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Chapter 204 Get what you want, a gift beyond the stars!
early morning.

At dawn, the first ray of white clouds appeared in the east.

The entire Roselorian has not yet fully woke up from sleep.

In the main city of Calas Galadon, a quiet ferry.

The eight-member Fellowship of the Ring expedition headed by Aragorn and a dozen tall elves in robes were already standing in front of the ferry.

At this time, the eight members of the expedition team stood side by side in a row wearing blue robes.

In front of eight people.

Lord Celeborn of Lothlorian watched as the members of the Fellowship of the Ring were making their final orders.

"You have a great responsibility, I don't need to say more."

"We have never let outsiders wear our clothes. I hope these capes will bring you good luck."

"Goodbye everyone, may the blessings of Roslorien be with you"

After some final blessings.

Everyone in the expedition team was busy loading the dry food, drinks and supplies presented by Lord Celeborn and Galadriel onto the boat.

Aragorn, the nominal leader of this expedition at this time, was also called together by Celeborn alone, and was explaining something.

"Every step you take to the south now, the danger will increase by one point."

"The orcs of Mordor now hold the banks of Anduin, and the west bank is not safe."

"Recently we've seen orcs with white palm marks on their faces and armor roaming our borders."

"Half-orcs rarely move in the sun, but they are different. They can act in the sun."

"You are being followed now, be careful"

"You walk along the river, remember to look for opportunities to get rid of Sauron's eyeliner."

Lord Celeborn chatted with Aragorn for a while.

When the rest of the expedition moved all the supplies onto the three small boats.

The Eastern light group finally leaped out of the horizon and sprinkled the first ray of warm sunlight on the earth.

Galadriel, with a pure white long dress, pale complexion, and ethereal and beautiful temperament, walked out of the sun with several elf attendants.

The members of the expedition team who had finished their work immediately got off the boat and came to the shore together.

In the past three days in Rosslorian.

Even Gimli, the young Turin dwarf who was most prejudiced against elves and the most angry, has sincere admiration and respect for this famous legendary elf after getting to know him in the past few days.

The members of the expedition team still fought in a row, because they noticed that Galadriel had brought gifts for everyone.

"Legolas, my gift to you is the Bow of Galazmen. I hope you can defeat more enemies."

Legolas respectfully accepted the gift.

This was a longer and stronger bow than the Mirkwood longbow he usually used. The bow string was made of a strand of elf hair, and it was matched with a special arrow in a quiver.

The moment Legolas got the longbow, he noticed the unusualness of the longbow and immediately fell in love with it.

"Meriadoc Brandybuck, Peregrin Took, these are two special daggers made by the Dúnedain in the north, hope they will keep you safe"

Galadriel picked up two delicate and small daggers with black scabbards from the tray behind her and handed them to the two hobbits with a smile.

Merry and Pippin immediately stretched out their hands respectfully to take the dagger, and pulled it out with joy on their faces.

The dagger is in the shape of a long and narrow willow leaf, sharp and exquisite in workmanship, decorated with red and gold serpentine patterns, and several beautiful gemstones are inlaid on the dagger blade, which looks beautiful and sharp.

It made Sam, who was standing beside him, hot-eyed.

Just when Sam was expecting Lady Galadriel to give him a beautiful dagger like that of Meripipin's two partners.

When he saw the rope handed over by the other party, a look of disappointment immediately appeared on his face.

Galadriel didn't care too much, just smiled and said, "Samwise Gamgee, I'll give you an elf rope made of Heath blue."

"Boromir, what I give you is a golden belt made by elves."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Boromir, who received the gift, quickly saluted.

Galadriel soon came to Gimli.

"Gimli, son of Gloin, what kind of elf gift do you want?"

Galadriel looked at the dwarf in front of her and smiled.

Gimli, however, was dazzled by Galadriel's astonishing beauty and dared not raise his head much.

"I don't want anything, I just want to listen to Madam Galadriel's gentle words more, and take a look at the beautiful face of the Queen. Her face is more brilliant and dazzling than all the jewels in the ground."

Finally, the shy Jinli said what he had been holding back in his heart for several days.

It was just his heartfelt praise that also managed to make Galadriel in front of him laugh happily.

Seeing that the other party was not angry, this made Jinli a little more courageous. With Galadriel's kind insistence, he said nervously: "If possible, I...I hope to get Madam a piece of your hair. Beyond the stars in heaven, the gold on earth, and the gems in mines in my heart."

