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Hand kiss.

Morgan kissed Galadriel for the first time.

Lord Celeborn and Gandalf were surprised though.

But also felt nothing.

Lady Galadriel's beauty and charm have always been extraordinary.

In Middle-earth, you deal with elves who live near immortality.

Especially in the face of such noble lord-level elves.

Etiquette is a very important thing.

A good etiquette gesture can obviously leave a deep impression on the other party.

The reason why Morgan can do a fairly standard elf kissing etiquette when meeting Galadriel.

It all stems from the past years in the Woodland Kingdom, when Tariel taught his daughters and sons.

By the way, I learned a lot of elf etiquette for Morgan.

"Have seen Lord Celeborn."

Morgan finished his kiss and salute to Galadriel. He stood up very naturally, and bowed slightly to face the side in front of him again. A tall and handsome elf lord saluted in a blue exquisite and luxurious robe.

"Morgan, I've heard your name for a long time."

"Welcome to Lothlorien as a guest"

Celeborn smiled.

Although the appearance looks a little handsome and cold, it is not as friendly as the Eldron elf lord of Rivendell.

But as soon as the other party spoke, Morgan could feel the sincerity in the other party's words.

Not to mention other things, the appearance and cultivation of these elf lords are really nothing to say.

Just a simple greeting.

At this time, Eagle King Gwyhir also came over.

"Lord Celeborn, Mrs. Galadriel, the two of them have been found, and it is time for me to go."

"Stay and dine, the banquet is ready."

"No, next time."

"Okay, then next time."

"Um"

"Goodbye Gandalf."

"Morgan, it's nice to meet you, and I hope you'll have time to visit the Great Wilderness."

"Certainly, I will definitely accept the invitation of Lord Gwyshire."

"That's it."

"goodbye."

"goodbye."

The four of them watched Gwaihir Eagle King fly into the sky and quickly disappeared into the sky.

Morgan and Gandalf, led by Lord Celeborn and Galadriel, walked towards the tree-top city behind them.

When he was on the huge back of the Eagle King, Morgan noticed this magnificent and fantastic tree city.

After Gandalf's introduction, he also knew that the main city of the Golden Forest Lothlorian, "Karas Galadon", grows in this piece of the huge forest that covers the sky and covers the sun.

It has been a long time since I came to this world.

Morgan also saw too much of this world.

Rivendell's idyllic comfort and beauty, Lonely Mountain's Erebor kingdom of majesty, and Mirkwood Woodland's sophistication.

These are a variety of completely different build styles.

Just like the Karas Galadon in front of you, the city on the tree built on the huge maolong tree, is completely a style of fantasy scenery.

Lord Celeborn and Gandalf went ahead, and they kept talking.

Galadriel accompanied Morgan a little behind and two steps ahead.

The two of them are naturally much less.

Morgan quietly watched the very different styles in front of him, almost completely different from the scenery of the two elf lands of Rivendell and the Woodland Kingdom.

Galadriel sensed where Morgan was looking, and introduced a sentence or two from time to time.

It didn't take long.

Morgan and Gandalf were taken to a tree garden.

The garden is not too big, but the decoration and construction style are very harmonious with the whole Maolong woodland, which looks like a natural tree garden.

The exquisite long wooden dining table has been filled with delicious food.

Pretty much the same food Morgan ate at the banquet when Morgan was first received by Lord Eldron in Rivendell years ago.

There are a large number of red, green, cyan, purple and other bright and crystal clear fruit delicacies on the table.

The four of them took their seats.

Lord Celeborn stretched out his hand, and the elf waiter who was holding an exquisite wine bottle handed over the wine in his hand.

A soft and melodious musical sound also rang out.

"Tast it, Calas Galaton's wine."

"Gandalf used to say he wasn't drinking enough"

"Ha ha."

Celeborn poured wine for Morgan Gandalf himself.

The banquet for four also started in the tree garden in Maolongnei.

After eating it quickly, I filled my stomach a little.

Celeborn was quick to inquire about the dark abyss of Moria from which Gandalf and Morgan had fallen.

