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Chapter 206 Fallen, Farewell!
Hand kiss.

The first time Morgan met Galadriel, he gave a rather elegant hand kiss.

Although Lord Celeborn and Gandalf felt surprised.

But also feel nothing.

Lady Galadriel had always been extraordinary in her beauty and charm.

Deal with elves with near-immortality in Middle-earth.

Especially in the face of such noble lord-level elves.

Etiquette is a very important thing.

Good etiquette can clearly impress the other party.

The reason why Morgan was able to perform a fairly standard elf-kissing etiquette when meeting Galadriel.

All from the past years in the Woodland Kingdom, when Tariel taught his daughters and sons.

By the way, I have popularized a lot of elf etiquette for Morgan.

"I met Lord Celeborn."

Morgan finished kissing Galadriel's hand, got up very naturally, bowed slightly again and saluted the tall and handsome elf lord in blue exquisite and luxurious robes.

"Morgan, I've heard your name for a long time."

"Welcome to Rosslorian as a guest"

Celeborn smiled.

Although the appearance looks a bit handsome and cold, it is not as friendly as the Eldron Elf Lord of Rivendell.

But as soon as the other party spoke, Morgan could feel the sincerity in the other party's words.

Not to mention other things, the appearance and cultivation of these elf lords are really speechless.

Just say hello.

At this moment, Eagle King Gwythir also came over.

"Lord Celeborn, Lady Galadriel, the two of them have been found, and I should go too."

"Stay and eat, the banquet is ready."

"No, next time."

"Okay, next time then."

"Um"

"Goodbye, Gandalf."

"Morgan, it's nice to meet you, and I hope you can come to the Great Wilderness as a guest sometime."

"Definitely, Lord Grawyhill's invitation, I will definitely accept it."

"That's it."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

The four of them watched Eagle King Gwythir fly into the sky and quickly disappeared into the sky.

Morgan and Gandalf, led by Lord Celeborn and Galadriel, walked towards the tree city behind them.

When he was on the huge back of the Eagle King before, Morgan noticed this magnificent and fantastic tree city.

After Gandalf's introduction, he also knew that the area where the huge Mallon Forest grew, which covered the sky and covered the sun, was the main city of Roslorien in the Golden Forest, "Karath Galadon".

It has been a long time since I came to this world.

Morgan has also seen too many landscapes of this world.

The comfort and beauty of Rivendell's paradise, the majesty and grandeur of the Lonely Mountain Erebor Kingdom, and the exquisiteness of the Mirkwood Woodland Kingdom.

These are all completely different styles of construction.

Just like the Karas Galadon in front of me, the tree city built on the huge Mallon tree is completely a fantasy scenery of a style.

Lord Celeborn and Gandalf walked in front, and the two were talking constantly.

Galadriel accompanied Morgan slightly behind and two steps ahead.

The words of the two of them are naturally much less.

Morgan quietly watched the different styles in front of him, almost completely different from the scenery of the two elf territories of Rivendell and the Woodland Kingdom.

Galadriel noticed where Morgan's eyes were looking, and introduced a sentence or two from time to time.

It didn't take long.

Morgan and Gandalf were taken to a tree garden.

The garden wasn't too big, but the decoration and construction style blended harmoniously with the entire Mallon Forest, looking like a naturally grown tree garden.

The exquisite long wooden dining table is already full of delicacies.

Much the same as the food Morgan had at the banquet when he was first received by Lord Eldron in Rivendell many years ago.

There are a large number of red, green, blue, purple and other colorful and crystal clear fruit delicacies on the table.

The four sat down in pairs.

As soon as Lord Celeborn stretched out his hand, the elf waiter holding an exquisite wine bottle beside him handed over the wine in his hand.

The sound of light and pleasant music also sounded for it.

"Taste, Calas Galadon's wine."

"Gandalf used to always say he didn't drink enough"

"Ha ha."

Celeborn himself poured wine for Morgan Gandalf.

The banquet for four also started in the tree garden in Mallonne.

After a quick meal, I filled my stomach a bit.

Celeborn quickly asked about the dark abyss of Moria where Gandalf and Morgan fell this time.

With the more familiar Gandalf around, Morgan naturally listened quietly, only saying a few words when asking himself.

