Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1059 1041. Morning Exercise
"All right!"

Gandalf laughed cheerfully in his old voice.

"What do you think now, Elrond?"

"How can I see it?" The elf shook his head helplessly. "Two wizards vouched for him, how can I see it?"

"Hey, I'm not a wizard."

Lann raised his hand in protest, but Elrond waved it away without even turning his head.

"You are an agent of Radagast, no different than a wizard."

Thorin, Balin and Bilbo all laughed happily.

Because this conversation meant that the elves of Rivendell would no longer block their journey and detain them from leaving.

But Elrond did not act very carefree.

He leaned forward and leaned close to Gandalf's ear as the three short men lost themselves in joy.

And his eyes were still fixed on the witcher who was leaning against a white stone pillar not far away.

Elrond had so much experience due to his long life that he was aware of the witcher's super senses almost as soon as they first met, when Lann estimated the trajectory of his arrow.

There is even a rough estimate of the strength of these super senses.

At this moment, he seemed to be whispering privately with Gandalf, but in fact he had made it clear with his eyes that these words were meant for both Gandalf and Lan.

"Even if I agree to this, it doesn't mean it will go smoothly, Mithrandir."

"We are not the only ones who protect this world."

Lan did not say anything because he did not understand what Elrond meant.

But after listening to it, Gandalf pursed his lips and nodded to show his understanding.

Elrond turned and walked deeper into the hall. He had said all he needed to say. It was good enough that he could still do his best to look after the dwarves' expeditionary team as a good host.

And Gandalf clapped his hands.

"Okay, gentlemen."

The old wizard woke the three dwarfs from their joy of cracking the secret code and gaining recognition from the elves.

"We have obtained what we need most in Rivendell, the hidden information on this map."

"But you are still hungry and weak, and your faces are sagging from the rapid weight loss. Go and rest, Rivendell will restore your strength."

"After learning about the secret door, you have to be able to walk through it physically."

The old wizard who sent the short men away walked past Lan. With his wand trembling in his hand, if you didn't know him, you would have thought he was an old man on his deathbed.

"Ah, my old bones need some rest. See you tomorrow, Lan. Have a good night's sleep."

Gandalf spoke to the witcher in the tone of an old man mumbling to himself.

Lan nodded to him politely.

"My sleep has always been good, thank you for your concern."
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The next day, Lann woke up in the room that Elrond had arranged for him.

The elves had so much time and energy that they could open their eyes and look at the beam above their heads in this room, which was painted with exquisite and elegant patterns.

Lan En got up very early, almost as soon as the first ray of sunlight shone through the window.

The air of Rivendell was refreshing. He walked in this exquisite city, which was as high and low and layered as Lothric and Yharnam.

Rivendell also has many statues placed beside stairs and on the roadside.

However, it is still different from Lothric and Yharnam. The appearance and theme of the statues here do not reveal the sacred sacrifice in cruelty, nor are there statues with images so grotesque that they are difficult to describe.

Most of the statues here are elf warriors wearing exquisite armor, or graceful elf women wearing flower crowns.

The moss on the statues shows that they were formed a very long time ago.

The pale sun rose from behind the misty mountains in the distance, dispelling the thin silver mist. The yellow leaves were gleaming with the light of dewdrops.

The fluffy ball woke up with Lan En and walked quietly with him, only meowing softly occasionally and then continuing to breathe the fresh air.

They would also look in admiration and awe at the towering Misty Mountains in the east, where the tops were still covered with snow and frozen, with only occasional discontinuous patches of bare gray rock.

"Let's practice fighting today, meow!"

Flannel and Lan found a platform in Rivendell where they could hear the sound of the waterfall. The calico cat excitedly drew the Thundercat sword behind him and pointed it at his boss.

"I'm also feeling a little bit of [Fighting Spirit] now, meow!"

As a demonstration, a sound like burning flames came from the ball of fluff's body, and a layer of light red fighting spirit flames flashed across its fur.

Lan once taught [Ashina Style] to Flannel and Ciri. It seems that [Trunk Breath] is really effective.

The fluff ball is not very old, but its physical condition is already suitable for practicing [Fighting Qi].

Although Lan En has taught it a sword technique, after all, the technique of [Fighting Qi] is the main means of hunting in the eyes of the Velvet Ball.