With the more familiar Gandalf, Morgan naturally listened quietly, and only said a few words when he asked himself.

Gandalf talked about why he chose to take the road of Moria's mines this time, and the monsters in Moria's Simon Dark Valley.

Finally, when Morgan was swallowed by a monster and dragged to the bottom, he finally killed the monster underwater.

The two rulers of Lothlorien clearly expressed surprise and admiration.

The human Morgan in front of him does not have the slightest bloodline identity and background, and the reputation he has today can be said to be completely dependent on himself.

Such a character, not to mention other personalities, is worthy of the respect of any free race based on the other's deeds and strengths.

When Morgan suddenly asked Lothlorien if the two rulers knew what the monster in Dark Creek was.

Galadriel pondered for a while, and then said: "That monster seemed to be called the "Water Watcher" a long time ago. No one knows how it appeared, and no one knows the meaning of its existence."

Galadriel put an end to the problem.

Gandalf then continued to speak, and soon talked about the appearance of the ancient flame demon.

"We fought Morgoth on the bridge of Kazadum"

"We fell into the abyss and fought the Balrog in the underground river."

"We fought the Balrog to the snow and ice of Silvertooth Peak."

"In the end, Morgan stabbed Gramdrin deep into the Balrog's chest and killed the Balrog."

Gandalf said here.

Celeborn and Galadriel were truly moved.

That is the ancient flame demon who has lived from ancient times to the present, and is an important follower of "Morgoth (Mirko)", the once loyal existence of the current Dark Lord Sauron of Modo.

The Balrog is an ancient powerful monster that is not even a bird of Sauron.

The veracity of what came out of Gandalf's mouth is beyond doubt.

Morgan was able to kill the Balrog, and his powerful strength and contribution to the free races of the whole Middle-earth world were extremely important.

The two Golden Forest rulers looked at Morgan with more respect.

"Without Gandalf's restraint and help, I can't kill the Balrog"

Seeing Gandalf speaking here, Morgan also smiled and said.

"Yes, maybe you all noticed mine was different."

As Gandalf spoke, he naturally returned to this most important matter.

Because of who Morgan was and what he did.

Gandalf did not shy away from Morgan at all about his transformation.

Upon seeing this, Lord Celeborn and Galadriel gained a deeper understanding of the relationship between Gandalf and Morgan.

The four sat in the tree garden and dined, chatting about the Balrog, about the Demon Lord Sauron, about Saruman of Isengard, about Gandalf turning into a wizard in white, and about the entire Middle-earth currently facing The predicament of the expedition team was easily discussed.

When Morgan asked about the situation and whereabouts of the expedition.

"They were in a bad situation when they came to Calas Galla, but here they are much better," Celeborn said.

"You two came a step late, just yesterday, they left here by boat."

"But Modo's eyes have been fixed on them, and there are orcs following them, they are in danger now."

When Lord Celeborn finished speaking.

Morgan suddenly asked, "Can we catch them if we leave as soon as possible?"

"It's possible, but you definitely won't be able to leave today."

Galadriel smiled and said, "Mithrandir's robe and staff will take time to make."

"You have just experienced the battle with Morgoth, and you also need a good rest."

Galadriel's smile was too much for Morgan and Gandalf to refuse.

So, after the banquet is over.

The two naturally rested in Calas Galaton.

He was taken by the elf servants here to the exquisite tree-hole room at the foot of the Maolong forest tree.

Gandalf paused for a while, and was called away again by the elven servants.

Morgan didn't care either, Gandalf and Celeborn and Galadriel were friends for years.

It's normal to have some things between friends that are inconvenient to say in front of you.

In the past few days, in the underground of the Underground River, in the snow peak Silver Teeth Peak (the place name learned from Galadriel) for several days.

Morgan hasn't slept much.

At this time, the environment is extremely safe, natural and comfortable, Karas Galaton.

Morgan fell asleep quickly and unconsciously on the soft pillow.

Anduin River.

A section of the river is full of lush mountains and mountains on both sides, and the river is wide and fast.

A small fleet of three delicate ferries was on the way.