"Sorry ma'am, I know this is a stupid request"

The moment he said what he wanted from the bottom of his heart, Jinli immediately realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly bowed his head to apologize.

But this did not wait for Galadriel's anger, but the gentle words as always.

"Gimli, your request can be fulfilled."

Galadriel smiled and said, Gimli immediately noticed something on his hands.

When he looked up, he saw three beautiful pure golden hairs with luster lying on his hands.

Jinli stared at the three strands of hair on his hand with wide eyes, and was about to say something in an extremely excited mood.

I saw Galadriel smiling and shaking his head and walking to Frodo who was aside.

Speaking of this, I have to mention an allusion.

One of the protagonists of this allusion is Galadriel;
And the other was Galadriel's uncle, the eldest son of Finwë, the first King of the Noldor, and the second High King of the Noldor: Fëanor.

Feanor's forging skills are extremely outstanding. He is not only a superb craftsman, but also a linguist and scholar.

Many well-known treasures have been created in his hands, such as: Palantir gem (also known as the crystal ball of true knowledge).

Of course, his most famous and greatest creations are the three "Silmarillions" gemstones.

It is said that Feanor was inspired to create the Silmarillion after seeing Galadriel's hair, and chose to integrate the brilliance of the Twin Trees into the Silmarillion.

As for Galadriel, Feanor asked her for a lock of hair three times, but Galadriel refused each time.

If the soul stays in the palace of Mandos, Fëanor sees Galadriel gifting three hairs at once to the dwarves.

Back to the topic.

Looking at the three golden hairs in his hand, Jin Li was so excited that he couldn't speak.

Galadriel walked up to Frodo the Ring-bearer and said softly, "Goodbye, Frodo Baggins."

"I give you the Light of Elendil."

"Our most beloved star."

"May it guide you in the dark when all lights go out"

The third day of the expedition's arrival at Lothlorien in the Golden Forest.

With blessings and gifts from Galadriel and Lord Celeborn, the expedition continued on their way.

Legolas and Gimli were in the same boat.

Boromir took Merry and Pippin on the same boat.

At last Aragorn took Frodo and Sam in the same boat.

The three light boats took a tributary and headed straight for the larger, wider and longer Anduin River in the distance ahead.

Moria.

Khazadum Bridge Dark Abyss.

"call"

"Hoohoo."

The cold wind howled, and the wind and snow never stopped blowing.

At the entrance of the junction between the ice and snow world and the underground river, two figures were talking.

A tall and strong man, wearing a dark red mighty armor inside, a black luxurious robe outside, a handsome human man with a long bow and arrows on his back, and a long sword hanging on his waist.

The other is a tall, thin old man with all white hair and beard, wearing a gray dirty robe with a little bit of blood on it, a gray pointed hat, and white hair and beard.

can appear here.

The man was naturally Morgan who had been trapped for several days.

The old man is the wizard Gandalf who just woke up not long ago.

But unlike Gandalf with gray long hair and gray beard a few days ago.

At this time, Gandalf's beard and hair were all white, his kind face was more majestic than before, and his eyes were more intelligent.

"Gandalf, now brand new, can you still remember what happened these days?"

Morgan looked at the old man beside him and asked.

Although his beard and hair became whiter, Morgan felt an extra sense of majesty on Gandalf's return.

That is the extraordinary temperament that can only be exuded naturally by the truly powerful.

Morgan had never felt this way before with Gandalf.

Obviously, after being promoted to become a white-robed wizard, Gandalf can use his own strength as Maier, which is obviously more.

"Of course, I still remember that I joined forces with you to defeat the Balrog."

"You jumped on the Balrog's chest and pierced the Balrog's chest with Glamdrin"

"But my eyes turned black."

"In that moment, darkness engulfed me."

"I lost consciousness."

"I don't know how long it has been, but I just feel that every day is as long as a lifetime."

"But I didn't die, but was reborn."

"I was sent back"

"Continue my unfinished mission"

Gandalf said, looking at the snowstorm in front of him, his eyes full of wisdom were reminiscing and meditating.

"Then do you remember what your unfinished mission was?" Morgan continued to ask.

Gandalf looked calm: "Destroy the Supreme Lord of the Rings, defeat Sauron and Saruman."

Hearing this, Morgan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Just remember, I'm afraid you'll forget about it."

