"Of course. I recognized the emblem of the Golden Flower family, one of Gondolin's Twelve Houses. Thinking of someone from the Golden Flower family in Hidden Valley, you were the first person who came to mind..." Roland said respectfully, placing a hand over his chest. It was not because Roland had exceptionally sharp eyes that he recognized Glorfindel; rather, he had sensed the unfathomable aura surrounding him. Then Roland checked with the system, and sure enough, his identity was listed as Lord of the Golden Flower, Glorfindel. His level was even more staggering: Demigod... (He could also be called Glorfindel.)
"An erudite king!" Glorfindel nodded at Roland, acknowledging his knowledge.
"Were you waiting here specifically for me?" Roland asked curiously as he looked at Glorfindel's handsome face.
"Of course. I suddenly heard that a new force had risen in the north, so by chance, I came to take a look. Besides, your great name has already spread throughout Middle-earth through the songs of bards!" Glorfindel smiled and nodded at Roland.
"Thank you for your recognition," Roland replied neither humbly nor arrogantly. Looking into Glorfindel's smiling eyes, Roland felt no ease. Instead, he felt an inexplicable pressure, as though he were being scrutinized. It was like being stripped naked beneath a spotlight, but that invasive gaze soon faded.
"Divine power detection detected. Blocked!"
"You are quite remarkable! I now believe that you truly can accomplish it!" Glorfindel gave Roland a meaningful smile. There was less scrutiny in his eyes now, replaced by greater approval and expectation.
"I hope everything goes smoothly, Lord Glorfindel. I have been away for too long, so please excuse me first." Roland nodded in farewell. Glorfindel had no intention of stopping him. He merely smiled and nodded in return, signaling for Roland to do as