Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1068 1050. Galloping
When talking about 'those things', Elrond's usually calm and steady voice could not help but reveal a solemn tone.

Sauron, the dark enemy of the past, forged sixteen rings, disguised himself as an elf called the "King of Gifts", and gave these rings to the most powerful and heroic kings among the dwarves and humans.

Since the rings came into being, the dwarves' greed has become more serious, and they have begun to generally become obsessed with gold jewelry.

The dwarven cities dug deeper and deeper as they mined with increasing enthusiasm.

To this day, even the royal bloodline of the Turin family suffers from the mental illness known as the Dragon Disease.

And humans' resistance is not as good as that of dwarves.

The nine kings who received the ring were all leaders of ancient and powerful nations.

But with the erosion of the ring, they became servants of Sauron both soul and body.

They wore black robes, rode black horses, and galloped in the darkness.

The nine Ringwraiths known as Sauron.

The Witch-king of Angmar is the leader of the nine Ringwraiths.

"When?"

Lan En began to get into work mode and asked simply.

"The sooner the better." Elrond also stood up from his chair, "That's why I personally brought you this fine sword."

The demon hunter nodded and began to pack up his things, ready to leave.

Elrond stood behind Lann, watching him work efficiently.

"Thank you, too, Adanisir."

"Thank me? Thank you for what?"

"Lady Galadriel hasn't been as relaxed and happy as she has been in the past few days in a long time."

Elrond walked to the window, looked at the warm sunlight shining through the window, and spoke softly.

Lan En turned his head curiously, but he didn't stop packing his things.

"According to what you said, she was the last elf in Middle-earth to have bathed in the glory of the Two Trees. I was just happy to hear the news about my old friend these days. I didn't do anything. Speaking of this, what is your relationship with Lady Galadriel?"

After all, it sounds like Elrond cares for Lady Galadriel beyond the ordinary relationship.

"She is my wife's mother."

"You're married?" Lan realized something was wrong as soon as he said it subconsciously. "Oh, sorry. I haven't met your family in the past few weeks."

"And your wife? Is she not in Rivendell? Is she in Lothlórien?"

"No." Elrond did not turn around. He stood in the sunlight by the window with his back to Lan. "She is no longer alive."

Lan En pursed his lips, his expression frozen.

"Oh, but please don't misunderstand, she did not enter the halls of Mandos."

Elrond seemed to know Lan's reaction, so he deliberately spoke with a tone of indifference.

"She was only once captured by orcs and tortured. Her body and mind were stretched to the limit, so we sent her to Valinor, hoping that the Blessed Land would give her some rest."

"Sorry." Lan En said apologetically.

He could tell that Elrond was upset.

"No, it's nothing."

The Elf Lord appeared calm as usual. He shook his head and walked out with Lan En, who had already packed up.

"It's time to act, Adanisir. In case you don't know the way, I've found a guide for you."

"who is it?"

Lan En asked, and blew a loud whistle as he walked out of the room.

The sharp whistle sounded far away, and finally, across the room, in the bushes across a small waterfall, a chaotic crashing sound was heard.

Then the ball of fluff came out from the messy bushes, holding his little helmet.

"I'm coming, meow!"

It also had a small dried fish in its mouth.

The elves of Rivendell really like it and the Qilin, and are always very friendly and feed them a lot of food.

The fluff ball jumped a few times nimbly on the smooth rocks exposed under the waterfall, and then landed on Lan's shoulder.

"Your paws are wet, fuzzball!"

"Don't worry about it, meow! Are we finally going out on an adventure again?"

Elrond had a smile on his face, and he continued after he watched the ball of fluff grab Lan's shoulders.

"Your acquaintance, he should be waiting for you outside Rivendell."
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The 'clacking' sound of horse hooves stepping on rocks echoed on the narrow but deep rocky path.

This is the way out of Rivendell.

It was strange. Lan En remembered that the way he came in was not from here, but it might also be that the magic that enveloped the entire valley was taking effect.

"Xilulu!"

"Crack! Bang!"

The Qilin is too big compared to an ordinary horse, and the path is too cramped for it, which makes it very unhappy.

So the ancient dragon grunted and neighed, while using the unicorn horns on his head to hit the rocks that made the road too narrow.

The long crystal horn that was broken by the golden lion's fist seemed to be invincible when facing ordinary rocks.

Combined with Gu Long's physical fitness, Qilin can basically knock down a rock half the size of a person by just lowering its head.

It was actually kind of happy to be leaving Rivendell.

Ancient dragons require a large living area, so Lan En never restricted Qilin's freedom and let him run around. However, although Rivendell was comfortable and the elves liked it very much, Qilin felt that it was too small and cramped after staying there for a long time.

