"Hello! Are you the kind of bearded dwarves who are particularly good at blacksmithing and smelting metal?!"
During the recent two days of staying in Rivendell, after careful research and discussion, Anne and Tibbs quickly formulated a rough plan called 'Twilight of the Gods' to subvert the Lord of the Rings and Middle-earth and give it to The indigenous gods here have a little plan to cause trouble!
However, after thinking about it again, they found that everything about this plan was very good, and it seemed that it was very feasible to implement? However, without being able to use magic at will, Anne found that the only shortcoming was: she urgently needed some experts who were particularly good at smelting metals and had special research in building machinery!
She had considered training some human blacksmiths, but after asking some elves, she discovered that human iron smelting technology is now very primitive. It only stays in the era of small workshop production and making farm tools, cold weapons and armor. It is completely useless. It cannot meet her basic requirements!
Not to mention the elves, she could tell that those elves were terribly lazy! Although their skills are pretty good, their scale is too small, and the number of craftsmen is even pitiful. Sometimes, when they make a sword, they actually have to spend several times the time carving those useless patterns? This emphasis on efficiency is something Anne will never tolerate!
So, when she was wondering what to do, she discovered that a group of dwarves had come to Rivendell? Therefore, after hearing that dwarves were good at mining and smelting iron, she hurriedly got involved.
"Huh? There is a little human girl here in Rivendell?"
They had just arrived in Rivendell, and just when the elves who made them very unhappy led them to sit down and rest in a hall, suddenly, Groyin, the son of Geyin, who had gone on an expedition with Thorin Oakenshield In Gushan, the old dwarf who had defeated the evil dragon saw a little human girl rushing in outside the door?
"Yes, we should be the bearded dwarves you mentioned who are good at mining and smelting metals! In fact, all of our dwarves are good at mining and smelting metals!"
Groin, who thought that this little girl was a child of a human noble family who also came to Rivendell, stroked his beard and smiled without caring.
"Is this like this? So, do you accept employment? I need some dwarves to work for me, and I can pay you!"
Since these dwarves were indeed the kind of coolies she needed, Anne spoke eagerly. If she hadn't promised not to use magic casually, the contract would have been signed long ago, so why bother?
"Well...why not? If you can afford the payment..."
After looking at each other with his companions and his son Jinli, Groin said half-jokingly.
He didn't think that this little human girl could afford to pay the fees for hiring these dwarves. After all, they had gone on an expedition to the Lonely Mountain with Thorin decades ago. After killing Smaug, they had gained endless gold and wealth. Now, The Turin dwarf tribes in the Lonely Mountain and Iron Hills live a prosperous life and are not very short of money.
"Great! I need at least two hundred dwarf craftsmen to work for me. If you can find them for me, these magical gems with magical power will be yours!"
Without hesitation, Anne took out a large bag of high-energy crystals from her seemingly small pocket, and then generously pushed it in front of the dwarf leader.
"How on earth did you conjure this pocket? Are you... a wizard?!"
"Although it's a bit offensive, I still want to make it clear: Actually, we Turin dwarves are not very short of money..."
After frowning and looking up and down for a while at the little girl standing in front of him, Groin opened the pocket with curiosity, and then he tightened it instantly at a faster speed. pocket, and held it tightly in his arms.
This action made his son Jin Li next to him mutter dissatisfiedly and glare at his old father. Just now, he didn't even have time to see clearly what was inside!
"Our team coming to Rivendell this time has a total of almost three hundred guards, and they are all highly skilled craftsmen! May I ask, sir, how long do you need us to work for you?"
Groin, who originally only planned to come to Rivendell for a meeting and then go back, suddenly felt that if he could make some extra money on the way, it seemed like a good choice? Anyway, idle time is idle, and there is nothing to do for the time being when we go back to Gushan, right?
"Well...I want you to help me work for so long!"
After thinking about it for a while, little Annie, who didn't know much about the prices, held out two white and tender fingers after a little discussion with Little Bear. She thought, two months of this should be enough, right?
"Two years? Deal!!!"
"..."
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"Strangers from afar, or old friends, welcome to Imladri..."
