The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Run?" The wizard girl seemed to have heard some unbelievable remarks. "I thought you would have a backup plan."

"The plan also takes time to think about." Zelin held the ebony blade in one hand and touched the ghost horse skull with the other hand. "Be prepared, I see something is moving fast!"

"Where?!"

Before Virginia's eyes could see the direction in which the demon hunter was swinging his sword, the sound of metal interlacing echoed in her ears. She turned around abruptly and pointed the staff inlaid with spar in the direction of the sound, but the battle had stopped abruptly.

"You rode an evil pony into Lothlorien." Two short blades supported the ebony blade that had been split, and a figure dressed in a dark green cloak stood in front of the demon hunter. "Then advertise that you are friends of good people. I have heard countless sweet words, each of which contains evil that is hard to see directly!"

The short blade suddenly lifted up, the emerald-green figure leaped high, and a backflip steadily landed on the rock behind him. Zelin took the opportunity to pull Virginia back two steps.

"For some creatures, I don't need to listen to their depraved voices to know that they are people with honey-belly swords!" The two swords put on a fighting posture, and under the emerald green cloak, a bright silver breastplate was faintly revealed. The blond hair fell down the corners of the hood, and all in the cold voice was coldness and disgust. "Where you walked, the forest was cut down, wild beasts were slaughtered, and I even saw a half-orc killed and eaten. Your behavior is far from what you advertised! You made a mistake, that Just walk into Lothlorien, and evil creatures will see how dangerous this woodland is!"

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The long sword and the short blade intertwined, sparks flew everywhere.

The demon hunter stepped back two steps, and the enemy wielded double swords to press on. Zelin kept parrying the storm-like offensive, and the sound of the metal collision overwhelmed the waves of the river, making the woodland hold his breath.

"You idiot! We are chasing a group of orcs who are heading to Moria along the Silver River!" Zelin swung his sword and bounced off the blade of the elf, and the two knives took the wrist of the demon hunter like a whirlwind. The opponent did not try to attack Zelin's vitals, the demon hunter took a step back, the enemy in front of him shook his head, and the dagger that had originally pierced his arm swung toward his thigh. But this blow was bounced off by the flashing magic seal shield. As the enemy was swinging his sword, Zelin jumped up and turned around, aiming at the enemy's neck and swiping a fierce blow.

The enemy raised his arm subconsciously.

Jingle!

The blade slashed on the opponent's forearm.

The enemy retreated two steps, and the demon hunter also retreated, and stretched out his hand to block Virginia who was about to throw a fireball at the opponent.

"Wait!"

The mage girl didn't ask much, she withdrew her hand, but the flame was still burning in her hand.

Zelin looked at the opponent, and there was no scene of his arm being severed in front of him, and a faint white mark was left on the leather armguard that was hit.

"Sword back?"

The person in front of him stepped back to stop the hostile movement, and glanced at his arm guard. It raised its head, the dark green hood seemed to have some kind of magic, not far away, but the demon hunter could only see the smooth chin of the opponent. "What kind of weapon is this?"

"It doesn't matter." Zelin shook his head. He could see that the opponent wanted to subdue himself, perhaps just like when the elves of the Woodland Kingdom caught the Lonely Mountain Expedition that broke into their territory, they defeated the dwarves. Then he caught them. He didn't know who the opponent was, a fighter with good fighting skills, or an assassin or a ranger. But neither he nor the other party put their opponents to death in the battle. Such a battle could last a whole day, and Zelin didn't have so much time to waste.

"Yes, your unknown blade, and a skeletal horse like a ring spirit mount." The opponent raised his arm, but the blade was facing downwards, not aiming at Zelin. "You better think you can come up with a reasonable explanation, otherwise you will never be able to get out of this forest alive."

"My name is Zelin, this is my girlfriend Virginia. We are going to Moria to visit my dwarf friend. His name is Bahrain. We came from the Lonely Mountain and went south along the Anduin River until yesterday. In the evening, we saw the camp of the orcs by the big river, where you mentioned, there was a place where the orcs were eaten, unless this group of orcs also ate a second kin in other places."

