Chapter 849: Fragnt? Infection source?
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The Shire had a magnificent night view, but not a lot of people took the ti to appreciate it. Most people here prefer to spend their evening in bars and taverns.
That was also the reason why Sheyan kept tossing and turning in his futile attempt to chase after sleep, despite the comfortable bed and warm blanket. The sound of clapping, laughing and Hobbit lutes kept being transmitted from the gap of the wooden floor in his room. Sheyan patiently bore with it until the lute sounds finally ended, but it was soon followed by a series of rhythmic knocking sound as if carpenters were continuously knocking on the tables.
Sheyan suddenly saw his old and blackened door bar shake and move by itself. A few thin branches sohow grew out from the bar. The door bar slowly and respectfully removed itself from its place, as if it was a bodyguard opening the car door for its queen.
The door opened by a crack and in ca lody, along with the fresh and passionate air she brings. Her sll completely subrged Sheyan; her cloudy eyes dreamy and lovely. Sheyan reached out to pull the soft but full figure into his embrace and gave her a deep kiss. His hands showed no restraint in caressing her lovely curves.
Sheyan whispered a few words into lody's pointed ear, prompting her to lift her head and look at Sheyan those bright eyes of her while she asked.
"Is that really alright?"
Sheyan answered earnestly.
"Of course. I won't mislead you."
"Then why is your smile so weird?" lody blinked and asked in a confused and naive tone.
"Trust ," said Sheyan. "I'm your protector."
Even though he said that with a serious expression, under current circumstances, he sounded really perverted.
"Co on. Hurry up."
lody finally gave in to his urging. She grudgingly held her hair back with a blush and moved down…
About 2 hours later, Sheyan lied contentedly on his bed. anwhile, lody was punching him with watery eyes.
"You lied! It really hurt."
Sheyan rely yawned lazily. He had a really high defense, while Elves - even Twilight Elves - had never been famous for their muscles. As long as lody didn't pick up a weapon, her punches rely felt like a massage. He suddenly frowned as he said.
"Why aren't the people downstairs sleeping yet? They would knock on the tables after playing the lute, then after knocking on tables they would go back to playing the lute. Aren't they tired?"
lody glared at him and said.
"They're not knocking on tables. That's the cancan dance spread from Anduin. The one performing today is Aunt Marilyn who's famous around here. Of course the crowd would be excited."
When Sheyan heard the words "cancan dance", images of black stockings, long legs, and sexy red lips imdiately ford in his mind. However, when lody said "Aunt Marilyn", he suddenly lost all interest. He sighed and said.
"Let's just sleep early. Wait, how co you didn't close the door when you ca in?"
lody turned back in surprise as she exclaid.
"No way! I did put the door bar back after performing the natural magic…AH! You liar! I don't want to be the one on the bottom…you're a bad man!"
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The next day, Sheyan only stirred awake at noon. If it wasn't for the sll of Aunt Suchell's smoked at, he wasn't sure what ti he would wake up.
When he was getting dressed, lody jumped slightly in surprise. She extended a hand and touched a wooden cupboard at the side. The cupboard shivered with a green glow and emitted so creaking noises. Suddenly, the bottom drawer of the cupboard shot out to reveal a brown patch inside. The patch looked suspiciously like dried bloodstain.
Green glow kept circling above the brown patch. Suddenly, a black, three-legged, toad-like creature leaped out from between wood shavings. It jumped up and down a few tis before growing an odd pair of wings and tried to fly away.
lody lazily pointed at the demonic creature. A lump of natural energy instantly wrapped around the creature to reduce it to ashes. She sniffed at the air and frowned.
"The wooden cupboard probably absorbed so death aura. The armour fragnt on you is truly filled with darkness; even the aura it leaked out could turn anything it can corrupt into creatures of darkness."
Sheyan was shocked but he maintained a composed expression and smiled instead.
"It'll be fine. We'll be rid of this annoyance soon."