In front of an extremely ancient elven building in Rivendell, next to a stream, and under the shade of a huge oak tree, the Noldor elves placed a large wooden backrest in a circle around the trunk of the tree. Chair. Whether it was the humans from Gondor, the dwarves from the Lonely Mountain, the Silvan wood elves from the Mirkwood, or the envoys from the Lothlorin elves from the Golden Forest, they all sat together in their respective seats and gathered around them. They formed a large circle and began to listen to the speech of the organizer of the meeting - King Elrond of the Noldor High Elf.
Of course, here, in addition to the envoys of the major forces mentioned above, there are also the gray robe wizard Gandalf and his friend Aragorn, the ring bearer the hobbit Frodo, and a certain Zhengdong Gu Xipan, a little human girl who is obviously absent-minded and seems a little impatient?
"On this day, you are called here together to face the threat of Mordor."
"Believe me, Middle-earth has reached its most critical moment! If we continue to do nothing, by then, no race will be able to survive this catastrophe!"
"Now there are only two choices left for you: either, unite! Or, perish..."
King Elrond just stood in front of the throne next to the oak tree trunk, looking at the representatives of various races who had their own thoughts. He tried his best to speak in a solemn tone to attract the attention of these people.
"We don't have much time. Until now, Sauron's evil eye is still watching here! Soon, all races in Middle-earth will not be able to escape this fate and this disaster!"
King Elrond could only sigh secretly when he saw that the dwarves in the seats were a little absent-minded, while the human messenger seemed to have other intentions.
Now, just from the attitudes of representatives from all parties, he could almost tell: Facing the threat of Sauron and his evil forces, the Turin dwarves obviously had an attitude of not caring about themselves. ! And Gondor, the human kingdom that bears the brunt, seems to have an ulterior motive for coming here?
As for the two elf forces, we can’t ask for too much...
After all, their two tribes have now begun to organize their tribesmen to respond to the call of the gods, go to the Gray Harbor, prepare to cross the sea westward, and sail along the straight channel to Aman by boat, right? By then, how many elves will still be willing to stay in the world in between?
"Well, please bring the ring, Frodo..."
Since the representatives of all races seemed a little distracted now, King Elrond was too lazy to say any more and simply got to the point.
If it is the Supreme Lord of the Rings, these people who come here will definitely be interested, right?
Therefore, while King Elrond was looking at the hobbit, he reached out towards the small stone platform in the middle of them and made a gesture of invitation, indicating that Frodo could temporarily put the Supreme Lord of the Rings away. Set it here.
"..."
Seeing that King Elrond wanted him to hand over the ring, Frodo did not hesitate and took two steps forward.
Then, he quickly walked to the small stone table under the gaze of everyone, and took out from his pocket the golden ring that countless people dreamed of and was said to have endless magic power and represent power. And gently placed it flatly in the middle of the stone table.
"this……"
After seeing the small golden ring clearly on the stone table, the representatives of various races began to become restless.
"The legend is actually true...?"
At this time, Boromir, the representative of Gondor, the eldest son of Denethor II, the current regent of Gondor, suddenly lit up after seeing the Supreme Lord of the Rings, and he kept stroking his beard. chin, I don’t know what kind of evil idea he is thinking again.
At this time, the Hobbit Frodo, who put down the ring and returned to his seat, breathed a sigh of relief as if he was relieved.
He thought that after handing over the ring, he would be able to get rid of all this soon, and then return to the Shire happily with his partner Sam?
However, what he didn't know was that this Supreme Lord of the Rings had just been placed on the stone round table, and it had already had some very bad effects on the representatives of all races present.
"In my dream, I saw the eastern sky darken..."
At this time, Boromir, the human representative of the Kingdom of Gondor, was the first to stand up.
"But in the West, there is still a glimmer of light..."
"A voice kept shouting to me: Your destruction is close at hand! The nemesis of Isildur has been found..."
As he spoke, Boromir slowly moved forward, constantly approaching the stone round table, and then slowly stretched out his trembling hand, as if he wanted to pick up the Supreme Demonic Stone on the table. Quit? !
"Boromir!"
When Boromir was about to touch the Lord of the Rings, King Elrond just wanted to stop him, but he didn't expect that the gray robe wizard Gandalf, who was sitting next to him and was closely guarding him, would take the lead?
