors is nothing more than this!
There's nothing he can do about it. His body is too tall and majestic.
It has a torso that is comparable to the orcs of Gundabad (Gundaba), slender but powerful limbs, plus the amber-like golden vertical pupils that are now being spread more and more magically. Even if the alien soul does nothing, just That oppressive look was enough for the elves of Gray Harbor to unanimously agree that this is the most violent and beautiful creation created by Yiru!
Therefore, the elves enthusiastically set aside a separate house for the alien soul in the southwest of Gray Port, on the high ground near the government office and banquet hall, and prepared all the furniture, clothing, etc. suitable for his physique. , so enthusiastic that even the souls from other worlds can’t bear it.
Even though the pair of strange golden vertical pupils in the eyes of the alien souls reminded some elves who had experienced the "War of Sudden Fire" in the First Era of some disgusting and frightening things, in the end, these The elves still listen to the feelings deep in their hearts and souls - Yi Ru's blessing, 'Everything I create and bless will be your friend, and everything I hate and dislike will not be able to hurt you! 'At this moment, the elves suppressed their disgust and fear of a certain terrible monster in their memories, and chose to accept an alien soul of unknown origin, with eyes like the ancestor of all evil dragons, the demon dragon Glaurung.
Because unlike the terrifying and feared dragon in their memory, the firstborn children felt the faintest hint of divinity in the souls of the other world!
It was a terrifying and respectable aura that could only be felt by the powerful men in the former blessed land of Valinor.
Therefore, the elves of Gray Harbor warmly welcomed the alien souls with mysterious origins brought back by the shipbuilders, and kept them in their homes with great enthusiasm.
"Good day."
The alien soul, who still knew nothing about it, simply washed and dressed and walked out of the 'luxury villa' prepared by the elves for him.
Along the way, he walked happily on the clean streets paved with stone slabs by the elves, smiling at the elves he could meet who were ten or even a hundred times more beautiful than the Victoria's Secrets on earth. They said hello.
He spoke Sindarin, which is also the most commonly spoken Elvish language in Middle-earth today.
This is one of his biggest gains in the past month and a half.
Simple everyday conversations.
"Good day."
A female elf with long silver hair and a hollowed-out silver forehead ornament with intricate patterns smiled softly and replied: "Ocrianm."
Okriam, Sindarin, means 'golden eyes'.
The corner of the alien soul's mouth twitched, he smiled and bowed to the female elf, who looked like a Sindar elf, and continued walking forward.
Because if it is a Falas elf, then she should have a little bit of "dialect" in her spoken language - although the Sindar elves and the Falas elves both belong to the Teleri tribe, one of them likes the dark forest and the other prefers the sun. The beautiful seaside, so over thousands of years, gradually, there have been slight changes in the language of the two.
However, before walking a few steps, the alien soul met another female elf at the corner of the main road. She had long black silky hair, gray eyes, and was as tall as the Sindar elf in front of her.
"Good day, Eliven."
The alien soul was very surprised and said to the female elf: "Why are you here!"
"Why can't I be here?"
The female elf raised her eyebrows, with an angry expression on her beautiful face, as if she was blaming him for asking a stupid question: "I am the Lord's guard, I can go wherever I want!"
This female elf who once handed the master of Gray Harbor a cloak to cover the majestic body of the soul from the other world deliberately scratched him: "It's you, Mestors, the light of Yaryn even shines on your butt. Yes, why did you just get up?"
Maestors, in the Noldor language, means 'tall, majestic'.
And Yareen's light pointed to the sun.
In ancient times, after the twin sacred trees that illuminated the world were destroyed by Morgoth and the evil and corrupted Valar and Ugoliant, the Valar used the last essence of the twin sacred trees to create two spaceships representing the sun and the moon. And let two Maia - Yaryn and Tyrion drive over Arda.
Among them, Yareen is driving the spacecraft that represents the sun.
Well, seeing this, I believe the readers must have noticed that the naming of elves is so simple and crude, and each has its own preference.
The Sindar (Faras) elf, who has a more cheerful and romantic temperament, likes the beautiful amber-like vertical eyes of the alien soul, so he prefers to call him Okriam.
The Noldor elves, who have a more lively and direct temperament, are even more amazed by the majestic body of the alien soul that seems to be full of divine radiance, so they prefer to call him Mestors.
In other words, when the soul from another world first arrives in this world and has not yet understood the language of this world, he already has two names!
There's no other way, you can't just call him "hey", right?
The elves thought so.
Completely ignoring the confused look on the face of the alien soul who already understood the language of this world to some extent.
"Bourne, you can call me Bourne!"
The alien soul said helplessly to the beautiful female elf in front of him.
Compared with the elves who gave him two elven names on their own, the alien soul named himself "Dragon Burn" after the initial shock.
Well, actually the ability of alien souls to name themselves is not very good.
Dragon Born, wouldn't he be the Dragonborn instead?
Well, not as good as the first two...
Good or bad, it's just a code name anyway, the soul from another world thought like this, forcing itself to try not to think about the name and familiar people and things...
Here, although he was still stumbling when it came to morality, it was undeniable that the female elf still understood what he said.
Thinking that half a month ago, the dragonborn in front of me was deaf and couldn't understand everyone's words, and now she was stumbling and struggling with her own name. This black-haired and gray-eyed Noldor female elf deliberately said humorously. Said in Noldor: "Yes, Maestorus."
"..."
The Sindar Elf who was not far away immediately let out a pleasant laugh.
Nowadays, more and more elves are singing that Illyvan of the Noldor has seen the strong body of the dragonborn with golden eyes, and both of them are unhappy.
Shaking his head, the alien soul decided not to tangle with the female elf. He looked at the female elf strangely twice and found that she was wearing a military uniform with a sword on her waist. He said: "Iliwen, you are here to see me. Is it mine?"
The female elf who serves as the bodyguard of the master of Gray Harbor usually does not leave the Government Affairs Office too far. After all, protecting Chierdan, the master of Gray Harbor, is her most important mission.
Although the two of them got along better than other elves due to some strange fate, it didn't mean that the female elf would come to him for no reason, just when the sun had just revealed its round face.
Seeing that the soul from another world was talking about business, the female elf in military uniform put away her smile and said seriously: "Mestors, the Lord has summoned you to the Government Affairs Hall. There is a guest from afar who wants to see you. you!"
