The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Wait, don't go near the Golden Temple. Tell me where you are staying. I will find a way to deliver the clothes of the attendants. You are too eye-catching here."

Zellin and Altariel looked at each other.

"No problem, we wait for your news, Your Highness."

When Altariel's interview was over, in Lothlorien, the Dragonborn and the Chief Mage also met the local leaders, King Celeborn and Queen Galadriel.

Gnaiya didn't know how the meeting ended. When she walked out of the palace, she just took a deep breath, and then pulled the dark green cloak on her body.

"What did she give you?" Long Yi turned his head slightly and asked the chief mage behind him: "Do you remember what she said just now?"

"This is a story that no one tells, but she assumes the responsibility of saving the world." Virginia repeated it again. She lowered her head and kept pulling out the one-handed sword in her hand, and then put it in the scabbard: "Really Strange, I originally hoped to get a gift related to magic, or some knowledge books that ordinary people can’t get. But what is this? Courage? If one day I need to use this sword, the enemy must be strong. To the point where this sword can be ignored."

"Should we exchange it?"

Long Yi stretched out his hand, and after opening his hand, there was a glass bottle lying in the palm of his hand, which was filled with a light blue gleaming liquid: "I think you should be able to use this. Give me the sword. When I go back, I I have to study the way of forging this sword. She gave me this thing and said that she hoped that I would be calm and peaceful in the light. This sounds like a line that will only be said at my funeral."

"No, I won't change it." Virginia shook her head, and took the dagger back into her arms: "I already have a lot of books and magic items, just one sword is missing."

"Okay." Gnaiya stretched out: "Talos is up, I can hardly imagine how you will swing your sword. Oh, you should pay attention to your feet when you fight in the future, lest you lose it when you swing your sword. The balance is tripped."

"Huh."

Virginia snorted softly, but did not respond. She looked at Bilbo who had just finished talking with Harda: "Mr. Bilbo, where's your book?"

"Book? Ah, I have the draft here temporarily." Bilbo squeezed a smile on his face: "Next we will go south and continue along the river to Gondor. I was worried about getting the manuscript wet by the river. Even if you get to Gondor, you have to go to Mordor. I heard that there is soot everywhere in Mordor. Besides, it’s not convenient to bring books. So the respected Ms. Galadriel gave me a quill pen. This is my best gift in these years."

"Well, now that there are all the people here, and there are such fairy biscuits, then we will..."

"Wait, one person is missing." Virginia hurriedly stopped Gnaiya: "Where is Frid?"

"Yes, that sacrifice." Long Yi scratched the back of his head: "Did you see her just now?"

"I am here."

Frid suddenly appeared like a ghost: "If you have no problems, I can leave at any time."

"When you entered just now, what did the queen give you?" The Dragonborn is no longer interested in figuring out where Frid has gone, and what he has done: "Could it be a potion to help digest food? For so many days, I have hardly seen you eat anything. What do you eat ashes and undead? Or do you mean that you can’t digest the food that normal people eat?”

"Gnaea..." Virginia couldn't talk about how much she liked this weird and indifferent woman, but the words of the Dragonborn were as hurtful as they were talking about aliens no matter how they sounded.

"Nothing." Fried shook his head: "I am waiting for your request."

As she said, she subconsciously pulled the black monk's robe that was draped outside. She also received a gift of her own, which surprised her. No matter how she looked at it, Ms. Galadriel had no reason to meet her. Virginia has been here before, and Gneia is the strongest in this team. Although he didn't want to admit it, the fighting power of Dragonborn surpassed her and the other woman. However, Ms. Galadriel still met her and gave her a gift.

A shirt woven by an elf, I hope she can feel the warmth.

"Let's continue to the south, they are willing to provide us with a canoe." Virginia patted her hand, she tilted her head slightly and looked at the palace behind her: "The elf queen here is much better than the elf queen we know. Right?"

"Probably more kind than the one we know." Longyi rolled his eyes: "However, do you think if she is the same as the queen here, you will be happy?"

"Ah..." Virginia immediately understood Gnaiya's allusion: "This is really a difficult question to choose. Let's go, maybe we can catch up with the people in front soon. Regarding Gandalf, Mr. Bilbo, I am sorry. I know you have known each other for a long time."

"No, I believe Gandalf is definitely not in danger, he should be going to solve the trouble." Bilbo tilted his head, and touched his clothes pocket with his fingers on his waist: "I also prepared tobacco for him. When the time comes to solve the problem, lying on the lawn and having this is the best enjoyment in the world."

The 2426th chapter the orc's ambush

The elf's canoe can only accommodate two people, so Virginia and Bilbo take one boat, and Gnaiya and Frid take another.

"Hey, priestess, what is your faith?"

Lying in the stern of the boat, looking at the sky and forest in the distance, Gnaiya asked Frid: "Zelin calls you a priest, but who are you sacrificing for?"