Gandalf talked about why he chose to take the path of the mines of Moria this time, and the monsters in the dark valley of Simon's Darkness in Moria.

Finally, when Morgan was swallowed by a monster and dragged to the bottom of the water, and finally killed the monster underwater.

The two rulers of Lothlorien were visibly surprised and appreciative.

The human Morgan in front of him doesn't have the slightest blood identity or background. It can be said that everything he has achieved today's reputation can be said to be achieved by fighting and fighting all the way.

Such a character, not to mention other aspects of character and character, is worthy of the respect of any free race based on the deeds and strength of the other party.

When Morgan suddenly asked if the two rulers, Roselorian, knew what the monster in Dark Creek Valley was.

Galadriel pondered for a while, and then said: "That monster seemed to be called the "Water Watcher" a long time ago. No one knows how it appeared, and no one knows the meaning of its existence."

Galadriel put an end to that problem.

Gandalf then continued to speak, and soon talked about the appearance of the ancient Balrog.

"We fought the Balrog of Morgoth on the bridge of Khazadum"

"We fell into the abyss and fought the Balrog in the underground river."

"We fought the Balrog to the ice and snow of Silver Tooth Peak."

"In the end, Morgan stabbed Glamdrin deeply into the Balrog's chest, killing the Balrog"

Here comes Gandalf.

Celeborn and Galadriel were really moved.

That is the ancient Balrog who has lived from ancient times to the present, and is an important follower of the existence of "Morgoth (Mirkor)" who was once loyal to Sauron, the dark lord of Modo.

The Balrog is an ancient and powerful monster that even Sauron is not a bird.

The veracity of the words uttered from Gandalf's mouth cannot be doubted.

Morgan can kill the Balrog, the great strength and contribution to the free races of the whole world are extremely important.

The two golden forest rulers looked at Morgan with more and more respect.

"Without Gandalf's containment and help, I would not be able to kill the Balrog"

Seeing what Gandalf said, Morgan also answered with a smile.

"Yes, maybe you all noticed a difference in me."

As Gandalf talked, he naturally returned to the most important thing.

Because of who Morgan is and what he did.

When Gandalf talked about his transformation this time, he didn't shy away from Morgan at all.

Seeing this, Lord Celeborn and Galadriel had a deeper understanding of the relationship between Gandalf and Morgan.

The four sat in the tree garden and chatted about the Balrog while eating, about Sauron the Demon Lord, about Saruman of Isengard, about Gandalf becoming a white-robed wizard, and about the current challenges faced by the entire Middle-earth world. Naturally, it was easy to talk about the expedition team.

When Morgan asked about the situation and whereabouts of the expedition.

Celeborn said, "It was bad when they came to Karas Galaton, but here they are much better."

"You two came a step late. Just yesterday, they left here by boat."

"However, Modo's eyes have been fixed on them. There are half-orcs following them. They are very dangerous now."

When Lord Celeborn finished speaking.

Morgan asked suddenly: "If we set off as soon as possible, can we catch up with them?"

"It's possible, but you definitely won't be able to leave today."

Galadriel answered with a smile and said, "Mythrandil's robe and staff will take time to make."

"You have just experienced the battle with the Morgoth Balrog, and you also need to take a good rest."

Morgan and Gandalf couldn't refuse Galadriel's smile.

So, after the banquet is over.

The two naturally rested in Calas Galadon.

He was taken to the exquisite tree-hole room at the foot of the Mallon Forest tree by the elf attendants here.

Gandalf stood still for a while, then was called away by the elf attendants again.

Morgan didn't care either, Gandalf and Celeborn and Galadriel had been friends for many years.

It is normal for friends to say something inconveniently in front of themselves.

In the past few days, at the bottom of the dark river, during the few days at the snow peak Silver Tooth Peak (the place name I learned from Galadriel).

Morgan hadn't slept much.

At this time, the environment is extremely safe, natural and comfortable, Karas Galadon.

Morgan quickly fell asleep on the soft pillow.

Anduin.

A section of the river is full of lush mountains and mountains on both sides, and the river is wide and the water is rushing.

A small flotilla of three finely crafted ferries was on its way.

