A motorcycle journey through the worlds

Chapter 135 Flower Fairy Beast

Upon learning that Lin Yu had fought with the other party without authorization, King Ailon was not happy. Not to mention that this was in his territory, he fought with others without even saying hello to him. More importantly, his daughter was in the hands of the other party. If Arwen was hurt because of Lin Yu's recklessness, King Ailon, as one of the three great elf kings, would never let this arrogant lunatic off easily. At this time, King Ailon selectively forgot that in order to protect the One Ring and the future of the entire continent, he had actually planned to give up his daughter...

However, seeing the figure of his daughter beside Lin Yu, King Ailon felt much better. However, looking at his daughter who only had a soul, King Ailon was also quite irritated.

However, Lin Yu hurriedly explained: "Respected King Ailon, 'Although I saved the soul of Her Royal Highness the Princess, her body is still in the hands of the enemy. You should have seen the attack just now. The enemy's perception is too sharp, so I can't bring her body back. I will provide a temporary body for the princess later.'

"It doesn't matter. Since Arwen's soul has been rescued, the value of her body to the other party has been greatly reduced. It will definitely be much easier to rescue her..."

Afterwards, Lin Yu made a body for Princess Arwen based on the flower fairy beast in Digimon. King Airon saw that since he could transfer his daughter's soul to a dead stone statue, he could naturally make her return to her body, or change a new body... In an instant, several thoughts flashed through the mind of the ecstatic Elf King Airon. And beside him, the Human King Aragorn, with tears on his face, had already hugged the small stone statue in his arms and kissed it.

King Ailon had already thought about these issues, so he naturally wouldn't dwell on them too much. But before he could finish his words, the little elf Princess Yawen, who was tightly embraced by Aragorn but remained silent, struggled to fly out of her lover's arms, floating in the air and shouting loudly: "No~~~! That...that dirty, obscene body, I don't want it anymore~~~! I would rather, I would rather be like this forever!"

After saying these inexplicable words, the elf princess, who already had a tearful face, flew out the door, and her lover Aragorn immediately chased after her in panic.

"What's going on..." The Elf King Ailon looked confused.

"Lord Elrond, let's not discuss the psychological trauma caused by the orcs." Lin Yu said

The artistic accomplishment of the elves is the pinnacle of the entire Middle-earth. When walking on the streets of Rivendell, it feels like stepping into a dreamlike fairy tale. It is early autumn now, and many plants have begun to turn slightly yellow. The wind has also quietly become a little chilly, and from time to time, a few yellow leaves will be rolled into the air, and they are like dancing elves, light and graceful.

Creamy white stone buildings are arranged in an orderly manner on both sides of the street, covered with exquisite sculptures and murals. Some buildings are even directly hollowed out into various patterns, and the ingenious craftsmanship is breathtaking. The lush creepers climb freely on the surface of the buildings, adding a bit of vitality and poetry to them. This style of architecture may not be perfect in terms of practicality, but it is unparalleled in terms of exquisiteness and elegance.

At least, this place is deeply in line with Lin Yu's preferences.

Lin Yu, who successfully rescued Princess Arwen's soul, instantly became a hero that everyone was paying attention to. His mysterious ability to manipulate the power of souls also gave him a mysterious hermit aura. In recent days, although these auras have driven away many malicious but overconfident idiots' harassment, they have also made him a terrifying existence that almost no one dares to approach. After all, in the eyes of everyone, playing with the power of souls has always been the specialty of the demons of hell.

If it weren't for the moment of life and death, no matter how stubborn the elves of Rivendell were, they would know that more power means more hope. For this reason, they are willing to cooperate with "heretics" like Lin Yu. If it were another time or another place, even if Lin Yu, who is different from ordinary people, was not sent to the stake, he would be avoided by these arrogant elves like garbage.

Of course, Lin Yu never took these things to heart. He didn't even notice that the elves in Rivendell had any strange attitude towards him.

Sitting leisurely in the exquisite wheelchair made by the elves, Lin Yu wandered the streets of Rivendell completely relaxed.

During the visit, Lin Yu also tasted Lembas, a unique delicacy of the elves. Lembas is a kind of bread carefully made from whole wheat flour, yeast, butter, eggs, psyllium and other ingredients. Its uniqueness lies in that after adding psyllium, it will swell when it comes into contact with water, giving people a strong sense of fullness, and they can feel full even if they eat a small amount. It is said that this kind of bread not only has the magical effect of prolonging life, but also is wrapped in maolong leaves, giving people a unique and wonderful sensory experience. Lembas is regarded as a precious food of the elves, and only humans who are recognized by the elves will be given it. In addition, there are delicacies such as pumpkin pie, mushrooms and game, but the mushrooms did not have the illusion of a little man when eaten, which made people feel a little less authentic.

The Lord of the Rings Conference, which symbolizes the highest authority in Middle-earth, is finally about to be held.

When one after another, the fully armed and heroic heroes - humans, elves, and dwarves; when one after another, the representatives, envoys, and outstanding people representing the major races and kingdoms of Middle-earth, all arrived in Rivendell, this conference that could determine the future fate of the continent finally officially kicked off on the open-air platform of Rivendell.

Standing under an old tree that required five people to hug, the Elves King Airon began his speech: "Strangers from afar, and old friends, you have been called here to discuss how to deal with the threat from Mordor. Middle-earth is facing the doom of destruction, and no one can survive alone. If we cannot unite as one, we will be destroyed..." Having said that, King Airon looked around. There were only about twenty people sitting here, but they symbolized the highest power on the continent.

Here, there are the noble and elegant elves, humans who are developing and reproducing at an unparalleled speed, the ancient and mysterious Maia, even the hobbits of the Shire who never cared about worldly affairs before, and the dwarves who have been hiding underground and digging all the minerals.