"Legolas...." Sheyan ignored Reef's mockery and muttered the name several times. "Isn't that guy a member of the Fellowship of the Ring?"
"Yes!" Reef nodded. "That guy is tall and handsome, and possesses immense strength. I reckon even the Uruk-hai Lurtz would be suppressed by him in terms of archery. In terms of close combat, he surpasses Lurtz by leaps and bounds. Oh, in terms of magic, he possesses an innate affinity with nature, surpassing Lurtz by leaps and bounds. Furthermore, he comes from a noble background and is refined and refined.... why can't I find a single reason for Melody to reject him?"
"Shut up." Sheyan rolled his eyes and bluntly declared. "All these fleeting advantages will be crushed in the face of my one and only strength – an hour and 38 minutes. Mister Segimli! We're ready. My comrade says he has sufficient strength to carry two people's worth of goods! "
"Boss.... you're too much! This is pure revenge! "
*****
Following that, Sheyan and Reef disguised themselves. Of course, they weren't disguised as princes to meet the princess. Instead, they were disguised as workers of a caravan. In other words, they were a combination of coachman, porter, servant, bodyguard, cleaner and warehouse manager. If they were to wear a suit and tie while carrying two huge bags, wouldn't that attract the attention of the elves? Therefore, they could only borrow a set of work attire from the other workers of the caravan.
Obviously, Segimli's old customer, Mister Wilhelm, wasn't as well-connected as Mister Wright. After Segimli and his group of 20 porters arrived at the entrance of Rivendell, they still had to queue up for customs clearance. This was a long and arduous process.
The elves weren't afraid of any dangers or threats, yet they loathed filthy things. Especially since Rivendell was enchanted with magic, they wouldn't tolerate any taint! After a series of stringent inspections, with an elf as their guide, the duo finally carried large and small bags of goods and entered the beautiful and clean city of Rivendell.
Upon entering Rivendell, one could see limpid streams on both sides of the streets. White pebbles and fine sand were scattered in the water, while luxuriant plants flourished. Between the luxurious buildings, orderly plants could be seen, perfectly blending in with the city. Hanging bells, swings, and flowerbeds could be seen everywhere. It was like a grand garden.
These plants were either blooming with fresh flowers or bearing luscious fruits. A refreshing fragrance wafted through the air. Many elves would casually pluck the luscious fruits on the roadside as they passed by, then wash them in the clear spring water before eating them.
These sights didn't have a huge impact on Reef and Sheyan. For example, Reef told Sheyan that the scenery of his castle wasn't inferior to Rivendell. However, to the ordinary laborers, it was undoubtedly a shocking sight. Many of them ignored the heavy burden on their shoulders and fondled here and there, exclaiming in admiration.
After walking about five to six hundred meters on the street, suddenly, a small group of patrolling elves blocked their path.
They exchanged a few words with the elves in front of them and began to slowly walk in front of this group of people. Suddenly, one of the elves pointed at a porter and spoke sternly. That porter's face immediately turned pale and began to tremble.
Then, an elf stepped forward and searched him. Immediately, he found a ripe fruit in his trouser pocket. There was still some water on it. It was obvious that he had just picked it secretly and was going to hide it and eat it secretly.
The elves in the patrol team began to discuss among themselves, their disdain evident. A blue robed elf who appeared to be the leader immediately released a vine spell, binding up the wailing porter. He then walked to the front of the porter and spoke seriously and arrogantly.
"Human, you have used your stupidity and filth to harm the sacred city of Rivendell. Therefore, we sentence you to be assimilated into the branches and leaves. Your body shall become the nutrients of nature and your soul shall be cleansed by the rain and wind to atone for your sins."
The caravan owner, Mr. Wilhelm, was sweating profusely as he repeatedly tried to negotiate with the leading elf. However, the elf merely shook his head coldly.
With an unsightly expression, Reef asked Segimli who was watching coldly from the sidelines.
"What do you mean assimilated into the branches and leaves?"
The dwarf youth appeared dissatisfied with the elf as he frowned and replied.
"It means hanging a person to death on a branch with those weird pointy ears!"
