Elves Are a Looks-Obsessed Race

Rivendell!

Located at the highest pass on the western foothills of the Misty Mountains, it is hidden from view and is known as the last sanctuary of elves east of the sea.

With Lady Arwen present, Russell and his party encountered no difficulties and easily passed through the various checkpoints to enter the city.

In fact, Elrond's attitude towards humans is relatively tolerant among the elven lords. Many elves do not have a good impression of humans, after all, Sauron, who threatens Middle-earth, has survived to this day entirely because of human greed.

The aesthetic sense of the elves needs no introduction; they love nature, and their architectural style blends seamlessly with it. The pristine white and beautiful buildings are picturesque, complementing the natural scenery and making this elven city a true paradise on earth.

Everyone was amazed and captivated by the beauty of Rivendell, but only Russell, Frodo, and five other country bumpkins were truly captivated; the others were indifferent.

Arwen comes here like he's home, he's become numb to it; Aragorn grew up here, he used up all his wonder when he was a child; Gandalf comes often, he's seen so many servants of God in Wonderland, he finds it all rather ordinary.

The group parted ways; Gandalf went to see Lord Elrond, Aragorn and Arwen were nowhere to be found, and Frodo went to see his cousin.

Bilbo Baggins!

An old Hobbits, a remarkable Hobbits, who held the One Ring for sixty years, ultimately relinquished it by his own will.

This is truly remarkable; he is the first and only person in the history of Middle-earth to achieve this!

As for Russell, he is now...

Rivendell is more than ten times more beautiful than in the movies. Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, this elven city is draped in a golden-red veil of light; there is no other word to describe it but beauty.

Hmm, maybe even "Holy crap" will work!

Russell walked along the white pebble path, the air filled with the fragrance of flowers and grass, and the melodious singing flowed like a tinkling spring in his heart, making him feel refreshed and relaxed.

He closed his eyes and listened, savoring the emotions conveyed in the song. Elves have long lifespans, which means they have plenty of time to be sentimental and carefully ponder the melody. Perhaps they can find the loneliness and desolation of someone who has lost her husband in the war.

The reason I closed my eyes was simply because the male elves of Rivendell were too gaudy, with affected and pretentious faces, practically Photoshopped, lacking any real masculine charm.

Bad review!

I searched for ages but found nothing!

Bad review!

Actually, it's not that we didn't find it, it's just... well, the female elves are too superficial, pursuing delicacy and refinement, thus lingering on the surface and failing to see Russell's depth and strengths.

"Aragorn is an exception. Not everyone has his good luck in meeting Arwen, who is severely nearsighted and has astigmatism." Russell comforted himself with a sour tone, but regretted it afterward. Aragorn was a good person, and he shouldn't have made such a fuss about him.

Moreover, Arwen is the eldest daughter of an elven lord, and the possibility of her being severely nearsighted is extremely low. This statement does not stand up to scrutiny.

"Then there's only one possibility..."

Russell narrowed his eyes slightly. The long lifespan of the elves, with a little analysis, revealed that Aragorn and Arwen had a super-sister-brother relationship—so super-sister that Arwen was practically his grandmother. Therefore, Arwen had discovered Aragorn's strengths when Aragorn was very young, which is why she treated him with special regard.

"Pah, you two!" Having figured out the key point, Russell showed a disdainful look, waved his hand, and strode away.

He also has strengths, but he never shows them easily, for fear of incurring hatred!

Nighttime, Rivendell Treehouse.

Russell's burning the midnight oil to study books written in Elvish was purely out of desperation; who would study when there's a girl around!

After half a day in Rivendell, Russell had given up hope. Elves are a race that judges by appearance; if you don't have stunning beauty, they won't even bother to say a word to you.

Coincidentally, Russell was just 0.5 points short of the perfect 100 points for good looks, falling into the category of those who have nothing in common with him.

He was so lucky to find this library treehouse; he had to thank a few kind people who didn't mind his... cough cough, they helped him find the way. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to find it at all.

Although the books are written in Elvish, many have been translated from human texts, and by comparing them, one can learn some vocabulary.

What the World Quest is is currently unknown; it might be a long-term quest like Transformers. With plenty of time, learning the elven language would be beneficial. In this world, elves are the gods' favorites, possessing a vast amount of magical knowledge. The absence of Magic Book in the treehouse doesn't mean there won't be opportunities to encounter them in the future.

You can't go wrong by watching and learning more!

Russell would read for an entire night, which repeatedly enhanced his various qualities. His learning ability was astonishing, and he learned quite a bit of Elvish by comparing the two languages. If he couldn't read it, it didn't matter; Aragorn and Gandalf both knew Elvish, so he could simply ask them.

Squeak!!

The treehouse door was pushed open, Aragorn walked in with a look of surprise. "Russell, you're really here? I thought they were lying to me?"

Russell looked completely bewildered. "Them?"

"Yes, dozens of female elves. I described your appearance to them, and they all said you were in the library."

What does "dozens" mean? Am I too conspicuous, or are you too tempting?

Russell's lips twitched, and he glared at Aragorn: "What, am I in the library that surprises you?"

Aragorn chuckled sheepishly, "Sorry, I misunderstood you. I didn't see you all night, and I thought you were out flirting with some elves."

Russell: "..."

Dude, you know what? You just killed the conversation!

"Then why are you in such a hurry to see me? Why don't you spend more time with your girlfriend?" Russell said irritably.

Aragorn's expression hardened. "The One Ring concerns the safety of the entire Middle-earth. Elrond dared not make the decision on his own and invited other races to make a joint decision. You will attend the meeting with me."

"I!?"

Russell pointed to himself. "Did I hear that right? What qualifications do I have to attend this meeting?"

Aragorn said, "You are certainly qualified. Gandalf and Elrond both believe you should attend the meeting. You have proven yourself and are an indispensable part of us."

This proof refers to strength; Russell defeated five Ringwraiths in one go, winning the approval of two powerful figures.

"Alright then, wait for me outside. I'll tidy up these books first..."

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside."

A moment later, Russell and Aragorn left the treehouse, which was missing some of the books.

The open-air conference hall was filled with a large number of people, including elves, humans, and dwarves. The meeting was chaired by Elrond, the elven lord of Rivendell!

This was Russell's first time meeting Elrond, but he didn't seem unfamiliar with him, because the man had the voice of Megatron, the face of Antivirus Software, and who knows, maybe if you peeled off the mask, there was a red skull underneath.

However, Elrond was a good man, brave and skilled in battle, a great healer, and exceptionally intelligent. He was also Aragorn's foster father, treating him as his own son... until Aragorn seduced his daughter.

Thank you to the new patron 'Still Came to See the Original' for the reward. I will make up for the extra chapters tomorrow or the day after.