The three-ship and eight-man team was naturally the Fellowship of the Ring expedition headed by Aragorn.

It's been a few days since Rothlorien.

At this time, everyone was not far from the "Lalos Falls", the end point of this Anduin River journey.

The light group in the sky was completely westward.

The sky darkened.

Aragorn then called three ferries to dock.

The eight tied up the ferry, found a flat ground on the river bank, and started a fire to prepare for dinner.

Sam is busy with dinner.

The other members sat around the bonfire, all of them silent.

Even though he was entertained by Lord Celeborn in Lothlorien not long ago.

Received a soothing and parting gift from the beautiful Lady Galadriel.

But as long as everyone talks about Gandalf and Morgan, the atmosphere in the team will be silent at the speed of sight.

Especially for the sensitive Frodo.

And, as the team gets closer and closer to Modo.

The atmosphere in the expedition team also became a little restless.

After supper, Legolas and Gimli and Pippinmery, the two hobbits, soon fell asleep.

Sam packs the cutlery.

Frodo sat alone, with a dazed expression on his face.

Not far from the water's edge.

Boromir was looking at a slowly moving shadow on the water in the distance behind him.

Aragorn stepped forward and whispered, "That's Gollum, it's been following us since the Moria mine."

"I thought I could shake it out of the river, but it's too familiar with water."

Aragorn whispered and walked aside.

But Boromir couldn't help it, and immediately looked at Aragorn and said, "If it tells Modo where we are now, it would be dangerous for us to continue crossing the river."

"Aragorn, Minas Tirith is safer. We can reorganize our strength there and go to Modo better. Let's go to Gondor?"

Boromir looked at Aragorn and said in a deep voice, his eyes full of hope, even prayer.

"No, Gondor doesn't do us any favors." Aragorn still shook his head.

Boromir had been trying to convince Aragorn to lead his party to Gondor these days, but Aragorn was unmoved.

Finally, Boromir couldn't bear it any longer, looked at Aragorn and asked in a deep voice, "Why?"

"Why can you easily believe in elves, but you don't want to believe in us humans?"

"Yes, we have shortcomings, but we humans also have courage and a sense of honor!"

"But you just won't admit it!"

"Don't go!"

Boromir grabbed Aragorn and continued to ask loudly, "You are afraid, you are afraid!"

"Your whole life is hidden in the shadows!"

"You're afraid of your birth, you're afraid of your identity."

Aragorn looked at the hysterical Boromir, and said with a very calm expression: "I will never let the Lord of the Rings approach your city!"

After Aragorn finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the resting place.

Boromir stood behind him, looking at the dark water, his face gloomy and clenching his fists.

Ross Lorian.

In the morning, the sky was just bright.

Karasgaraton, before the quiet ferry where the expedition was bid farewell.

Morgan wearing a dark red dragon scale mail inside and a dark green delicate elf robe cloak outside.

Gandalf, holding a pure white staff, wearing a pure white robe inside, and a dark green Lothlorien robe and cloak outside, was saying goodbye to Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel.

Celeborn kept talking to Gandalf in the distance.

Morgan stood before Galadriel.

Galadriel, who is still wearing a long white dress today, looks extraordinarily elegant and beautiful.

She smiled and looked at Morgan: "Morgan, I wanted to give you a long sword, but you already have "Glamdrin"."

"I want to give you armor, and you also have scales forged from the dragon scales of the evil dragon Smaug."

"I can only give you the bow of Galazmin"

As Galadriel said, he picked up a beautiful longbow with a pale yellow slender body and a bag of sharp forged arrows from the servant tray behind him and handed it to Morgan.

If Legolas had been here, he would have recognized that the longbow that Lady Galadriel presented to Morgan at this time was the same kind of longbow that was presented to him.

"You are covered in mist"

"You have a light shining on you."

"Stay strong, and may the blessings of Lothlorien be with you forever."

Came to Calas Galaton for the third day.

Morgan and Gandalf set off with the blessings of Celeborn and Lady Galadriel.

The little ferry carried Morgan and Gandalf with dry food and drinks.

Proceed quickly in the direction of the Anduin River ahead.