Chapter 861 Iron Horse and Ice River Comes to Dream

"Hiss! Can the Goblin's crappy mage make such a move?" Elrond picked up a bunch of soil from the ground and looked disbelieving. Although the Goblin also has his own mage, the probability of birth even the orc shamans crying when they see it. How could they raise a sage who can play forbidden spells? Or would they gather a group of forbidden spells?

"Sir, aren't they?" Lin De beside him said in confusion.

"I can't say who took action..." Elrond shook his head and said regretfully. Under the influence of the forbidden spell element turbulence, even using prophecy or reshaping skills, he could not see clearly what happened in the past, so Elrond could only guess by himself.

"Who do you say has hatred for us and humanity?" Elrond changed his mind in the sense that he could not think of who the murderer was and who was the vested interests.

"Orc?" Linde tentatively.

"Maybe they are!" Elrond said to Lind as if he was looking for a circle of people who could make such a big noise. The orcs living in the vast northern land do not lack high-end spell casters. As long as they can find them with their heart, all kinds of high-level professions can always be found in places like the Gu farm in the northern wasteland!

"Then we probably have to increase our alert level! The Lagrangians are as foggy as the mountains are full of mist, which will probably completely anger the orcs... I'm afraid they will hit Rivendell by then!" Lind said with some concern.

"Just strengthen your guard. If those animals really dare to come to Rivendell... I can't ask for it!" Elrond narrowed his eyes. The death and injuries of a large number of tribe members made Elrond, who looked strong, extremely sad! The elves of nearly a thousand people! If you don't understand what a painful method is, you can imagine Roland's expression management after a knight order was carried away by the forbidden spell...

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"Rosgaburg? Can the Beorns actually build a castle fortress here?" Aragon was shocked at Rosgaburg, which was backed by the forest. In his impression, the Beorns were like the Dunedans, and basically had no fixed city. As a result, the poor brothers of that year actually created the castle fortress! Obviously, it shocked Aragon.

"Well, after the Junlin family entered the old pass area, the Beorns here stabilized. They began to develop villages and settlements, renovated Fort Rosgar and stationed!" Legolas introduced.

"The Lagrangers brought hope and vitality to this area, and the Beorne people are no longer fighting alone!" Legolas sighed.

"I can't wait to see this powerful kingdom!" Aragon's eyes were full of longing. Aragon is now trying to learn to become a king, and Roland is his best answer.

(Roland: Hehe! What level do you compare to me? I, Roland, have all my talents and efforts today! System! Recruitment!)

You won't be disappointed!" Legolas patted Aragon on the shoulder.

"Let's go! Let's try the Beorne pastries, their skills have made many people praise it!" Legolas smiled.

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"Welcome! Travelers from afar!" In the warm and clean tavern, a chef Beoren wiped his hands and walked over to entertain him.

"What do you guys who come from afar need? Maybe you need to dust off your body? Some barbecue to warm your hungry stomach? A small honey cake can awaken your taste buds, and of course delicious ale can clean up your thirsty throats?" The chef welcomed warmly.

"Get a plate of barbecue, two honey cakes, one cream soup, um... and two more glasses of ale!" Legolas took off his hood and took out his purse and handed it to the cook a silver coin.

"Ah! Dear Elf Ranger, welcome to the Big Belly Tavern as a guest!" The cook looked at the handsome Legolas in surprise, and the elf's handsome face made the cook shook his mind.

"Thank you!" Legolas smiled warmly, which made the cook blush. She covered her face and ran to the kitchen quickly.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Aragon teased.

"Okay, don't be poor! It's winter soon, drink some warm body!" Legolas looked at the red fireplace and came out of the Shinto.

"The north of this place is very cold and young people! It will snow heavily soon!" The old man eating beside him smiled and advised as he looked at the two men wearing thin leather armor.

"Yes! Thank you for your reminder!" Aragon smiled friendly and raised the water cup in his hand to signal.

"Your meal! Use it slowly!" Aragon turned around and saw the chef looking at Legolas with a affectionate look on his face.

"Ahem!" Aragon coughed lightly.

"Thank you! Have a meal!" Legolas smiled and politely declined the cook's admiration and then smiled at Aragon.

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After eating and drinking, the two walked out of the tavern and looked at the bustling northern people on the street and wandered around.

"Shut!" Aragon shook the rattle in front of him with interest.

"Huh? This is fun!" Legolas played with the wooden man in front of him who could move his limbs, and under his skillful hands, the wooden man changed various positions.

"It's getting late today, so we probably can't rush the road!" Legolas whispered to Aragorn, who was having fun.

"Then let's stay here tonight? I just saw the tavern over there and there was a stay service!" Aragon pointed to the direction of the tavern behind him.

"Okay! Then let's live here!" Legolas nodded.

"This place is more lively than I thought!" Aragon sighed. It was unexpected for Aragon to have a city on this land. After all, the city means stability and security. Originally, Beorn's homeless people were unable to build a fixed large city under the harassment of orcs.

"The cavalry of the Kingdom of Lagrang crushed the backbone of the orcs. Those powerful knights conquered most of the northern border with their iron hooves. They protected all the tribes in the north!" Legolas looked at Aragon and said calmly. Although he was an elves, he had to admit that the current dominant leader of the northern border was humans. If Lagrang's Knights were the foundation for them to stand here, the powerful dragon knights were their majestic superstructure, suppressing anyone who dared to offend them!

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"Crack!" The flames of the fireplace slowly rose, and the originally cold room gradually warmed up, which made the two of them unable to help but relax.

"Two guests, please rest early, the night here is very long!" The guy respectfully retreated after adding charcoal to the fireplace.

"Okay, trouble!" The two nodded to the clerk and watched him close the door.

"Yes, although it is not exquisite and luxurious, it is still clean!" Legolas patted the bed and said.

"Go to bed early, and you have to go to work tomorrow!" Aragorn, a little tired, didn't care about these things. After all, he has never been a delicate noble young master, and such conditions are already very good.

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"Huh~" A sharp cold wind blew.

"Kill!" In the white mist, an iron cavalry broke through the ice and snow and rushed out. They waved their weapons and slashed the orcs wantonly, and the black blood melted the ice layer by the river.

"Father!" Aragon looked at the leading knight and his pupils shrank.

"Hey! Aragorn wake up!" Legolas's voice faintly came.
Chapter completed!