Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 8 Ability
The first meeting with the gray robe wizard ended like this. Dragon Bourne pursed his lips tightly and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

In a trance, he didn't notice the concerned eyes of the female elf not far away.

"so."

As he walked, his thoughts turned sharply: "What kind of strange abilities are hidden in this body!"

Not to mention the amazingly good eyes that see through all illusions.

In the past half a month, Dragon Bourne also found that his adaptability to temperature was outrageous.During the day, no matter how strong the sun shines, he will not feel stuffy, and at night, the obviously cold sea breeze blows to him like a cool breeze!

It can be seen that what the great will said at the beginning, "May your body be strong and healthy, not afraid of severe cold and heat" is appearing.

In order to verify his conjecture, he proudly found an open flame to experiment with. As a result, when he put his thick palm into the hot firelight, the scorching flames only touched his big hand that looked warm and jade-like. It was roasted warmly, and when I took it away, I didn't even burn the skin.

At the moment, Dragon Bourne was silent.

In order to further confirm his conjecture, he went to find a sharp table knife, which was one of the 'gadgets' forged by the elves, and the quality was absolutely guaranteed.

But the result still made him groan.

Because, the sharp table knife forged by the elves actually only scratched a light white mark on his skin!It wasn't until he made up his mind and increased his strength that the sharp blade barely cut through his tough leather-like skin.

Looking at the 'wound' that was so thin that it could be ignored, Dragon Bourne dropped the knife and sat aside in a daze.

Then, today.

Because of the 'accidental attack' of the gray wizard, the other two abilities of the dragonborn were triggered.

One is spiritual.

The will of the dragon endowed him with extremely strong mental defense!

Although I don't know if he can resist the whispering temptation of the Supreme Lord of the Rings, but the Dragonborn feels that he must be more able to endure and resist spiritual attacks than most elves and humans.

The second one is Dragon Roar!

My God, Dragon Bourne still can't believe that he made such a loud and magnificent roar.

That is not the sound that mortal things can make.

That voice seemed to have magic power, not only majestic and resonant, but also frightening.

Otherwise, the gray-robed wizard would not have used protective magic so nervously.

The fact is also true, following the terrifying roar of Dragon Bourne, the Gray Harbor Elves and the dwarves in the south of the Blue Mountains were terrified as if they heard a giant dragon roaring upwards, its majestic and oppressive voice The momentum is coming!

Forests, mountains, and everything trembled under the roar of the ancient dragon.

It was a tremor at the soul level.

At the same time, the elves and dwarves remembered or personally experienced, or in the legendary first era, the time when the world's first evil dragon, the magic dragon Glauron, wreaked havoc on Central Continent!

I thought of the tragic battle of sudden fire and the sad battle of tears and rain, and the terrible scene of countless compatriots dying under the demonic flames of the evil dragon.

Therefore, the elves in Gray Harbor looked in the direction of the government affairs hall in surprise.

The roar came from the lord's side.

And Okriam (Mestors) has just been called...

The newly promoted dragonborn, whose pseudonym was Dragon Bourne, pursed his mouth tightly, and while walking, endured the strange eyes of all kinds of elves that he occasionally met on the road.

He was struggling, afraid to say hello.

Could it be that there was another terrifying dragon roar after opening his mouth?

Frowning, the black-haired dragonborn walked into a tall stone building located in the northeast corner of the government affairs hall, near the pier and the main road.

Let's put aside the abilities hidden in this body for now.

Dragon Bourne thought so, the most important thing now is cooking.

This is where the working elves of Gray Harbor dine.

On weekdays, some small captains of the city guards and captains responsible for patrolling the coast will go to the only bar at the pier for a drink after their duty, or go to the owner of the Gray Harbor to open a bar for elves with all professional titles. Enjoy the meal of the day in the kitchen.

During this period, the elves may sing a song, or quietly appreciate other people's singing voice.

The lives of the elves are always peaceful and joyful, but also boring at the same time, because in the eyes of the immortal elves, it is of course important to pursue beautiful things and happiness, but why the rush?

The years are long, they have plenty of time to study and have fun, don't they?

Thousands of years seem to them like a snap of the fingers.

……

Here, Fenner in the kitchen has long been waiting. She is wearing a white chef hat that is relatively rare among elves—this is what she bought from the hobbit's merchandise, and it is usually only available on relatively important festivals. It was used during the banquet, so it can be seen that this bear meal is quite worth a big effort for her——with her hips on her hips, she looked at the black-haired dragonborn aggressively.

"Okriam, you are late, if you don't come, the kitchen will be closed."

Finna was born in the second era. Her mother was a Sindar elf from the Kingdom of Doriath, and her father was a Falas elf from Eglarest. Therefore, Finna has the unique silver hair color and dark gray eyes of the Teleri tribe. Mou, in addition, not to mention the tall figure and slender legs, just the appearance, well, it should be said that there is no ugly elf.

With a more beautiful face than Victoria's Secret, Fenna is more lively and lively than other elves.

For a long time, Fenna fell in love with studying cooking.

Yes, she is the master with the most right to speak in the art of food cooking in the entire Gray Harbor.

For hundreds of years, she has been responsible for the food of the master of Gray Harbor and many elves. When she heard that the hunting team had captured a big bear weighing hundreds of catties, Fenna was so excited that she didn't sleep the whole night.