An obscure piece of fishing gear began to echo in everyone's ears, and Boromir, who was about to touch the Lord of the Rings, instantly retracted his hand.
I don’t know what spells Gandalf, the old man, Maia, actually recited, or maybe he was planning to give the representatives of various races here a show of strength?
Therefore, while he kept chanting the spell loudly, it actually made the entire sky of Rivendell darken instantly. At the same time, the trembling feeling made everyone feel spinning, forcing them to immediately Boromir, who was about to touch the Supreme Lord of the Rings, had to step back step by step, and collapsed back to his original seat.
"..."
"Tch! Didn't I say that you are not allowed to use powerful magic casually? What is this if it's not a large-scale magic?!"
Compared to the dizzy and painful expressions that others were showing, Anne on the side looked much more natural.
Now, she just glanced at the bad old man in front of her with disdain, and at the same time muttered something unhappily.
Before, he kept saying that he was not allowed to use too powerful magic in front of mortals. Didn't he just use it now? Can this kind of large-scale biological shock technique that can affect the climate and senses still be classified as ordinary small-power magic?
This is obviously a different treatment! How did Anne say the words she accidentally saw when she was on Earth? correct! It seems that only officials are allowed to light lamps, but civilians are not allowed to set fires?
It seems...probably...that's what it's all about anyway?
snort! Just wait and see, if the Middle-earth world of their gods is not turned into a mess, she will never leave here easily!
"No one has ever dared to utter such an evil spell in Imladri (Rivendell)! Gandalf..."
King Elrond recognized it immediately. The incantation Gandalf just chanted was the inscription on the Supreme Lord of the Rings. It also activated the magic power of the Lord of the Rings itself, which caused such a huge phenomenon in the world.
Therefore, when everything returned to normal, the Elf King Elrond stared at Gandalf who was sitting down again with a very unhappy face and scolded him.
"I know what I have done, and I do not ask for your forgiveness, King Elrond..."
"Because, the dark spell from Mordor may not be long before it will resound throughout the Western world of Middle-earth! Therefore, I am just reminding you that this Supreme Lord of the Rings is an evil existence. We We must discuss how to deal with it!”
Gandalf stood up again, explaining slowly while looking around at the representatives of various races with sharp eyes and warning again. He didn't want to see another reckless guy like Boromir who just wanted to step forward and touch the Ring.
"No...it's a gift, a gift against Mordor!"
Just as Gandalf finished speaking and was about to go back and sit down, Boromir from Gondor stood up hurriedly again and pointed at the Lord of the Rings.
"Why don't we try to make good use of this ring? My father, the regent of the Kingdom of Gondor, has been committed to resisting the forces of Mordor east of the Anduin River..."
"It is precisely because we, the people of Gondor, are fighting incessantly and bloodyly that you have been able to survive!"
Looking at the Noldor elves, Golden Forest elves, and dwarves who were further west in Middle-earth, Boromir's tone began to become unfriendly, and he spoke a bit harshly.
"Now, I suggest that the weapon against Mordor be given to us, Gondor, this ring, and let us use it to fight against the common enemy!"
All this time, it was only the Kingdom of Gondor and its army that fought against the orc army of Mordor on the front line, and only the people of Gondor were sacrificed!
They Gondor have fought against the remnants of Mordor for countless years, and even more than a thousand years ago, they even lost the former capital of their kingdom - Minas Ithil in Morgul Valley!
Until now, in recent times, Mordor's offensive has become stronger and stronger. As a senior general of Gondor, Boromir himself has long known that if the power of Gondor alone continues like this, , I definitely won’t be able to resist it for long...
Therefore, now in Rivendell, when he saw the legendary Supreme Lord of the Rings with huge magic and power, and then thought of Boromir's various legends and records, he was very eager to get this ring. Ring, and want to use this to change Gondor's current increasingly decadent military situation.
This is also what his father, Denethor II, Prime Minister of Gondor, expects. It is also the reason why Boromir temporarily left the Osgilias front line this time and came here personally to act as an envoy. !
