Under the clear sky, two horses, one white and one red, trotted in the middle of the plain, the red one was ridden by a tall blonde elf, and the other on a white horse was cloaked, and his black hair swayed with the jolting of the horse.

"Even in the West, I have never seen such magical armor, Carnier, how did you do it?"

The blonde elf running beside him looked at the black and shiny metal bracers on his wrists and sighed in a sigh.

"You know the way." Charles shrugged.

"That's right...... Alas. Finrod was relieved and regretful at the same time.

His time in Nagoth Lund ended with his return, and although Galadriel's premonition had clouded their hearts, it didn't stop the two elves from moving forward.

For no one was sure whether the premonition had arisen at this time when they were on their way, or if it had occurred after hesitation, hesitation, and delay.

Therefore, in this regard, they can only block it with troops and cover it with water.

Across the vast plain before Nakoslund is a great river called Tegelin, and to the west of this river there is a crossing.

Their current destination is there.

However, because there is not much urgency, there is no need to rush much.

Because Charles had forgotten the armor he had brought with him when he arrived, he suddenly remembered that the gift had not been given before leaving. So much so that along the way, the blonde Finrod couldn't help but look at the new armor that he had been wearing for a long time.

The light weight and the tough touch made him marvel and regret it.

Overall, though, he was very fond and grateful for Charles' gift - even though there was no fighting in Middle-earth at this time, Finrod had realized that the northern encirclement line could not last forever.

Therefore, it is self-evident what a pair of armor that is both strong and light and does not interfere with movement.

At the same time, Charles did not rush dryly.

He didn't even look much at the road ahead, but let the horses move freely.

Because he's practicing magic spells.

The Grey Elves' spell was passed down from their queen Merian, an ancient Maia who arrived in Middle-earth during the Elven Clan's first migration.

So although he didn't think that the local magic could match his unique talent, since the talent was not controllable, Charles didn't mind learning one more skill by himself.

Even as he understood and practiced, he paid more and more attention to these two spells that he had just obtained.

It's a mantra, but it's not entirely true, because it's not a unique language, but a form of self-hypnosis with one's own mind.

When casting this spell, you can choose to blurt out any language to catalyze your emotions, but you can also silently run your mind without saying anything.

For example, Charles didn't make any sound at this moment, but pursed his mouth and looked down at the neck sideburns of the horses under him shaking with the hurry, and his eyes were in a trance.

Concentrated, his thoughts changed in his mind, and gradually, he felt a power emerge in his heart.

So he subconsciously stretched out his arm and flicked his fingers towards the mount that was close to Finrod, and this power was born.

The hand that touched the red horse brushed the white horse's forehead again, and I saw that a touch of red suddenly appeared in the white horse's white hair, and then the color spread rapidly.

neck, head, trunk, limbs......

In the end, the white horse named Annoel magically turned into a red horse under the influence of a strange force.

Not only is the color the same as the horse next to me, but even the "appearance" has become exactly the same!

The red horse beside him noticed this, and couldn't help but let out an angry neigh, and his eyes looking at Anor were also full of hostility, which couldn't help but make Anor subconsciously pout his ass and move away from the other party for several steps.

Charles's fingers touched again, and the red color of the horse's whole body and the change in appearance of his body quickly converged, and finally changed completely to its original form.

"Itlon's name is right, your talent for magic spells is the strongest I've ever seen." Finrod next to him commented on this.

"I've studied this shapeshifting spell before, but it didn't take me a lot of time at the time, let me think, three days? Or four days? ”

Charles smiled and did not respond.

The spell that Celeborn had taught him could allow him to change his own or others' physical appearance, but this would require another target.

But in fact, he doesn't need the spell of the elves, he can almost make this effect at this time by relying on his talent, but the ability to activate it with his own mind is destined to consume a lot of thoughts and energy, and it is even very likely that he will not be able to hold it back.

However, after adding a certain amount of skill at this time, he only felt a little sleepy, and after yawning, he was completely as energetic as no one else.

That's not the main reason the charr values elven spells.

All along, Charles believed that his talent was entirely a fusion or transformation of the power inherited from his previous life.

However, as he learned more about the elven race, he suddenly discovered that his psychic ability was actually very likely to be an enhanced version of the elven talent!

First, like other elves, he relied on his will and mind to cast his mind spells.

Second, the so-called magic of the elves is actually similar to another manifestation of the Charr's mind trick.

Just as Charles once painted his pipe, he transformed the will into reality.

Generally speaking, elves can't use this ability anytime and anywhere like Charles, and can only reveal it when they are emotional.

And the next step of this talent is the birth of the spell.

Magical spells allow them to unleash this natural ability in a relatively simple and targeted way.

Basically, that's how elves cast spells, or that's what Charles understands.

The difference between Charles and them is that he doesn't need a spell to unleash the slightest hint of this ability, and he can cast it as he pleases.

At the same time, if there are other beings around him, then he can more easily show what the other party wants.

At the same time, he can unleash even more power to inflict some amazing effects.

It's just that this situation can only be used when there is a presence around him who is emotional, and he himself can empathize.

Even Charles was surprised by the power of that ability after it completely exploded, but the activation conditions were too harsh, and even Charles sometimes thought that it was better for him to never have the opportunity to activate this ability, otherwise he must have encountered some tragic incident again.

It's just that the existence of this spell has made him see another more secure path.

The principle is simple, the spells of the elves are similar to autosuggestion, and the principle is to use unique techniques to actively mobilize inner emotions to stimulate abilities.

There are a lot of tricks and the corresponding "content", but it's not difficult to understand.

Even Charles, who would tie the principle of the spell to the music.

Normal people will unconsciously be stimulated by all kinds of emotions that breed out of thin air after listening to various styles of music, so that they can give birth to courage, excitement, contempt, or sadness that do not exist in a certain period of time.

The same is true for elven spells, only a little more complex.

Elves generally love music, and their natural beauty makes them very talented in this area. Charles estimated that the original magic spells were most likely an evolution of music.

However, he didn't have the idea of digging into the root of the problem, and after learning the principle, he found that as long as the self-hypnosis was good, it seemed that he could actively create the kind of powerful situation when facing a difficult situation.

For example, when he casts the same spell with other elves......