Wizard: This witcher is neglecting his duties.

Chapter 240 Rivendell and the Mission Commission

Looking down at the handsome Elf King, Wayne met his gaze for a few seconds and saw that his eyes were calm and there was no hostility in them.

Wayne considered for a moment, then controlled the magic flying carpet to slowly descend to the ground.

He waved to Deathclaw, and the terrifying beast immediately snorted like a puppy obeying its master's command, then lowered its head and ran away.

Through their long time together, it learned that its owner didn't like its current dirty, blood-covered appearance and that it needed to find water to clean itself.

After Robin left, Wayne looked at the silver-armored knight and the Elf King, who were visibly more relaxed, bowed slightly, and said:

"Your Majesty Elrond, I am Wayne, a human adventurer. My companion and I were attacked by orcs while passing through this area."

"I have defeated them, and my companions are nearby. Among them is one you should recognize—Gandalf the Wizard. We are discussing whether to go to the Valley and seek your help."

Upon hearing Wayne mention Gandalf's name, Elrond, the Elvenking, relaxed slightly. He gestured to the silver-armored knights behind him, signaling them to lower their guard, and then spoke very politely to Wayne:

"This is the area of ​​the Valley. Human adventurer, I wonder where Gandalf is now?"

Wayne pointed in the direction he had just flown from and replied:

"They should be here soon, Your Majesty, accompanied by the dwarf prince Thorin and the brown-robed wizard Radagast."

Wayne has a very calm demeanor and a mysterious background. In addition, the power of Deathclaw is so fierce that it is hard to fathom its strength.

Elrond's eyes flickered slightly upon hearing those names, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he continued to scrutinize Wayne, and a brief silence fell between them.

Wayne showed no embarrassment whatsoever, openly surveying the silver-armored elven knights behind Elrond.

The elves of Middle-earth, as the favorites of the creator god, are all tall, handsome, and have excellent looks and temperament. The knights behind Elrond not only possess the natural beauty of the elves, but also have the resilience unique to warriors, making them quite pleasing to the eye.

What interested Wayne the most was that there were actually several female elven knights among them, who were beautiful and had a heroic air, making this old lecherous man unable to resist the urge to taste them.

Unfortunately, most elves in this world are very loyal in love, so relationships between lovers and casual sex partners are unlikely to work here. The idea of ​​having a quick fling would be met with disdain from many people.

Just as Wayne was lost in thought, Gandalf and Thorin came into view.

Upon seeing Wayne's silver-armored knights, Gandalf and the brown-robed wizard Radagast did not hesitate at all; instead, they quickened their pace and headed towards them.

Thorin and the other dwarves were noticeably slower, their expressions and actions filled with hesitation and reluctance. They had clearly realized that the people here were elves and did not want to deal with them.

However, at Gandalf's urging, the two groups quickly reunited.

Leaving aside the somewhat awkward meeting, with Gandalf, a wizard renowned throughout Middle-earth, as their guarantor, Wayne and his party quickly gained Elrond's trust and, led by the Elvenking, entered the Valley and arrived at Rivendell.

This was Wayne's first time visiting this beautiful valley known as a paradise on earth, and the first time he realized that there were such beautiful and pleasant places in the world.

The architectural style of Rividale is not the kind of glittering and magnificent, but rather full of the pastoral and idyllic artistic sense unique to elves. It not only complements the beautiful surrounding environment, but also reveals the ingenuity of the elven people in every detail, making people feel very comfortable.

Wayne ignored the awkward conversation and probing between the elves and dwarves, and casually arranged a secluded corner for the incredibly intimidating Robin to stay there.

Then, guided by a beautiful female elf, they toured the surrounding scenery while trying to strike up a conversation with the graceful female elf. After a polite exchange, they were taken to the residence arranged for them by the Elf King.

However, after only a short rest, the beautiful female elf came to inform him that the Elf King's luncheon had begun, and the entire expedition team had been invited to have lunch together.

Mentioning this luncheon reminded Wayne of the dwarves' rude and comical behavior in the original movie.

It must be said that in Middle-earth, elves represent elegance and etiquette, while dwarves represent savage bravery and pettiness.

Perhaps this description is inappropriate, but elves are more like upper-class figures in society, elegant and polite, with excellent self-cultivation. Even if they hate you or dislike you, they will not show it very obviously. They will still treat you properly and then kill you without mercy.

Dwarves are like good brothers from the lower rungs of society. They will joke with you, play around and fight with you. When something goes wrong, you will all stand together. But they often mess things up, like to steal chickens and dogs, and are not respectable.

Although dwarves are disliked by other races because of their greedy nature, it must be said that if you can become friends with them, they will often lend a helping hand without fear of danger when you encounter difficulties.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the dishes served at the Elf King's luncheon consisted entirely of fruits and vegetables, a type of food that the dwarves disliked. Coupled with their already low opinion of the elves, the luncheon quickly turned into a farce of dwarves singing, dancing, and playing around, causing the surrounding elves to frown in disapproval.

Fortunately, Elrond, the Elvenking, was a leader of remarkable magnanimity. He did not blame the dwarves for their rudeness and treated them with great courtesy, seemingly without any resentment.

Rivendell truly deserves its reputation as the last home of all good creatures in Middle-earth, and Elrond, as its lord, is indeed worthy of respect.

After the luncheon, Wayne did not continue to fool around with the dwarves. Instead, he took the initiative to find Elrond, the Elvenking, who was talking with Gandalf, and spoke his request.

"Is there something you need, Mr. Wayne?"

