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Chapter 803

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However, Sheyan's objective wasn't to humiliate him but to help him avoid the fate of being hanged. Hence, he immediately changed the topic.

"Of course, plucking the fruits without the permission of the esteemed elves is definitely a bad deed. Extremely bad deed. Therefore, we are willing to compensate you with 50 silver coins and offer our sincere apologies. I believe the beautiful, generous, gracious, benevolent and hospitable elves of Rivendell will not object."

The blue robed elf coldly glared at Sheyan. However, he could sense that most of his companions were inclined to accept the 50 silver coins compensation. Besides, they still cared a lot about the words' beautiful, generous, gracious, benevolent and hospitable elves'.

For this Elf, of course, he was unwilling, but he couldn't roar and say, "If I want to hang him, then I'll hang him. My f * cking words are law!"

After all, this was Rivendell and not Isengard.

If he did so, he would undoubtedly be possessed by the soul of an uruk-hai. Furthermore, no one would be able to carry out his orders. However, he was really unwilling to let this fellow admit defeat just like that. Perhaps in the future, when others mentioned it, he would be questioned by humans and become a miserable backstory.

At this moment, a voice drifted in.

"Rivendell accepts your apologies. Let's leave it at that."

Sheyan turned around and his heart skipped a beat. The one who spoke wasn't anyone else but the middle-aged elf who was patrolling the perimeter and sensed the 'Stairway of the Sun' within his body!

The old elf glanced at Sheyan and smiled faintly. His smile was light and gentle, yet it sent chills down Sheyan's spine. Instead, the elf didn't say anything else and left with the two patrol squads.

This matter was unexpectedly resolved so peacefully. Segimli couldn't help but stare at Sheyan with a face of astonishment.

"My friend, if you permit, may I take a look at your penis? I suspect a powerful magic has been cast on it. "

Reef mischievously replied.

"I suspect that old elf has an unmarried daughter."

"Scram." Sheyan bluntly replied. He then picked up the heavy goods by the side and slung it over his shoulder. Then, he proceeded forward. The owner of the caravan, Mister Wilhelm, and the old man who stole the fruits came over together. They thanked Sheyan fearfully and continued on their way.

Soon, they arrived at their destination. It was a rather secluded plaza. It seemed to be a special area that the elves had divided. There were already hundreds of human merchants resting here. They were waiting for the owners of the goods to come and claim them before sending them to them.

Due to the previous lesson of that unlucky old man, all the human porters appeared to be very careful. They didn't even dare to sit on the stools at the side. They all sat on the ground, opened the bags made of animal bladders, and drank the slightly rancid water.

But at this time, several Elf children ran over with fruit baskets made of fresh branches and leaves. Inside the baskets were ripe fruits for everyone to eat. Perhaps some kind-hearted elves were moved by Sheyan's words of 'trekking for thousands of miles', so they sent their children to carry it over to entertain their guests.

Regrettably, none of the porters dared to eat it. They all avoided it like snakes and scorpions, leaving the elves extremely disappointed. They didn't know what to do.

Sheyan and Reef were completely unperturbed. They immediately called for the dwarves to bring the food over. While eating, they also commented on the taste. They then called for the young dwarf, Segimli, to join them. However, while the child secretly swallowed his saliva, he displayed the rock-like stubbornness of the dwarves. Or perhaps, his strength of character.

"I don't eat any fruits. Never."

The elves appeared to be very curious about the outside world. They pestered Sheyan and Reef with questions. Children were pure and not snobbish, and wouldn't judge others based on their attire.

After pondering a little, Reef produced a white grade pistol as a gift for them. This pistol had a low attack power, but its only advantage was that it could automatically generate a bullet every ten minutes. This was something Reef obtained in the previous world. It was a pity to directly sell it to a shop, but none of the contestants wanted it. Thus, he kept it.

Hence, Reef referred to it as a bow that didn't need to be strung, and successfully won the favor of the elves.

The elves were overjoyed, and naturally answered Sheyan and Reef's questions. However, the surrounding flowers and plants suffered a calamity and were smashed into pieces by the mischievous elves. Even the nearby elven guards were extremely curious about this object. However, they were too embarrassed to snatch the elves' belongings, and could only cast glances over.