The next day, when the hunting team finally brought back the captured bear, Fenna was so excited that she gave the poor bear a skin cramp on the spot, and then used various cooking methods and spices to give the rare and good ingredients After finishing it, enjoy it the next day.

The result is good, the person who has been thinking about eating bear meat dinner has been missing for a long time. She was so angry that she stood cursing at the kitchen door for a long time-because of the blood of the cook, the black-haired dragon descendant and The elf girl who goes around the kitchen and studies cooking skills has a good relationship. After the black-haired brown-eyed female guard elf girl, she is one of the few elves with the best relationship in the huge gray harbor.

And here, the black-haired dragonborn saw the familiar Faras elf wearing her ridiculous chef's hat absent-mindedly walking around the door from a long distance, and suddenly smiled.

He thought for a while, walked up to her, looked down at her, and said in a low voice, "Good day, Fenna."

He carefully controlled the volume, lest he suddenly growl.

But fortunately, he controlled it very well. The loud voice before was suppressed very low. The head chef frowned, and the beautiful willow leaf eyebrows raised: "Is your throat uncomfortable? Why is the voice so weird? That's right! "

The female elf suddenly remembered something, took the dragonborn's hand and ran inside.

"Stop talking about this, hurry up, the bear meat dinner that I have carefully cooked all night is almost cold!"

The Dragonborn lowered his head in a bit of embarrassment, walked through the gate which was a bit low for him, and then crossed the dining room, and came to the kitchen full of all kinds of spice bottles and condiments, kitchen utensils and the like.

"Clang clang!"

Fenna excitedly opened a pot, and half of the pot was stewed with countless delicious seasonings and spices and stewed for most of the night. Now it was just bear meat kept warm with ashes.

"This is what I used..."

The elf eloquently introduced her masterpiece to the black-haired dragonborn.

And as she started the pot, an indescribable fragrance wafted out immediately, rushing straight into the mind of the dragonborn.

"stop!"

He interrupted the female elf's introduction and swallowed wildly: "I don't understand your stuff, I'm so hungry that I can eat a whole bear now, let me eat a little bit first, and then introduce your cooking skills .”

Here Dragon Bourne's grammar is messed up, with both Sindarin pronunciation and Farasis, and two sentences of 'Chinese' are mixed in.

Speaking of which, he was very rude and lifted the whole pot of bear meat, which was obviously stuffy, looked around, took a pair of knives and forks from the side, directly put the big pot, and started to eat like this.

"Crack!"

Soft meat, wonderful gravy, the dragonborn almost swallowed his tongue. From this point of view, the female elf's cooking skills are really good, and the bear meat is much more delicious than he imagined. Chewing, even the bones were crushed and swallowed!

Perhaps it is the 'price' of being a dragonborn. When Dragon Bourne had a strong and majestic body in this life, his teeth began to develop like a dragon.

In the past half a month, the dragonborn has almost eaten as much as he did in the previous half a year!
According to incomplete statistics, in the past two weeks, on average, he has eaten half a pig, several catties of sausages, more than ten pounds of bread or corresponding wheat products, as well as fruits and side dishes a day.

It can be said that only the elves have this kind of financial resources, which can provide him with an open creation. If it were replaced by other weaker forces and individuals, he would have been overwhelmed by him.

It's really a walking humanoid dragon.

This is also one of the reasons why the black-haired dragonborn can have a good relationship with Fenner.

There is no way, an unreliable elf who studies culinary skills more than martial arts, and claims to be the best in the north in cooking skills, an old gourmet whose appetite is like a bottomless pit, no matter how much he eats, he is not satisfied.

Well, a match made in heaven.

The female elf was originally annoyed at his "take it without asking", but when she saw him gobbling like a glutton, the female elf, who claimed to be the number one chef in the north, narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

Ever since the Dragonborn was brought back by the lord, various speculations about him have been circulating among the elves. Some people say that he is a gift from Vera, destined by Iluvita, the Son of Destiny to end the chaotic years. .

It is also said that he may have been a descendant of a good dragon who had been abandoned by his parents (if any) and left to live by the sea.

But in any case, it is true that the elves did not feel the evil aura on him. Many "masters" have tested and tested the black-haired dragon descendant. Everyone's evaluation is "the son of the star, the light will shine forever", so the elves began to sincerely accept this outsider with a mysterious origin.

The female elf is one of the elves who has a good sense of the black-haired dragonborn.

Soon, Dragon Bourne swallowed the pot of at least 20 catties of secret bear meat, including the soup and meat, and then wiped his mouth unsatisfied, pitiful Looking at the elf.

Seeing that the food she carefully cooked was really loved by the black-haired dragonborn, the female elf smiled happily.

She brought another bear's paw cooked with half a pot of honey, and some other food, and put them on the dragonborn's table, watching the black-haired dragonborn eating without looking up.

"Okriam."

Suddenly, the female elf asked, "Did you make that loud noise just now?"

The black-haired dragonborn nodded, stuffing food into his mouth, and said in a low voice, "That's why I have such a voice now!"

Fenner crossed her hips and looked at the black-haired dragonborn seriously with a thoughtful expression.

(End of this chapter)