Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1067 1049. Adjustment of the Sword

Lan En, as a middleman and messenger, brought the two noble and powerful ladies friendly news to each other, and then took back his long knife from Lady Galadriel's hand.

The Elf Queen was in a good mood after hearing the news about her childhood friend. Her already elegant steps became even more brisk and joyful in the garden of Rivendell.

Even the beautiful things in the garden, such as butterflies, birds, squirrels and other creatures, and even flowers and buds, can't help but, as if they have intelligence, respond to Galadriel's footsteps and become active. dancing.

If she were in another world, the elf queen in front of her would undoubtedly be a god.

The elves in this world appear to be impeccable on the surface, but in fact they are terrifyingly strong.

Even Lan En had two sparrows sitting on his shoulders, chirping.

The witcher continued walking beside Lady Galadriel.

"Lord Elrond once told me that I lacked the power to reach something deeply."

Lan En patted the scabbard on his waist.

"When this sword faced the evil spirit that could sneak into the underworld before, it did seem that it lost 10% of its power, but only 10% fell on it. Is this all because of the change in shape?"

Galadriel nodded calmly.

"That's why I said, thank you for being powerful enough. Otherwise, this kind of weapon that is difficult to reach the deep power will not be effective in many cases."

In fact, its effect is quite good. I think it is mainly because in this world, the enemies who can connect themselves with the deep power are too outrageous.

Lan En scratched his chin and licked his lips awkwardly.

Because there are so many such enemies, according to Elrond, basically all weapons of Western high elves in the past had to meet this standard to be considered qualified.

But in other worlds, when Lan En usually uses Arondette, the power of [Destroying Evil] is completely sufficient.

"I can help you readjust this weapon, Adanisil."

The Elf Queen suddenly smiled and said.

Her long hair, which is more beautiful than the sun and the moon, is bound by a delicate headband, and she maintains an elegant posture when she turns around.

"Make the shape that Nimue messed with fit its essence, so that the weapon can still be called [designed by Aulë]."

In his youth, Galadriel had been learning knowledge and skills from the Valar and Vali in the Blessed Lands of the West.

According to Lan En's understanding, she was educated step by step by the fourteen main gods.

Valar and Weili are not superior. Their relationship with the Western elves is like neighbors who live in the same place and have a good relationship.

Not only blacksmithing, but also herbal medicine, art, medical skills, Galadriel and other abilities all come from the teachings of many lord gods.

And it sounds like even the Lady of the Lake's Arondette was first designed by Aulë, the god of craftsmen, and later taught to Galadriel as a form of knowledge.

And because the two ladies were good friends, Galadriel taught the Lady of the Lake the forging method and design of the sword.

The lady in the lake is really at the level of a second-rate dealer.

Perhaps Lady Galadriel's limbs are slender and graceful, and she does not seem to be the type to have the strength to do such rough work as forging, but Lan En believes that if this Elf Queen really picks up a long sword, it is probably beyond imagination. The fierce man.

Hmm. You can definitely hack me to death.

Therefore, Lan En does not doubt the Elf Queen's statement.

Although this sword is called the Sword of the Lady of the Lake, in terms of understanding, the Lady of the Lake is probably not as profound as Galadriel.

"After that, the power of this sword will be more 'deep'?"

"Of course, Adanisil." The Elf Queen smiled. "This sword was messed up by Nimue. Her understanding of forging and design was not deep enough. Maybe she didn't even realize that she messed up when she changed the form."

"But I won't."

In addition to gentleness, Lady Galadriel's smile also contained a trace of deserved pride.

Thinking back to the Elf Queen's comment just now on the Lady of the Lake's craftsmanship, Lan En vaguely guessed that she was in Valinor, the blessed land of Arda.

How these two noble ladies got along in their childhood.

Isn't it true that the Lady of the Lake, who is a conceptual god, has always been suppressed and sulky by Lady Galadriel?

The witcher quickly suppressed this disrespectful thought in his mind and secretly enjoyed himself while imagining it.

In his hand, he held Arondette's scabbard and handed it to Lady Galadriel.

The Elf Queen did not reach out, but a white deer ran out of nowhere in the garden of Rivendell. It walked up to Lan En and arched its back toward the witcher.

Lan En tentatively placed the Lake Lady's Sword on its back, which was inexplicably stable. When the white deer jumped away, the long knife that was not fixed by a rope did not shake at all.

"Is there anything I can do for you, ma'am?"

After the white deer that appeared inexplicably left, Lan En turned to the Elf Queen and spoke.

