Finrod was a good teacher, mild-mannered and well-informed, and knew everything about Middle-earth.

At the same time, he never hid it privately, as long as Charles was interested, he would not hesitate to give it to him.

Coming into contact with it will give the charr something new every day.

At the same time, Finrod was a good apprentice.

Diligent and studious, he is not ashamed to ask questions, and his learning speed is even faster, but in about three months, he has already memorized all kinds of plant herbs and made some basic recipes.

Finrod's popularity is also very good, and he even has many friends in the Nando tribe, including the "chief" of the Shire, Kellebudir.

Unfortunately, he only stayed in Nando for three months before he left in a hurry because of the death of a friend.

At present, the situation in Middle-earth is relatively stable, and the northern enemy, who has just been hit by the blow, has now stopped very much, and there is no movement at all.

So the nature of death at this time is not a near-immortal elf, but a human being.

Beowulf.

One of the three major human races, the first patriarch of the Beo family, is the leader who led the Terrans to appear in the Bereriand region for the first time, and the first human to choose to follow the elves.

The elf he followed was Findelo.

The blonde elf's time has benefited Charles a lot, and he has a relatively clear understanding of the world he is in.

He regretted the departure of this cheap uncle, but the family belonged to the funeral, and this kind of thing was not easy to keep.

But before leaving, the cheap uncle threatened that he would come back again.

The main reason is that the other party's potions have not been thoroughly learned, and Finrod is ready to help contact the hidden kingdom of Gangdorin, where ordinary elves can't find a place at all.

If all goes well, he'll bring Charles' cheap old mom to him and make him wait.

Charles felt that he could not be reassured, but he was a little apprehensive about it.

But no matter how he feels, time is passing forever.

Two months have passed since Finrod's departure.

Information in the ancient world was slow to spread, so what happened at that time may not be known to some beings until much later.

Take, for example, the current situation of the Shire.

This period of time belonged to the "outbreak period" of the fame of the elven king Garnier, and it did not subside for five months, and a large number of elves still poured towards the land of the seven rivers.

It was not only some admiration for knowledge and the fame of the Shire, but also greetings from many elven lords.

Several royal chiefs from the northern front of the Noldor visited in person, and King Singh of Dorias sent a relative.

and the messengers of the High King of Noldor, and the messengers of the ports of Pharaths on the west coast, and even the messengers of Nakoth Slund......

Finrod was a traveller and lacked control over his kingdom, so much so that his courtiers did not even know that his king was already in the territory of Nando.

The blonde elf hadn't left the place yet, so much so that he was embarrassed after meeting with the messenger.

In short, five months were quiet and not quiet.

In addition to discovering the use of a new sequence, Charles also gained a bunch of relatives.

Then he calculated, and suddenly realized that the current elven kings and lords of Middle-earth seemed to be related to him.

……

"Brother Charles, when will the eagle come back?"

A crisp and pleasant voice came from behind him, causing Charles to pause, who was sitting in front of the window and spinning a dagger in the sun, and then said without looking back: "Maybe it's going to be soon." ”

"How long is it going to be? You said the same thing a month ago. ”

Children always like to get to the bottom of things, and even the "little kids" in their twenties are no exception.

"It's fast, it's fast, it won't be long, maybe it'll be back tomorrow." Charles replied absentmindedly.

"Oh, if it comes back, don't forget to tell me, we'll get there."

"No problem, I'll tell you when I get back."

……

Charles's voice was perfunctory, but the one behind couldn't hear it, but looked expectant.

Calebdil's granddaughter Ning Luowei is 21 years old, but the elf's 21 years old looks less than ten years old in humans, with a fair little face and fleshy eyes, and her emerald green eyes look pure and flawless.

The little girl is very beautiful, but her personality is a little out of tune.

When she heard about what Charles had done in the Blue Mountains, the other children were all in admiration or awe, but she was okay, pestering Charles to let him take her to the sky for a walk, but Charles refused, lying that the eagle was not a local eagle and had flown away.

He was lying, because there was more than one eagle that could be ridden nearby, but it wasn't lying.

In fact, the eagle he was riding was not a native of the Land of the Seven Rivers or the Blue Mountains, but from the north.

Appearing in this area is purely due to "running away from home".

And because Charles is good at bird language, he was introduced by "Bird" to meet the special black-feathered eagle.

People seem to have figured it out now, and have said goodbye to Charles and returned to their hometown, but they haven't said whether they will come back.

Poor little Ning Luowei looked forward to the stars and the moon for five months, but she couldn't imagine that Charles didn't pay attention to her stubble at all.

The little guy who received the response seemed pleased, apparently believing Charles's words.

However, she didn't leave here, but looked around, and suddenly said seriously: "Brother Charles, can I give you a gift?"

"Okay, what do you want to give?" The charr still didn't look back.

"Guess?"

"Do you like to give it or not?"

"Guess what......"

"Don't guess."

"If you guess right, I won't bother you for half a month."

These words made Charles moved, but he pretended to hesitate and said, "Half a month...... It's too short, a month is about the same. ”

"That's a good month." The little one replied generously.

As she finished speaking, Charles suddenly turned his head from his seat to look at her, and he couldn't help but shrink his shoulders, hiding what he was holding in his hands behind his back completely, so as not to be discovered.

Little could she have imagined that Charles would be in the hands of her before she could promise her.

"A wild hawthorn?"

"That's not right."

"A pair of towels?"

"Wrong!"

"A pair of gloves?"

"You're so stupid."

"That ......"

Charles twisted sideways to face little Lori, with a pretended moan on his face.

Sunlight shone through the wooden window on his back and on his right arm, which was upside down on the wooden table, casting a shadow under the palm of his hand.

Then, out of sight of the little one, the five fingers of his right hand suddenly sank into the shadow of the surface of the table, paused for a moment and then contracted back.

At this moment, his originally empty palm was already holding a small wooden tube with residual body temperature and sweat stains on the surface.

"I guess nothing, you're lying to me." He replied with a smile at the same time.