Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1056 1038. Top Arms

Find a sword of this level in the lair of three trolls?

Lan handed Oakcrest back to Thorin across the entire table, with disbelief in his eyes.

Are you afraid you are joking?

The power of Arondette, the Sword of the Lady of the Lake, has never let Lan down since he got it.

Even if it is weak when facing monsters in the New World, it is only because of its shape that it is not suitable for dealing with large monsters.

In that gloomy and decadent world of fire, when the world first began to have order due to the First Fire, there were giant blacksmiths who served the royal family of the fire gods.

His life was saved by Lan En, so he also wanted to express his gratitude to him and use his craftsmanship.

At that time, the giant blacksmith who had served the Gods of Fire for tens of thousands of years commented on the Sword of the Lake Lady: The forging methods of this weapon were different from his, and the level was not much different from his. Subsequent strengthening may cause it to become weaker due to differences in techniques, and the gain outweighs the loss.

Later, only the wedge-shaped stone disk was used to strengthen [Turbid Current·Destruction].

In this world, Lan En saw another sword of the same specification.

The half-hand sword hung by Gandalf at his waist.

"This sword is called Gramdrin, [Enemy Fencing]."

Elrond held Gandalf's sheathed sword leaning on the dining table in his hand. Like a sword, he drew out a small section and determined the sword's path with only a few inscriptions.

"Both swords were forged by the high elves of the west when they fought against the dark enemy in the First Age. They both came from Gondolin."

"From my same clan."

"The [Enemy Fence] is the sword of Turgon, the King of Gondolin. The [Beast Bite Sword] is the sword of the Lord of the Fountain."

"The enemies they killed with this weapon at that time would make us shudder and fear even if we even imagine it."

"In total, that was already 10,000 years ago."

"In addition to those famous dark servants, these two swords have also killed countless Oak orcs. The magic of the elves above also makes these two swords emit blue light as a warning as long as there are orcs approaching nearby."

After talking about the origin of the two swords with emotion, Elrond placed the sword beside Gandalf's seat again without any hesitation, leaning against it.

"I hope these two swords can be put to full use in your hands."

But Elrond's profound knowledge and his appreciation of the two swords just now made Lan En also interested.

"I also have a good sword here, can you help me take a look?"

"Well, why not?"

Elrond nodded indifferently, put down the wine glass that had just been taken off the table, and took the Sword of the Lake Lady from Lan En through Gandalf.

"Ah, this sword is really big."

Gandalf said as he leaned back and looked at the long knife passing in front of him.

"No, you're wrong about that, Gandalf. It's not big at all, look."

An unexpected, unexpected expression appeared on Elrond's face.

And when he looked towards Lan En, he found that the expression of the owner of the long knife was exactly the same as his.

The Sword of the Lady of the Lake is a god-made weapon. It adapts to Lan En's body shape and always remains at a length that makes him use it like a useful hand-and-half sword.

But when the hand-and-half-sword length suitable for a height of 2.5 meters came into Elrond's hands, it changed back to a shape suitable for an elf's body type.

"I can't see the origin of this sword, but it uses the magic of our elves. A very ancient magic."

"But we elves rarely use this magic. The history of this sword probably dates back to before the First Era!"

Elrond was able to make the Sword of the Lake Girl deform in his hands and adapt to his body because of the magic of the elves.

"Please forgive me for being helpless, Lan En. I'm afraid this sword will not be famous in history. I can only recognize that this sword also uses the technique of Western high elves, and it is paradoxical. What is it called?"

"The Sword of the Lady of the Lake - [Arondette]."

Lann took the long knife handed back by Elrond and answered him.

Elrond frowned and thought for a while, but in the end he found nothing and stopped worrying.

"Well, I really don't know. A spirit that lives in the lake?"

The high table used by Elrond's group of tall men was basically next to the two low tables used by the dwarves. In addition, there was nothing to hide when tasting the sword, so everyone could hear it clearly.

On the low table, Bilbo Baggins lowered his head and pulled out the small dagger he also got from the troll's lair to look at it.

The other two swords have such great names. Although his sword is small, it is also forged by elves! just in case

Next to him was Balin, the oldest among the dwarves. His hair and long beard were all white, and he looked like a short Santa Claus.

"No offense intended, Master Baggins."

Balin tilted his head and looked at Bilbo.

"But the sword is named after its achievements in war. You see, [Enemy Fencing Sword], [Beast Bite Sword] and so on."

"Hey, what do you mean?" Bilbo said unconvinced. "You mean my sword has no merit?"

"In fact, it's hard to say whether this can be called a sword." Bahrain shrugged and said with a smile. "It's more like an Elf letter opener."