"I'm sorry, you can't control it, and none of us here can! The Supreme Lord of the Rings only obeys the orders of the Lord Sauron. It has no other master!"
At this time, Aragorn, who had been sitting silently as an audience member and said little, finally couldn't help but speak.
"Oh? How ridiculous! You... are just a ranger? How much do you know?!"
After hearing that someone behind him dared to refute his words, Boromir immediately turned around.
When he found out that it was the strange human man he saw where the fragments of Nasir's Holy Sword were placed the night before, he couldn't help but become furious.
What is his identity, Boromir? He is not only the eldest son of the Regent of Gondor, but also a frontline general of Gondor. He has been fighting on the front lines on both sides of the Anduin River with the army of Mordor all year round. He is also the ambassador of the Kingdom of Gondor to Rivendell to host a meeting this time!
And what is the identity of the man in front of him? How dare you take the lead in refuting yourself when all other qualified messengers have not spoken? !
"Okay, I actually wanted to say it a long time ago!"
"I don't have much opinion about the representatives or envoys of other forces who are qualified to sit here for the meeting! Even about the Hobbit who brought us the Lord of the Rings, I still don't have much opinion! But, who is this man? Why is he qualified to sit here and listen to us discuss important matters related to the survival of Middle-earth? "
"Also! This little girl here! Who is she? If I read correctly, she is a human little girl, right? Why can she sit here? Could it be that she is a princess of a certain country? !”
After staring at Aragorn with unkind eyes for a while, Boromir turned his head and looked to the other side. The man sitting next to Gandalf was still looking around and holding a stuffed toy. A little human girl whose bear won’t sit still for a moment!
In Boromir's opinion, this little girl is only about eight years old at most, right?
Therefore, he didn't understand why such a little girl was allowed to attend such a grand and important meeting. In the west of Middle-earth, Boromir couldn't remember what other kingdoms or forces were qualified to attend this meeting? Not to mention sending a little girl to participate! Could it be that all the men in their country are dead? !
"What does it have to do with you if I'm here?!"
Originally, out of extreme boredom, Anne was looking up at a big red and green bird dozing in its nest on the branch of the big oak tree. She was wondering whether she should find an opportunity to take the bird to her when the meeting was over. Was it caught, plucked and roasted? Or steamed?
But she never thought that she was doing well and didn't offend anyone. Why did this bearded man come to question her? She didn't want to come in the first place. Did he think he was so rare to attend this crappy meeting?
Therefore, Anne, who was unwilling to suffer any loss, immediately glared back fiercely!
If King Elrond, the big elf leader sitting in the first place, and the old bearded thief Gandalf hadn't insisted on coming by herself, she wouldn't have wanted to attend this meeting of the Lord of the Rings. Just now, she was almost bored to death. Got it! If you have time to listen to these weird uncles here, you might as well fly to the tree and catch that delicious-looking big bird!
It's just a tattered ring, so what's so rare about it?
If she was left to handle it by herself, she could just throw it into her space bag, and I was sure that the great lich named Sauron would never be able to find it in her lifetime! Or, just burn it with flames yourself?
No matter how bad it is, she can open a long-distance portal, drive directly to the top of the mountain pass of that doomsday volcano, and then easily drop this rag?
Of course, although little Annie had many ways to deal with it, she just didn't say it out loud and made them angry to death! Let them go on their own!
"Ahem...I even forgot to introduce it to everyone..."
After hearing Boromir's question, Gandalf, who was sitting aside, reached out and quickly comforted Anne, who was about to give the human uncle opposite him a good look, and then quickly introduced to the other envoys and said:
"This is Your Excellency Anne Hastur. As you can see, she is indeed a human being."
"But...she is also a more powerful witch than me! So, Boromir, I think it is not a wise choice for you to offend such a being..."
Gandalf's meaning was already obvious. He should admit his mistake and apologize as soon as possible. Otherwise, even he might not be able to stop this little girl from going crazy after being provoked.
"..."
Well, such an inconspicuous little girl is actually a more powerful wizard than this old man? ! If that's the case, then he really can't afford to offend.
"What about him? Who is he?!"
However, it is absolutely impossible for his great General Boromir to apologize to a little girl! Therefore, he had no choice but to turn his head in embarrassment and look again at the ranger who dared to refute his words.