"When will the celebration be held?" Sheyan then inquired a little elven loli.

The little loli had just fired two shots, and her face was flushed red as she replied.

"It will begin when the sky turns dark."

Sheyan continued shamelessly.

"I'm guessing you guys definitely don't know the details of the celebration, because my parents always hid everything from me when I was young."

Immediately, an elven child was duped and proudly exclaimed.

"I knew it! First, the adults will gather and traverse through the streets of Rivendell. Then, the celebration will officially begin at the central Hyacinth Plaza!"

The elven guards were also eavesdropping on their conversation. However, Sheyan didn't ask for any secrets and it was normal for him to ask about the celebration. Thus, they tacitly consented. Of course, this was also because of Sheyan's incisive words. If not, they would've questioned him long ago.

*****

The sky quickly darkened. At this moment, the magical ribbons hanging from the trees of the elves lit up. The effect was similar to the neon lights of the present world. However, the illumination was extremely gentle and gave off an exceptionally warm feeling. It felt as though the stars in the sky had descended upon the vicinity of Rivendell!

Naturally, the present world Sheyan and Reef were resistant to such a visual impact. However, to the elves around them, it was still rather shocking. Even Segimli stared blankly at his surroundings for half a day, muttering vulgarities that resembled the real world. He even forgot that the 'Endless Vodka's' production time had arrived and he could ask Sheyan for some drinks.

The magic lamps in the distance began to light up one by one. These magic lamps looked like the fruits of trees. They naturally blended with the vegetation on both sides of the road. There were also some clusters of light that looked like fireflies floating in the air. Together with the surrounding buildings, it gave off a beautiful hazy feeling.

An exquisitely decorated carriage could be seen slowly approaching from a distant street. Tassels fluttered around the carriage and it looked as though it was floating on water. It was like a dream. Pulling the carriage forward was a snow white... unicorn. This tall and muscular creature had distinct muscle lines. With every step it took, its muscles rippled like flowing water. It gave off a noble and dignified feeling.

Four elves stood on the carriage. Standing on the left was a tall and robust man with flaxen hair. He was the ruler of Rivendell, Elrond. On his finger was the Ring of Air that was equally famous as the One Ring, Viria. Noteworthy was that the ruler of Rivendell was a half-elf. His father was a human sailor, Erendil, while his mother was an elf, Elwin.

The golden-haired elf beside Elrond was Glorfindel. He had the face of a child, but his eyes were deep and profound, as though he had experienced countless years of love. It was as though he could see through everything.

As for the elf in the center, Sheyan could feel his heartbeat quickening with a single glance. Indeed, she was Sheyan's objective, Melody. Apart from her attire, she didn't seem to have changed at all. That unique and tender aura of hers was still vividly displayed. However, her expression was relatively serene, as though she was contemplating something.

Seeing Melody, Sheyan's mood couldn't help but improve. However, when Reef pointed out the elf beside Melody, Sheyan's mood instantly turned sour.

Indeed, the elf beside Melody was the son of Thrandil, Prince Legolas! An exquisite mithril circlet cleverly bound his golden hair. His shoulder-length hair was like a dazzling golden waterfall. Two strands of hair hung down to his ears, giving him a refined feeling. His chiseled cheeks further accentuated his handsomeness. His high grade silver-grey robe of unknown materials made him appear even more scholarly and imposing.

He didn't conceal his feelings towards Melody in the slightest. Every ten seconds, he would place his gaze on her for five seconds, as though his gaze could convey his deep feelings. This undoubtedly caused the hearts of many elven maidens to shatter.

Without a doubt, very few women of the opposite sex could resist the lethality of such a handsome man. In response to Prince Legolas's repeated questions, Melody responded with a smile, natural and unrestrained. They looked like a match made in heaven.

Sheyan watched the procession without speaking. Reef coughed and suppressed his laughter as he whispered.

"I feel like we should consider the issue of heading to the Prancing Pony Inn, Isengard. Some things can't be forced..."

Sheyan remained silent for a long while before replying.

"Since we're already in Rivendell, I should at least ask for her opinion." If you like this work, I welcome you to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. "

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