"Where's the velvet ball?" Bilbo said as he looked at the cat Ellu who was squatting opposite and holding a piece of elf cake and licking it.

"Flannel Ball, does the sword on your back have a name?"

"Yes, meow!"

Speaking of weapons, flannel ball also comes into its own.

While patting the hilt of the sword protruding from its back shoulder, it introduced its weapons to the hobbits and dwarves.

".Anyway! [Thunder Cat Sword] and [Silver Cat Sword] were both made by me personally watching them!"

As he spoke, he proudly extended his paws forward and showed off the meatballs on his paws.

"The marks on the sword are all molded by my hand, nya!"

"That's normal." As a dwarf, and of course an experienced forger, Balin said. "In addition to military exploits, blacksmiths also have the habit of naming weapons. It mainly depends on the technique and materials."

"But again, Master Baggins. You will never find the maker of this sword. It still has no name."

Bilbo Baggins sighed, put away his dagger, and returned to eating and drinking.

The turmoil at the low table cannot affect the high table who is actually responsible for talking about things.

"Did you meet the three trolls on the Eastern Avenue?"

Elrond pondered.

"Why are you guys going to Dongfang Avenue if you have nothing to do?"

Having said this, Gandalf pursed his lips, and Thorin's behavior was even more direct. He picked up his long knife and said "Excuse me" and left the scene directly.

Elrond has seen too many turmoils in the world, and Thorin's performance simply had the words "I have something to hide" printed on his face.

But he did not ask directly, because the more important the matter, the harder it would be to find out if he asked, and he might even get false news.

So Elrond seemed to have just turned over a chapter, raised the wine glass in his hand, and after gently raising it towards Lan En, they both took a sip across the table.

Then, he spoke nonchalantly, as if he was complaining out of boredom.

"Thirteen dwarves, and a hobbit. What a strange traveling companion, Gandalf."

"Oh!" Gandalf immediately followed the trend and wanted to change the topic.

"These dwarves are all descendants of Turin. They are all noble and decent people, and they are well-educated!"

It was said like a joke.

Lan En held the silver base of the crystal wine glass and looked to the side with his peripheral vision while sipping.

Noli was secretly stuffing the elves' art-like silver tableware into his arms, while Bombo was stuffing the buns into his mouth one by one, regardless of whether his mouth was full or not.

"In addition, their artistic cultivation is also unusual."

Gandalf continued to blow water, and Elrond and Lann listened attentively.

But the dwarves will not compromise themselves to cooperate with Gandalf.

The quiet and elegant music of the elves made these dwarves very unhappy.

They do have artistic accomplishments, but they can't get along with the elves.

Bofur simply stood up on the table, kicked out an open space with his feet, then stood on it, stamped his feet, and started singing.

This singing voice is free and easy, with a comfortable country style.

The dwarves, who were excited by this, also began to unleash their natural instincts.

They began to use the food on the table as game props and played with the singing.

The elves responsible for playing the music were completely suppressed and confused.

They looked at each other.

But the business at the high table doesn't stop just because the style of the banquet changes.

A piece of elf bread was thrown over Gandalf's plate, frightening the old wizard.

But Lan En took advantage of the confusion and tugged on Gandalf's gray robe under the table.

This was a hint that it was time for Gandalf to do something.

The old wizard immediately smoothed his hair, drawing Elrond's attention back from the dwarves.

"Hmm! When it comes to traveling companions, of course we have to talk about this one."

The witcher felt a little bad now.

"That's what I was about to ask," Elrond said, looking at Gandalf seriously.

"Two of you wizards appeared near Rivendell in one day! I don't think this is a small matter."

"On a normal day, it would be extremely difficult to find one of you."

"We met Radagast not long ago, but he turned around and walked away. This is in line with my impression of him being 'afraid of trouble'."

Without looking back, Gandalf took Lan's hand that was on the table and pulled it toward Elrond.

"But it doesn't matter if he leaves. He doesn't care much about things to begin with."

At this point, Lan En completely understood.

His bad premonition had come true.

"I bear witness, Elrond. Lann was Radagast's friend in Mirkwood, and they talked about everything. He has seen everything Radagast has seen! You can make him Think of it as Radagast’s agent!”

Lann smiled at Elrond's turned gaze.

But the feet under the table.

"Ouch!"

Elrond pretended not to notice anything and looked at the old wizard who suddenly screamed.

"Huh? What's wrong with you, Gandalf?"

"No, it's nothing!" Gandalf pursed his lips and waved his hands, "I just hit my toe on the corner of the table."