"That's Sauron!" Gandalf jumped up: "The enemy already knows our movements, and he will not sit still and wait for death. He will launch the final attack, and we don't have much time."
"Maybe. But our plans are still unknown to him. And the hope of Middle-earth may not be lost." Elrond said: "Now, sit down and listen to the whole story, and then decide what to do. "
The rest of the crowd looked at the small ring on the stone table in shock or fear, their hearts heavy. But at the same time, many people looked at the Silver King with hope. Because they all saw the scene of Turka fighting against the Dark Lord, and thought that he was the hope of Middle-earth.
"Now we know the reason for the fall of Ecthelion II, but we still have no evidence that Orendil is Sauron." Glorfindel said: "A wise man may know the true face of the enemy, but where Humanity is still deceived, and we cannot attack Minas Tirith directly."
This was what Tulka was in trouble for, and he sat back in his chair without saying a word.
Many people immediately started whispering. The dwarves have no interest in the depravity of mankind - the dwarves have their own troubles, and Gloin and the others are sympathetic to the plight of mankind, but only with sympathy.
Many people among the elves think that Glorfindel is right. Second-born children have their own destiny. The era of elves is about to pass, and they will not launch an army to solve problems for humans. Moreover, they may not have this power.
"Humanity needs a true king." Gandalf said: "The true master of the City of Kings should return. He should hold the Fire of the West, swear by the last blood of Elendil, and call on the southern humans to return from the false world. Take back the power of Gondor in your hands."
"But there is no king in Gondor anymore." Legolas questioned. Due to the changes in the plot, the Elf Prince did not travel to Middle-earth as originally, but hid in the forest and lived happily with his wife Tauriel in Thranduil's palace. Therefore, he knew nothing about Aragorn. known.
Now that Boromir has explained the causes and consequences of his grandfather's fall, his usurpation will naturally not be recognized by other forces in Middle-earth. It is impossible for the Hurin family to replace the blood of the ancient kings as the successor of Gondor. host.
At that time, Boromir and Faramir sat back in their seats sadly and remained silent.
"There is still one person who can inherit the throne of Gondor." Elrond said: "The bloodline of Anarian is indeed extinct, but the bloodline of Isildur is still circulating among mankind, and the final glory and power of mankind have not yet been cut off."
"Who is he?" shouted Gimli.
The two Boromir brothers also opened their eyes wide, as if expecting and questioning: Who can become the Lord of Gondor!
Aragorn stood up at this time and drew the sword that Frodo had never seen before - it was a broken sword, but even a hobbit could see that it was extraordinary.
"This is the Holy Sword of Nasil." The Son of Arathorn dressed as a vagabond said loudly: "It was it that cut off Sauron's finger thousands of years ago and ended the rule of the Demon Lord. Human beings may not have forgotten it. The dwarves should also remember the power!”
At that time, the sunlight shone on its remaining handle, emitting a light like a flame.
Gimli felt a majestic king suddenly appear in his brilliance, and his sharp eyes almost pierced his face. He jumped up quickly, bowed to the son of Arathorn and said: "Ah, this is indeed a respectable sword. .The dwarf craftsman Tielha forged it and gave it to humans. Elendil wielded it in the name of the king. The dwarves remember it all. Please forgive me, I didn't know that any of us except Lol Odgon , there is actually a king.”
"Not yet." Aragorn placed the broken Holy Sword of Nasil on the stone table and bowed to Elrond and Turka. At that time, he already knew his destiny and understood that the future of mankind would be in his hands. He said: "But if this is the fate of the descendants of Isildur, I will shoulder it vigorously."
Elrond and Turka returned the greeting. "The blood of the King of Men will return today." Elrond said: "This is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. The most powerful person in the southern kingdom to be king. His blood can be traced back to Isildur."
Frodo was amazed. Only then did he realize that the homeless man he had always thought of actually had such a prominent identity.
Although Boromir had already guessed at that time, he was still extremely shocked when Elrond actually announced this fact.
"Then, all the original prophecies have come true." Faramir said: "Before the Battle of Osgilias, my brother and I had a dream. In the dream, we felt that the sky in the east was gradually getting darker, and The thunder rolled, but in the west a pale light lingered, and in the light I heard a distant but clear voice, calling thus: Look for the Broken Sword, which is hidden in Imladris;
There will be a gathering there to discuss matters far more powerful than Morgul's spell.
During the discussion, a talisman will appear, and the outcome of your fate will be at your fingertips.