"Of course I won't forget"

Gandalf suddenly turned his head and looked at his old friend beside him, with a funny smile on his face: "Even if you forget about other people, you must not forget to guard Morgan for me."

"Ha ha."

"The one who can talk like this is that you are sure not to be wrong."

Seeing Gandalf's familiar expression, Morgan immediately laughed out loud.

"Speaking of which, if you come back one day later."

"I should have planned to bury you tomorrow."

Morgan took out his pipe, filled it with shredded tobacco, lit it, and smoked it beautifully.

Seeing Morgan's movements, Gandalf took off the cigarette rod from his waist skillfully even after being promoted to become a white-robed wizard, and began to puff.

"why?"

Exhaling a long mouthful of smoke, Gandalf laughed.

"Because you've started to stink." Morgan said disgustedly.

"No way?"

Startled, Gandalf immediately raised his arms and sniffed left and right.

"so far so good."

Realizing that the smell on his body was still within the acceptable range, Gandalf couldn't help but rejoice.

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"call"

"Do you know where this is?"

"The dark river behind us, I went all the way to the end of the upstream and downstream, but I couldn't find a way out."

Morgan, smoking a pipe, turned to Gandalf and asked.

"Then have you searched for the snowy land in front of us?"

Hearing Morgan's words, Gandalf frowned slightly and said.

"not yet"

"I originally planned to search for it today, but when I sensed your awakening, I turned back."

"So, no action has been taken yet."

Morgan shook his head and opened his mouth, looking at the ice and snow world in front of him.

In the past few days, the wind and snow here have never really stopped.

The only difference is sometimes big and sometimes small.

Just like now, the wind and snow are obviously much smaller than an hour ago.

Gandalf did not directly reply to Morgan's words, but took a step forward and looked at the surrounding Xuefeng, frowning, obviously lost in thought.

Morgan didn't bother Gandalf either, just smoking in silence.

After a while, Gandalf turned his head, looked at Morgan and said, "This should still be Moria."

"What do you mean?"

Morgan was taken aback.

A few days ago, when I and Gandalf were pulled down by the Balrog into the dark abyss under the bridge of Kazadum.

It fell, but I don't know how long it took.

It's useless even if you know how deep the ground is in Moria.

But he obviously meant more than that from what Gandalf said.

"I can't make it clear either."

"It can only be said that we should not be in the underground abyss of Moria now"

"Let's go, let's go around together, and I should be able to figure out where we are now."

Gandalf shook his head and said.

"Well, that's what I'm planning too."

Morgan nodded, looked at the dirty Gandalf and said suddenly, "Are you hungry, do you want to eat something to fill your stomach?"

"Uh"

"Cuckoo cuckoo."

As soon as Gandalf reacted, an embarrassing sound came out of his stomach, and he laughed immediately: "Well, it seems that it is hungry."

The two of them were planning to go back to the dark river to cook something to fill their stomachs.

at this time.

A howl of an eagle suddenly came from the distant sky.

"This is?"

Hearing this voice, Morgan and Gandalf immediately looked overjoyed.

The two quickly rushed onto a giant frozen stone.

Morgan looked up to the sky and looked around.

Gandalf immediately muttered words.

Soon, the second eagle howl sounded again.

The two of them looked at the high sky in the distance, and finally saw a black figure hovering in the very high sky, accompanied by a louder eagle howling.

10 minute later.

When the two standing on the frozen boulder looked at the figure of the big eagle that was getting closer and bigger in sight, their expressions were joyful.

After half an hour.

Flew away from the big snow mountain covered with ice and snow all year round.

"Gwyhill, why are you here?"

Gandalf, who was sitting on the big eagle's broad and thick back, asked in confusion.

"It was Madam Galadriel who told me the news and asked me to come and find you."

The Eagle King below said with a smile.

Morgan was overjoyed when he heard that, and immediately asked, "Master Gwyhill, are we going now?"

"Of course we are now going to Karas Galadon in the Golden Forest."

The Eagle King under him stopped talking.

Morgan and Gandalf sat on the back of the eagle and didn't talk much.

The two of them and one eagle flew straight in the direction of Roselorian.

In Morgan's heart, however, he felt a little sigh. He regretted that he hadn't been able to see Galadriel, the most legendary and powerful elf queen in the entire Middle-earth world.

Unexpectedly, things are constantly changing, and in the blink of an eye, opportunities are in front of us.

(End of this chapter)