Sheyan glanced at the pale white haired old porter who was paralyzed with fright. His entire body was trembling as turbid tears streamed down his cheeks. In this instance, Sheyan's mind had already weighed the pros and cons. Then, he stood up and stared at the elf who pronounced the death sentence. He insipidly declared.
"I've heard that the elves are beautiful, magnanimous, gracious, benevolent and hospitable creatures. Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, I realize they're all butchers!"
Even though Sheyan knew it wasn't the right time to stand up and might even cause all his previous efforts to go down the drain, he still stood up.
Because Sheyan had always believed that everyone had their own principles to uphold. Under the circumstances, gains and losses shouldn't be the only factor that determines one's actions!
Rather take straight from the heart, not seek from the crooked path!
This old man wasn't related to him in any way, yet he was discriminated against and humiliated by the elves! Because of such a small matter, he was sentenced to death by the cruel grace of the elves! This had crossed Sheyan's bottom line. Even if there weren't any benefits, he would still stand up!
Hearing his words, the elf immediately turned around and stared coldly at Sheyan.
"Human, your words have insulted the elves. You shall pay the price."
Sheyan sneered.
"Did I say anything wrong? We trekked thousands of miles to deliver specialties from afar for Rivendell's celebration. Our journey was arduous and we braved through fire and water, yet this is how you treat us? Like you're monitoring a criminal. Even when we enter your city, you treat us like we're guarding against thieves. Where is your hospitality? Hmm?? Please enlighten me. "
That elf was instantly at a loss for words. Not only that, Sheyan's sharp gaze swept towards the other elves. The other elves tilted their heads and avoided his questioning gaze. Perhaps they discriminated against humans in their hearts, but these elves had indeed trekked thousands of miles and braved tremendous dangers to reach Rivendell. Thus, they couldn't voice their objections.
Sheyan stepped forward and tore off the clothes on the shivering old porter's shoulder, revealing his swollen shoulder and riddled with scars. He furiously roared.
"Look at the scars on his body! This is a sacrifice he made for Rivendell. With his riddled scars, what's wrong with him eating a fruit of Rivendell? You actually want to execute him? "
The blue robed elf coldly replied.
"Eating a fruit isn't wrong, but stealing is a grave sin! Be it human or elf, we will punish anyone who steals. "
This elf's words were exceedingly incisive. He wasn't the slightest bit misled by Sheyan and grasped the crux of the matter! Instead, Sheyan chuckled and raised the fruit.
"Steal? Let me ask you, who does this fruit belong to? "
The blue robed elf didn't hesitate to reply.
"It is the common property of all elves of Rivendell."
Sheyan sighed and continued.
"Your selfishness has blinded your eyes, elf. Even a human like me knows that in the dawn song that guides you on your path, 'Sweet water, rich food, all are the blessings of the supreme god, Iluvatar.' Every morning, during the divine chant (similar to morning prayer), every elf must admonish themselves to be humble. Child of Iluvatar, beauty isn't limited to appearance, but is reflected in one's heart. Where is your humility, where is your beauty? "
When Sheyan spoke till here, at least a third of the nearby elves revealed a look of approval as they started whispering amongst themselves. Evidently, they were touched by Sheyan's words of 'beauty isn't just about appearance, it is also reflected in one's heart'!
The elves had a complex view towards humans. They despised the majority of humans, but they could recognize the outstanding heroes amongst them! The most direct example was the daughter of Elrond, the ruler of Rivendell, Erwin Andonel. In the end, Andomir was married to a human.
Of course, this human was extremely awesome. As to how awesome he was, one could tell from how others addressed him.
The leader of the Dúnedain of Arnor, the commander of the western army, the owner of the Northern Star, the wielder of the reforged sacred sword, the direct descendant of Isildur's son, Elisa, the descendant of Elendil of Númenor. He was the King of Gondor, King Elisa, the son of Arathorn, Aragorn ….
Of course, Sheyan wasn't at the level where he could convince these elves with just a few words. If not, this book would've been categorized as a fictional history. Even if his charm was higher than his physique, he still couldn't do it. But with the influence of his legend level + 1, at least a third of the elves felt that Sheyan's words were reasonable. That was enough to achieve his objective.
Although the blue robed elf was expressionless, his slender pianist fingers were trembling in anger. This was enough to prove that his heart wasn't as calm as one would imagine. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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