He really couldn't afford to offend a little girl wizard, but he could always bully and make things difficult for this lonely little ranger, right? Anyway, the Kingdom of Arno in the north has long since disbanded, and all that is left are a group of leaderless rangers fighting on their own, and they will never become a big deal!
"He is Aragorn, the son of Arathorn II and Gilraen, the thirty-ninth generation grandson of Isildur! Do you think he is qualified to sit here?"
"And, if I remember correctly, you should now need to swear allegiance to him..."
At this time, a handsome elf who had been silent and had a good relationship with Aragorn finally couldn't help it anymore and stood up suddenly and said loudly.
During the years of traveling in Aragorn, he, the elf prince of Silvan, had formed a deep friendship with Aragorn! Now, seeing his friend being made things difficult for him, he would definitely help.
In fact, the Immortals of various races present here all know Aragorn more or less, and their friendship with each other is not bad. They also know a little bit about Aragorn's true identity.
Even in the early years, Aragorn hid his real name and served as a general under the Regent of Gondor, Exilion II. He not only made great achievements for Gondor, but also made Exilion Leon loves this mysterious officer even more than his own son Denese!
It's a pity that the life span of ordinary humans is too short. Two generations later, the current Boromir does not recognize him. Therefore, it is not entirely unreasonable for the future Aragorn to successfully ascend the throne of Gondor!
Look, except for those quick-dead humans in the Kingdom of Gondor who have forgotten him, the heads of other races, don’t they have a close relationship with him? With such a wide network of contacts, let alone legally inheriting a kingdom, even if he directly usurps the throne, it is estimated that these big guys present will turn a blind eye, right?
"..."
"Aragorn...? This is the descendant of Isildur?!"
If the little witch who was said to be very powerful just now was someone that he did not dare to offend easily and could make him feel scared, then the current ranger was someone who could shock Boromir.
Their Kingdom of Gondor has not had a king for nearly a thousand years, and has always been ruled by the Prime Minister.
And now, a wild man who he doesn't know randomly comes out and wants to pretend to be the royal family of Gondor and the descendant of Elendil? What a joke! ?
Therefore, what Boromir just said was very calculated, because he only specifically pointed out that the other party was a descendant of Isildur, and did not say anything else!
This is because, after the death of the king of Gondor in 1944 of the Third Era, when Gondor faced a succession crisis, the prime minister of Gondor decided and pointed out two very important precedents, which affected the future selection of the king of Gondor. The laws, that is: first, the heir of Isildur must not become the king of Gondor! Second, only the eldest or the remaining male direct descendant of the Anarian family can ascend to the throne!
As a result, a very interesting phenomenon appeared here: Elendil was the son of Amendil, Prince Andunai of the Numenor Empire, and the father of Isildur and Anarian, and he was the king of northern Middle-earth. The founding king of the Kingdom of Arnor and the Kingdom of Gondor in the south of the Midway Continent!
As a result, a strange thing happened: after the death of Elendil, Isildur officially transferred the inheritance of Gondor to his younger brother Anarion, but he himself chose to go north to the Kingdom of Arnor.
Therefore, legally speaking, all direct or collateral descendants of Isildur certainly do not have the right to inherit the throne of Gondor! However, if the descendants of Isildur claimed to be the direct descendants of Elendil, then legally speaking, they would definitely have the absolute right to inherit both the Kingdom of Arnor and the Kingdom of Gondor!
To put it simply, the descendants of Isildur cannot inherit the Kingdom of Gondor! However, the descendants of Elendil can! Even if they are actually the same person!
To put it more plainly, that is: Uncle A, the father’s son, cannot inherit the family property of his uncle Jue Si, but uncle A, the grandfather’s grandson, can! How about it? Isn’t this a very fucked-up logic?
And now, this Aragorn is the thirty-ninth generation grandson of Isildur. If he dares to use this name to inherit the Kingdom of Gondor, he, Boromir, can confidently draw his sword and fight with him. Even if they kill each other directly, no one will dare to gossip!
Because Isildur's thirty-ninth generation grandson has no right to claim to inherit the king of Gondor!
