If we say that it is regrettable that the Silver King is occasionally missing from the team - especially Kili, he squeezes beside the Silver King almost every day and looks at him with adoring eyes. Ask him about various legendary stories. On this day, the heavy rain made everyone feel tired.
"Mr. Gandalf. Can't you think of something to deal with this heavy rain?" Dori couldn't help but say. The heavy rain made his beard wet, and it was sticky and uncomfortable.
"It's going to rain, what can I do?"
The wizard seemed a little unhappy. His magic was not a funny trick - although he did have it, the dwarves actually asked him to change the weather. This was the authority of Valar. If he did this, he might offend the powerful ones. Happy, and.
"Uncle Dwarf had better get used to it. When the rain stops, his beard will dry up." He said: "If you really want to change the weather, then find another wizard. I can't do this alone. thing."
This topic suddenly interested Bilbo, who was originally cold and tired.
"Are there other wizards?"
"Of course...oh." The wizard himself was stunned, because he always felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.
In particular, Fili laughed at the same time as some of the other dwarves.
Obviously, they also remembered the original scene.
"Yes Yes."
Gandalf said angrily: "There are five wizards, one white, one brown, two blue, and there is an old gray Gandalf! Yes, that's me."
Bilbo even thought for a moment that he heard it wrong. Is there such a way to describe a wizard?
White, brown, blue...Did Gandalf smoke too much and damage his head?
But the dwarves laughed louder.
Even Thorin couldn't help but smile. He asked: "How is Radagast doing? I haven't heard from the Friends of the Forest for many years. Is he still so slovenly?"
"Otherwise, what would he be like?" Gandalf shook his head helplessly, but finally smiled: "He is just the same person, and he can't change it. As for the news about him... Well, a few years ago, I was in the Great Green Forest. I saw him in the south, and he returned to the hut over there to take care of the little animals there.”
He glanced at Thorin and said, "The other thing is to monitor the ruins of Dol Guldur to prevent evil from breeding there again."
Upon hearing that evil name, the faces of Thorin and many dwarves suddenly darkened.
Everyone was silent.
Bilbo was left alone looking at this and that in confusion. I don’t know what I said wrong.
At night, the silver king still did not come back, which deepened everyone's sorrow.
It happened that at this time, everyone heard some kind of wolf howling.
"What's this?"
It had been almost 10 days since he went out. This was the first time Bilbo heard such a heart-wrenching sound. He rolled his eyes uneasily and his hands and feet became weak.
"Those are evil wolves." Kili threatened him: "There are also orcs."
But he was stopped by Fili.
The dwarf prince who had experienced the attack and defense of Mithlond was more calm than in the original history. He said: "Don't scare him. Meeting an orc is not fun."
After being scolded by his brother, Qili closed his mouth angrily.
This scene was watched by Balin, Dwalin, and even Thorin and the wizard, and a look of satisfaction flashed in their eyes.
But soon, they looked solemnly at the darkness outside the camp.
"It has only been less than ten years, and they have reappeared." Thorin gritted his teeth and said: "These filthy creatures reproduce at an astonishing speed like mice. They are crushed again and again, and they are killed!"
Gandalf held his pipe in worry and said nothing.
This made Bilbo even more worried.
At that moment, he missed the Silver King like never before.
He didn't think so at ordinary times, but when he was really in danger, Bilbo realized that that tall figure was so reliable and reassuring!
Annuminas.
Ten years have passed, and the once towering King's Tower has restored its glory, just as it did when Western humanity was at its peak in the last era.
People came here because of the reputation of the Silver King Turka Aracano, recuperated here and became residents here.
Some buildings and urban areas have been renovated and built, and the gates that were once destroyed by Turka were re-erected with the help of the Blue Mountain dwarves.
Streets were paved with new flagstones and stagnant water was drained.
The traces of the orcs' abuse completely disappeared, and the great royal capital slowly regained its popularity.
The towering Tower of Elendil rests on the top floor of the Isil Hedron.
That is an extremely precious treasure. It was forged by the Elves in the West and given to the Númenóreans in the Second Age. Later, the most noble group of humans among the second-born children completely disappeared under the waves for some reason, and most of the crystals disappeared with it.
Only seven Palantir flowed into the hands of Elendil and his two sons.
With their strength and these hedrons, these loyal Númenóreans established the Kingdom of Arnor in the north and Gondor in the south, and Western humanity entered a new chapter.
It’s just that things are fleeting and the world is ups and downs.
The once prosperous kingdom in the north was now long dead, and Gondor in the south was also in decline, so these precious crystals were lost again.
It was not until the First War of Light that the coalition forces recaptured an Isil Crystal from the Dark Lord.