"No, don't worry about it, Adanisil. This is just me cleaning up Nimue's messed up works. We used to do this all the time."

Galadriel smiled with the fondness of the memory.

She hadn't forged it with her own hands for a long time. The reason for adjusting Arondette this time was largely because she also wanted to recall her childhood life.

"That's what you think, but it doesn't mean I can accept it, madam."

Lan En said softly.

"Although I didn't know much about the previous meeting, I can still feel that the storm is about to come."

"If you need help anywhere."

Lan En lowered his head and looked seriously at Madam Galadriel's eyes that contained the light of the twin sacred trees.

He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was self-evident.

Galadriel had an interested smile on his face.

"Although you don't know much, you at least know what we may face, Adanisil."

"Even so, you want to help me when I don't ask for anything in return?"

"That's not necessary, young boy."

But Lan En just looked at her calmly.

After a long time, even the small animals attracted by Galadriel's relaxed and happy mood dispersed.

"Ha, I understand, Nimue chose you for a reason."

The Elf Queen reached out her hand and gently lifted a strand of silver hair scattered in front of the demon hunter who was looking down at her.

She said softly.

"Go and rest, Adanisil."

——

After this meeting, Lan En stayed in the warm atmosphere of Rivendell for two more days.

Two days later Arondette was returned to him.

But the person sent back was not the Elven Queen, but Elrond.

He knocked on Lan En's door. When the witcher opened it, he saw the elf lord looking at the sheathed sword in his hand with a puzzled and familiar look.

It seemed that he was looking at the long sword like this the whole time he took the Sword of the Lake Lady over.

But soon after Lan En opened the door, he shook his head, as if to get the familiar and confusing feeling out of his mind.

Lan En didn't know why, but he didn't delve into it.

After Elrond entered the door, he handed the long knife into the hands of the original owner.

"Look at it, Adanisil. It's like a rebirth of forging."

After Alondette came into Lan En's hands, he automatically adapted to his size.

A demon hunter's appreciation for weapons is a habit that must be developed in his career.

Without Elrond having to say anything, Lan immediately raised the long knife in front of him and gently opened the scabbard.

‘Buzz~’

Just by pulling out the scabbard, the metal made a pleasant and long-lasting soft sound.

A piece of silver light reflected from the blade pulled out of the scabbard into Lan En's eyes.

The overall shape of the knife has not changed, it is still a smooth and graceful arc.

The prototype of Arondette was a reference to the elves in the magical Middle Ages when the Lady in the Lake changed her sword into a knife at Lan En's request.

That is, the weapon of the Ain Siddi tribe.

Unlike humans who generally use one-handed swords and half-handed swords, the Ain Siddi tribe mostly uses long swords.

The elves in this world are even better than the Ain Siddi tribe in terms of beauty, but among their usual weapons, they still mostly use long knives.

They are so light that their size and speed are comparable to those of ninjas, giving this kind of curved weapon more room for use.

Even the spears of the elves do not have a straight tip at the front, but a straight back and a curved blade.

So in terms of overall body structure, Arondette didn't change much.

But on the blade pattern, after Mrs. Galadriel's adjustment, the pattern added more arc lines to the original one, giving it a smooth beauty.

And this weapon

The demon hunter subconsciously turned the knife around. Even without turning on [Spiritual Vision], he felt that the power within the knife was deeper than before.

"Lady Galadriel learned the art of forging from the great Aulë."

Elrond had already sat down gracefully on the chair in Lan En's room and spoke softly.

"Now this sword is worthy of any Elf King of the Western High Elves. It is a sword that is unparalleled in the world."

"There are very few swords like this in history. And"

"and?"

Elrond's unfinished words made Lann curious, but when he asked, the elf lord of Rivendell pursed his lips and had no intention of continuing.

"I'm not sure, so it's better not to say anything."

The witcher shrugged, indicating that he didn't care.

"So now that the sword has been adjusted, is there anything you need me for?"

"Lady Galadriel did confess this matter."

Elrond spoke calmly, as was his usual style.

"The things discussed in the last Holy White meeting are of great importance and must be confirmed carefully. Therefore, we need someone to go to Rudolph Plateau."

Lan En's thoughts changed slightly, and Mentos immediately began to release his computing power.

"The place on the Rudolph Plateau where the Witch King of Angmar is buried with magic?"

"Yes, we have to see whether the Morgul Blade is just a highly skilled imitation, or whether those things have really returned to the world."