"I am not a priest." Frid said coldly, "I hate God."

"You are not a priest? What is that?"

"The nun is... a woman who works in the church." Fried thought for a few seconds and explained: "I thought that I would end up spending the rest of my life in Ereder’s church, or die. There. Some arakkoa are willing to follow me and seek my guidance. This is very much like what a nun would do. They have priests, so I am a nun. That's all."

"So, in Tamriel, people who work in the temple are all sacrificials, unless they are temporary helpers." Gnaiya threw the stone in her hand into the sky, grabbed it when it fell, and threw it again. He went up and went back and forth: "Since Zelin is willing to help you, and you are not like other people, you just come to receive treatment and leave. I think we should get to know each other so as not to cause any misunderstanding. Talos is on , I really don’t like what you and your sister did in Rodland."

Frid raised his eyes slightly, and the line of sight from under the brim of his hat looked at the Dragonborn.

"Zelin told me. He rarely lied to me, and he only talks about the process when he tells it. So I want to ask you, why do you want to do things that will kill the whole world?" Gnaiya and Frid looked at each other: "Zelin is not the kind of person who can ignore all the rest when he sees a beautiful face. According to his habit, he will not treat people who do this kind of thing. Friends, you can only see them as enemies. What happened between you? What have you done? I always feel that he is hiding something from me."

"I don't know how to explain it. Rodland is dead, and I don't want to continue to explain it." Frid said in a low voice. She hugged her shoulders with her hands and sat on the bow of the boat with her legs on her feet: "Zelin understands all this, you can ask him, He never lied to you."

"Oh." Long Yi sighed. She once again grabbed the stone, shaking her wrist, the stone flew out, jumped a few times on the water, and then disappeared under the water: "In Tamriel, I am the most What I don’t like is that the other person is unwilling to speak. I really want to use persuasion to solve the problem, but there are always people who don’t give me a chance to speak. Since you don’t want to say..."

Suddenly, the voice behind her made Gnaiya sit up, and she turned her head to look at the second ship following. On the boat, Virginia had raised her wand, while Bilbo at the bow raised his wizard sword.

The sword glowed with indigo blue fluorescence.

"Damn, there are orcs around here!"

Gneya drew out the dagger from her waist, took out the shield behind her with her left hand, and held it in front of her: "Fred, paddle, we have to get to the shore first, or we will be the target on the boat!"

"What?"

"Paddle!"

"I...I don't understand, I haven't done this in the past."

The dragon descended for a moment in disbelief, then she stuffed the shield into the nun's arms: "Get out of the way, help me pay attention to whether there are arrows, and cover me!"

The ship turned slowly and moved closer to the shore on the left front under the action of the current.

Suddenly, a ball of fire suddenly burst out of the bushes on the shore, the broken wood branches were blown away, and two **** orcs fell in the thick smoke. They fell, their fingers bounced weakly, and burned. The scorched wooden bow fell to the ground and rolled into the pebbles washed by the river.

"Be careful!"

Virginia shouted loudly: "You have them too!"

Five orc archers stood up from the bushes on the other side. They aimed at the ship where the dragonborn was, bending their bows and shooting arrows.

Frid grabbed the long sword, jumped up, and jumped over the ship's rail. The moment he landed on the shore, the figure disappeared into the air. The sudden change caused the orcs to slow down their arrows. When they recovered and shot the arrows out, most of the arrows only hit the air and fell into the water. Another arrow flew towards the dragonborn, and Gnaiya grabbed the shield to block the blow.

The bow hit the rock on the shore, and the dragon descended onto the rock, took the opportunity to jump ashore, and raised the shield. The belt behind the shield fastened the shield to her forearm, and she rotated her arm. Accompanied by the sound of dong dong dong, the three arrows that struck were shot at different positions on the shield.

There were two orcs lying in ambush on the shore holding spears, one from left to right, and at the same time, they pierced the ribs and thighs of the dragonborn from different directions. The Dragonborn squatted down on his side, throwing away the sword, and suddenly grabbed the tops of the two spears with both hands. The orc used his arms and tried to continue to stab, but the tip of the spear remained motionless.

"Drink!"

The dragonborn roared, the wooden pole of the spear broke, and the unbalanced orc pounced forward, bumping his heads heavily. The Dragonborn raised his legs, and the iron boots slammed on an orc's head. There was a crisp cracking sound from the bottom of the boots. Before the other orc got up, he was pinched by the neck and grabbed it.

The five archers shot arrows again, but all shot at the orcs in front of the dragonborn.

They took out the arrows in the quiver again, and suddenly, the body of the orc at the far left was startled. It opened its eyes wide in surprise, threw away the bow and arrow, and covered its neck with both hands. It opened its mouth, let out a weird scream, and blood flowed from its fingers.