Start with the Lord of the Rings

Rivendell is built on a hill.

One side is close to the towering peaks.

It is surrounded on three sides by a wide river that flows year-round.

Only a huge arch bridge connects the two ends of the valley.

The members of the expedition team were walking on this huge arch bridge at this time.

"This is Rivendell. I've heard it many times before, but I didn't expect that I would be able to go to Rivendell one day."

"Although it is the residence of elves, it is really beautiful here, like a fairy tale."

"Can you shut up, the elves are our enemies"

"You just need to shut up, didn't hear Gandalf say, this is our strategy, do you understand the strategy?"

"Shut up all of you, it's not good to be heard by those elves."

"Just hear it, I'll be afraid of those twat-like elves"

"All of you, shut up, come here, we are guests now, and Bumblebee also needs treatment from elves. You will talk less for a while, don't embarrass us dwarves."

"Of course I won't disgrace the dwarves."

The dwarves, as always, like to chat and quarrel.

In the past, Morgan liked to interject a few words when the dwarves were arguing to comfort the boredom of the journey.

Listening to the dwarves arguing was also one of the few pleasures of Thorin Oakenshield, Gandalf and the others on their boring journey.

But right now, Morgan didn't have the heart to listen to the dwarves talking nonsense.

He is now engrossed in admiring the picturesque landscape of Rivendell.

For Morgan, it is possible to enjoy the scenery that truly belongs to "Rivendell", the capital of elves.

Instead of doing it in front of the movie screen, watching the illusory scenery that can only be made with green cloth special effects.

How lucky is that.

Of course, Morgan can come to this world with golden thighs like the Time Traveler System.

It was his most unparalleled luck.

At this time, like Morgan, Morgan was not the only one who fully appreciated the scenery of Rivendell.

Like Bilbo, like Balin the Whitebeard, like Dwarin the Dwarf, or even Thorin Oakenshield.

It's not easy to come to Rivendell once.

Especially for dwarves.

Elves are their enemies.

God knows if there will be such an opportunity in the future.

Smart people naturally have to seize the time to appreciate, this is the capital of bragging when drinking in the future.

There are also stories to tell when you are old and tell your grandson about the adventures of your youth.

Go slowly along the giant arch bridge that is nearly 100 meters long.

It didn't take long for the group to pass the gaze of two huge statues of elf warrior guards at the head of the bridge.

Really walked into the wide square that belongs to Rivendell, at the foot of the mountain.

Don't make people wait long.

Soon, several elves appeared on the stone ladder ahead.

The elf at the head is slender and handsome, wearing a gorgeous and exquisite robe.

Just appearing, can give other people a gentle, refined atmosphere.

Morgan looked at each other's ears for the first time, and they were indeed slender and slender, which was different from the dwarf hobbit he had seen now.

"What if ears like this were on a dwarf or a hobbit?"

Such an idea suddenly popped into my mind.

Morgan fantasized, with sharp ears, short and ugly

A fantasy creature immediately popped into Morgan's mind: a goblin.

He shook his head, trying to get the bad picture out of his mind.

Morgan's eyes once again focused on the few elves approaching.

I have to sigh, it is normal for elves' ears to grow like this.

A handsome gentleman headed by the elf.

The other elves were similar in appearance and figure.

If they were in the previous life, whether they were drawn to be models or male models at the White Horse Club, they would all be scrambled for.

Just seeing these few, Morgan felt that the elves were indeed different.

Just come out one, no, a few are handsome.

However, the other party is handsome, but it always feels like something is missing.

Hmm, that's a bit of a feature.

Yes, it's just a bad feature!

These elves look a bit like they came out of an assembly line.

far better than myself.

He secretly recalled his appearance.

A lot of interesting ideas suddenly popped into Morgan's mind.

In his previous life, Morgan looked ugly and fierce.

When I see handsome guys, I sometimes think that no matter how handsome they are, they are not enough for a punch.

Dressed as a handsome man now.

When I see handsome guys again, I don't think about beating them, but secretly compare with myself.

"What a fucking idea!"

Shaking his head vigorously, Morgan scolded secretly and didn't think about it any more.

The elf at the head clearly knew Gandalf and greeted him from a distance.

Gandalf also greeted him with a smile on his face.

The two talked in Elvish.

Morgan listened and found that he understood.

Only then did he understand what the first ability "common language" means in the ability column of the body data panel.

Gandalf did not shy away from chatting with the elf named Linde.

It's just that the two of them spoke Elvish.

The elf named Linde looked at the dwarves not far away from time to time during the chat.

Made the suspicious dwarves nervous.

Morgan knew the general content of the two chats, but he certainly wouldn't tell anyone else.

at this time.

A loud horn sounded suddenly from the other side of the river valley in the distance.

The group of people in the square immediately turned their heads.

I saw a large group of elven cavalry in silver armor and full armor rushing towards this side from the opposite bank of the giant arch bridge.

Seeing this scene, Thorin Oakenshield immediately faced a formidable enemy.

He pulled out his dagger, stood in front of the team and shouted, "Quick, gather together!"

The dwarves took out their weapons and quickly took a defensive stance.

At this time, the fully armed elf cavalry finally rushed into the wide square.

A large number of cavalry moved back and forth around the dwarves.

The dwarves stared at the elves, but did not dare to act rashly.

At this time, a tall, handsome and dignified middle-aged elf wearing golden armor and a golden flower crown walked into the square riding a tall white horse.

"Gandalf!"

The middle-aged elf greeted Gandalf from a distance.

"Lord Elon."

Gandalf bowed slightly.

The middle-aged elf dismounted, stepped forward, smiled and hugged Gandalf.

Morgan could guess that the handsome and majestic middle-aged elf in front of him should be the elf lord of Rivendell.

Take Rivendell's position in the whole of Middle-earth.

And the elven lord's passion for Gandalf.

Morgan could see that the relationship between the two was truly extraordinary.

"Where did you go?"

Patting each other on the shoulders, Gandalf looked at King Elon and smiled.

"We've just hunted down a group of Orcs from the South, and quite a few around the Secret Pass."

"It's strange that the Orcs are so close to our frontier."

"I was wondering if there was something, or someone, that brought them here."

King Elon said that he handed the sword in his hand to the elf beside him, turned to look at the expedition team and said.

ask for a ticket~~~