Ch. 145 / 40735.6%#145Chapter 145 BlessingAI Model: gemini-2.5-flash"My Lady Galadriel, what you see might not be a blank, but a pair of eyes watching you…"
This thought, the more I considered it, the more terrifying it became.
Li Wei stiffly raised his hand and waved at the presence in the scrying pool, as a greeting.
Slightly different from Li Wei's imagination, his reflection in the scrying pool didn't do anything, but merely smiled softly, a smile full of profound meaning, and upon closer inspection, it seemed to carry a hint of gentleness.
He nodded, responding to Li Wei.
At the same time, ripples spread in the basin.
The mirrored image disappeared.
"What did you see?"
Galadriel leaned closer curiously, finding that the basin had returned to its original state.
"Nothing, perhaps I was just startled by some prank from my future self."
"…"
Lady Galadriel silently put away the silver water bottle in her hand, unsure how to comment for a moment.
Scaring one's past self… one could only say, it was very much in the style of this ally.
"I hope your future is bright."
"Thank you, and yours too."
The small interlude passed just like that.
That day, Li Wei did not sleep, but instead found a tree-top platform with a good view and lay there, watching the scenery all night.
Although it felt a bit enclosed below, the view from the tree was still good, especially from this taller tree; standing here, one could see the landscape above the forest.
Whether night or day, it was quite beautiful.
At sunrise, Li Wei got up and walked towards the guest room.
When he reached the base of the tree, he happened to find an Elf standing at the door of the house, raising his hand, seemingly about to knock.
"I'm here!"
Li Wei waved at him.
"This is…?"
The Elf carried over two large sacks, and Li Wei opened them to find they were all small, square biscuits wrapped in mallorn leaves.
"So much…"
Two large sacks, at least several hundred.
They were truly generous.
"Please convey my thanks to Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn for me."
Hearing this, the Elf showed a look of understanding.
"The Lady foresaw your words. She said not to worry about it, and that you are welcome to visit again anytime you wish."
Li Wei smiled.
"I understand."
"Please wait a moment—"
After Li Wei put away the lembas, this Elf suddenly said:
"I've heard much about your deeds, and actually, I have a personal request…"
"Speak."
"May I borrow your sword to look at it?"
"Of course, there's no problem."
Li Wei took out Nemesis and handed it to the Elf.
"Thank you."
The Elf took the longsword, drew it, examined it carefully from top to bottom, and then gently stroked it, feeling its sharpness.
"I can feel our kin's blessing upon this."
"May the owner of this precious sword cut through thorns and darkness, and cross through fire and abyss."
A blessing was added to it.
The longsword was sheathed and returned to Li Wei.
"I should be thanking you."
Li Wei said sincerely.
"May I ask your name?"
The Elf shook his head and said, "Do not worry about it, friend."
"I can feel that the power of darkness is growing stronger day by day, like gradually heavier syllables, slow and profound. Although it has temporarily retreated, it will soon return."
"If this blessing can be of any help to you, then that is the best reward for me."
With that, the Elf walked away without looking back.
Ah… Li Wei stood there in a daze, watching his retreating back.
"Alright, I will, I promise."
However…
Sometimes the Elves' mystical and reserved nature was truly annoying; they wouldn't even leave a name.
But this didn't stump Li Wei.
He directly found an acquaintance: Haldir.
"Do you know the Elf who delivered the lembas to me?"
"Oh?"
Haldir thought for a moment and said, "I did see an Elf carrying two large bags heading towards your room. If I'm not mistaken, it should be Kern."
"Is something wrong with him?"
Li Wei recounted what had happened that morning.
Haldir chuckled and said, "It's not surprising. He's one of the more unconventional ones among us. If you get up early enough, you can see him gazing at the sun from the highest platform—if you get up early every day, you'll see him every day."
"Well, it seems he's an Elf who yearns for light."
"Yes, that's how he is; he has a great fondness for dazzling things."
"Dazzling things, huh?"
Li Wei suddenly realized something.
"This trip has been very fruitful, but I must depart."
