Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

Beacons are not rare for Levi now.

Because he likes to run around, he has been to Hell a lot in the past few years. When he passed by Hell Fortress, he chopped a bunch of withers.

The drop rate of wither skulls is not high, but Levi chopped a lot. Even if he didn't look for them deliberately, he just chopped them when he saw them. Over time, he accumulated a lot of them.

If you have wither skulls, you have to use them. Now there are many nether stars in the castle. They are all dropped by Hell when you are bored.

When you need to use a beacon, you just need to synthesize it.

Now beacons have become a regular item in Roadside Fort. There are hospitals, squares, military camps, and various places where they may be used, and they are all full of layers.

But, there are many beacons in Roadside Fort, but they have not been placed in other territories.

Asked, I forgot.

In addition to being beautiful, the biggest help of beacons in life is actually life recovery.

But since the popularity of watermelon crops, the production of instant recovery potions has also increased rapidly, and both military and civilian use can be supplied. In this way, the life recovery effect provided by the beacon is not a necessity.

But it is better to have it than not to have it. This gathering is a good opportunity to mention it to the heads of various regions and let them make arrangements.

"Celebration banquet."

-When Levi announced the news, not only Roadside Castle, but all the territories covered by the Free City-State began to plan related matters.

Levi waved his hand and released several days of vacation.

But before that.

In the castle, several people stared at the star of the netherworld covered by glass behind the main seat, which was whiter than mithril, more shining than the best quality diamonds, and more flawless and pure than everything in the world. Their eyes were straight.

"I don't really want to say this."

Thorin took a few deep breaths before saying: "But... it looks even more perfect than the heart of the mountain."

Pure, flawless, shining, and with some magical powers.

This thing, like the golden apple, conforms to the aesthetics of most creatures in the world, and no matter which race, they will admire it.

Dwarves, elves, humans...

Even -

"It's beautiful."

Even Gandalf couldn't help but get closer to observe.

If he hadn't seen the Silmaril with his own eyes, he would have thought that it was the thing inlaid inside.

"Of all the beautiful things I have seen, its brilliance is second only to the brilliance of the Two Trees, even though that memory is quite vague and long-ago for me."

"Thank you."

Levi knew the value of this statement.

This is almost the highest praise that can be said from Gandalf's mouth.

But it is really amazing when you think about it. Whether it is the golden apple or the star of the netherworld, some of MC's creations are always so beautiful and have some fairy tales and legends.

Maybe it's amazing, but it doesn't seem particularly alternative or out of place, especially in this world.

Similar things have always existed, at most not so powerful or absolute.

At this time, allies from all sides are on their way.

Beorn, the leader of the Beorn clan, the elves' messengers, the nomads... all the forces that received the news came to witness the ceremony.

"Ahem, sorry, I forgot to call you when I came."

Facing Beorn with an unspeakable expression on his face, Levi felt a little guilty.

"If my bees hadn't produced bees as big as human heads out of thin air after eating the flowers of the cherry tree, I would have thought you had abandoned us."

"Forgive me, I'm just, uh, too busy..."

Levi himself didn't believe this.

In fact, it was just because the territory of the Beorn clan was recently claimed as their own territory, and I forgot it when my mind was pulled.

When inspecting the results of the road construction, I was too focused and accidentally ran over...

"This matter should be blamed on Bard, he didn't remind me."

Bard looked over with a confused look.

"What?"

"Okay, don't mention these, our other friends are here, I have to go and see."

"Welcome."

As soon as he finished speaking, Levi went to the city gate, and saw several elves riding horses in front and behind.

One of them was the deputy of the Woodland Kingdom, the elf whose horse was robbed by Legolas in Long Lake Town.

"Originally, I shouldn't have come here for this matter." The deputy sighed.

For such a matter, Thranduil would normally send his son Legolas to show his importance, but now, since Legolas was still wandering around and had not returned home, Thranduil was unwilling to leave the Woodland Kingdom, so he could only send his deputy.

Although this deputy usually had a low presence, his status in the Woodland Kingdom was not low. He was always the first to hear the king's orders every time, so letting him come was considered a respectful act.

After greeting the deputy of the Woodland Kingdom, it was the elves from Rivendell.

The leader was the Lord of Rivendell, Elrond.

Unlike Thranduil, an old otaku who had not stepped out of the forest for thousands of years, Elrond led a team out every now and then to clear out the nearby Orcs, and was relatively active.

However, since the first batch of rangers from Roadside Castle went out for internship, he has had little chance to go out. There are really not many orcs nearby, so he has no chance to stretch his muscles.

"Long time no see."

"See you again."

The two greeted at the same time, but the content and meaning were different.

"It's amazing, in just a few years, the changes here have been so great."

Elrond sighed and looked at the beam of light above the castle.

He had discovered the beacon a few years ago when it had just been lowered, but Elrond had been holding off on detecting the beam because of the elven sense of time and the fact that it seemed harmless.

I happened to take advantage of this incident to come over and watch it together.

After saying hello, Elrond and the Woodland Kingdom's deputy went to the castle to meet Gandalf and others and wait for now.

At this time, one of the several elven guards brought by Elrond walked out.

"Hey, you're here too."

"Long time no see, Agra."

Levi went over to say hello to this old friend.

"Lord Elrond found me and asked me to come with him."

Agra smiled knowingly.

Elrond also sees the good relationship between the two of them. Recently, he has directly handed over many things to Agra to handle so that his friends can meet each other as much as possible.

No, I brought it directly this time.

Whoosh - touch!

At night, fireworks flew into the sky, bursting into flames of various colors.

In the territory, elves, dwarves, humans, and wizards from all walks of life gathered at the banquet table set up near the castle, which was quite lively.

"Thorin Oakenshield, you look much better than when we last met."

In the lively venue, Elrond took the initiative to greet Thorin. He shook the roadside fort's specialty wine in a goblet with a subtle expression.

"Thanks, you too."

Thorin responded with a rather stiff expression.

Just looking at Elrond's delicate look, he sighed deeply, turned around and almost shouted:

"You guys, come here!"

So those dwarves in the Lonely Mountain Expedition who always forgot to turn off automatic pickup suffered.

"I knew I wouldn't come..." someone muttered.

Soon, they were lined up in front of Thorin like errant children.

"Do what you have to do."

Thorin said expressionlessly: "Do you need me to remind you what to do?"

"sorry."

Under Thorin's pressure, one of them finally spoke.

With one person taking the lead, the others were no longer silent and apologized one after another.

"It's impressive."

Elrond smiled sincerely.

How can dwarves be so polite to elves? This is simply...

People who know the history and various grievances between the two families may not believe that the dwarf would have such a soft attitude even if they believe that pigs can fly.

Of course, this also has something to do with Thorin's personal qualities and persistence. He has the pride of being a king. If he found a companion doing this in Rivendell, even if he was still hostile to the elves at the time, he would definitely stop it as soon as possible. , after all, hostility is one thing, but the overall reputation and glory of the dwarf clan is another.

Shaking his head meaningfully, Elrond recovered from his daze and said: "Dwarves and elves were so friendly in the past. I am sincerely happy for you."

He bowed to the dwarves in front of him and Thorin, and drank the wine in one gulp.

The stubborn and indifferent attitude of the two tribes, which had never interacted with each other until death, finally relaxed a little at this moment.

Gandalf looked on, smiling and nodding.

Okay, that’s great.