Two-dimensional lovers in the Marvel world

When he returned to Rivendale's Lord's Hall again, the banquet hall that was tragically damaged by the dwarves had become as clean as new, and there was no one except a few elf waiters.

Tonight is a special night, and only tonight can the dwarves interpret cipher texts hidden by special methods, so as to learn how to re-enter the Lonely Mountain.

It seems that Gandalf and the Dwarves should have followed Elrond to crack the cipher text.

Kailar stroked the smooth back of the black cat in his arms and walked towards the guard at the entrance of the hall.

"Does the Lord prepare a rest place for the guests?"

"Of course, Mr. Ranger, but the lord has found a master of craftsman who is willing to help you recast your weapons. If possible, I can take you to the master's residence now." The guard of the elf lord in bright armor lowered his head and replied.

"It's getting late, so why not visit me tomorrow," said Keral.

"No. It's still early for the elves." The elves guard replied with a smile.

"Since that's the case, lead the way."

...

Even though it was getting late and night fell, you could still see the elves wandering out in Rivendale town.

As the guard said, at this time, it was not time for the elves to rest.

It is said that in ancient times, the first batch of elves were created. When they first woke up, the first thing they saw was the stars in the sky. Therefore, the elves loved the stars forever and were full of Varda Elan Zhanrui (the God of Starlight)

worship.

Walking on the streets of Rivendale, elves carrying lanterns can be seen everywhere. They walk in groups of three or three, walking graceful and brisk steps, and playing freely in all places without worries.

Like modern humans, nightlife has just begun when it was too dark for them.

While chatting with the elf guards, they moved forward. In less than half an hour, a few people arrived at a small building with a dissatisfaction (for elf buildings).

"It's here, the residence of the Misilan Master Calebrepeng, one of the forging masters of Nordo." After saying that, the elf guard who had been leading the way left first.

Caleb Lipeng? Is it a coincidence that the name of the elves forging master who casts the Three Rings of the Elf?

When I opened the door, a wave of heat suddenly came to my face, and there were scraps and various tools everywhere I saw.

A set of gorgeous silver armor was placed on the wooden model by the door, with countless swords, bows and arrows hanging on the wall.

A silver-haired elf who looks very young (never judge the age of the elf by his appearance) sat by the fireplace, concentrating on wiping a scimitar in his hand.

"Are you the human ranger who holds a dragon bone?" asked the elf handsome man without raising his head.

"Yes, it was Lord Elrond who asked me to come here..."

"Take the thing out first!" The elves suspected of forging master stood up suddenly, with a full of desire in their green pupils.

Damn! Are all elves so direct?

Kylar, who was startled, quickly took out the dragon bone sword and handed it to the elf forging master who was eager to try.

Seeing the real keel appeared in front of him, Calebrepeng rushed over with tears in his eyes, and took the keel sword into his hand like a sacrifice to his ancestors.

"Ah! This exquisite conception! This rough appearance! This natural sword blade!" After holding the big sword in his hand and playing with it, Caleb Lipeng sighed.

Seeing the seemingly thin elves in front of him easily pick up the amazingly weighted Dragon Bone Sword and play with them casually, Kailar took a deep breath and thought to himself that the elves were indeed hidden and lying on the tiger, so terrifying!

With the self-weight of the Dragon Bone Sword, there is almost nothing that can be picked up and played in the human world (unless it is a genetic mutation). If the dragon bone sword was inserted into the stone, there would probably be no King Arthur because he could not pull it out at all.

"Ahem!" As if aware of his loss of composure, Caleb Lipeng quickly stabilized himself and pretended to be a master.

"What do you want to do?"

"Well, one-handed sword, two-handed sword is not suitable for me."

"With the weight of this great sword, it is more than enough to make three long swords, and you can also make a few daggers or something."

Are there many?

Kailar looked at Fei'er and the black cat in Fei'er's arms standing and waiting, and had plans in his mind.

"Can you make two long swords and keel bows each?"

"The long sword can be made two, but if it is a bow, you can only make one long bow and one short bow, so that only a part of the scraps will be left." Looking at the big sword thinking for a moment, Caleb Lipeng gave an answer

.

"Then use extra scraps to make a small necklace." Adhering to the style of thrifty family, Keral made the distribution.

A short bow with a fast bow and a short range (although a bow made of keel material doesn't have to worry about range) is for Fei'er, who is good at using long-range weapons. The remaining long bow (the long bow power demand is high) can give him this power

The big ones use one-handed swords for each person. The remaining small necklaces are left for the little black cat Tina. When Kelar will enchant in the future, he can make magical equipment.

"All these can be done, but it only takes a little time." Take out a piece of paper to record the physical data of Keral and Fei'er (height, arm length, etc.), and Keleb Lipeng estimated the time.

"If you gather other forgingers who are interested in keel bones together, the time will be greatly reduced, which will take about five days."

"I will be ready for the reward." Keral thought a little and wrote down the time in his mind.

"You don't need your reward. Being able to study rare materials like keel bones is the best reward." Caleb Lipeng showed a craftsman's smile.

"That's hard." Kailar lowered his head and thanked him, then took out several bottles of potions from his backpack.

"This is an energy potion. After taking it, it can greatly relieve fatigue and restore physical strength. I hope it can be helpful to you."

"Can you recover your strength? That's really great." Caleblipeng happily accepted the potion and sent Kailar away from his residence.

Back in front of the fireplace, Calebrepeng sat down and began to further study the keel weapon. This would be an opportunity for his forging technology to make breakthroughs, and he cherished this opportunity very much.

When the candle on the candlestick was half burning, the door of my house made a sound.

"Father, I'm back." A slender figure walked in, took off the hood from his head, revealing a delicate and tender pretty face.

This is Fina who fought with Keral before!

"Well, take a break early. I still have something to do here, it will be a little later."

"Are you studying weapons again?" Fina was attracted by the hideous and violent appearance of the dragon bone sword placed on the table, and came over to ask.

"Well, an interesting human sent it here. I want me to help him recast the weapon. I will take this opportunity to study it carefully."

Human? Could it be him?

Fina, who was still stunned, was disturbed by the two bottles of potions thrown by her father.

"Two bottles of potions, one bottle can heal the wound, and the other bottle can recover the strength. Use it in time when encountering danger. Recently, there are more orcs, and it is not safe near Rivendell. As a Ranger team member, you should pay more attention." Father

Said earnestly.