However, if the Aragorn in front of him is asking the prime minister of the Kingdom of Gondor to return the throne of the kingdom to him in the name of the fortieth generation grandson of Elendil, and if Boromir does not want to rebel against an unworthy person, If he had the reputation of being loyal and unjust, then he would have no choice but to do as he was told!
"..."
"Gondor has no king! Gondor doesn't need a king now!"
After glancing at the Silvan elf representative behind him, and then turning his head to stare at the so-called son of Arathorn who was sitting in a slightly awkward position, Boromir snorted coldly and turned back to his seat. Walked away and said in a gloomy tone at the same time.
Now, he no longer wanted to argue about the Lord of the Rings.
He just slumped in his seat, panting heavily, and staring at the so-called legal king of the Kingdom of Gondor with sinister eyes from time to time.
He, Boromir, will never admit this so-called son of Arathorn who has made no contribution to Gondor but wants to jump out and pick peaches at this time!
(PS: I personally believe that Boromir’s words of not acknowledging Aragorn laid the cause of his death! How could Gandalf, the cunning and cunning old thief who has lived for thousands of years, tolerate him continuing to live as a stumbling block? Otherwise, why? Everyone in the Fellowship of the Ring is fine, and a few useless hobbits are fine, but let the eldest son of the Prime Minister of Gondor, who opposes Aragorn's succession to the throne, die outside his home?!)
"Aragorn is right, none of us can use this Supreme Ring!"
After seeing that there was no further conflict between the two, Gandalf forced a smile, and then quickly concluded that he did not want the two parties to get entangled over the identity of Aragorn! At least, not at this time.
"So, we have only one choice left now, and that is: try to destroy this evil Lord of the Rings!"
After seeing everyone finally quiet down, the host of the meeting, King Elrond, finally stood up again and said.
Now, the external evil forces have begun to gather and are eyeing them, and the strong orcs of Isengard are also showing signs of appearing. Therefore, Elrond must not allow this Supreme Lord of the Ring to stay here in Rivendell! Today, they must make a reasonable choice for this and come up with a plan!
After Elf King Ailong's speech ended, the representatives of each race began to look at each other a little bit.
Obviously, they have no objections to destroying the Lord of the Rings for the time being, and they dare not have any objections! Anyway, the Lord of the Rings must not be taken away by anyone here. It would be a good idea to simply destroy it so that no one can get it!
However, how to destroy it is a big problem...
"Then what are we waiting for?!"
Suddenly, a honest and reckless voice roared.
Then, before anyone could react, a bearded dwarf picked up the big ax hidden behind his seat, went up to the Supreme Lord of the Rings on the stone table, and slashed hard enough to split the Huashan Mountain. hit!
The next moment, after a huge collision, something happened that shocked the dwarves: their elite ax directly broke and exploded into a pile of fragments under the huge force? And that ring, lying on the stone table unscathed, not even a scratch?
"You cannot destroy the One Ring, Gimli, son of Groim!"
"In fact, no one here can do this... The Lord of the Rings is forged from the flames of Mount Doom, so it can only be successfully destroyed in the flames of Mount Doom..."
After staring at the ring and the broken ax fragments on the stone table, King Elrond spoke word by word.
"Cut~!"
Little Annie on the other side, after taking a look at the dwarf who was still in a daze on the ground, curled her lips angrily. The other man's move just now had scared the big bird on the tree that she had been staring at for a long time. gone……
As for what the elf leader Elrond said, Anne didn't quite agree.
In her opinion, destroying this Lord of the Rings is too easy! Her fire magic skills are the strongest. Isn't it just like playing to melt a Lord of the Rings? Where do I need to go to the volcano of doom? But, seeing how anxious but helpless they were, she was secretly disdainful but didn't say it out loud!
"The Ring must penetrate deep into the realm of Mordor and then cast it into the abyss of fire where it was forged."
"So, one of you must do this!"
The plan is there, but who will implement it now is a big problem! After all, this is a mission with a narrow chance of death, or even a tenth chance of death?
Therefore, after the Elf King Ailong's words ended, the representatives from all parties fell silent instantly. No one dared to speak out first, and they did not want to be the one to stand out for something that was obviously life-threatening. stupid!
