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Chapter 19: River Girl Goldberry

"Welcome, my good guest!"

The woman stood up from the chair, stepped lightly over the pottery basin at her feet, and ran towards him with a sweet smile.

"I am Goldberry, the daughter of the river. Old Tom said that a young wizard has come to the forest. We haven't had any guests here for a long time. You must be very hungry. Come and have something to eat!"

"At your service, Lady Goldberry, I am the wizard Duyle." Duyle bowed slightly with a serious expression.

Tom Bombadil's identity is unknown.

And the lady in front of me who looks like an elf has a mysterious identity too.

In the ballad of Buckland, Goldberry is the daughter of the Lady of Willow Creek, a water nymph who playfully grabs Tom by the beard and drags him into the water one day as he passes by the river.

From then on, Tom fell in love with Goldberry, and soon after, the two got married and lived in a cottage on the banks of Willow River.

Although the accuracy of the Buckland ballad cannot be confirmed, goldberry is indeed closely related to Willow River.

Seeing Dui's serious look, Jinmei was stunned for a moment, and then a bright smile appeared on her face.

"What a gentleman young man! Please make yourself at home. This is Tom Bombadil's residence, and all friendly guests are welcome."

Invited by Goldberry to sit at the table, Tom also walked in and introduced himself to Dee with joy and pride:
"Ah, it seems you've already met each other, but I still want to solemnly introduce you to my beautiful wife, Goldberry. She is my soul mate and the source of my joy! I really can't imagine how boring life would be without her by my side!"

Sitting next to Tom, Goldberry smiled very gently, looked at her husband with eyes full of love, took his hand and said, "Oh, Tom, I love you very much too. I can't imagine life without you. It would be so dark!"

Watching the two of them expressing their love to each other without paying attention to others, Dui silently put down the sausage in his hand.

He felt a little full.

And a bit redundant.

However, the couple finally did not forget that they had a guest, Dui. They kept feeding Dui enough dog food and enthusiastically treated him with various delicacies. It was not until Dui really could not eat anymore that they stopped adding rice with some regret.

After dinner it was time to chat. Tom was like a cheerful child who knew nothing of sorrow. He talked incessantly in a poetic tone about a tree, a flower, and a leaf he saw. In his description, everything seemed to have color, vivid and lively.

And Jinmei is a perfect listener. She always looks at her husband with gentle and focused eyes and listens carefully to those interesting stories.

Dui was also immersed in this atmosphere, unconsciously immersed in it. As Tom narrated, those vivid images kept emerging in his mind. He seemed to witness the growth of a tree, the blooming of a flower, and the withering of a leaf with his own eyes. He seemed to be immersed in it, becoming a wisp of wind, a stone, a tree...

In this kind of perception, Dui's soul seemed to break free from its shackles, becoming purer and more powerful. His mental strength skyrocketed, and the magic power in his body also grew at a rapid rate.

Under the influence of his magic, green grass grew on the ground of the house, wood such as tables, chairs and benches took root again, countless gorgeous flowers bloomed on the walls, and the water lilies planted in the ceramic pots also bloomed.

And the change has spread outside the house, with the lawn and garden growing rapidly.

When Dui came out of this wonderful state, he saw a scene as if he was in a garden and green forest, surrounded by countless green plants.

Did he do this?
Dui looked at Tom and Goldberry, who were looking at the plants and flowers growing on the table with curiosity. He was a little flustered and apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, Tom, Ms. Goldberry, I didn't mean to do that. I don't know what happened..."

Tom interrupted Dui's apology, looking very happy, and said cheerfully: "Don't apologize, Dui, I like it this way! Look, we are surrounded by flowers and green plants, it's great!"

He picked a golden marigold and tucked it behind his wife's ear. "Darling, this beautiful flower suits you best!" "Oh, thank you, darling." Goldenberry smiled even more gently, turning to Duy to comfort her, her eyes brimming with joy. "Please don't be upset, Duy. Actually, I should thank you. My water lilies have all bloomed! That's wonderful news!"

Seeing that the two had no intention of blaming him, Dui finally relaxed.

Feeling the abundant spirit and surging magic power, and recalling the wonderful state just now, Dui was excited and surprised.

He remembered that he fell into that state after listening to Tom's story. The feeling was like the enlightenment in the stories of immortal cultivation. It was very magical. It was only a moment of enlightenment, but it caused earth-shaking changes in his spirit and magic.

He knew that this adventure was brought to him by Tom, so he stood up and bowed solemnly to Tom to thank him: "Tom, I really don't know how to express my gratitude. Doyle is willing to serve you!"

Tom waved his hand, looking nonchalant. "I've told stories to many guests who come here, but they haven't been in your situation. There's no need to thank me."

"And I've already received your thanks, haven't I?" Tom pointed at the clusters of flowers around him, his blue eyes sparkling with admiration. "This is the best gift!"

Dui stopped thanking Tom after hearing this, but kept the gratitude in his heart. Although he knew that Tom was so powerful that he didn't need to repay him at all, if he had the chance to repay him, he would try his best to do it.

It was late at night. After saying goodbye to Tom and the Goldberry couple, Dui was arranged to stay in the guest room.

The soft quilt made Dui drowsy. His hazy eyes fell on the tree heart beside the bed. He thought that he would ask Tom tomorrow, and then he gradually fell asleep.

The next day, Dui woke up from his dream to the sound of beautiful singing.

After breakfast, Dui finally found an opportunity, took out the heart of the old willow tree, and asked Tom how to carve this iron-hard heart.

Tom took the heartwood and flicked it with his fingers. Listening to the crisp sound of metal and stone, he nodded. "This is the heartwood of Old Man Willow, right? It is indeed a good material for making a wand."

Then, in response to Dui's question, he said, "I can indeed carve this tree heart into any shape and size you want, but I think you would prefer to do it yourself?"

Dui nodded. He really wanted to make his own wand.

"So, Tom, do you have a knife sharp enough to cut through the heart of the tree?"

Tom picked up a knife and cut off a piece of the tree core as easily as cutting tofu, then handed the knife and the cut piece of tree core to him.

"It doesn't matter to me whether a knife is sharp or not, so I don't have any magical weapons you want."

Dui took the knife in surprise and used it to cut the tree heart in disbelief. As a result, he found that the knife was really just an ordinary knife and could not leave even a trace on the tree heart.

Well, he couldn't learn this skill.

Dui was a little disappointed. Did he have to look for magical weapons before he could make a magic wand with the tree heart?

"But if you want a knife to cut the heart of a tree, I know a place where you can find it," Tom continued.

Dui suddenly felt hopeful and asked quickly, "Where is it?"

Tom pointed to the hill behind the house. "That's the Barrow-downs, where many Númenóreans are buried. I've seen the weapons they forged before. They cut through iron like mud. They're truly divine weapons for humans. I think they can help you."

"The only problem is that the Barrow Hills has been invaded by dark forces and wights are rampant. It's very dangerous. I don't recommend you go there."

(End of this chapter)