He bade farewell to Haldir, then went to the great hall in the city center to greet the Lord and Lady.
"May the sun and moon illuminate your path."
They saw Li Wei out the door, guiding him in the direction of departure.
Before long, Li Wei appeared on a large plain full of flowers outside the forest, but he was not in a hurry to go home; instead, he changed direction and headed straight for Long Lake Town.
Black Forest border.
People constantly went up and down the elevators, and the mining cart channel rattled, transporting carts of stone materials.
"Yes, yes, just like that, put that stone down, good! Next!"
At the construction site, Dwarves were directing Residents in road-building work, providing various safety guidelines and teaching experience.
"You over there! Remember to tie your rope securely. Don't worry, it's as strong as my beard; it will never let you fall."
That just makes me more worried!
The person was exasperated, yet their mood inexplicably relaxed quite a bit.
For some reason, upon hearing the rough voices of the Dwarves and their occasional Dwarf-specific humorous slang, the Residents building the road at the forefront felt their fear of heights greatly reduced. Some even gradually adapted, able to work and respond to the Dwarves' jokes at the same time.
It must be said that with the Dwarves' experience sharing and various equipment and tool support, the construction progress of this wide and high road indeed sped up considerably, and it was getting faster and faster.
"At this rate, it won't even take ten years to build it, no, not even five years, no, no, no, it could even be shorter…"
Long Lake Town, Mayor's Office, Bard looked at the latest report and sighed with emotion.
"Isn't that so."
Li Wei gently pushed open the door and walked in, saying, "Thranduil simply ceded the airspace over which the viaduct passes directly to me; that area is considered my territory and is quite safe."
"When everyone supports something, it's very hard for it not to succeed."
"Unless those people are your enemies."
Bard added.
"How have things been recently?" he greeted Li Wei.
"Not bad. I went to Azog's old home, but his family wasn't very friendly."
"And there was a big guy in there, even harder to deal with than a dragon. We fought for several days without a clear victor."
"A guy who can fight you for several days?"
Bard was truly curious.
While pouring tea for Li Wei, he said, "Then I truly want to see it. If needed, my bow can still serve you; I've never neglected my training."
"No need."
Li Wei drank the still-steaming tea in one gulp and said, "While I believe you could muster the courage to fight him, that thing is simply not something mortals can handle."
No matter how powerful a mortal, it's impossible.
"Neither your bow nor the Dwarves' crossbows, not even a Black Arrow, would work; ordinary attacks would melt before even getting close."
"Dragons are merely mounts to him, do you understand?"
"What exactly are you talking about? Is it really that terrifying?"
Bard was a bit unconvinced.
"It's an entity Sauron himself would be cautious talking to, a powerful evil from ancient times, the culprit behind the destruction of the Dwarf kingdom of Moria—"
"A Balrog."
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Ch. 146 / 40735.9%#146Chapter 146 What does it mean to fight from west to east?AI Model: gemini-2.5-flashHearing that name, Bard was stunned.
As a human living at the end of the Third Age, he didn't know much about the Balrog, an ancient creature whose traces of activity only existed before the First Age.
But… to be able to destroy an entire prosperous Dwarf kingdom by himself, and even fight Li Wei for several days without issue.
That must be an existence more terrifying than a Dragon.
"Alright."
"But I still stand by what I said: as long as there's a need, I won't back down a single step."
This topic was temporarily put aside.
Looking at the still powerful Li Wei, Bard took a sip of tea, feeling much more relaxed.
"Are there any notable situations recently?"
"Yes."
"Oh?"
This answer was quite unexpected; he just asked casually, and there really was something?
"To the east."
Bard cleared the table and spread out a map.
"Since the River Valley developed, many merchant ships from Dorwinion have passed through here. According to the merchants on board, their old neighbors haven't been very quiet lately."
"Old neighbors."
Li Wei pointed out the term, thought for a moment, and said, "You must be talking about the East Yi. What's wrong with them?"
"It's rumored that some unrest has occurred within their borders. The border guards have become very vigilant, even refusing to let Dorwinion's merchant teams enter."