"Hmph! Don't think about it! Entering Mordor is not an easy task!"
"Where is that dark gate? There are not only powerful evil guards, but also orcs and demons patrolling day and night! Sauron's evil eye is constantly monitoring..."
"Besides, inside Mordor, there is still a barren and barren wasteland, covered with flames, dust and ashes. Even the air you breathe is full of poisonous smoke... You don't even have a place to hide from enemies or rest quietly..."
"So, even if you give me 10,000 troops, I can't get in! Then let alone sneaking in alone..."
Boromir, who has been fighting with Mordor all year round, sneered and told everything he knew immediately. Their Gondor scouts had spent a lot of time inquiring about the situation in Mordor over the years! Of course, more people were discovered by the enemy and died tragically!
"Didn't you hear what King Elrond said? The Ring must be destroyed!"
When the elf prince Legolas saw that this human was actually destroying morale again, he stood up again and refuted loudly.
"Then what you mean is: it's up to you to do it?!"
Seeing that the elf he disliked the most stood up, Gimli, who had just failed to chop down the Lord of the Rings, asked loudly and unhappily.
"What if we fail? What if Sauron gets the ring? What should we do?!"
Boromir stood up again and joined in the loud quarrel.
"Even if I die, I will never give up the Ring to any elf!"
Of course, the bearded dwarf Gimli, who was louder than the others, was not willing to be left behind, so he jumped down from his chair at the same time and directly raised his head to quarrel with the tall elf.
have to! At this time, the representatives of human Gondor, several Silvan elves and the few dwarves who were relatively peaceful all stood up one after another, and started a group quarrel about the Lord of the Rings.
"Ha! Interesting, this is how fun it is!"
Compared with the headaches of King Elrond, Gandalf and Aragorn, little Annie seemed to be much more energetic because it had nothing to do with her!
She didn't know where she got a plate of elf snacks from, and while eating them, she stared at the group of adults arguing with great interest. She was looking forward to the full martial arts show they would perform next!
Anyway, isn’t it often said on TV? When words cannot be used to easily convince the other party, fists become the best choice? At some point, the one with the bigger fist is justified?
Things have developed to this point, and little Annie is ready to act as a qualified audience. She hopes that today, she can see this group of people beating their heads to pieces?
"Never trust a treacherous elf!"
"You greedy dwarves are no better!"
"Yes, it is obvious to all that the greedy dwarves are willing to hollow out the entire Misty Mountain just to find a piece of gold!"
"You're talking nonsense! We dug up Wushan for the mithril mine! There isn't much gold there in Wushan!"
"No! The ring should be given to us humans!"
"Hell! I can't give it to you shameless humans! If your human king hadn't been greedy for the ring, it would have been destroyed by now!"
"..."
So, seeing the representatives of several parties becoming more and more noisy, other people who had not joined the battle group could only look with a headache at this group of high-level officials from various races who were pushing and shouting, and were about to beat someone with their fists.
Of course, the exception is the little girl here! When others are arguing, distressed, or angry, Anne is the happiest!
"Please be quiet! While you are making noise, Sauron's power is strengthening!"
"Shut up...it's pointless for you to do this..."
"No! I definitely don't trust any of you anyway! The Ring should be given to us!"
"That's right! The Lord of the Rings should keep us human beings! It used to belong to us!"
"..."
"No one can escape, you will be destroyed ..."
"well……"
Right now, except for the Hobbit, a unscrupulous girl, and a headache, holding the forehead with the forehead and the elven king Ailong, who was crooked on the chair, everyone had been rolled in.
They were originally just for who to take the ring to the doomsday volcano, but noisy, they became who to keep and have a ring? !
…
"I do!"
Finally, when I saw that even Gan Daofu was dragged into the gang of quarrels by this group of people, and King Ailong seemed to be unwilling to control, the Hobbiti people who had been watching the meeting in the venue beside him, I couldn't help it.
Then he stood up directly, walked next to the stone table, picked up the ring on the table, and said to the representatives of all ethnic groups who were still arguing loudly.
"I am willing to bring this Supreme Ring to Magic, and to the doomsday volcano! But, I may not recognize the way ..."