After walking out of the valley, what comes into view is a large meadow again.

The meadow, which has turned yellow in autumn, grows on small slopes, and these continuous, high and low slopes extend all the way to the east.

Eventually, the power of the map plates piled up peaks, forming long mountain ranges.

The sun shines obliquely on the towering mountains, and from time to time the shadows of clouds float by.

Lonely and magnificent.

"Is this the place, meow? There's no one here!"

The flannel ball climbed onto Qilin's head, grabbed the horns and stood up, with its little paws still forming a tent over its eye sockets as it looked around.

"No, it's already here."

Lan's ears picked up a noise in the distance and he turned his head.

To their side the noise of footsteps and sliding on the grass grew louder and louder.

From the other side of a small mound, several big rabbits jumped out one after another!
Their big feet clattered on the ground, and they pulled a wooden sled behind them.

"Whoosh!"

Qilin snorted when he saw an acquaintance and took two steps back.

The big rabbits made a sharp turn and threw the wooden sled behind them to the position where the Qilin had retreated two steps.

Apparently, these Rossgarburg rabbits are also very familiar with Qilin.

"Good morning! Lan En, the cute kitten! And the cute Kirin!"

The sloppy old man on the sled jumped down happily, and then began to stroke the unicorn's hair and scratch the chin of the fluffy ball.

"Radagast, are you the guide?"

Lan En sat on Qilin's back and asked with his head tilted.

"You're awesome. You didn't even bother to say a word and just left me here."

Radagast didn't even turn his head to look at Lan, his eyes were full of the Qilin and the flannel ball.

"Then what do you want me to do? I was supposed to send you out of Mirkwood, and you got out? You even found the elves! But I have to go back quickly. Who knows what those poor, beneficial species will be bullied by the darkness?"

"Tsk."

The witcher made a dissatisfied sound and waved his hand, and the matter was over.

"How did Elrond notify you? He was able to pull you out of the woods."

"Well, I didn't want to come out either. But Lady Galadriel sent a butterfly to tell me something."

Radagast took off his hat, revealing his hair, which was tangled, made into bird nests and covered with bird droppings.

The three little birds in the sky immediately returned to their nests, and then Radagast put his hat on again.

The scruffy old man's expression grew serious, his voice lowered, and he leaned forward closer to Lan En.

"She also said the situation this time is not optimistic."

"What was the outcome of the meeting?"

"If you really want to know, you should go to the meeting yourself."

Lan En first complained on horseback before replying to him seriously.

"Nothing happened. The wizard in the white robe kept saying 'it's not that serious', 'don't act rashly', 'don't create panic' and so on. I think he just wanted to make a big deal out of it and keep the world peaceful."

"But from what I've seen, when Elrond and Lady Galadriel saw the short sword we brought with us, they still resisted in their hearts, but they also recognized the reality."

"Reality." Radagast muttered worriedly, "Darkness is coming."

"Okay, let's go." Lan En pulled Qilin's mane.

The ancient dragon cooperated and turned in a different direction. The wide rune cloth with a drape revealed the agile figure of the Qilin in the rolling waves, as well as the muscles surging under the blue and white scales.

"Let's go to Rudolf Plateau first and see if the evil spirit we dispersed before is really the Ringwraith that has escaped."

Radagast nodded heavily and then stepped back onto his wooden sled.

The chaotic footsteps of the big rabbits and the crisp hoofbeats of the unicorns intertwined together.

Running north across the broad meadow.

Rivendell is located in the middle of the western side of the long Misty Mountains, while Mount Rudolph is located slightly to the north.

Not far from Rivendell, the earth still remains green and beautiful, and the occasional yellow brings the freshness of autumn.

The road was simple but fairly flat, and you could still see humans or dwarves on the road, and occasionally you could see a simple wooden hotel every few dozen miles.

Most of them would be stunned when Lan En galloped past on his Qilin, as if the "giants and giant horses" passing by were all from the story.

But as we went deeper into the wilderness, the number of human traces began to decrease dramatically.

The roads were rough and difficult to travel on, and the smell of the earth and grass was no longer fresh.

You can even see gloomy hills in the distance that reach straight into the sky, covered with dry and twisted trees, and the ruins of an extremely evil castle.

Everything seemed a little gloomy.

"These are all signs of the spread of evil!"

Radagast said this while looking at the meadows and forests with sorrow.

In this world, evil forces not only bring a strange atmosphere, but this atmosphere also has a real impact on the environment.

In such an environment, the big rabbits and the unicorn galloped for about two days and arrived at the Rudolf Plateau.

(End of this chapter)