"That's truly unusual."
Li Wei tapped the table lightly with one finger, recalling the scene he had witnessed using the stone of seeing on Orthanc Tower.
There was a large army—an army from Mordor—crossing the Aigou and advancing north, which was behind the East Yi.
What happened there?
Aren't the East Yi and Mordor allies? Why send an army there? And with such a murderous aura.
It couldn't be that the East Yi were going to side with the forces of light, could it?
"Gather more information on this matter. Also, strengthen border defenses, and you can appropriately expand military equipment and troop size."
"Appropriately means..."
"Expand as much as possible."
"I understand."
Li Wei said this casually, but he didn't know what kind of chain reactions and consequences this simple sentence would cause.
All along, although he usually enjoyed leisure, in serious matters, this current Governor of the River Valley had never been negligent in the slightest.
River Valley City was flourishing, Long Lake Town was thriving, trade and cooperation with neighbors, Dwarves, and Wood-elves were proceeding smoothly, and externally, the import and export of various products and the expansion of influence were also easily achieved.
On the surface, he liked to slack off, always wanting to drink tea and rest whenever he had free time, but upon closer inspection, one would find that whether it was the development of the territory or the projects initiated by Li Wei, every single matter was meticulously arranged by Bard, without any flaws.
It was even better than expected.
"Hmm."
Li Wei nodded, "I believe you can do it well."
East Yi...
Their activities there have been a bit frequent recently.
"If I have time, I'll go see what's going on..."
After a brief chat with Bard, Li Wei put down his teacup and left Long Lake Town, continuing north.
Erebor.
In front of the open gate, Dwarves greeted and welcomed the arrivals.
"It's that big eater, the lord of banquets, the top chef among humans, the legend of the wilderness (omitted) · Li Wei!"
A group of Dwarves exclaimed.
Clearly, among the Dwarves, Li Wei had many more titles.
Although some titles were completely unnecessary...
Just as he stepped through the gate of Erebor, a Dwarf came walking towards him.
"Haha, Li Wei, I saw you coming from afar!"
Gloin, with wide eyes, immediately gave Li Wei a bear hug, even though he couldn't even reach his waist.
Out of politeness, Li Wei didn't move for a moment. Only when Gloin released his leg did he clear his throat, shake his hand, and say, "I'm here to find Thorin. I have some things to give him."
"Of course, it's nothing secretive. You can come along too."
"Oh, really? I happen to be free. Let's go, he's in the great hall."
A moment later.
In the main seat of the great hall, Thorin wiped his sweat, recalling the various reports from the recent meeting. He leaned back in his chair, slowly raised his head, and closed his eyes.
The recovery of various projects was still a bit difficult.
As more and more of Durin's Folk returned recently, the population base of Erebor increased, and more and more abandoned facilities had sufficient manpower to be reactivated. The development of the entire region was getting better and better—at least, it seemed that way.
But there was a hidden problem:
The usable starting resources were simply too scarce.
Earlier, boasting to Li Wei seemed generous, but who would make up for this lack of resources?
This area was experiencing a problem similar to the Iron Hills.
The Iron Hills had resources but no money, while Erebor had money but no resources.
However, unlike the Iron Hills, Erebor had a considerable amount of undeveloped resource reserves. The current problem would soon disappear on its own as subsequent mining progressed.
It was just a minor short-term issue, but even a small problem could be frustrating.
"Perhaps I should contact Dáin and exchange some resources for emergencies..." Just as he was thinking, two figures, one tall and one short, walked in from outside the great hall.
Thorin immediately stood up.
"Li Wei."
He walked over, greeting him, "How have you been recently?"
"Quite well. And you?"
...Also alright."
"Alright? Then it's not so good. Is there a problem?"
"Nothing, just a minor short-term issue. It will disappear on its own soon enough."
"Is that so? I hope everything goes smoothly."
"Thank you."
After a greeting and a few words, the three were already seated at a table.
Li Wei didn't dally. Under the curious gaze of Thorin and Gloin, he directly pulled out a silver-white axe.
