Comprehensive HP on the Possibility of Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts

Three days passed quickly, and Mirkoda not only got a lot of mermaid tears from the mermaids (especially when they heard that Mirkoda was leaving, some mermaids cried even more fiercely.), but also got a lot of deep sea tears. treasures in.Amidst Spray's reluctance and crying, Mirkoda boarded Cirdan's boat and left Lone Bay, heading for Londel.

"Thank you again for your help, Lord Cirdan." Mirkoda and Voldemort bowed to Cirdan to express their thanks.

"Just call me Cirdan, Miss Milkoda. I wish you a pleasant journey." Cirdan watched them leave on their worgs.

Milkoda controlled the wind element to fill up the speed attribute points of the warg, and the warg carried the two of them towards the Red Horn Pass at a frantic speed.

"Mimi, Mimi, Mimi, Mimi, Mimi, Ma'am, I'm going to be here soon..." Voldemort was full of rage, and hugged Mirkota's waist tightly in a ball of cowardice.

"Hang on, Voldy. We'll be there soon, and we've seen Mount Carranras."

"I, me, me, we, we have already gone through this, this, this, this, this, all day, every day, it's over!"

"...Uh, hold on a little longer, just for a moment!" Mirkoda stretched her hand back to appease Voldemort distractedly, while controlling the speed to slow down.

"Huh?" Hearing the eagle's howl from the sky, Mirkoda looked up and patted the warg on the neck in surprise to make it stop.

"Gandalf!" Mirkoda waved.

Gandalf got down from the giant eagle: "Long time no see! Milkoda, Tom. Uh... you are?" What's the situation?

Voldemort still hugged Mirkoda tightly, his face buried in her back and trembling.

"Ah... the speed is too fast, he hasn't slowed down yet." Mirkoda explained. "Furdie? Voldy? Stop it! Let go, please?"

Voldemort trembled and rolled down from the wolf, "Uh~!" The mighty Dark Lord of the previous generation was stunned by the wolf.

Taking advantage of Voldemort hugging the trunk and vomiting, Mirkoda and Gandalf briefly introduced their experiences to each other.

"It seems that you have found the Mermaid's Tears."

Mirkoda took out a crystal box and threw it to Gandalf, "I'll give it to you."

"Huh? So much? You'd better keep it for yourself." Gandalf was slightly taken aback.

"No, it's useless for me to ask for so much. I'll give you the rest." Mirkoda waved her hand and let Gandalf take it away.

"What did you do in Lone Bay, feed onions to the fish? How did you cry so much? It's so curious."

"Hehe! Let's not talk about this. Since we are going to cross the Misty Mountains, why don't we go together." Not wanting to mention the group of mermaids who were about to make him doubt his life, Mirkoda quickly changed the subject.

"Do you want to turn over on foot this time?" Gandalf blinked narrowly.

"Is there enough time?"

"It's okay. I plan to go to Dol Guldur to have a look first. Oh! By the way, I met Queen Galadriel at the Holy White Council and told her about you. She is willing to help. The Queen has already Back to Roslorien, you can go in directly, without the obstruction of the water curtain." Gandalf's original dignified expression became teasing when he saw Voldemort who was still retching: "It took so long to vomit, Is he pregnant?"

"Well, it is indeed possible. I don't know how many months? Who is the father of the child?" Mirkoda said nonsense seriously.

Voldemort, who was leaning on the tree, wanted to knock to death these two bastards who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, "vomit!" But he had more energy than he wanted!

Because of Voldemort's water (soil) pregnancy (infertility) clothes, the three of them rested on the spot.Milkota took out the Tarot cards again, and muttered: "Priest, upright, keen intuition; hermit, reverse, failure, deviation; strength, upright, action, turning point, powerful woman; death, reverse position, bring the dead back to life; tower, reverse position, dilemma, "infighting.Mirkoda swallowed the last word of divination, and looked up at Gandalf: "We will go to Dol Guldur with you."

"That's not a fun place."

"That's why I'm going."

"What did you divination?"

"It has nothing to do with divination. A woman's intuition tells me that this trip will be worthwhile."

Gandalf looked disbelieving: "Miss Milkoda, you can make another even more unreliable reason."

"I'm too lazy to think of other reasons." Mirkoda rolled herself comfortably into the thick fur of the warg's back, "Gandalf, can I ask you one thing?"

"what's up?"

"It's about this wolf. I'm not sure if I can take it with me when I leave. If I can take it away, I don't know if it will have a bad influence on it. If not, I have to advance Make plans for it, it has no way to go back to the wolves, so I hope you can help me find a better home for it. I have already started training it to be a vegetarian, once a week is enough."

