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"Let me guess...... Are there any books in the ancient dwarven script in the lord's wealth?and besides, the contents have little to do with medical care, so you can't read them?"
"A lot. Writing, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info plants, animals, forging, tactics, and even some of the secrets of the Dwarven Court. With the elven king's lethally powerful gaze, Elrond stretched his head forward slightly, pretending to be profound: "There are also countless strange things and encounters of ancient dwarves when they traveled in Middle-earth. Unfortunately, I can only read part of the text, and I don't know the details at all. ”
"I can help you!" Under the four slightly surprised gazes, Vernorr lowered his sly smile, "but there are conditions. Can you send me a copy of the translation?"
"Absolutely. But you know all the ancient dwarven languages?" Elrond couldn't believe it.
The ancient dwarven script is not a hieroglyphic script, nor can its mood be determined by pronunciation alone, but it is said to be the most difficult language to understand in Middle-earth. As far as Elrond's knowledge is concerned, the ancient dwarven language, which is the most difficult to understand, must have been invented by the dwarven royal family in order to record and preserve the secrets of the clan. It's just that the dwarves who invented this language must not have thought of it, because it is so difficult to master, and not a single living dwarf has mastered it. Even the dwarves who taught Elrond in the first place only knew about medical treatment. In order to allow the best healers in Middle-earth to heal themselves, he had to translate the ancient medical skills in his hand and send them to Elrond.
"I think I know the least among the sitting beings, about three or four out of ten. It's about forging. I don't know if I can help you. Vernorr glanced at Thrandil with some embarrassment and smiled at Elrond. "No matter how much you know, it's always helpful to have a little bit more to understand. ”
No amount of subtle movement can escape the eyes of the wise men of Middle-earth. Elrond was slightly stunned, and immediately understood what Vernorr meant.
The three elves each understand the ancient dwarven script with different contents, although the content mastered will inevitably have repetitive parts, such as some common nouns and verbs, but the combination of the content of the three elves can at least understand more than eighty percent of the content of the ancient dwarf text. With this eighty percent of the content, the remaining unknown text can be decrypted sooner or later. The only challenge now is how to get the Elven King to share what he knows.
The female elf in front of her was still smiling at the wise man, and she looked like "you have a way to solve this problem". Elrond even regretted helping the elf king to move the female elf in front of him too early, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious. After all, there are only a very small number of living beings who can respect the choices of other beings when they achieve their selfish desires. And she knew that just a word could make the Elf King change his mind. Throwing the question of moving the Elven King to the other creatures, just because she didn't want to force the other party to do anything she didn't like to do.
Elrond's twilight eyes rolled, and he immediately thought of a solution. He assumed the solemn posture of a healer, straightened up and said, "You should bask in the sun more now and get close to the plants." The terrace of the royal palace banquet area, where you can see the beautiful flowers of the woodland and the abundant sunlight. It just so happens that such a wonderful process of sharing knowledge also requires a beautiful environment to match...... When you're close to the sun, by the way, let's talk about the ancient dwarven characters you know. What do you think?"
Seeing that Vernorr looked at the Elven King with apologetic eyes, and had no intention of getting up for the time being, Elrond accentuated the solemnity in his tone. "Patients and relatives must heed the teachings of the doctors. ”
"Don't dare not be cautious, great healer. Vernore had no choice but to get up and said apologetically to Thrandier, "Then I'll go to the terrace with the healer first?"
By the time Thranduil had reacted, Elrond had already "driven" Vernorr to the doorway with a wave of his arms. The Elven King shouted in an angry voice, "Elrond!", but made the other man's departing footsteps faster. Had it not been for another apologetic look from Vernor, who had been separated from the wise man, Thranduil would have grabbed the vase on the table and smashed it at Elrond.
As the footsteps of the other two elves completely disappeared, the entire dormitory fell silent. Annoyedly, Thranduil pushed away the Ancient Dwarf card that had been spread out in front of him, pulling the box aside. After digging through the box, he finally found the old dwarven books. As he strode out of the dormitory, he did not forget to shout to the attendant who was rushing towards him, "Go to my dormitory and carry the easel to the terrace." And the two paintings that will have time to be colored in the future. ”
Thinking that there were many uncolored paintings on the side of his easel, some of which were still scribbled during the "Last Alliance" period, and the attendants didn't necessarily know which two, Thranduil had no choice but to wave his hand, "Just carry the easel over." ”
I'd better pick up the two paintings myself, and I should really change out of the dusty clothes on my body.
When the Elven King arrived at the terrace, the woodland officials Devon and Edmund had already hidden under the dense foliage and had secretly looked at the terrace for a long time.
The terrace, which is the best viewing point of the royal palace, was very popular before the war of the woodland kingdom. More than 200 years ago, even Queen Aurifel, who did not like to go out of the inner palace, used to sit here for a while every day during the gestation period. Whether King Aurel was with him or not, she always appeared on the terrace in the evening, admiring the view of the palace and listening to the musicians. The busy King Aurel also likes to drink on the terrace with the dignitaries of other countries who come to visit the woodland. It's just that all the elves in the woodland didn't expect that this kind of warm and warm scene of the elven nobles that was so ordinary had not been staged for nearly eight years. So when Devin and Edmund, who had come to visit the King's advisor upon hearing the news, saw that Lord Rivendell and the King's advisor were writing something with a pen on the hastily arranged terrace, they immediately remembered the scene and could not bear to disturb it.
"I said Edmund, do you think the layout on the terrace is a little worse and there are fewer attendants?" Dewen turned his head to look at Edmund beside him with a little reproach, and asked dissatisfiedly.