[The Hobbit] Farstrider's Journey

This pair of long ears not only did not make Hua Lai look weird, but made him look like a sharp sword out of its sheath, awe-inspiring and dignified.

Thranduil stared at the pair of white ears with pink in them, but Hua Lai felt a little messy.

Although he helped the village resist the attack of the orcs, but it only took half a day, and the banquet was held right after the battle?

He didn't know until later that the Woodland Kingdom is a tribe that likes to hold banquets, and they have to hold a ladder if they have something to do!Not to mention this kind of formal occasion, the welcome banquet is essential.

Thranduil led Wallace through the palace below, and walked up the spiral staircase. After walking for 10 minutes, it suddenly became clear that they had reached the ground.

The upper part of the cave at the bottom is a gentle terrain, which is full of towering trees, but the distance between the trees is very large, and there is a large open space in the center. At this time, a bonfire has been lit there, filled with fresh barbecue. Fruit, and fragrant wine.

Smelling the scent in the air, Hua Lai suddenly remembered the dozens of wine barrels tied and fixed on the ship!Unexpectedly, the hatred for the rich surged up again, and Hua Lai glanced at Thranduil who was walking beside him.

Viewed from the side, his face is more delicate, the light golden eyelashes even cast an arc in the sunlight.

Hua Lai turned his head back, staring blankly at the elves who had crowded over when they saw them coming.

No matter how good-looking he is, he is not just an elf, but a man with handles.What's the difference between him and the female officer of the Forgotten who secretly peeped at him in the logistics department...

Thranduil led Wallace to the main seat in the center, and said to the elves watching them: "This banquet is held today to welcome our friend of the forest elves, Wallace Brightwing, and may our friendship last forever. "

"May our friendship last forever." The elves raised their wine glasses to the two of them.

Thranduil picked up the glass of wine next to him, and handed it to Wallace.

"Thank you, and may the friendship last forever." Hua Lai raised his glass.

Thranduil didn't say anything else, just announced the start of the banquet, and the elves started singing and dancing, and went to find their friends.

Hua Lai glanced at him unexpectedly, thinking that he would talk about the battle that happened.

Thranduil: "You're hungry, you fought for so long this morning."

Hua Lai was not polite either, he directly pulled over a dinner plate and used a fork to eat the roast meat on the plate.

Thranduil smiled.

Hua Lai was starving. Although the fighting time was not long, it also consumed a lot of energy.He was eating the roasted, fragrant and tender venison, and looked up at the man next to him.

He didn't eat. Instead, he kept the wine glass in his hand and looked sideways at him.

"Can I be full just by looking at me?" Hua Lai said displeased.

I don't like to be watched by others when I am eating, not to mention that this person seems to be very happy to watch.

"Sorry." Thranduil couldn't help showing a smile, and then an elf brought a tray to them.

Only then did the king begin to eat gracefully. Hua Lai took a closer look and saw that what had just been served was fluffy, soft, oily and crispy bread, plus several plates of fresh fruit.Yellow and red, the fragrance of fruit is tangy, extremely attractive.

Of course, Hua Lai is also very excited, but he is a guy who likes meat, so let's fill up his stomach first and then enjoy these after-dinner snacks.

The two of them adhered to the rule of eating without talking, and didn't talk much. When Hua Lai finished a large piece of barbecue and started thinking about using fruit, he said, "Your barbecue is really good."

Thranduil's eyes lit up: "I'm glad you like it."

The forest elves in Mirkwood are keen on hunting and holding banquets. Naturally, they will grill their prey and put it on the dining table. Compared with them, the tribes in other elf territories are not so keen on barbecue. It is very accommodating to have sausage as a treat. .

So of course Thranduil would be happy to see Hua Lai take the initiative to extend the knife and fork to the barbecue, at least they have no differences on diet.

After eating a full stomach and eating fruit, Hua Lai's mood index was full, and the atmosphere between the two of them reached the best ever.

Hua Lai couldn't help sharing his cooking experience with Thranduil: "Actually, my cooking skills are not as good as yours. Can you let me talk to the chef when you have time? Actually, the venison steak is covered with sauce. marinated in the juice for a while, and it tastes better when fried, I have tried frying on an iron plate, and the heat is more even."

Thranduil couldn't get into the details of the cooking at all, and could only watch Hua Lai narrating his experience in high spirits.

Thranduil said hesitantly: "The elves over there are so keen on eating meat?"

Hua Lai paused, looked directly at him and said, "Yes, meat can quickly replenish the energy consumed. After years of war, even the former vegetarian races are used to eating meat in order to recover their fighting power faster. gone."

Thranduil didn't expect this kind of change, which was similar to the fact that they were forced to shrink the land area and reduce a large number of fruit production areas, which eventually led to an increase in the number of hunting.

The king did not show any disrespect, and changed the subject and said: "So, your cooking is very good."

"It's okay." Hua Lai said modestly: "It's not as good as the master chefs in our world. The recipes I know are only half of others."

"half?"

"Well, there are only two or three hundred kinds." Hua Lai said after calculation.

Thranduil froze: "All the food I know is not so much..."

I hate to admit that the culinary worlds are so different.

"Probably because the materials you use as ingredients are too conservative?" Hua Lai glanced at the table where the food was placed. Most of them were grilled, but besides venison, there were also rabbit meat and fish. Wait for a few common meats, and nothing else.

The foodies in the world of Azeroth who are brave enough to try various eating methods are no worse than Hua Lai’s hometown before he crossed over. Even the giant dragons who are at the top of the force value have some people who are unwilling to give up and want to stick out a fork to try how it tastes. , Of course, the fate of this kind of dead guy must not be better.

"keep?"

Thranduil glanced at Hua Lai who was fair-skinned and said this calmly, quietly leaving the wrong impression that the elves in the other world are foodies.

