Astartes of the Bear School Chapter 1061

Chapter 1061 1043. The power of 'going deep'

Elrond's surprise was understandable to Lann.

Because even though the elf lord opposite him had lived for who knows how long, his skills, adaptability, and basic qualities all seemed impeccable.

But this technique does not have a magical effect even if it is solid.

Suddenly seeing Lan En's appearance that brought together multiple world battle systems, even if he didn't see them all, it was enough to surprise him.

But what is called 'strange'?

“It seems like there are still a lot of problems with my fighting style?”

Lan En also subconsciously turned the knife around, and then put Alondette back into the scabbard.

He spoke to Elrond cautiously and tentatively.

“No, I can't say it's your problem. How should I say it?”

Elrond circled around Lann, holding his chin with his fingers, murmuring with interest and thoughtfulness.

“In my opinion, your skills are already very powerful, and your personal quality is comparable to that of some legendary heroes who have made great achievements, but why don't people like you have more 'deep' power?”

More 'deep' power.

If it had been before, Lan En would probably be confused by this sentence.

But now, he suddenly recalled the evil spirit that was like a miserable green smoke that he and Radagast had dispersed in Dol Guldur.

At that time, even if he inspired the sacred power of the Sword of the Lake Lady, because the opponent was in the Netherworld, when his Arondette touched the opponent, the 100% attack power was not even 20% left.

But Radagast, the wooden wand flashed with white light, and every burst of light could actually affect the evil spirits in the underworld.

In the end, it was Radagast who took the main attack, and the two of them were able to drive away the evil spirits.

Because the evil spirit was in a different [interface] than Lan En, his attack seemed so weak.

The white light emitted by Radagast's wand is undoubtedly a more 'deep' power.

“If you are a hero who is against the darkness, then you should at least have the power to actually hurt the darkness.”

Elrond continued.

“Besides, this kind of power is not difficult to find. Many weapons or magic objects forged by my fellow sects, the high elves in the West, have this ability.”

“After all, they were enemies of the enemy of darkness in the distant past when he first showed his feet in the world.”

“And it's such a pity that someone like you, who has been out for a long time and is an enemy of darkness, doesn't have one.”

Hearing Elrond say this, Lan also understood the meaning of what the other person just said.

Lan's own strength and skills are no problem, but he does not have the ability to hurt the darkness deeply.

This ability is usually some kind of ancient weapon or magical object.

Forget it for ordinary people, they are out of reach. Besides, ordinary knives are enough to deal with orcs, wargs and the like.

But judging from the experience and level shown by Lan En, the scope of his enemies is definitely not limited to dark basic servant armies such as orcs.

The ability to deal with high-level enemies should be possessed no matter what.

Otherwise, he would have been targeted by the power of darkness long ago, and he would not have had the chance to stand in Rivendell.

But Lan En didn't.

Elrond could only wonder about this.

"This also makes me more sure." Elrond walked to Lan En and tapped his chin towards the long knife on the witcher's waist.

“This sword only imitates the casting technology of Western high elves, but it does not touch the essence.”

“It's not that it's bad, it's just that it doesn't have many characteristics of high elf weapons. It can be said that it has taken a different path.”

Is it mainly a weapons issue?

Lan En's hand subconsciously rested on the handle of the knife on his left waist.

Due to weapon problems, he was unable to cause actual damage to certain enemies. He had not encountered this difficulty for a long time. He did not expect that in this world, he would be in trouble because the power of the Sword of the Lake Lady was not 'deep enough'. .

Should we say: Is it worthy of being a world with a Creator God?

The sword forged by the power of conceptual gods like the Lady in the Lake has become "common" in this world.

And what exactly is the situation of the so-called high elves in the West? !

How powerful are the skills and power of this group of elves?

Judging from just a few words from Elrond and the comparison between the weapons of the high elves and the Sword of the Lady of the Lake, is it possible that this group of elves is a race that can fight head-on to kill gods?

Looking at it this way, the magical medieval Ain Siddi elves are really a bit 'harmless and cute'.

“Meow!”

It wasn't until the two people on the platform finished their sparring, and among the two guys on the spiral staircase who were fascinated by this wonderful and beautiful swordsmanship, Flannel Ball screamed belatedly.

“Bilbo is a bad guy, meow!”

Elucat jumped away angrily and shouted at the hobbit.

Master Bilbo Baggins looked at the ball of flannel in astonishment, and then at a handful of yellow and white cat hair on his hand.