Whoosh—
The moment he saw the axe, Thorin suddenly stood up, his eyes wide.
Gloin also opened his mouth wide, his large head uncontrollably leaning closer. He said, somewhat uncertainly, "This, this is..."
"This is the treasure of our Durin's Folk, durin's axe!"
Thorin's voice trembled slightly. He solemnly took the axe, stroking the inscriptions on it, and said, "Once upon a time, it represented the royal authority of Durin's Folk in Khazad-dûm."
"Where did you find it, Li Wei?"
There was undisguised excitement in Thorin's eyes, but also some confusion.
"Just as you said, of course, I found it in Moria."
Li Wei said, "I also found some Mithril there, enough to make a Mithril coat of armor. Do you mind if I take it for my use?"
"No, of course not. If you need it, we can process it for you."
Thorin slowly sat down, a slight smile playing uncontrollably at the corners of his mouth.
Compared to the treasure of Durin's Folk, what were a few pieces of Mithril?
Even if you doubled the amount of Mithril and offered it as a reward for finding durin's axe, it's not certain that anyone would dare to accept it.
"I don't know how to repay you."
After calming down, Thorin stroked the axe and looked at Li Wei.
"It's meaningless; there's nothing I need."
"That's what makes it a headache."
Thorin sighed softly.
"What's there to be a headache about? Do you take me for one of those tomb raiders who risk their lives for treasure, or a mercenary who throws their life away for some reward?"
"No, you are not such a person. I would not allow anyone to call you that."
Li Wei smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I originally called myself an 'adventurer.' Back then, I loved adventuring everywhere—though I'm still doing it now."
"Just consider this axe to be something an adventurer accidentally found during an adventure."
Hearing this, Thorin shook his head slightly, but then, after a brief thought following Li Wei's words, he suddenly smiled.
"Alright, that's very much your style."
"Compared to a lord, you truly are more like an adventurer."
After all, what kind of lord is only home a few times a year, constantly out wandering?
"Ah!"
Gloin, beside him, suddenly exclaimed.
This fellow had just come to his senses.
Thump!
He slapped the table and said, "No, I have to tell them about this!"
"Dwalin, Balin, Kili, Fili, Dori, Nori (omitted)... Come see what Li Wei has brought!"
Gloin ran out, shouting his friends' names.
"I will announce this to the entire Durin's Folk."
Thorin also slapped the table, making a decision.
"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what's the situation in Moria like?"
"Not good."
Li Wei said,
"There are large numbers of Orcs stationed and breeding there. They are even more vicious and violent than the Orcs in the Misty Mountains. And it's not just Orcs; there are also many giant beasts and Ogres there. They blocked me so much that I almost couldn't get out."
"That's truly dangerous."
Thorin said seriously, "I hope you won't find yourself in such peril again."
"It's alright. The Orcs and giant beasts are actually manageable; I can handle them. If I wanted to leave, they couldn't stop me."
"Mainly the Balrog. That thing is too clingy; I couldn't shake it off. I fought him for several days, from the West Gate to the East Gate, and neither of us could kill the other."
"Ah..."
Thorin listened intently, nodding occasionally. After Li Wei finished speaking, he suddenly frowned, looking a little confused and puzzled.
Wait, what did he just say?
What does it mean to fight a Balrog from the West Gate to the East Gate?
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Ch. 147 / 40736.1%#147Chapter 147 ReturnAI Model: gemini-2.0-flash-001"The good news is, I had a contest with the Balrog. Although the process was a bit difficult and destroyed a lot of buildings, he didn't gain any advantage."
"What's the bad news?"
"We competed in your hometown."
"Well, that's actually good news. At least for a long time after we reclaim Moria, we won't have to worry about being bored."
Thorin said calmly, his emotions quite stable.
"Alright, don't worry about such a small matter. At least it's still relatively intact, and besides, I'm here."
Li Wei patted him on the shoulder.
"You're right."
Thorin nodded slowly, but his expression didn't relax at all, instead becoming even more solemn.
"What's wrong? Don't you trust me?"
Li Wei asked directly.