The dragon's voice penetrates the clouds, and hope is in the north.
When the old king and the new king arrive at the White City, Isildur's nemesis will die here. "
"The ancestor of the Númenóreans is my brother, so you also have the blood of elves in your blood, so you can sense the future." Elrond said: "The broken sword is Nasil, this is correct; The talisman is the Supreme Ring; Lord Turka deters our common enemy; and the 'Old King' is fulfilling the return of the human king's bloodline. He will arrive at the White City with the 'New King' to overthrow Sauron's rule. rule."
"If the wisdom of Elrond also says so, then it must be so." Gamil of Gray Port said: "The descendants of Isildur are indeed qualified to ask the false minister to hand over his power, but I still can't help but want to ask: Will the humans of Earth welcome the Sword of Elendil back to that land?"
"In this regard, we all agree: yes!" At that time, most of the doubts in Boromir's heart had faded, and he said: "Before today, we learned that Isildur's descendants were named Thorongil in Isil. Silion fought hard and saved many of the people of Gondor, our people, from the barbarians from the east."
Aragorn bowed slightly.
Boromir and Faramir returned the greeting. Under the bright sunshine, this scene is remembered by many people, as if it symbolizes the reunification of mankind.
Gandalf, Elrond and Turka looked at each other and smiled.
"So, if people know that the heroes of the common people are the blood of the lost kings in the past, I think they will welcome the return of the real king with joy!" Boromir said.
At this time, Bilbo stood up and blurted out:
Real gold may not shine,
The prodigal may not be astray;
Old and strong, it will not wither,
Deep roots are not afraid of severe frost.
The hot fire awakens from the cold ashes,
Light dances in the shadows;
The broken blade of Qingfeng will be recast,
The uncrowned returns as king.
"I wrote this poem myself. Although it is not a good work, I think it is good to use it here." The old hobbit said.
Aragorn smiled at him.
This is true for everyone. It's as if a very difficult problem has been solved. Although Frodo didn't quite understand, he still clapped his hands happily.
"The sword of Elendil will be reforged." Elrond said: "When it arrives in the city of holy white stone, the people of that land will know that the Dark Ages will end."
This is a prophecy and a conclusion. The three heroes of mankind immediately bowed and paid their heartfelt respect to the Lord of the Valley.
"The Woodland Kingdom is happy that the blood of the King of Men has returned to Minas Tirith, but now there is a question." Legolas said: "What should we do with this ring? The enemy already knows that we are plotting Overthrow his rule, and his weapons cannot remain here."
"Destroying it is the only option," Elrond said.
"Then what are you waiting for?" the dwarf Gimli shouted impatiently, picked up his ax and struck at the ring on the stone table.
Turka even couldn't bear to look at it.
In fact, just as he expected, the hot-tempered son of Groin was instantly knocked back by the power of the Supreme Ring, and the sharp ax broke into multiple pieces.
"Foolish dwarf," cried Gandalf. "This ring cannot be destroyed by mortal forces. In fact, none of us can destroy it."
Gimli was helped up by his old father. His small eyes hidden under his lush beard and hair revealed fear and fear, "What should we do?" He looked at Turka: "Even the Silver King cannot destroy it. ?"
"You heard what Lord Mithrandir said." Aratu frowned: "It cannot be destroyed by mortal forces."
Gimli was stared at by those equally majestic golden vertical pupils, and he became timid in his heart. He muttered: "I thought Master Turka would definitely be able to solve this little problem. He is not a mortal! I mean, in In the hearts of the dwarves, he is greater than all the kings in the world.”
Turka smiled. He made a gesture and Aratu immediately closed his mouth. "Although I don't want to admit it, but yes, I can't destroy it. The Supreme Ring was forged from the flames of Mount Doom and contains all of Sauron's vicious and cruel thoughts and power. It will confuse people's hearts and make people fall into darkness. No matter how great it is, No wise man can control it, because it has had only one master since its birth, and that is Sauron! It would only be unfortunate for anyone else to have it, even if he only wanted to use it to do good at first."
He sighed, looking at Bilbo and Frodo with soft and admiring eyes, "It can only be destroyed in the doomsday cracks of Orojun, at least that's what I know."
The elves' garden became silent, and sorrow and uneasiness occupied their hearts again. At this time, many of them realized how great and brave the Hobbits they had always despised and looked down on really were.
Frodo even squirmed a little shyly - he was really not used to being watched by so many people. Especially, there are so many big names among them.
