Chapter Ninety-Three: Elven King Elon
Wesley had been waiting, the elves around him were very patient, the sun was about to set, Wesley had calculated for many days, the time here was twenty-four hours a day, but now they still had this concept of time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The wait was long, and it was not until nightfall that a male elf in a robe came out, and the surrounding Elite was very respectful to him.
"Welcome guests from afar, thank you very much for saving my daughter Arwen, but I'm sorry, we have to be careful, you said you came from the north?" The Elven King asked.
"Yes, it's a wasteland, not some trolls forest." Wesley explained.
"I see, you should have come from the Eten Wasteland, and then arrived at the East-West Avenue, only to see Arwen chasing all the way to the Buruineng Ferry, so the north you Arwen is talking about is not the north of a place, right?"
"I don't know, if there is a map, I can say in detail, and my specific origin is not very detailed, there are its own difficulties, I hope you can understand."
"There is no problem with this, you can kill two warriors of the Ringing Spirit, there is really no kind of problem, I am the Elon King of Rivendell, welcome guests from afar, please." King Elon invited Wesley into Eridell.
Wesley led the horse and followed him side by side, and King Elon glanced at Wesley's equipment, all of which were ancient things of the elves, thousands of years old, he was very curious about this, but it was not easy to ask, Wesley looked at him with some hesitation, and knew what he thought.
"Are you trying to ask where these things come from? I can't say this specifically, but they belong to the first generation of elf kings of the elf family, and they were given to me by others, and he had something for me to do, so he gave me a longbow without arrows. ”
King Elon glanced at it curiously, but he didn't see the longbow, but he did hear of this longbow, a longbow made by the earliest elven king of the elven clan himself, and used it through the magic of the elven clan, but with the disappearance of the elven king, the longbow was also gone.
"It's rude, but I'm also very curious about the relics of the first generation of elf kings, but it's not too early, please have dinner first, have a good rest, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."
Wesley enjoyed the treatment of elven guests, a dinner full of vegetables, and music on the side, he had nothing to find fault with, and after enjoying it with peace of mind, he took a hot bath, after all, he had been walking in the wasteland for a long time, and his weapons were also maintained and cleaned by elves, and new linings and robes were delivered.
Lying on the large soft bed, with some floral smell on it, Wesley finally fell asleep, and he could finally rest well, mainly for the comfort of his soul.
The apprehension of taking the initiative to cross, the direct will to be forced to help Middle-earth, the worry about the future, the desire to go home, made Wesley a little tired, the Apple knew this, but it didn't have the slightest way, now Wesley could relax in such an environment, the Apple put Wesley to sleep, and the next morning did not wake him up, let him sleep until he woke up naturally.
"Hmm......" Wesley stretched the next morning, squinting at the incoming sun, he hadn't been so comfortable in a long time, "Apple, why didn't you wake me up?" ”
"You're so tired, I think you need to relax completely, how do you feel?"
"It's so beautiful, the truth just keeps sleeping, hehe...... I didn't think I'd be tired, but it's over, I'm back to life in full blood, and I can continue to fight. Wesley smiled, then got up and washed, the elven robe on the bed, fortunately he was tall, the size was about the same as the elves, but he had short hair, which looked a little strange, but he was handsome, so there was no sense of disobedience.
Elven King Elon reappeared, and then invited Wesley to lunch, this time with meat, Wesley felt that it tasted good, but he didn't gobble it up, and halfway through it, Arwen appeared and whispered a few words in King Elon's ear.
"Sorry, a couple of guests have arrived, I need to go and greet them, I'm missing." King Elon left in a hurry, Wesley had nothing to do with this, and now he wanted to find Frodo and take the ring, which seemed a little difficult, unless he went to war with the elves, the other party would not give the ring to him.
Everyone knows the power of the Ring, so they are particularly concerned about the ownership of the Ring, and in the end, only the weak Hobbit is the most suitable person, and Wesley, a guy of unknown origin, has a lot of difficulty in getting the Ring.
After a short time the King of Elon returned, "A human guest and three halflings have arrived. After speaking, King Elon sat down, and the two continued to enjoy lunch, and then when lunch was over, King Elon asked people to prepare a drink from the elves, which tasted quite good.
"I wonder where you put your longbow? Will I be lucky enough to see the relics of the first Elven King? King Elon finally said that Wesley knew that he had something, but Wesley wouldn't say it first, so that the other party could owe him a favor.
"Of course." Wesley's longbow appeared out of thin air, much to the surprise of King Elrond, who then took the longbow and looked at it again and again, trying to pull it.
"It does require special use of magic, have you learned?" King Elon asked.
"No, I don't know elven language, so I want to learn from elves, I happened to see someone on the way, and I caught up to see that it was an elf, so I naturally followed, and it just so happened that you taught me elf language, and after I learned it, I will give you the elf book of the first generation of elf kings, how about it?"
"Of course, but elves are not very easy to learn, and this takes a long time......" King Elon said hesitantly.
"Don't worry, I'm still very optimistic about my language talent, how about we start as soon as possible?"
"No problem." King Elon directly arranged for Wesley to have a female elf learn the language and writing of the elves, and the language of the elves is said to have been created by the gods and is very esoteric, but it is not a problem for Wesley. His progress was terrifying, shocking to the elves who taught him, and at this time King Elon was calling a meeting to deal with the Ring.