"No, I believe that with your help, everything is solvable."
"It's just…"
"The Balrog, he really is still there."
"The reclamation of Moria, I'm afraid it will take a long time, and the hope is slim."
Thorin revealed, "Balin has always wanted to do this. He told me a few days ago that once our people return and the equipment and weapons are ready, he will lead an army to reclaim Moria."
"Of course, this is also what I want to do."
"Do you know, Li Wei, our dwarf race is always losing our homes and wandering around. First Moria, then the Grey Mountains, then Erebor…"
"And the things that occupy our homes are always beyond our ability to defeat."
"Cold drakes, the fire-drake Smaug, Balrogs."
"We have never given up fighting them, but…"
Thorin sighed.
The mountainous environments that dwarves rely on for survival are always quite dangerous. Living on the surface, dragons will smell the gold and silver and come looking, and digging too deep will encounter Balrogs. Besides these big guys, there are also hordes of ugly Orcs, directly controlled by Sauron.
Surrounded by enemies on all sides, none of them are easy to deal with.
Li Wei didn't know what to say.
The dwarves have stepped on almost every landmine in Middle-earth.
"At least everything is developing in a good direction now, isn't it."
"Yes, I believe it will get better and better."
"Oh, there's one more thing."
Li Wei suddenly said, "The elves also contributed to bringing back the Axe of Durin."
Thorin stopped and looked at Li Wei.
"It was the elves of Lothlórien, led by Lady Galadriel herself, who led a large army out of the Golden Wood and used her power to force the Balrog back."
"Is that the legendary witch who can bewitch people… no, I mean, is that the lady who controls magic?"
"Yes."
"I understand."
Thorin nodded, his eyebrows furrowing.
"If there is a chance, I will thank that lady for her help. I won't owe them a favor."
"That's for the best."
The matter was temporarily settled.
The day after Li Wei brought the Axe of Durin to Erebor, a grand ceremony was held.
The king gave a passionate speech on the high platform, announcing the return of the treasure of the line of Durin to his people.
Behind the return of the treasure, Li Wei's battle with the Balrog and the dangers he encountered in Moria were vividly and exaggeratedly described.
One man and one Balrog fought fiercely for days in the depths of Moria, fighting until the gate was destroyed.
In the end, the Elves of the Golden Wood's reception and assistance were reluctantly added to the story, the length was not much, but it was rare in the dwarves' story.
"Let's just give them credit for this for now."
"Hmph, it's just that we live too far away, otherwise it wouldn't be their turn!"
"That witch…"
"It's that magic lady. Our king calls her that."
"Okay, that magic lady, I heard she is very beautiful, I bet her beard must be very long."
"But don't elves not have beards?"
"Uh, maybe that lady is a little different?"
Regardless of the process, from the result, the elves' reputation among the dwarves did improve a lot.
At the same time, a new title spread among the dwarves.
"Foe of the Balrog."
That was a person who could fight the Balrog. Legend has it that the Balrog could not gain any advantage in his hands and could only be beaten back into the ground.
His name was Li Wei.
The dwarves sang his praises.
But in another place, this name became a taboo.
"He."
Not long after Li Wei arrived at the Lonely Mountain, a tall figure, dressed in a black robe and wearing a black, towering helmet, walked out of Mordor.
The horse under him was equally huge, ugly in appearance and covered with a terrifying mask, its head like a skeleton, with evil flames emerging from its eye sockets and nostrils.
If an uninformed person saw it, they would probably regard him as a Ringwraith.
But whether in terms of strength, identity, or age, he might be higher than most of the Ringwraiths.
"The Mouth of Sauron, lieutenant of Barad-dûr, greets you."
A few days later, in a deep pit in Moria, this tall dark human politely greeted the Balrog, the terrifying heat filling the underground not affecting him in the slightest.
"I don't like the color of your armor."
"…I'm very sorry, I promise it will be a different color next time we meet."
"What do you want to do?"
"My master says we have a common enemy: he, that human."
Rumble——
A heatwave sufficient to roast all life swept over, staying within a few feet, almost melting the armor.
