The first meeting with the gray-robed wizard ended like this. The alien soul pursed his lips tightly and walked quickly towards the kitchen.
He was in a trance and did not notice the concerned gaze of the female elf not far away.
"so."
As he walked, his mind was racing: "What kind of weird abilities does this body have hidden in it?"
Not to mention the eyes that see through all illusions and have amazingly good vision.
In the past half month, the alien soul has also discovered that its adaptability to temperature is ridiculously strong. During the day, no matter how strong the sunlight was, he would not feel stuffy, but at night, the cold sea breeze felt like a cool breeze blowing on him!
It can be seen that what the great will said at the beginning, "May your body be strong and healthy, and not afraid of severe cold and heat" is now appearing.
In order to verify his conjecture, he proudly found an open flame to test. As a result, when he put his thick palm into the hot firelight, the scorching flame actually only burned his big hand that looked like warm jade on the surface. It was roasted warm, and when I took it away, I saw that even the skin was not burned.
At that moment, the alien soul was silent.
In order to further confirm his conjecture, he went out to find a sharp table knife. It was one of the 'gadgets' forged by elves, and its quality was absolutely guaranteed.
But the result still made him groan.
Because, the sharp knife forged by the elves only made a shallow white mark on his skin! It wasn't until he calmed down and increased his strength that the sharp blade barely cut through his tough leather-like skin.
Looking at the 'wound' that was so thin that it was almost negligible, the alien soul dropped the knife and sat aside blankly.
Then, today.
Because of the gray robe wizard's 'unexpected attack', the Dragonborn's other two abilities were triggered.
One is spiritual.
The dragon's will gives him extremely strong mental defense!
Although he didn't know if he could resist the whispering temptation of the Supreme Lord of the Rings, the Dragonborn felt that he would be able to endure and resist spiritual attacks better than most elves and humans.
The second one is Dragon Roar!
Oh my god, the alien souls still can’t believe that such a loud and majestic roar came from him.
That is not the sound that ordinary things can make.
The voice seemed to possess magical powers, not only majestic and loud, but also frightening.
Otherwise, the gray-robed wizard would not have used protective magic so nervously.
This is also true. Following the terrifying roar of the alien soul, the elves of Gray Harbor and the dwarves in the south of the Blue Mountains were as frightened as if they heard a giant dragon roaring up to the sky. Its majestic and oppressive momentum was rushing towards them. Come!
The forests, mountains, and everything else trembled under the roar of the dragon from ancient times.
It was a tremor at the soul level.
The elves and dwarves simultaneously recalled the time when the first evil dragon in the world, the demon dragon Glaurung, brought trouble to Middle-earth, either through personal experience or in the legendary First Age!
I remembered the tragic Battle of Sudden Fire and the mournful Battle of Tears, and the horrific scenes of countless compatriots dying under the dragon's demonic flames one after another.
Therefore, the elves in Gray Harbor looked in the direction of the Government Affairs Office in surprise.
The roar came from the Lord Lord.
And Ocleanm (Mastorus) has just been summoned...
The newly promoted Dragonborn, whose alias was Dragon Born, pursed his lips and endured the weird looks from the various elves he occasionally encountered on the road as he walked.
He was struggling and didn't dare to say hello.
Could it be that when he opened his mouth, another terrifying dragon roar came out?
With a frown on his face, the black-haired dragonborn walked into a tall stone building located in the northeast corner of the Government Affairs Hall, close to the dock and the main road.
Let’s put aside what abilities this body has hidden for now.
The alien soul thought this way, the most important thing now is to make a living.
This is where the working elves of Gray Harbor dine.
On weekdays, some captains of the city guards and captains responsible for patrolling the coast will either go to the only bar on the pier for a drink after their duty, or go to the Gray Harbor Master's restaurant for all elves with professional titles. Enjoy the day's delicacies in the kitchen.
During this period, the elves may sing a song, or they may quietly appreciate the singing voices of others.
The lives of the elves are always peaceful and joyful, but at the same time boring, because in the eyes of the immortal elves, the pursuit of beautiful things and happiness is of course important, but why be anxious?
As time goes by, they have plenty of time to learn and enjoy themselves, right?
Thousands of years seemed like a blink of an eye to them.
…
Here, Fenna in the kitchen has been waiting for a long time. She wears a white chef's hat that is relatively rare among elves. This is something she bought from the Hobbit products and is usually only used on major festivals. It was used during the banquet, which showed that this bear meat feast was quite worth it for her - she put her hands on her hips and looked at the black-haired dragonborn menacingly.
"Ocrianum, you are late. If you don't come, the kitchen will be closed."
Fenna was born in the Second Age. Her mother was a Sindar elf from the Kingdom of Doriath, and her father was a Falath elf from Eglarest. Therefore, Fenna has the unique silver hair color and dark gray eyes of the Teleri tribe. Eyes, besides, not to mention the tall figure and slender legs, just talking about the appearance, well, it should be said that no elf is ugly.
With a face even more beautiful than the Victoria's Secrets, Fenna is more lively and energetic than other elves.
Over the long years, Fenner fell in love with cooking.
Yes, she is the master with the most say in the art of food cooking in the entire Gray Port.
Over the past few hundred years, she had been responsible for the food of the master of Gray Harbor and many elves. When she heard that the hunting team had captured a bear weighing several hundred kilograms, Fenna was so excited that she didn't sleep all night.