This crystal was later placed in the Tower of Elendil by the gray-robed wizard. When Turka Aracano needed to know news from afar, he would climb to the top of the tower to examine everything inside and outside the country.
On this day, Turka, who disappeared from the adventure team, reappeared in this city that was slowly returning to life.
He climbed up to the Tower of Elendil alone, and came down after a long time with a serious look on his face.
Arathon immediately stepped forward and said, "My lord, how is the situation in the south?"
Ten years is enough for humans to become more mature. The once dusty and sharp-eyed ranger was now the Deputy Prime Minister wearing a gorgeous robe, a beard, and a majestic expression. I have to say that time has really changed a lot of things.
"Ecthelion is not in Minas Tirith, the Gondorians are attacking Umbar Port, and their battle with the pirates is in full swing; but there are already dead people in the city." Turka used the Isil Crystal , but the news received is not optimistic.
He said.
"Gondor is just like us. The people are plagued by some kind of disease, and the doctors are helpless! Turgon II has banned slaves from the south from entering the Holy White City, but what is certain is that this situation first appeared in Lebenning Plains.”
Lebennen is one of the southern fiefdoms of the Kingdom of Gondor. It is located south of the White Mountains, sandwiched between the rivers Gillane and Anduin. Known for its verdant fields and many rivers, it is also known as the Land of the Five Rivers, since the rivers Anduin, Kairos, Sireth, Serni, and Gillane all flow through the fiefdom.
The port of Pelagir is the largest city in Lebennen, and it is also the base camp where Ecthelion led his army to conquer the southern continent.
"So, is it certain that the disease in the city is the same as that in Gondor?" Fenna, Turka's lover, was also there at this time. She wore a white forehead crown connected by broken diamonds and a light blue tight-fitting robe. She looked like the goddess of moonlight and an elf warrior.
Although they haven't held a grand wedding yet, many people have already determined that she is the new queen of the north.
In addition, the elf Galdo is also there.
He is the marshal of the city.
Together with Arathorn, he was responsible for many things in the new northern kingdom.
"It's almost the same."
Turka said, with deep confusion and worry in his eyes: "But I don't understand why the plague in the south spread to the north? As far as I know, we have not accepted refugees from the south recently, right?"
"My lord!"
Alazon was the person in charge of this aspect. He immediately said with certainty: "Yes, not really. And I have been looking for people who came in and out of the city gate some time ago, but there is nothing particularly abnormal."
"Then there's only one possibility."
Turka said: "Someone brought the plague to the north without telling us!"
Everyone was horrified.
I felt a shadow quickly sweeping in from the south, covering the vast Central Continent. The first to be lost was Gondor in the south, followed closely by the north.
In the end, the dwarves could not avoid it, and only the firstborn children were left alone in the vast Middle-earth.
"If that's the case, what kind of evil force would do such a terrible thing!" Arazon's face turned pale: "That was a plague, something more terrifying than war, in the Second and Third Era. The plague has filled all the rivers in the continent with dead people!”
Fenna and Galdo's expressions were not good-looking either.
Although the elves are not afraid of the plague, if only the firstborn children are left on the continent, then what is the meaning of this world?
"Now, what we want to determine is whether there is a cure for this disease." Turka said, and he ordered Arazon to take patients who had recently suffered from such diseases to a clean room in the lower city and isolate them. Come on. Then he walked in alone and used the power of the Elessa gem to treat the lifeless patient, who had no obvious signs of physical and mental symptoms.
after one day.
Turka walked out with a sullen face.
"The Elessa Gem can only keep him alive, but it cannot cure him." The Dragonborn's expression was very solemn, and a sharp light flashed in the golden vertical pupils: "This is more like black magic than a plague." He said: "Maybe we should get a wizard to take a look."
The expressions of Arasorn and the elf were solemn.
"Why didn't Mithrandir notice the epidemic in Gondor before?" Finna looked at him with worry. She didn't really want him to continue taking risks, but at the same time she knew she couldn't stop him, so she said, "What he cares about Too much, so that the immediate threat is ignored. If it is black magic, then there is only one possibility, the demonic shadow is back."
The Dragonborn took her hand and showed a gentle smile.
"Don't worry, even if the demonic shadow comes back, I can drive him out again." He looked into the distance, passing through the mountains, rivers and lakes, and came to a land of deathly silence.
"As long as he dares to show up!"
Fenna nodded and held his hand.
Oh, love, love, even the elves cannot escape it.
After confirming that this was not a simple plague, Turka asked Arazon and the others to strictly control and isolate the people from each other as much as possible.
At the same time, he asked Arazon and the others to pay special attention to the strangers who appeared during this period, because he had a vague feeling that this was more likely to be man-made.
However, precisely because of his order, the newly born Northern Kingdom will usher in an extremely terrifying conspiracy.