The eight-person team on three ships is the Fellowship of the Ring expedition headed by Aragorn.

It's been a few days since I left Rosslorien.

At this time, everyone was not far from the end point of the journey on the Anduin River, "Ralos Falls".

That day, the light cluster in the sky completely slanted westward.

It was getting dark.

Aragorn immediately beckoned three ferryboats to dock.

The eight people tied up the ferry, found a flat ground on the bank of the river and started to light a fire to prepare dinner.

Sam was busy with dinner.

The other members sat around the bonfire, all of them silent.

Even if he was received by Lord Celeborn in Rosslorian not long ago.

Received a consolation and parting gift from the beautiful Lady Galadriel.

But as long as everyone talks about Gandalf or Morgan, the atmosphere in the team will be silent at a speed that can be seen.

Especially for the sensitive Frodo.

Moreover, as the team gets closer and closer to Modo.

The atmosphere in the expedition team also became a little restless.

After supper, Legolas and the hobbits, Gimli and Pippin Merry, quickly fell asleep.

Sam put away the dishes.

Frodo sat alone, looking dazed.

Not far from the water's edge.

Boromir was watching a slow-moving shadow on the water far behind him.

Aragorn stepped forward and said in a low voice, "That's Gollum. It has been following us since the mines of Moria."

"I thought I'd be able to shake him out of the river, but he's too familiar with water."

Aragorn whispered and walked aside.

But Boromir couldn't help it, and immediately looked at Aragorn and said, "If it tells Modo our current position, it will be dangerous for us to continue crossing the river."

"Aragorn, Minas Tirith is safer, where we can reorganize our strength and go to Modo better, shall we go to Gondor?"

Boromir looked at Aragorn and said in a deep voice, his eyes were full of expectations, even prayers.

"No, Gondor is not beneficial to us." Aragorn still shook his head.

These days, Boromir has been trying to persuade Aragorn to lead the team to Gondor, but Aragorn is unmoved.

Finally, Boromir couldn't bear it anymore, looked at Aragorn and asked in a deep voice, "Why?"

"Why can you easily believe in elves, but not us humans?"

"Yes, we have shortcomings, but we humans also have courage and a sense of honor!"

"But you just won't admit it!"

"Don't go!"

Boromir grabbed Aragorn and continued to question loudly: "You are afraid, you are afraid!"

"Your life has been hidden in shadows!"

"You are afraid of your birth, afraid of your identity."

Aragorn looked at Boromir who was looking hysterical, and said calmly: "I will never let the Lord of the Rings approach your city!"

After Aragorn finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the resting place.

Boromir stood behind him, looking at the dark water, clenched his fists with a gloomy expression.

Ross Lorien.

In the early morning, the sky was just getting brighter.

Calas Galadon, before the quiet ferry where the expedition was sent off.

Morgan wearing a dark red dragon scale mail armor and a dark green delicate elf robe and cloak outside.

Gandalf, holding a pure white staff, wearing a pure white robe and a dark green Lothlorian robe and cloak outside, was saying goodbye to Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel.

Celeborn kept talking to Gandalf from a little distance away.

Morgan stood in front of Galadriel.

Galadriel, who was still wearing a long white dress today, looked extraordinarily elegant and beautiful.

She looked at Morgan with a smile: "Morgan, I wanted to give you the long sword, but you already have "Glamdrin"."

"I want to give you armor, and you also have scales forged from the scales of the dragon Smaug."

"I can only give you the Bow of Galazmen"

As Galadriel spoke, she picked up a light yellow slender and beautiful longbow from the tray behind her, and handed it to Morgan, as well as a bag of precision-forged sharp arrows.

If Legolas had been here, he would have recognized that the longbow that Lady Galadriel had presented to Morgan at this moment was the same kind of longbow that was presented to him.

"You're surrounded by fog"

"There's a light shining on you."

"Faith firmly, may the blessings of Roslorien be with you forever."

Came to Calas Galadon on the third day.

Morgan and Gandalf set off with the blessings of Celeborn and Lady Galadriel.

The small ferry carried Morgan and Gandalf as well as dry food and drinks.

Move forward quickly in the direction of the Anduin River ahead.

(End of this chapter)