"So?"
Flames erupted from his mouth, simulating the sound of speech.
The Mouth of Sauron took two steps back and took out a roll of magic-infused parchment that could resist high temperatures.
"Master said that in some unfathomable caves in the foundations of the earth, there may still be some sleeping fire spirits."
"This records the black magic that can summon your kindred—assuming they do exist."
"This may require a little assistance from you."
No one knows exactly how the Mouth of Sauron discussed things with the Balrog.
But what is certain is that he excellently completed the task given to him by his master.
A flickering flame was stored in a sturdy small box and taken back to Mordor.
A few days later, another group of Orcs set out from Mordor and stationed themselves in the deep pit of Moria. At the same time, a new Moria Orc leader appeared.
The change happened quietly. Even the Golden Wood nearby did not notice this movement. The skull horses galloping in the wilderness seemed to be covered by something, and no one noticed them.
Except——
"What is that?"
On a patch of wilderness north of the White City and bordering the Dead Marshes, a ranger hid behind a tree, lowered his body, and secretly looked out.
"Black robes, skeletal horses, such an ominous aura…"
"Could it be that remaining Black Númenórean, the Mouth of Sauron?"
The ranger took off his hood and looked into the distance.
"Maybe some changes have occurred in this land again."
"But I've only been gone for two years. What could happen in these two years?"
Follodon stared at the gradually receding black figure for a long time, and after confirming that he had left, he revealed himself from his hiding place, stepped onto the road, and continued to head west towards the Misty Mountains.
It was time to see that wild wizard.
I wonder if he has been well recently?
There has always been a huge controversy about the number of Balrogs - this is mainly because Tolkien kept changing the settings. This pigeon king ate the book every now and then.
I heard that a reader wrote to him to ask about the specific settings and pointed out the bugs in his book, so he wrote back to the reader: 'None of your business'.
Anyway, in the end, Tolkien didn't definitively say how many Balrogs there were.
Today he said there were hundreds, tomorrow he said there were only three or four in total. I guess he himself didn't think about how many there should be.
So here I simply use the setting of "The Silmarillion".
According to the original text of "The Silmarillion":
"The Balrogs were destroyed, only a few escaped and hid in the unfathomable caves in the foundations of the earth."
In other words, it can be assumed that there are still other Balrogs sleeping in some unseen deep pits, but no dwarves or anything else woke them up.
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Ch. 148 / 40736.4%#148Chapter 148 The Tall TreeAI Model: gemini-2.0-flash-001The northern part of Middle-earth has been quite lively for the past two years.
The dragon Smaug was slain, the King under the Mountain returned, the Orc armies from the Misty Mountains and Moria were routed, and a shadow rose above Dol Guldur, plunging into Mordor.
Shortly after the return of the King of Erebor, a new power was established, known as the Free Cities, encompassing many towns on both the east and west sides of the Misty Mountains, whose people are prosperous, peaceful, and happy.
"Although Riverrun is known as the largest and most prosperous city among the Free Cities, rumors say that it doesn't seem to be the main city of the Free Cities."
"Oh? The most prosperous and vast place is not the main city, then where could it be?"
In a tavern somewhere in Gondor, Falodan indulged in a rare extravagance, ordering two mugs of foamy, malty beer, along with a plate of grilled meat and some vegetables.
Aiming for a balanced diet, with both meat and vegetables.
Sitting opposite him was another Ranger, a member of the Gondorian Rangers.
Recently, the pressure from Mordor has inexplicably lessened a lot, allowing these Rangers, usually lurking on the front lines, to have a moment of leisure and relaxation.
Falodan handed a mug of beer to the Ranger opposite him.
The Ranger took it and took a sip, continuing, "It is said to be a miraculous city, built overnight by a powerful human wizard, the city's name seems to be, uh… Roadside Fort?"
Pfft—
Falodan choked on his beer.
He laughed and said, "Ha, your information is really second-hand."
"You're not going to tell me that the person is called Li Wei, and that he also killed the dragon and defeated the Orc army, are you?"
"Oh, haven't you already heard about it? Then why are you asking me?"