"Well, in fact, except for some conventional animals that produce a lot of meat, the meat of other animals can also be eaten, such as snakes, large birds..." Hua Lai hesitated: "We also have a very famous snack there. It's called 'Crispy Spider Legs'."

Thranduil's face darkened immediately, thinking of the giant spider raging in the forest, Hua Lai also fell silent.

"However, the spiders used for food in our world are all natural and healthy, not like those spiders in your forest..." Hua Lai looked for an adjective.

"Filth." Thranduil spat out such a word coldly.

Hua Lai nodded unknowingly and agreed: "The quality of the meat polluted by evil forces will only have a stench no matter how you cook it. Not only can it not be eaten, but it will also pollute the environment if left unattended."

Only then did Thranduil's expression recover.

"You know... the southeastern part of the forest is polluted?" Thranduil's light eyes looked at the blood elf guest who was leaning on the stone-carved chair as if nothing had happened.

"Well, I have seen this kind of heavily polluted forest, and we have an organization that specializes in cleaning up this heavily polluted environment."

Thranduil regretted it, but after another thought: "The power to breed spiders comes from the dark Dol Dogo. If the orcs there are not eradicated, the polluted places in the forest will not return to normal."

"Is that place a source of pollution?" Hua Lai straightened up and looked at Thranduil seriously.

"That's right." Thranduil's face became less attractive: "This forest was not called the Dark Forest before, but it was called the Great Greenland. Dor Dogo was originally an abandoned fortress. I don't know what. The time was occupied by an evil force, and now that force is getting stronger."

Hua Lai had no expression on his face, but various thoughts were spinning in his heart. He had been in the army and fought all year round, so he instinctively began to analyze based on these.

Thranduil turned his head to see that Wallace didn't speak, his heart felt heavy, and there was an urge not to show timidity in front of this person, which made him find it unbearable.

However, as a responsible king, he also understands that the current population of the Woodland Kingdom cannot bear a war. In a war, sacrifices are inevitable. If the population is reduced, the reproduction of the entire kingdom will collapse.Thranduil has never been afraid of war, but this kind of war that would shake the foundation is unnecessary.

Hua Lai raised his head after a while and said: "If you want to eradicate this orc force, you must be prepared to pay a huge price. The number of troops I have seen is far from enough."

Unless those common people are also dragged into the battlefield, but this guy probably won't do that.

Thranduil stared at Wallace for a while, and he really didn't expect that this person could infer the status quo that he had never mentioned clearly just based on what he saw.

"What did you do in your world?" Thranduil calmed down the ups and downs in his heart, and asked pretending to be calm.

"Well, I have been fighting all year round. When I have nothing to do, I learn to cook, and sometimes I help others with jewelry processing." Hua Lai said lazily.

"You know how to craft jewelry?" Thranduil said in surprise.

"What? Can't I do it?" Hua Lai narrowed his eyes, looking at his surprised look unhappily.

"No." Thranduil shook his head, and said to him curiously: "Most of the elves here judge the tribe of elves by their hair color, and fair-haired elves are not good at fine jewelry processing, so I'm a little surprised. Your blood Do elves know how to craft jewelry?"

Hua Lai was also a little surprised when he heard his words: "Our blood elves don't judge their race based on hair color, but we are very different from night elves. We are smaller in size and fairer in complexion. But according to this For example, their hair color is stellar, purple, green, white, and blue, but our hair color is solar, red, gold, and silver. In addition, the sin'dorei's specialty is indeed famous for jewelry processing. The gemstones we make are exquisite Only the jewel masters of the draenei can match."

Thranduil let out a "huh", and the voice of the elves singing at the banquet came from his ears. The man in front of him was wearing an exquisite dress full of exotic styles. The various exquisite patterns and precious stones inlaid on it were enough to prove that the jewelry said by the other party was The production is excellent, but because of the shaking of the speaking head, his attention can't help but be attracted to the pair of ears of the other party.

Unlike the ears of elves in Middle-earth, which are almost like human beings and only have a pointed protrusion at the top, the ears of elves from another world from Azeroth are really special, extending directly from the pinna, as if It's as straight as a dagger, but because the skin is fair and the top gets pinker, it doesn't look aggressive at all.

Not to mention the sunset now, the sun was setting and the sun was shining obliquely, which made his ears look rosy.

"King Thranduil?" Hua Lai's dissatisfied voice sounded, it was inappropriate to be in a trance in front of him, "What are you thinking?"

Thranduil came back to his senses, the embarrassment was only for a moment, and you can't just say that your ears are too special, special enough to attract people.

"You are my friend, just call me by my name." Thranduil said seriously.

The elves don't have so many complicated thoughts, as long as they like you, they will straightforwardly treat you as a friend.

In this regard, the elves in Middle-earth are much simpler than the elves in Azeroth. At least Hualai likes the elves in this world very much.

While the two chatted, watching the other elves singing and dancing at the banquet, Hua Lai had to admire.Most of the forest elves are good at singing and dancing, and their singing voices are very beautiful. It is not an exaggeration to say that all of them are singers.

Legrice didn't show up all night, and Wallace wasn't stupid enough to ask what he was doing.

In order to thank and welcome him, although this banquet was specially held to cover up the uneasy and sad atmosphere, the elves who died under the butcher's knife of the orc still needed to be resettled by the royal family, and the migration of the village had also begun.

The positive and optimistic spirit of the forest elves is often complained by other Middle-earth kingdoms and races, but their tenacious spirit made them quickly get out of the sadness. A banquet calmed people's emotions and made them follow the king's order in an orderly manner. Do as usual, hunt and pick fruit as usual, and live a normal life.

However, military patrols have become more frequent, and the number of troops stationed on the border has doubled.