While the eldest prince sent a message to the sister of the gray elf king, George began his daily life in this world.
His daily life mainly consisted of two things.
First, he exchanged knowledge related to magic and forging with the elven teachers responsible for teaching at the academy, integrating it into his own alchemy system.
Second, he guided the elves and humans learning magic at the academy.
The magic he taught was not many, but it could concentrate magic and increase the level of magic power, even the meditative world of magic apprentices from the world of elves could achieve eternal life.
Extra damage against the armies of Morgoth through light magic.
Giant magic that can enhance the close-combat abilities of humans and elves.
These three were all selected carefully by him.
First, the meditative method, this is necessary, elves are born with magic power inside their bodies, but humans do not have it. If humans want to cast magic, they must rely on the meditative method to concentrate magic power.
And after inspection, it's not that all humans have the aptitude to learn magic.
Compared to the beautiful and immortal elves, humans are sometimes really like those sent free with calling cards.
However, humans also have their own advantages. They can reproduce, elves take thousands of years to produce only a few offspring, while humans have already had dozens of dynasties in thousands of years.
Just these several branches of humans who have migrated westward and regrouped together, their numbers have already multiplied by a hundredfold.
Additionally, humans have a very fast learning speed because of their short lifespan. Therefore, humans who have the aptitude to learn magic are actually able to master the magic taught to them faster than elves.
It's not that elves are not intelligent, elves are intelligent, but their learning reflex arc is too long.
For the same magic, after humans learn it, they think about it day and night and practice repeatedly, basically dedicating all their energy to it.
For elves, time is meaningless, which means that when they learn a new magic, they don't have the concept of learning it in a hurry.
After learning it, when they go back, they may not remember to practice for a few days. Every day is either singing or dancing. Even if you go to urge them, it's useless. This is their nature.
On the human side, there are a few individuals with exceptional talent, like Beren, the son of Balor. At just ten years old, he has already learned the art of meditation and his first light magic in a mere few months.
It can only be said that the humans, who have been sung about for so many years in the Middle-earth world, indeed have extraordinary talent.
By the way, in the original story, Beren and Lúthien are a couple.
After the Battle of the Flaming Camp, the central defense line was completely overrun. Only a dozen or so humans, including Balor, refused to leave their homeland and were still conducting guerrilla warfare. However, they were eventually found and killed by the great army of Morgoth.
Balor's son Beren was the only surviving human, who assassinated many orcs in the central region for vengeance. He gained a great reputation and was heavily rewarded by Morgoth.
Later, he had to flee to Dor-nogrod, where he accidentally wandered into the kingdom of the gray elves and met Lúthien. Then they fell in love at first sight.
Lúthien had never seen a human before and was very curious upon her first encounter with one. After learning about Beren's experiences, she gradually developed a liking for him. The two eventually walked together, and this is the origin of the song "Lúthien" that has been passed down for many years.
Just now, Beren is only ten years old, while Lúthien is approximately 3,400 years old. If Lúthien is willing to come over here to be a teacher, then she and Beren will have a teacher-student relationship. It's estimated that it will be difficult for them to become a couple in the future.
His appearance has already changed the trajectories of many, bringing about wonderful changes to the grand symphony of Middle-earth. It is believed that Iluvatar must have discovered something already.
Since Iluvatar has not come to seek him, it indicates that Iluvatar does not mind the changes in the grand symphony.
This is naturally good for him.
Three days later, Prince Finrod found George again.
"We can set off. Círdan will be waiting for you near the River Esgaroth in the forest of Rhosgobel. She will guide you into the kingdom of the gray elves."
"The eldest prince can rest assured, I will do my best to persuade Fingon to send troops!"
George spread his wings, leaving the city of Elves and flying southwards towards Doriath.
Doriath is located directly south of Dothraien, separated by the "mountains of terror" Gortholos and the "valley of death" Nan-thon-thin.
Morgoth, in order to control the lands of Middle-earth, infused most of his dark power into the earth. As a result, many terrible and bloodthirsty beasts were born across the lands of Middle-earth.
The Valley of Death was where Morgoth and the Valar had a confrontation of divine power, and it was home to a gathering of various bloodthirsty creatures born from Morgoth's power.
Even elves will try to avoid this valley as much as possible.
But George didn't want to waste time, he flew straight through the mountains of terror and the valley of death, arriving at the entrance of the kingdom of gray elves.
"This is the ring of the Valar, indeed it is not ordinary magic."
George touched the rainbow-like barrier encircling the forest's edge and felt the profound spatial laws contained within, praising it silently in his heart.
No wonder this Melian could come to Middle-earth on her own before the elves appeared and during Morgoth's rule over the lands, her strength is indeed beyond what ordinary Maiar can match.
He felt that unless he used brute force to break through the rainbow barrier, even using the illusion of teleportation, he couldn't pass through it.
"I thought you would arrive only at night, but I didn't expect you to come so soon!"
Just as George was studying the rainbow barrier, a female elf wearing a white long dress and with deep golden hair flowing down her back emerged from the portal. She had a slightly arrogant voice.
"Are you... Princess Círdan?"
George, looking at the female elf in front of him, roughly guessed her identity.
George had seen many female elves in the city of Elves. They were mostly beautiful, and there were very few ugly ones. The Círdan in front of him inherited the bloodline of the light elves, looking even more beautiful than most elves.
In fact, beauty is a subjective thing, and it's difficult to have a specific standard. After all, everyone's aesthetic tastes are different.
But the beauty of Kerendil is truly remarkable, as any species would find her beautiful. It's not just about her appearance, but also the aura that comes from the light powers within her.
"It's me. You must be George. You don't look that extraordinary."
Círdan sized George up and then said,
"I've heard that you saved my several brothers. Hmph, if it weren't for them not letting me pass, with me there, how could I have been so savagely beaten by the forces of Morgoth?"
Thank you anyway.
But I advise you not to have too much hope for this trip. Fingolfin will not agree to send troops."
"It depends on human will. One should do their best."
George smiled.
Círdan was not the mature, stable, and forgiving queen who sought to return to Valinor with all her heart. Instead, she was an arrogant and capricious elf princess who loved to roam around.