The Ranger shrugged, finishing the beer Falodan bought him in one gulp, savoring the malty aroma, feeling content.
However, Falodan couldn't laugh.
Huh?
"Wait, don't go."
He grabbed the Ranger who was about to get up and said, "I'll buy you another drink, can you tell me more about it?"
"Alright, since there's still time, I'll chat with you a bit longer."
The Ranger sat down and asked, "What do you want to hear?"
"Everything."
The Ranger leaned back.
"That's a long story."
"I'd be happy to listen."
Falodan looked at the Ranger very seriously.
Seeing the Dúnedain from afar so persistent, the local Gondorian Ranger also developed some interest in chatting, he responded:
"First of all, I have to say that my information is all hearsay, some from wandering refugees, some from distant caravans, and some from interrogating Orcs from the northern mountains, I cannot guarantee their accuracy."
"But their stories always involve that person."
"Refugees call him the Savior of Riverrun, merchants call him 'the generous and great lord who pours out countless riches from his fingers'."
"And the Orcs, they fear his name, only daring to refer to him as 'He'."
As the Ranger narrated, a story pieced together from various rumors gradually unfolded, Falodan became more and more confused, to the point where he didn't even notice the food on his plate getting cold.
Distraction while eating is a bad habit.
But this is not a problem for Li Wei.
Unlike most people's regular three meals a day or Hobbits' seven or eight meals a day, Li Wei eats when he's hungry, and when he eats depends on when his satiety drops.
Only when he has more free time does he eat some foods with more complicated cooking steps, most of the time, he just nibbles on some jerky or bread to replenish his satiety.
After saying goodbye to the dwarves, Li Wei didn't go anywhere else, he immediately returned to Roadside Fort to take stock of the gains from this trip.
The main things are actually just two.
One is Mithril, and the other is Mallorn tree seeds.
In front of an open space near the castle, Li Wei rubbed the dragon head several times, picked up Little Pink who pounced over, and told it to stay put.
Then he walked a little further away and gently planted the Mallorn tree seed.
Then, he took out bone meal.
Swish swish swish—
Streaks of green particles lit up, indicating that the bone meal was indeed promoting the germination of this tree seed.
As the bone meal in his hand decreased, the seed finally showed some slight changes.
It grew into a sapling.
"So absorbent?"
Li Wei wiped a handful of sweat, feeling that a stack of bone meal might not be enough.
Worthy of being the most vibrant magic tree seed in all of Middle-earth.
It took ten bone meals to turn it from a seed into a sapling.
To grow into a towering tree like the Golden Wood, wouldn't it take a box of bone meal?
With these, how many ordinary trees could be germinated…
Although the consumption is huge, Roadside Fort has never lacked bone meal.
This is all thanks to the Orcs and Wargs, they are still contributing.
Pulling back Little Pink, who was curiously coming forward, Li Wei continued to promote germination.
As the stacks of bone meal in his backpack decreased, the Mallorn sapling continued to grow taller at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing white branches and golden buds.
When it grew to the height of a person, the color of the grass on the surrounding soil gradually changed, becoming more vibrant than other places, turning from dark green to light green, looking full of vitality.
On this day, the residents chatting in the square turned their heads and suddenly found a dazzling golden color in their sight.
A tree.
A huge tree appeared out of nowhere near the lord's castle.
Its bark was smooth, silver-gray, and the leaves were golden and dazzling, with golden flowers blooming among the branches.
"So beautiful…"
More and more residents gathered around the grass affected by the Mallorn tree's vitality, quietly looking up, gazing at this unprecedented scenery.
Whoosh.
A leaf in a certain part of the canopy shook, and Li Wei broke off a few branches that were growing too crowded, using them as magical raw materials.
This tree is really too beautiful, he can't bear to cut it down.
Even if it's cut down, it can be replanted.
But, anyway, the demand is just this little, so let's keep it, just like he always asks the residents to do—take what you need, take as much as you use, don't do unnecessary pre-storage.
