Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1061 1043. The power of 'deep'
Lan could understand Elrond's surprise.

Because although the elf lord opposite him had lived for an unknown period of time, his skills, adaptability and basic qualities were impeccable.

However, while this technique is solid, it does not have any magical effects.

Suddenly seeing Lan En's appearance that combined combat systems from multiple worlds, even if he didn't see all of it, it was enough to surprise him.

But what is meant by 'strange'?
"It seems that there are still many problems with my fighting style?"

Lan En also subconsciously turned his knife and then put Aarondite back into the sheath.

He spoke to Elrond cautiously and tentatively.

"No, it can't be said that it's your problem. How can I put it?"

Elrond circled around Lann, his chin resting on his fingers, muttering in interest and thought.

"Your skills are already very powerful in my opinion, and your personal qualities are comparable to those of some legendary heroes who have made great contributions. But why is it that someone like you does not have a more 'deep' power?"

A more 'deep' force.

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

But now, he suddenly recalled the evil spirit that looked like pale green smoke and that he and Radagast had dispelled in Dol Guldur.

At that time, even though he had activated the sacred power of the Sword of the Lady of the Lake, because the opponent was in the underworld, when his Aarondite touched the opponent, not even 20% of his full attack power remained.

But Radagast's wooden wand flickered with white light, and every beam of light could actually affect the evil spirit in the underworld.

In the end, it was Radagast who took the lead in the attack, and only the two of them were able to dispel the evil spirit.

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

The white light emitted from Radagast's wand is undoubtedly a more 'deeper' power.

"If you are a hero who is the enemy of darkness, then you should at least have the power to actually harm darkness."

Elrond continued.

"Besides, this kind of power is not difficult to find. Many weapons or magic objects forged by my fellow Western high elves have this ability."

"After all, they have been enemies since long ago, when the dark enemy first showed its true colors in the world."

"It's a shame that someone like you, who has been out for so long and is an enemy of darkness, doesn't have any of it."

Hearing Elrond say this, Lann also understood the meaning of the other party's words.

Lan's own strength and skills are beyond doubt, but he does not have the ability to deeply harm the darkness.

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

It's OK for ordinary people, they can't get it. Besides, ordinary knives are enough to deal with orcs, wargs and the like.

But judging by Lan's experience and level, his enemies are definitely not limited to the basic servant armies of darkness such as the orcs.

The ability to deal with high-level enemies should be acquired at all costs.

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

But Lan En didn't.

Elrond could only feel surprised by this.

"This makes me more certain." Elrond walked to Lann and pointed his chin at the long knife on the witcher's waist.

"This sword merely imitates the forging techniques of the Western High Elves, but does not touch the essence of it."

"It's not that it's bad, but it doesn't have many of the 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 hilt of the knife on his left waist.

Because of the problem with the weapon, he was unable to cause real damage to some enemies. He hadn't encountered this kind of difficulty for a long time. He didn't expect that in this world, he would have trouble because the power of the Sword of the Lady of the Lake was "not deep enough".

Should I say: Is this indeed a world with a creator god?
The sword forged by the power of the conceptual god, the Lady of the Lake, has unexpectedly become 'simple' in this world.

And what exactly is the situation with the so-called Western High Elves? !

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

Judging from Elrond's few words alone and the comparison between the High Elf weapons and the Sword of the Lady of the Lake, could it be that this group of elves is a race that can kill gods head-on?

From this perspective, the Aiun Sidi elves of the magical Middle Ages are really a bit "harmless and cute".

"Meow!"

It was not until the two men on the platform finished their sparring that the Flannel Ball screamed belatedly after realizing what was happening among the two guys on the spiral staircase who were fascinated by the wonderful and graceful swordplay.

"Bilbo is a bad guy meow!"

Cat Elu jumped away angrily and yelled at the hobbit.

Master Bilbo Baggins looked at the ball of fluff in astonishment, then looked at the tuft of yellow and white cat hair in his hand.

He was so absorbed in watching that his hand, which was originally on the back of the flannel ball, unconsciously clenched.
"No, fuzzball! I didn't mean to do that! Just now!"

The hobbit was incoherent, filled with shame and anxiety.

"And you, Flannel Ball, tore my coat too!"

During the sword fight just now, Bilbo grabbed the fur of the fluffy ball, and the fluffy ball grabbed Bilbo's small suit jacket like a cat scratching post in the tense atmosphere.

Bilbo's original intention was to show his own loss so that the fluff ball would calm down, but in a hurry, the words he said seemed to be provoking a quarrel. The fluff ball's big watery eyes narrowed slightly, and at the same time, a snoring sound came out of his throat.

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

"Wait! Flannel ball, I admit it's my fault. Please don't grab my hair! NO~~~"

Hobbits are different from cats. They only have thick hair on the backs of their feet and heads.

The ball of flannel scurried toward the hobbit on all fours.

The Hobbits also demonstrated their natural flexibility and agility, and Bilbo ran up the spiral staircase.

Lan and Elrond watched the two little guys playfully running away at leisure.

"Please enjoy your rest time in Rivendell."

After Elrond spoke gently to Lan, he prepared to leave.

He is not only a highly skilled warrior, but also the lord of an elven city, and he has a lot of things to do on a daily basis.

But after the sword fight, Elrond, who was as relaxed as if nothing had happened, was stopped by Lan before he turned around and left.

"Please wait, Lord Elrond."

The elf stopped and turned sideways, while the witcher approached, choosing his words carefully.

"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 his body completely to face Lann, "Tell me, Adanisil."

"Madam Galadriel, do you know her?"

Lan asked.

"I heard she spends a lot of time in Lothlorien Forest. The Golden Forest. It doesn't seem too far from Rivendell."

As soon as the name came out, Lan 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 Lady of the Lake at his waist.

"The giver of this sword said that Lady Galadriel was her good friend and wanted me to convey her greetings."

"I see."

Elrond nodded.

Although the sword of the Lady of the Lake was forged in a manner similar to that of the Western High Elves, Elrond could easily feel its kind and bright nature.

So he accepted this statement.

"Then you're in luck, Adanisir."

Elrond put his hands gracefully behind his back.

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

"She's coming?" 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 news you delivered on behalf of Radagast, these are not trivial matters. They are worthy of a meeting to discuss."

"And Lady Galadriel is the most respected person in this meeting. Without her, we can discuss nothing."

"In any case, during this period of time, just take a good rest and wait for good news."
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Just as Elrond had said, during this time, Lan and the dwarven expedition had been receiving hospitality from the elves in Rivendell.

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

They even took it upon themselves to dismantle a lot of the elves' wooden furniture and used it as firewood to grill sausages for themselves.

Although they were able to clean up the place themselves in the end, it's hard to like such rude guests.

But then he thought about how these people didn't know what was going on with Lan, so they picked up their weapons and prepared to rush out from their safe place to fight with the witcher.

All I can say is that the dwarf's personality makes people both love and annoyed.

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

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

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

Both the tray and the statue have been stained a mottled green by the moss, but on top of the tray.

A broken sword, or a shattered sword, was placed safely and cleanly.

It was an exquisite and powerful half-hand sword, with seven stars and sun and moon patterns on the sword. Using [Spiritual Vision], it looked like a dazzling white flame!

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

The fragments were collected and placed in Rivendell.

(End of this chapter)