They went down to et up with Reef and Franklin. The duo's constant yawning indicated that they were also victims of the cancan dance last night. Goots had long been waiting for them. The heard that the magical materials rchants in Buckland would open their shops late and close early, so the four of them quickly ordered 4 extra-large portions of smoked beef and buttered black bread before departing.
After tasting so sour catfish soup from a roadside stall, their bellies were completely filled. They hastily hurried to Buckland. Upon arriving, they were delighted to find that a lot of magic item shops showed no signs of closing yet. They were taking advantage of the sunny day to dry so herbs or to charge so magic items.
As the leader of a rchant caravan that traveled upon the dangerous Middle Earth, Goots naturally had dealings with the shop owners here. He took them to a magic shop that appeared very ancient. The na of the shop was Mouldy Bread, in line with the Hobbits' unique aesthetic sense.
The shop was owned by an aged Hobbit called Old Steger. He always maintained a smiling expression on his face. When he saw Goots leading so custors over, he imdiately invited them to sit outside under the warm sun like he was receiving close friends and family. His employees brought out so cherry cookies and hot grapefruit tea for the guests. A warm atmosphere was instantly created.
As expected of a veteran rchant. With rely a few tiny actions, he pulled both sides closer.
Goots gestured towards Sheyan and said.
"My friends fought with a very formidable dark creature while they were escorting back. Even though we were fortunate enough to defeat the dark creature and escape, he was heavily injured in the process. He still hasn't fully recovered."
Old Steger coughed a couple of tis before inquiring with a smile.
"Can I take a look?"
Sheyan answered nonchalantly.
"No problem."
Old Steger strode over to observe Sheyan's face. He then went back inside his shop and rummaged around for a long ti before bringing out a very old and primitive-looking bowl. A gemshard was engraved at its bottom. Old Steger proceeded to fill the bowl with water.
When Sheyan stared at the clear water inside the bowl, the reflected glow of the gemshard interweaved with sunlight to form a dazzling sight. As per Old Steger's request, Sheyan blew a breath into the water. The clear water gradually turned black as if Sheyan's breath contained a strong pollution.
Old Steger took a deep look at the water before sighing and told Sheyan with a solemn expression.
"It has been many years since I've seen soone as strong as you. You directly took on the Black Breath of a Ringwraith and still look so full of life."
Sheyan's estimation of Old Steger instantly soared. Just from him being able to identify the Black Breath, it was enough to show that Old Steger was no scam! Sheyan humbly said with a smile.
"That was only because the Ringwraith was already injured."
"Injured?" asked Old Steger in doubt. "In this world, who can injure sothing as strong as a Ringwraith?"
Sheyan sighed.
"Seems like you haven't received news of the 8 Ringwraiths' ambush on the leading figures among the Elves. Lord Elrond of Rivendell has fallen, while the 8 Ringwraiths were heavily injured from the deadly retaliation of the other Elven heroes."
"WHAT!!!!" Old Steger was so shocked by the news that he spilled grapefruit tea on himself. "How is sothing like that possible!"
Sheyan sighed again and told him.
"The Elves may be great and sacred, but they aren't without desires. The Ringwraiths made use of the cracks between them to launch their offense."
Old Steger was shocked stiff. It took him a while to compose himself before saying.
"We must inform the Shire's administration of this news at once! Fear not, Núnórean warrior, the Black Breath on you isn't heavy and you are also being protected by a natural power. You will heal completely after consuming a magic potion called Boiling Heart. "
Sheyan smiled at Old Steger and said.
"That was why I ca here today. Only the Athelas herb can cure of the Black Breath."
"Hants! Perform the preparation work for the potion imdiately. I will be back after a quick trip to the administration office. You better finish the preparation before I co back. I'm in a bad mood today, don't give an excuse to dish out punishnt."
Old Steger was already rushing away while he was bellowing out the order.
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