"Woof—"
Climbing on the tree, suddenly a childish bark came from below, Li Wei lowered his head and found Little Pink frolicking under the tree.
It was scratching the trunk with its paws and short legs, looking like it really wanted to come up.
Looking at its excited appearance, it probably won't leave today if it can't get up.
Helpless, Li Wei had to build a ladder and personally carry it up.
Once it came up, the little guy showed extraordinary excitement, sniffing here, rubbing there, running around for a while and seemed to be tired, directly found a relatively wide branch and lay down, closing its eyes and about to fall asleep.
"Get up."
Li Wei picked it up, interrupting its sleep and forcing it to boot up.
"If you fall asleep here now, see how you get down later."
Little Pink grabbed Li Wei, hugged his leg, and looked at him with those big eyes.
It's going to take this tree as a nest…
"Oh, alright, alright."
Li Wei put Little Pink down, letting it doze off on the tree.
He went to the warehouse to get some materials.
A moment later, a spiral staircase identical to the one in the Golden Wood was built, which could directly walk from the bottom of the tree to the canopy.
This way Little Pink can go up by itself.
After building the stairs, Li Wei also trimmed the canopy and built a few small platforms.
Perfect.
After doing these, Li Wei put his hands on his hips and nodded.
It can only be said that the elves of the Golden Wood chose to build their homes in trees for a reason, the canopy of the Mallorn tree is much larger than ordinary trees, and it is quite strong, with super load-bearing capacity.
This is a natural foundation, it's just too suitable for building houses.
Of course, Li Wei doesn't plan to live here.
Since Little Pink likes it, let it be its nest.
After settling Little Pink, Li Wei walked down the canopy, showed his face to the residents, and went straight to the magic altar in the tower.
The branches of the Mallorn tree were placed in the middle of the altar, on the base next to it, six basic element shards were placed respectively, plus a balance shard fused from six elements, surrounded by bottles and jars filled with basic elements.
The formula and elements are the same, only the main material is changed from silver tree to Mallorn tree.
Pa!
A faint spark of deep purple flashed out of the rune matrix, startling Li Wei's eyelids.
What's going on, is it going to fail?
Buzz—
The matrix started as usual, absorbing source matter and entering the enchantment process.
Whew—
Li Wei patted his chest.
Thank goodness.
As long as the enchantment program can run, it can be regarded as no bugs.
If it can run, don't move it.
Whether there is a problem or not, as long as it doesn't crash, treat it as if there isn't.
As a little bit of source matter and elements were injected into the Mallorn tree branches, the branches gradually changed, becoming round and regular, shining with silver light.
After a moment, the element injection ceremony was completed.
Li Wei picked up the middle branch—oh no, it should be called the staff handle now.
When this new thing was picked up by Li Wei, a new and unprecedented research appeared in the magic manual.
[Mallorn Staff Handle]
"Made from special materials brought back from the Golden Forest by the mystic Li Wei, it is more closely related to magic than the silver tree, and contains more purification power, which can be used as an upper-level substitute for the silver tree."
"When the staff handle flashes, the light of life bursts out from it."
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Recently, I found some typos in the front that have not been corrected. There is really no way to do this. The previously published chapters have been locked, and I have to contact the editor to change them.
And some book friends said they want to see what titles Li Wei has now. I will list them separately here:
Adventurer, Wizard who masters the cube, Legend on the wasteland, Friend of the Dunedain, Powerful among humans, Orc nemesis, Spider nemesis, Warg nemesis, Ghoul nemesis, Dragon slayer (Dragon slayer), Creator of the Free Cities, Wall builder, Walking army, Iron golem summoner, Great enemy of the Misty Mountains and Mordor, Ally of elves and dwarves, Guardian of the River Valley, Savior of the Anduin Valley, Glutton, Wine master, Top chef, Brewer, Balrog enemy
Sorry, I can't remember the rest, anyway, there are many, many, and it will increase. Generally, in not very formal occasions, others will not say all his titles when calling him, basically they will symbolically call a few main ones.
After all, saying all of them every time is really easy to cause one to be unable to catch their breath and pass out directly.
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