With Gandalf as his guarantor and having witnessed Wayne's strength, Elrond also showed his respect for Wayne. A person's strength often represents his status, and no leader would ignore such a powerful adventurer.

Wayne didn't mince words. Ever since he got three high-level quests from Thorin, he had tasted the sweetness of success and started actively seeking out quests. Actively seeking out the Elf King was also an experiment.

"Your Majesty Elrond, as I have mentioned before, I am a human adventurer, and what I enjoy most is helping kind people and dealing with their most troublesome problems."

"As you've probably noticed, I'm quite strong, and my greatest strength lies in combat. I wonder if there are any enemies in Rivendell that I need to deal with, such as orcs, ferocious beasts, or other evil creatures."

"You can entrust such tasks to me. As long as you pay me a satisfactory fee, I will help you eliminate those enemies that are giving you a headache."

Upon hearing Wayne's straightforward statement, Gandalf and Elrond were both slightly taken aback. Then, they exchanged a glance. As the owners of the Ring of Fire and the Ring of Air of the Elven Three Realms, the two immediately began communicating using the team voice chat of the three Elven rings.

While the profession of adventurer does exist in Middle-earth, most of them are actually mercenaries or thugs, low-class figures who risk their lives to explore ruins or the wilderness for wealth and status.

Wayne, however, was clearly not that kind of person. But both Gandalf and Elrond were curious about Wayne's strength while maintaining a certain level of wariness. After all, they were not very familiar with each other and did not trust each other enough. They would not take it upon themselves to pull Wayne into their inner circle and tell him secrets that could not be easily revealed to others.

However, now, faced with Wayne's request for a mission, after a brief discussion, the Elven King Elrond coughed lightly, his expression kind, and politely asked:

"Mr. Wayne, Rivendell has always been quite peaceful. So far, there are no hostile forces against us, and the beasts around us have all been driven away by our knights."

"However, if you are willing to accept a combat assignment, we do have a mission that we can entrust to you."

"But before that, I need to know what kind of compensation you're talking about?"

"Is it gold?"

Upon hearing this, Wayne exchanged glances with Gandalf and Elrond, shook his head slightly, and said:

"Your Majesty, although I also greatly admire gold, I have already made a pact with Prince Thorin. If I help him reclaim Lonely Mountain and kill Smaug, he will give me one-third of the entire treasure of Lonely Mountain."

"I think that once I complete this contract, I will never lack gold again."

"So, I want to get some magical things or magical items from the elves."

"I am very interested in this kind of thing, and if the price is right, I am even willing to exchange some precious items that I have collected from other places with you."

"For example, these three swords are treasures I found in my past adventures. You can all take a look."

As he spoke, Wayne waved his hand and conjured three exquisite weapons from his spatial bracelet—three ancient elven swords that he had obtained from the ogre cave.

Upon seeing the three swords, Elrond and Gandalf's eyes lit up slightly. Both were knowledgeable and discerning individuals, and they immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of the three swords.

Furthermore, Wayne's ability to conjure objects out of thin air greatly surprised the Elven King, as this kind of spatial magic was almost unheard of in Middle-earth.

After obtaining Wayne's permission, the Elvenking and Gandalf each picked up an Elven sword and began to examine it closely, either carefully observing the inscriptions and Elven language on the scabbards or drawing the swords to expose their gleaming blades to the air.

After a long pause, Elrond, the Elvenking, sighed softly, sheathed his gleaming sword, and remarked with a touch of melancholy:

"These two swords were forged by the Gondolin elves during the First Age. They were once the swords of King Turgon of Gondolin. They are incredibly sharp and exceptionally strong, and are extremely lethal to dark creatures. When an orc approaches its wielder, these two swords can also glow as a warning."

"I remember their names, Gramdrin and Orcrest, also known as the Hammer of Attack and the Beastbite Sword. They were swords that killed hundreds of Orcs in the past and made the Orc race tremble with fear."

"It is truly heartening to see them again today, Mr. Wayne."

"I will consider your request to exchange magical items in detail and give you an answer in a while."

Elrond glanced at Gandalf, who was deep in thought, then thought for a moment and said:

"On your way to Lonely Mountain, you will pass through the Misty Mountains, where an evil orc clan resides."

They established an orc town in the mountains, and taking advantage of the complex terrain of the Misty Mountains and the various underground tunnels, they harassed all living beings in the surrounding area, burning, killing, looting, and committing all sorts of atrocities.

"If you are willing to defeat these orks for the sake of the creatures of Middle-earth, Mr. Wayne, we in Rivendell are willing to pay a great reward for it."

As Elrond the Elf King finished speaking, Wayne immediately heard a system notification.

Ding! Quest triggered: [Defeat the Orc Clan of the Misty Mountains], Master level. Accept?

Upon hearing the mission, Wayne didn't rashly accept it immediately. Instead, he carefully examined the mission requirements and discovered that it wasn't about killing every orc in the Misty Mountains, but rather about inflicting heavy damage on the clan.

Without any hesitation, Wayne immediately accepted the challenge.

In his mind, the Orc clan of the Misty Mountains was one of the main forces of the orcs in the War of the Five Armies. He believed that this mission could be completed no matter what, the only difference being the amount of effort put in.

Wayne laughed, nodded to Gandalf and Elrond, and said:

"This commission is no problem. I have always hated these filthy orcs. Given the chance, I will not hold back against these evil monsters and will do my best to cripple their forces."

"As for the reward for this task, let's discuss it after I achieve results."

"Before that, I wish to read the Elven library. Your Majesty Elrond, I am very interested in the long history of the Elves, and I hope you can grant me this request."

(End of this chapter)