Chapter 234 Celebration
Beacons are no longer rare to Levi.
Because he likes to run around, he has been to Hell many times in the past few years. When passing by the Hell Fortress, he just cut down a bunch of Withers.
The drop rate of Wither Skulls is not high, but Levi cuts a large number of them. Even if he doesn't look for them intentionally, he just cuts them when he sees them. Over time, he has accumulated a lot of them.
If you have a Wither Skull, you naturally have to use it. There are quite a few Nether Stars stored in the castle now. They are all dropped by going to hell to summon Wither Skulls and chopping them for fun when you are bored.
When you need the beacon, just synthesize it and you're done.
Now beacons have become a common item in roadside forts. There is one in hospitals, squares, military camps and other places where they might be used, and they are all fully stacked.
It’s just that, there are many beacons in the roadside forts, but they have not been placed in other territories.
To ask is to forget.
In addition to being beautiful, the biggest help that beacons provide in life is actually restoring life.
But since the popularity of crops like watermelon, the production of instant recovery potions has also increased dramatically, and can be supplied for both military and civilian use. In this way, the life recovery effect provided by the beacon is no longer a necessity.
But something is better than nothing. This gathering is a good opportunity to talk to the heads of various regions and ask them to make arrangements for them.
"A celebration party."
——When Levi announced the news, not only Roadside Castle, but all the territories covered by the Free City-State began to plan related matters.
Levi waved his hand and gave out several more days of vacation.
But before that.
Inside the castle, several people stared with their eyes wide open at the star of the netherworld covered by glass behind the main throne. The star was whiter than mithril, brighter than the finest diamonds, and more flawless and pure than anything in the world.
“I’m not really willing to say this.”
Thorin took several deep breaths before saying, "But... it looks even more perfect than the Heart of the Mountain."
Pure, flawless, shining, and possessing some magical powers of its own.
This thing, like the golden apple, conforms to the aesthetic taste of most life forms in the world and will be admired by all races.
Dwarves, elves, humans...
Even -
"it's beautiful."
Even Gandalf couldn't help but come closer to observe.
If he had not seen the Silmaril with his own eyes, he would have thought that was the thing inside.
"Of all the beautiful things I have ever seen, its brilliance is second only to that of the Two Trees, though the memory of that is dim and distant to me."
"Thanks."
Levi knew the value of these words.
That was about as high a compliment as could be uttered from Gandalf.
But it is really amazing when you think about it carefully, whether it is the golden apple or the star of the netherworld, some creations of MC are always so beautiful and have some fairy tale and legend attributes.
It may be very shocking, but it does not seem particularly alternative or out of place, especially in this world.
There have always been similar things, but they are not as powerful or absolute.
At this time, allies from all sides were on their way.
Beorn, the leader of the Beorn clan, the messengers sent by the elves, the wanderers...all the forces that received the news came to watch the ceremony and witness it.
"Ahem, sorry, I forgot to call you when I came."
Facing Beorn, who had an indescribable expression on his face, Levi felt a little guilty.
"If my bees hadn't produced bees as big as human heads out of thin air after eating the flowers of the cherry tree, I would have thought you had abandoned us."
"Forgive me, I was just, uh, busy..."
Levi himself didn't believe what he said.
In fact, it was just because the territory of the Beorn clan was only recently claimed as their own territory, and I forgot about it in a moment of confusion.
I was so focused on inspecting the road construction results that I accidentally ran past it...
"It's Bud's fault for not warning me."
Bud looked over with confusion.
"What?"
"Well let's not talk about that. Our other friends are here and I have to go check them out."
"welcome."
As soon as he finished speaking, Levi walked towards the city gate, only to see several elves riding horses in front and behind.
One of them was the deputy of the Woodland Kingdom, the elf whose horse was stolen by Legolas in Lake Town.
"Originally, this wasn't my job." The deputy sighed.
In this kind of situation, normally Thranduil would send his son Legolas to show his importance, but now, since Legolas was still wandering around outside and had not returned home, and Thranduil was unwilling to leave the Woodland Kingdom, he could only send his deputy.
Although this deputy usually has a low presence, his status in the Woodland Kingdom is not low. He is always the first to hear the king's orders, so letting him come is considered a sign of great respect.
After greeting the deputy of the Woodland Kingdom, it was the elves from the Valley.
Leading them was Elrond, Lord of Rivendell.
Unlike Thranduil, the old otaku who has not set foot out of the forest for thousands of years, Elrond is relatively active and leads his team out every now and then to clear out the nearby Orcs.
However, ever since the first group of rangers from Roadside Castle went out for internship, he had not had much chance to go out. There were really not many orcs nearby, so he had no chance to stretch his muscles.
"Long time no see."
"We meet again."
The two people greeted each other at the same time, but the content and meaning were different.
"It's amazing how much has changed here in just a few years."
Elrond sighed, his eyes turning towards the beam of light above the castle.
He had discovered the beacon years before when it was first lowered, but due to the elven sense of time and the fact that it seemed harmless, Elrond had been delaying the search for the probe beam.
I just took advantage of this incident to come over and take a look.
After saying hello, Elrond and the deputy of the Woodland Kingdom went to the castle to meet Gandalf and others and wait for a while.
At this time, one of the elven guards brought by Elrond walked out.
"Hey, you're here too."
"Long time no see, Agra."
Levi went over to say hello to this old friend.
"It was Lord Elrond who found me and asked me to come along."
Agra smiled knowingly.
Elrond had noticed the friendship between the two, and recently he had directly assigned many things to Aggra to handle, so that his friends could meet as much as possible.
No, this time I brought it directly.
Whoosh—bang!
At night, fireworks fly into the sky, explode with a bang, and bloom into fireworks of various colors.
In the territory, elves, dwarves, humans, and wizards from all over gathered around a banquet table set up near the castle, making it quite lively.
"Thorin Oakenshield, you look much better than the last time we met."
In the bustling venue, Elrond took the initiative to step forward and greet Thorin. He shook the Roadside Castle specialty wine in the goblet with a subtle expression.
"Thank you, you too."
Thorin responded with a rather stiff expression.
Just looking at Elrond's subtle expression, he sighed deeply again, turned around and almost shouted:
"You guys, come here!"
So those dwarves in the Lonely Mountain expedition who always forgot to turn off automatic pickup suffered.
"I shouldn't have come..." someone muttered.
Soon, they lined up in front of Thorin like children who had made a mistake.
"Do what you have to do."
Thorin said expressionlessly: "Do you need me to remind you what to do?"
"sorry."
Under Thorin's pressure, one of them finally spoke.
With one person taking the lead, the others stopped remaining silent and apologized one after another.
“It’s impressive.”
Elrond smiled sincerely.
Dwarves, to be so polite to elves, this is simply...
People who know the history of the two families and the various grudges would probably not believe that the dwarves would be so soft even if they believed that pigs could fly.
Of course, this also has something to do with Thorin's personal qualities and persistence. He has the pride of being a king. If he found his companions doing this in Rivendell, he would definitely stop them at the first moment even if they were still hostile to the elves at that time. After all, hostility is one thing, and the overall reputation and glory of the dwarves is another.
Shaking his head meaningfully, Elrond came back from his trance and said, "In the past, dwarves and elves were also so friendly. I am sincerely happy for you."
He toasted the dwarves and Thorin in front of him and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.
The stubborn and cold attitude of the two tribes, who had never interacted with each other, finally relaxed a little at this moment.
Gandalf watched from the side, laughing and nodding uncontrollably.
Good, that’s great.
(End of this chapter)
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