"Actually, what I want to say is that your human conditions are not enough for the elven dragons to grow. Letting the elven dragons stay in Rivendell is also a good choice." Elrond did not give up and continued to speak.

"I appreciate your kindness. Although the Kingdom of Lagran is not particularly wealthy, it is still no problem to support an elven dragon." Roland shook his head and refused.

"Well, if you change your mind, you can come to me anytime!" Elrond sighed helplessly.

"The entire north is in turmoil right now. Ever since the dwarves recaptured the Lonely Mountain, the Orcs from Gangbadar have been ready to make a move. And I heard that the Orcs from the South have also joined the war, right?" Elrond and Roland were chatting.

"We are powerless to stop the dwarves from reclaiming their homeland. After all, that is their territory, and my kingdom needs funds to build the country. The dwarves and I are just taking what we need." Roland did not respond to Elrond's words, but spoke to himself.

"A shadow has already enveloped Middle-earth. Sauron is about to return, and none of us can escape. The Ringwraiths under his command are too active now..." Roland shook his head.

"The Ringwraiths have appeared again?" Elrond frowned.

"Yes! I have met the second Ringwraith, Khamul! The third Ringwraith, Sernar! The fourth Ringwraith, Amoratho! The fifth Ringwraith, Lidillias!" Roland nodded.

"..." Elrond looked at Roland with pity. What kind of luck did he have to fight four Ringwraiths in succession? Roland was really lucky to be able to see him.

"Then you are quite lucky. After all, some people never see a Ringwraith in their entire lives, but you have already fought against four of them." Elrond exclaimed.

"King Ailon, we can be down-to-earth, but forget about the Earth Palace..." Roland exclaimed in shock. How could a third-rank Knight like him fight against four Ringwraiths? He was afraid his ashes would be scattered everywhere.

"But you made quite a big noise at the foot of the Lonely Mountain, and now you want to come to Moria to make some trouble?" Elrond said helplessly.

"Alas... the dwarves who recaptured the Lonely Mountain gained confidence, and a large number of them returned to Erebor. The dwarves once again formed a huge army. You also know that the Battle of Moria was a pain in the hearts of the dwarves. Now that the dwarves have the ability and manpower, what do you think they will do?" Roland asked in return.

"And the recovery of Moria will also be beneficial to us. Lórien and Moria can help each other, and the entire southern part of the Misty Mountains will be under the control of our coalition!" Roland smiled.

"I don't think those proud dwarves will turn to the elves for help..." Elrond shook his head pessimistically.

"Ballin is different from Thorin. If he succeeds to the throne of Moria, he will make the most suitable choice!" Roland smiled and shook his head. Balin is much more flexible than Thorin. Once things are out of control, he will definitely ask for help.

"I hope so..." Elrond fell silent.

"The elves of the Golden Forest are different from the elves of the Woodland Kingdom. They have no grudges against the dwarves of Erebor. I believe they will get along well." Roland smiled.

"I have no opinion on that... When do you plan to leave?" Elrond asked.

"We should recuperate here for two days. After all, it's getting late, and anything could go wrong if we delay!" Roland looked solemnly in the direction of Moria.

"As for the Balrog, are you sure you can deal with him?" Elrond said with some concern. After all, to some extent, the Balrog can be compared with the dragon.

"One hero, two dragons. I don't think there's any possibility of me losing!" Roland looked at Elrond with great determination.

"Still have to be careful! After all, this Balrog destroyed the Dwarf Kingdom! There were quite a few Dwarf overlords back then!" Elrond shook his head and advised.

"There's nothing I can do. I've already come this far. No matter what's inside, I can't just go back home, right?" Roland shrugged, his tone very relaxed.

"I just want to remind you to leave the elven dragon behind if you want to die..." Elrond's mouth twitched.

"Heh... just listen to me and thank you!" Roland laughed dryly.

"By the way! King Ailon, we need some scouts. If possible, I hope you can give us some soldiers!" Roland planned to try his luck.

"I'm sorry, Rivendell will not participate in your war, but I am still willing to help you to the best of my ability..." Elrond shook his head. The elves would not participate in the war between dwarves and humans, but out of consideration for the mutual dependence, Elrond decided to help them.

"Follow me!" Elrond nodded slightly and said to Roland.

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"This is an epic potion - Breath of Frost! After drinking it, you will gain 30 seconds of immunity to fire. There are three left here, I'll give them all to you! Remember not to use it unless you have to! This is for saving your life!" Elrond took out an exquisitely carved wooden box from his room and took out three potions that sparkled with ice-blue starlight from the middle.

"Thank you, King Elrond!" Roland said gratefully. Compared to Yunfeng's potion, Elrond's was obviously more advanced and precious. It was very useful whether to fight for life or to escape.

"Do you know how the Balrog attacks?" Elrond glanced at Roland.

"..." Roland was speechless.

"I'm starting to believe that you're here to die..." Elrond rubbed his brows and felt tired. Is there really someone who would go looking for trouble with the Balrog without knowing anything?

"I only know that they will use flaming swords and flaming whips to attack the enemy!" Roland said.

"That's just a very general concept! Balrogs are also divided into melee units and ranged units. Balrogs holding flaming whips are generally fire mages, and their fire magic can burn everything! Those warriors holding flaming swords have good melee capabilities. Pay attention, their flame armor is enough to burn most attacks, and many attacks are unlikely to pose a threat to those Balrogs wearing flaming armor. Although I don't know what kind of Balrogs there are in Moria, I don't think they will be easy to deal with." Elrond explained.

"Thank you for telling me!" Roland nodded. According to Elrond's description, the Balrog in Moria was the spellcaster. From the movie where old man Gandalf fought with the Balrog for seven days and seven nights, it can be seen that the guy didn't seem to be very strong.

"Oh, I almost forgot, if that Balrog is a spellcaster, be careful of his single-target forbidden spells!" Elrond suddenly said in a deep voice.

"Puff!" Roland spat out a mouthful of juice.

"What? That thing has a single-target forbidden spell? The kind with the strongest single-target killing ability?" Roland was shocked.

"Yes, and his forbidden spell is very short, which means that the time he can activate it is also very short. You have to be careful. Breath of Frost is used for this." Elrond nodded and said seriously.

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