After all, it is an Elucat born in the New World.

Lan En also raised his eyebrows. In terms of increasing explosive power and expanding destruction, [Fighting Qi] is indeed a powerful technique.

"Okay."

Lan En said this with great interest, and facing the excited kitten, his hand was already on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Let's practice first"

In the fresh air and the sound of the waterfall, Lan En had not yet finished saying the word "Lian Lian" when a voice came from the spiral staircase above the platform.

"Then why don't we practice?"

"Meow?"

Felynx blinked its big, moist eyes and looked up ahead.

Lan En also put away his stance and turned to look up behind him.

On the spiral staircase at that location, Elrond was standing with the hobbit Bilbo, looking at the platform below with a smile on their faces.

It looked like the two of them were walking and chatting together in the morning and just happened to walk here.

But it was Bilbo who surprised Lann.

The witcher raised his brows and gave Bilbo Baggins a subtle look, to which he smiled warmly in return.

Bilbo Baggins had never stolen or lied in his first half of his life, and even if he had hidden himself, it was only done in a few games when he was a child.

Such a person has absolutely no experience in the work of a thief.

But Gandalf still went there in person and recruited him for the dwarf's expedition to restore his country.

It can even be said that in the entire Dwarf Restoration Expedition, the most important character in the plan is this thief who wants to take the King's Gem, the Arkenstone, from under Smaug's belly.

Lan originally thought that Gandalf had some prophetic power, or that he was going to use his mysterious magic to help Bilbo before actually doing anything.

But Lan En just realized now that maybe there really is a "natural born master thief"?
Elrond was fine, but Bilbo was so close, barely ten meters away from him, yet he didn't notice the hobbit.

The natural pads on their feet make their steps silent.

After washing and changing clothes, the body odor is almost gone.

Moreover, Hobbits are short in stature and can always squeeze into blind spots that normal-sized people cannot notice.

To ordinary people, this ability appears as if the Hobbits are always elusive and almost magical.

Lan couldn't help but think: If Gandalf really gave Bilbo a spell like invisibility, this guy might have become a master thief!
"Lord Elrond."

Lan En greeted politely.

During his casual chat with Gandalf yesterday, he already knew that Elrond was not the Elf King.

He was the former standard-bearer of the Elf King, and Rivendell was his territory, so his official title could be called Lord of Rivendell.

"Good morning to you too."

Elrond and Bilbo went downstairs together and walked towards Lan and the ball of fluff.

"Did you sleep well in Rivendell? I think Kirin has no intention of getting up early. Didn't he sleep well last night?"

"No, Rivendell is very comfortable both in terms of the environment and the city itself."

Lan En scratched his cheek a little embarrassedly.

"Qilin is just lazy, don't mind it."

"I certainly don't mind if guests can sleep soundly in my city."

Elrond had a smile on his handsome and gentle face, and he seemed to be very tolerant of the childish behavior and shortcomings of these "young people".

At the same time, his hand was placed on the hilt of the knife on his left waist.

Lan En looked at the long sword.

The long sword was half covered by the veil hanging from Elrond's shoulders, so it lacked sharpness and coldness.

But when the elf pushed aside the veil covering the hilt and placed his hand on it, the feeling suddenly changed.

The long sword is of typical elven style.

The curve is graceful and thin, with hollow or engraved patterns.

Even the scabbard looks like a work of art.

"You guys wanna spar, meow?"

The fluff ball blinked and then cheered.

"Great!"

It quickly put the Thundercat sword back into the scabbard behind it, then ran up the spiral staircase on all fours and stood next to Bilbo.

The two guys leaned over the railing and looked down.

"Hey, Flannel Ball, didn't you take the initiative to challenge Lan En just now? Now you're running away so easily."

Bilbo, his thumbs relaxedly tucked into the pockets of his blazer, tilted his head and spoke to the ball of velvet.

"You don't understand meow, Bilbo!"

Felynx watched the scene below with great interest and didn't feel anything about the Hobbit's teasing.

"Watching powerful people sparring can sometimes be more rewarding, meow!"

"Really?"

Bilbo shrugged and said it without really caring.

This hobbit actually has no feelings about strength or weakness, nor does he have any obsessions. He is just in a good mood and wants to watch the fun.

(End of this chapter)