Zelin explained to the other side patiently as much as possible. Behind her, Virginia looked at Zelin in amazement, and the surprise in her eyes soon was overwhelmed. She stared at the enemy five meters away vigilantly again, but dissipated the flame in her hand. She didn't want to waste too much magic power.

"Riding on an evil mount, holding a vicious blade?" The person in front of him chuckled lightly. "For those with a friendly heart, Lothlorien is beautiful, and for those with evil and dirty hearts, the forest will show its fierce side. As you said, if you are a good person, you don’t need to worry. What. You hand me the weapon, and I take you and your friends to meet the most respected person here, and she will judge whether you are as friendly as you claim!"

"Will you give your weapon to a stranger you don't know? Especially this stranger had a sword against you a few seconds ago." Zelin asked back. "Before you say something like this, shouldn't you think about how stupid it makes you look?"

"Are you questioning my honor?" The other party took off his hood, and the first thing that caught his eye was his handsome and slightly rounded cheeks. A strand of blond hair hung over his shoulders, but the one that attracted Zelin's attention first. , Are the slender ears under the blonde hair.

"Elf?!" Virginia yelled in surprise.

"Yes, I work for Lord Celeborn and Queen Galadriel." The elf said, and she narrowed her eyes slightly. "I'm Altariel, you broke into Lothlorien, maybe you came from the north, maybe it was from Dolgurdu on the other side of the river, you said you were going to visit the dwarves, and you were still following a group of orcs You have some peculiar power. I have never seen an abnormal human like you. This is not a good time, evil things are about to move everywhere, I can't just let you walk through the woodland like this!"

Although the other party's words were still aggressive, Zelin breathed a sigh of relief in the end.

Elves, they may look a little bit mean, and they and the dwarves also dislike each other. It is a miracle that Kellen and Tauriel have come together, something that hasn't happened in hundreds of years. But in some things, they are reasonable, as long as you can show enough kindness and prove that you have no connection with the orcs or other evil people.

This was just a rough understanding of the demon hunter after experiencing the battle of the lone mountain, but after knowing that the elves lived in this forest, he felt relieved.

"If you have carefully observed the corpse of the killed orc, you will find that apart from the head being chopped off, the corpse has been torn apart in other places. Only the orc can eat his own kind like this. I am indeed Came to visit friends, and I also brought food with me."

With that, Zelin opened his food package, revealing the bread and jerky inside.

"And if I were an orc together, then I would walk along the Silver River like them, instead of risking being discovered by you and directly breaking into Lothlorien. The reason why I entered this forest , Because the number of orcs has exceeded fifty, the group of orcs that I found kept merging with other orcs along the way. I was worried about my friends, so I wanted to go straight to the northwest and pass Go through Lorraine Woodland, before the orcs appear in Moria, to warn my friends." Zelin tried his best to make his voice sound harmless and friendly. "I come from the north. I know Bain, the king of the valley, and Thorin Oakshield, the dwarf leader of the Lone Mountain. If you can, you can also ask King Thranduil of the Woodland Kingdom for proof, or the wizard Gandalf the Grey , I know Gandalf."

"Orcs? The number has exceeded fifty?" The elf frowned and his face became very bad. "It's in the Lorraine Woodland?!"

"Yes, at least." Ze Lin loosened the blade and raised his hand to signal that he was not hostile. But Quinn's Fa Seal still covers his body to ensure that he will not be caught off guard by any sneak attacks. "You guard this woodland. I respect every elf, and the warriors who stand by their posts and fight evil. You protect the forest and monitor any enemies who try to threaten here. If it is normal, I will definitely pay tribute to you. Then follow you to prove our innocence, but the matter is urgent, maybe we can make a compromise."