The next day, when the hunting team finally brought back the captured big bear, Fenner was so excited that she gave the poor bear a skin cramp on the spot, and then used various cooking techniques and spices to give the rare and good ingredients to the bear. Once done, enjoy it the next day.
The result was good. Someone who had been thinking about having a bear meat feast actually disappeared for a long time. She was so angry that she stood at the door of the kitchen cursing for a long time - because of the blood of the rice cook, the black-haired dragonborn was the same as the one who had been there all along. The elf girl who works around the kitchen and studies cooking skills has a good relationship. After the black-haired and brown-eyed female guard elf girl, she is one of the best elves in the huge gray port.
And here, the black-haired dragonborn saw the familiar Falas elf wearing her ridiculous chef's hat walking absentmindedly around the door from a distance, and suddenly smiled.
He thought for a while, walked up to her, looked at her condescendingly, and said angrily, "Good day, Fenna."
He controlled the volume carefully, lest he suddenly roared.
But fortunately, he controlled it very well. The loud voice before was suppressed very low. The chef frowned and raised his beautiful eyebrows: "Is your throat uncomfortable? Why does your voice sound weird? That's right! "
The female elf suddenly thought of something, took the dragonborn's hand and ran inside.
"Don't talk about it yet, come on, the bear meat dinner I carefully cooked all night is almost cold!"
The Dragonborn lowered his head in a slightly embarrassed manner, passed through the door that was a bit low for him, and then crossed the dining room and came to the kitchen filled with all kinds of spice bottles and condiments, kitchen tableware, and the like.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
Fenna excitedly opened a pot, which contained more than half of the bear meat that had been simmered for most of the night with countless fragrant condiments and spices. Now it was just kept warm with ashes to collect the juice.
"I used this..."
The female elf kept introducing her masterpiece to the black-haired dragonborn.
And as she started cooking, an indescribable fragrance suddenly spread out and went straight into the Dragonborn's mind.
"stop!"
He interrupted the female elf's introduction and swallowed hard: "I don't understand your stuff. I'm so hungry that I could eat a whole bear. Let me eat some first, and then introduce your cooking skills." ." (The grammar of the alien souls here is messy, with both Sindarin pronunciation and Falasian pronunciation, and there are also two sentences of 'Chinese' mixed in)
As he said this, he very impolitely lifted up the whole pot of bear meat, which was obviously stuffy. He looked around, took a pair of knives and forks from the side, put it directly on the big pot, and started to feast on it.
"Kaka!"
The soft meat and wonderful gravy made the Dragonborn almost swallow it with his tongue. From this point of view, the female elf's cooking skills were indeed outstanding, and the bear meat was much more delicious than he imagined. He gulped it down. Chewing, even the bones were broken and swallowed!
Perhaps it is the 'price' of being a dragonborn. When the alien soul has a strong and majestic body in this life, his teeth also begin to develop like a giant dragon.
In the past half month, Dragonborn has eaten almost as much as he did in the previous half year!
According to incomplete statistics, in the past half month, on average, he has eaten half a pig, several kilograms of sausages, more than ten pounds of bread or corresponding wheat products a day, as well as fruits, side dishes and so on.
It can be said that only the elves have the financial resources to provide him with the open creation. Any other weaker forces and individuals would have been defeated by him long ago.
It's really just a walking humanoid dragon.
This is one of the reasons why the black-haired dragonborn can have a good relationship with Fenner.
There is no way, an unreliable elf who studies cooking more than martial arts and claims to be the best in the North in cooking skills, a glutton with a bottomless pit of appetite who cannot be satisfied no matter how much he eats.
Well, what a match made in heaven.
The female elf was originally angry with him for asking for help, but when she saw him devouring food like a glutton, the female elf who claimed to be the best chef in the North suddenly narrowed her eyes with satisfaction.
Ever since the Dragonborn was brought back by the Lord, various speculations about him have been circulating among the elves. Some people say that he is a gift from Valar and is destined by Ilúvatar to end the chaotic era. .
Others say that he may be the descendant of a good dragon who was abandoned by his parents (if he had any) and ended up living on the seaside.
But in any case, it is true that the elves did not feel the evil aura in him. Many "masters" have tried and tested the black-haired dragonborn. Uniquely, the masters said that the black-haired dragonborn His comments were all "Son of Starlight, everlasting light", so the elves began to sincerely accept this outsider with a mysterious origin.
The female elf is one of the elves who has a good sense of the black-haired dragonborn.
Soon, Dragon Byrne swallowed the pot of at least twenty kilograms of secret bear meat, including soup and meat, and then licked his mouth with unsatisfied, pitiful looked at the female elf.
Seeing that the food she carefully prepared was indeed very popular with the black-haired dragonborn, the female elf smiled happily.
She brought another bear's paw cooked with more than half a jar of honey, and some other food, and placed it on the dragonborn's table, watching the black-haired dragonborn eat without raising his head.
"Ocrianum."
Suddenly, the female elf asked: "Did you make that loud noise just now?"
The black-haired dragonborn nodded, stuffing food into his mouth, and said angrily: "That's why I sound like this now!"
Fenna put her hands on her hips and looked at the black-haired dragonborn seriously, her expression thoughtful.