He was so absorbed in watching just now that the palms originally placed on the back of the flannel ball were clenched unconsciously, and then he

“No, flannel ball! I didn't mean it! It was just now!”

　　The hobbit was ashamed and anxious and incoherent.

“And flannel ball, you scratched my coat to pieces too!”

During the sword fight just now, Bilbo was holding the fur of the flannel ball, and the flannel ball was holding on to Bilbo's little suit jacket like a cat scratching post in the tense atmosphere.

Bilbo's original intention was to show off his losses so that the flannel ball could calm down, but out of desperation, he spoke as if he was trying to start a fight. The flannel ball's big watery eyes narrowed slightly, and at the same time he made an unpleasant purring sound in his throat.

The hobbit swallowed, and then realized that he had said the wrong thing.

“Wait! Velvet ball, I admit it's my fault. Please don't pull my hair! NO~~~”

Hobbits are different from cats. They only have thick hair on their insteps and head.

The velvet ball was on all fours and rushed towards the hobbit.

The hobbit also showed off his natural flexibility and agility. Bilbo hurriedly ran up the spiral staircase.

Lann and Elrond watched the two little guys playing and running away.

“Please enjoy your rest in Rivendell.”

　　After Elrond said a gentle word to Lan En, he was ready to leave.

He is not only a highly skilled warrior, but also the lord of an elf city. He is usually busy with a lot of things.

But after a sword fight, Elrond, who was as relaxed as if nothing happened, was stopped by Lann before he turned to leave.

"Please wait, Lord Elrond."

The elf stopped and turned sideways. The witcher approached, considering his words.

“Actually, I came to Rivendell with you because I wanted to find someone.”

"Find someone?"

“To be precise, I'm looking for a female elf.”

"Hmm~" Elrond crossed his arms with interest and turned completely to face Lan En, "Tell me about it, Adanisil."

“Do you know Lady Galadriel?”

Lann asked.

"I heard she lives in Lothlorien Forest all year round. The Golden Forest. It doesn't seem too far from Rivendell."

As soon as the name came out of his mouth, Lan suddenly felt that Elrond in front of him showed a moment of surprise.

"Lady Galadriel?" Elrond asked doubtfully, "What do you want from her?"

Lan En patted the Sword of the Lake Lady on his waist.

"The giver of this sword said that Lady Galadriel was her good friend and wanted me to bring it to her to greet her."

"I see."

Elrond nodded.

Although the Sword of the Lady of the Lake is not similar to the forging techniques of Western high elves, Elrond can easily feel its kind and bright nature.

So he accepted this statement.

“Then you're in luck, Adanisil.”

Elrond put his hands behind his back gracefully.

“Just wait a little longer, and Lady Galadriel will come to Rivendell.”

"Will she come?" Lan En asked in surprise, "Why?"

Elrond smiled and shook his head: "I told you last night that you are not the only guardians of this world."

"Whether it's Thorin Oakenshield's expedition against the dragon or the message you delivered on behalf of Radagast, these are no small matters. They are worthy of a meeting to discuss."

“And Lady Galadriel is the most virtuous and respected person in this meeting. Without her, we can't discuss anything.”

“In short, during this period, just take a good rest and wait for the good news.”

Just as Elrond said, during this period of time, Lann and the dwarf expedition team have been receiving hospitality from the elves in Rivendell.

The dwarves' rough lifestyle will not be tempered just because they are in the elves' territory.

They even took care of themselves and dismantled a lot of the wooden furniture of the elves, and then used it as firewood to roast sausages for themselves.

Although they can basically clean up after themselves in the end, it is really hard to like such rude guests.

But then again, thinking about this group of people who didn't know what Lan En's situation was, they carried the guy and prepared to rush out from a safe place to fight with the witcher.

I can only say that the character of the dwarf makes people love and annoy him at the same time.

During his stay in Rivendell, Lan also visited most of the city in the valley.

In addition to the leisurely and peaceful atmosphere caused by the magical and formless magic, there are also some creepy things in this city.

It was in a corridor, with a statue of an elf holding a stone tray in his hand.

Both the tray and the statue have been dyed mottled green by moss, but on the tray.

A broken sword, or broken sword, is placed safely and cleanly.

That is a beautiful and powerful half-hand sword. There are seven stars and sun and moon patterns on the sword's surface. Using [Spirit Vision], it looks like a ball of dazzling white flames!

But it was broken, as if it had been shattered by some powerful attack, and the whole sword body was broken into seven or eight pieces.

The fragments were all collected and placed in Rivendell.

(End of this chapter)

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