If a person is unwilling to believe you, then first tell her the truth, tell her how critical the situation is, or make a little exaggeration, wait for the emergency to cool the other person’s overheated brain, and then flatter her. This is the most important time. It is easy for people to let their guard down, and then finally propose a suitable solution. Of course, you can claim that it is suitable, but in the solution, remember to put what you have to do first. The demon hunter often interacts with various people, and he knows how to communicate with different people. If it is in other places, then he will put flattery first, everyone likes to listen to good things, but here is the exception, maybe compared with other places, people here will be willing to choose to believe when they learn about the imminent threat.

"What can I do?"

"Moria is not far from here. We probably only need a day's journey to get there. If we ride on horses, we might be able to get there before sunset." Zelin looked in the direction of Moria. "When I get there, I will tell my friends about the orc discovery, and I can follow you to meet the person who can prove my innocence. If you are not at ease, you can walk with me and I will take the sword. How about putting it in your hand?"

The demon hunter didn't have too much time wasted. Every minute and every second he wasted here, the orcs were going upstream along the Silver Light River.

"I really can't believe that there will be hordes of orcs marching along the Silver Light River, but they can avoid the eyeline of every sentinel." Altariel shook his head. "But evil always has many ways to blind a pair of eyes. I will watch you go to Moria, but if you want to escape Lorrain, you won't run faster than an arrow."

"What do you mean?"

"Go chasing your orc, I will judge whether you are lying." Altarel put on her hood again, and she backed away. The green color on the cloak changed with the wind in the forest, making her seem to have blended into the nearby. Woodland. "I will monitor you in the dark. You'd better remember where you are. Any extraordinarily behavior will bring you destruction."

Zelin didn't speak, he watched the elf in front of him disappear into his sight, and then hung the ebony blade on the belt around his waist again.

"There seems to be elves everywhere." Virginia rubbed her forehead. "The elves of Skyrim, the elves of Saidas, the elves of your world, and the elves here, humanoids, pointed ears. Maybe in a world with the same or similar climate, there are rules for what kind of intelligent creatures will settle."

With that said, she opened the diary at will, ready to record something.

"Virginia, did you forget something?"

"Oh! Sorry." The mage girl put the diary back in the package. "We should go."

"Yes." Zelin raised his head, the lush canopy made him unable to see the sun in the sky. "We must hurry, the sooner the better!"

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This woodland is the territory of the elves.

They have sentries and rangers in the woodland, and they don't know how many eyes are staring at the edge of the woodland. When the demon hunter just entered Lorraine, he was caught by the elves who intercepted him. The range of the woodland is not small, but the elves are more capable of monitoring. But even so, there are still dozens of orcs appearing in the Lorraine Forest.

What does this mean?

Maybe Altarel was right. Some evil things can obscure people's sight. The demon hunter couldn't help but think of the battlefield under the solitary mountain. Azog used giant insects to dig tunnels and march from underground, avoiding all the scouts and sentries of dwarves and elves. Had it not been for Gandalf to ride to the Lonely Mountain day and night to warn people of the coming orcs. I am afraid that everyone will be caught off guard by the orcs' raids. Perhaps the orcs who will attack Moria are not as good as Azog's army, but Moria is not a solitary mountain. It has no strong fortifications, no human and elven reinforcements, and no fully prepared iron-footed army came from the east to support it. .

"Drive! Hurry up!"

The ghost horse's hoof glowing with blue fire stepped across the dirt covered with gravel and grass, the roots of the giant tree were like barriers across the road, and the ghost horse leaped and galloped, straddling the roots and shrubs, Like a blue shadow flying through the forest.

Virginia sat in the back and hugged Zelin's waist tightly. She stuck to the back of the demon hunter, staring at her surroundings vigilantly, as if behind any tree, any cluster of bushes might suddenly emerge. The orc came and pounced on the two riding horses. The mage girl subconsciously gestured with her fingers, as if she was practicing what kind of gesture should be used to release the chain of lightning to attack the enemy hiding behind the bunker.

"Zelin, how far is it?!"

"Hurry up! Hold on to me!"