"...You made a warg a vegetarian?" Anything that happened to Mirkoda would have a miraculous twist.

Milkoda took out a carrot and threw it over. The warg held the carrot in its front paws and gritted its teeth happily, eating happily.

Gandalf's dull face: "...well, let me see if there are some (poor, unlucky, deceitful, and deceitful) elves who are willing to take over this mess."

"Gandalf, don't add those messy adjectives before the elves."

Riding a ride with the giant eagle, the three of them and one wolf soon came to Dol Guldur.The castle that once belonged to the forest elves has become ruins, and Gandalf refused Mirkoda and Voldemort to go with him. "It's dangerous inside, at least very dangerous for humans. Just wait for me here, or you can go and see Legolas and Thorin."

"Are you sure? No matter how powerful you are, you should know the truth that two fists are hard to beat with four hands."

"If Sauron is really here, even if you are here, it won't help."

Mirkoda backed down a step: "Well, I will settle down here for one day, only one day. If you don't come out, what I want to do has nothing to do with you."

Gandalf agreed with Mirkoda and entered the ruins alone.

"It's rare to see you so obedient." Voldemort was slightly jealous.What I usually say, Mirkoda will basically tell me the opposite, how can I be obedient when I meet this old man with a long beard and a wrinkled face?

"Huh?" Mirkoda rolled his eyes, walked back and patted the eagle's wings: "If you can understand people's language, then send a message to other reliable people, saying that Gandalf went to Dol Guldur to die .Just convey the original words, no need to add oil and vinegar. Go!"

Voldemort with more balance in his heart: ... Well, still willful as always. "Are we just waiting obediently?"

"Ha! Who gave you the illusion that I would wait here peacefully?" Mirkoda said with a smirk.

Voldemort put away the tent that had just been set up resignedly, "Tell me, where shall we go?"

"Go to the pair of the dense forest father and son. The robin said that fourteen little brats broke into the banquet of the elves, and it was three times. The tsundere elf king must be very angry." On top of it was a mocking bird trying to build a nest.

Voldemort waved the robin away, "I didn't know you knew bird language?"

"I just learned it from the elves. They can indeed be called friends of nature. Very useful, isn't it?"

"Okay, it's useful. So we're going back to where the jungle elves are?"

"Elves, dwarves, hobbits, orcs, and big spiders. Let's go! Voldy, let's go watch the fun~"

"You don't care about Gandalf anymore?"

"We'll talk about it the day after tomorrow." Mirkoda walked farther west.

"This is not the direction to the elves' residence!" Voldemort pointed to the north, and corrected: "That is over there!"

Mirkoda still walked west: "Go to the Anduin River to take a bath first, the smell of salted fish after staying by the sea these days! Those forest elves are very feathered~"

Voldemort: ...well, you're cute and you're right.

Standing on the bank of the Anduin River, Mirkota looked at Voldemort with disgust and said, "Why are you a man!" and jumped into the river.

Standing on the shore, Voldemort's face was splashed with water, with a black question mark on his face: ...?What is not a man?You're going to jump into the river just because I'm a man?What the hell logic?Well!etc!Is this guy going to take a shower? (///▽///) Should I avoid it or just stay here?Mi Ke didn't say it just now... then it's tacit consent~

Mirkoda emerged from the river with an even more disgusted expression: "Do you still need me to teach you what it means to see no evil?" After speaking, she crawled out of the river, wearing clothes of course, smiling in brackets.

Voldemort: "...Mike, are you taking a shower with your clothes on?"

"By the way, I'm doing laundry." The other party was confident.

"Okay, you win." Voldemort pondered for a moment, and deliberately took off his robe in front of Mirkota, revealing his pale chest.

In the army, you can often see shirtless soldiers in battle. Mirkoda didn't have the shy reaction he imagined to the weak Voldemort.

"Vodi~"

"Hmm~" Voldemort deliberately seduced Mirkota with a sexy and hoarse voice.

"Seeing you like this makes me a little hungry.

"Hungry?" It's fine if you're hungry, baby, don't rush forward carelessly~!My heart is open for you.

Mirkoda licked her lips, and continued amidst Voldemort's excitement: "Looking at your ribs, I suddenly want to eat ribs. There happens to be a whole lamb, shall we roast lamb chops for lunch today?"

"...you go! Leave me alone! I want to be quiet now! Don't ask who I am!" Voldemort squatted in the water in frustration, refusing to face reality.