Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

The prime minister's invitation was important, but before going to Gondor again, Levi took out a pen and signed his name for the young ranger.

"If writing my name can bring some kind of increase or protection, then I am willing to write until the pen is clean."

Patting the young ranger on the shoulder, Levi expressed encouragement.

"May this cloak play its due role and help you hide in the wilderness."

"Thank you very much!"

The young ranger looked at Levi with a fiery look, his mouth almost crooked with a smile.

The calm ranger who faithfully passed on the prime minister's order was hesitant, his hands scratching each other, and after a while he couldn't help rubbing his stubble.

Or I want an autograph too?

…

Buzz——

The horn of Gondor sounded, and the city gate opened for the guests.

Hula——

Large petals were scattered in the air and slowly fell.

The residents on both sides of the street waved their hands to greet the black-armored warriors who came in. For a moment, the whole city was bustling. All the places where the city gate could be observed were full of people.

But Levi, who was in the center of the crowd, was stunned.

"Is it a festival today?" He asked the ranger beside him.

The older ranger thought for a while and said, "It could be."

Levi nodded slowly and said, "Then I came here by chance."

"You can come whenever you want."

"Is that so?"

Levi looked left and right, and felt that countless eyes gathered on him, and the enthusiasm was so enthusiastic that it almost burned through the nether alloy armor.

The young ranger on the other side couldn't stand the inexplicable conversation between the two people, which was like guessing riddles, and said to Levi directly:

"Today is not any festival in Gondor. The residents came out because of you. You returned the humiliation suffered by Gondor thousands of years ago to the Witch King. This matter has spread to every corner of Minas Tirith."

A string in his mind snapped.

Hiss——

Levi took a breath and thought carefully.

Yes, it seems that there is such a thing.

The reason why Gondor entered the era of prime ministers was because their last king was killed by the Witch King. It happened that the king was obsessed with martial arts and was busy playing with big swords all day long. He didn't have time to leave any offspring.

"Well, well... I understand. I'm just surprised by the enthusiasm of the people of Gondor."

Levi smiled and responded, and waved to the residents on both sides of the road and those on the upper floors to respond, as if he had known everything for a long time.

In fact, he was quite shocked.

Now I say that I'm just a little annoyed that the Witch King poured dirty water into my territory, so I just want to make an appointment with him to beat him up... I guess no one will believe it?

It feels like beating a monster on the side of the road but inexplicably triggering an important branch.

"Let's cheer for the legend of the north and Gondor's ally-Hero Levi!"

"Oh--!!!"

When Turgon heard the cheers that went straight to the sky in the city, he knew who was coming.

The old chancellor stood up from his seat and walked all the way to the fountain square, looking down from the edge of the top floor of the White City.

"Why are there so many people..."

Although he did not object to the residents praising the heroic deeds, was this a bit exaggerated?

The last time I saw such a welcoming scale was when the army returned from retaking an abandoned city on the front line.

"Our people should relax, father."

At this moment, Ecthelion followed closely behind. He stood behind his old father and looked down with him, saying:

"Since the return of the great enemy, the enemies in the south are ready to move. Whether it is you, the soldiers or the residents, everyone's nerves have been tense because of this matter, until now."

"In the past few years, everyone has been afraid that the peace that has lasted for a long time will suddenly disappear."

"Let Gondor celebrate this time. This news will inspire all the soldiers still fighting on the front line."

"No matter how good the string is, it can't be kept tight, right?"

Alas -

"Okay, fine, it's up to you."

Turgon sighed and waved his hand.

"I am old, and my eyes are not as good as before. Some things should have been handed over to you long ago."

"Heh."

After saying that, Turgon laughed again, and he slowly raised his head and looked at the eastern sky.

"If the dark lord had returned decades earlier, he would have seen me on the battlefield."

Ecthelion lowered his head, looked at his father's somewhat hunched back, and remained silent.

Neither he nor his father were pure Dunedain, and a hundred years was the limit, and now his father was over ninety...

The noise gradually approached, and it did not stop until it reached the stairs leading to the top floor of the palace.

The prime minister and his son moved to the stairs and waited silently.

"Welcome, our ally."

When Levi's figure gradually rose to the top floor, Turgon smiled.

"Today, the gates of Gondor are open for you."

Hmm?

Looking at Turgon, who suddenly became much kinder than usual, Levi was a little bit unaccustomed to it for a while.

"Thank you. If there is a chance, the gate of the roadside fort can also be raised for you."

The two shook hands and smiled at each other.

The little unpleasantness that happened before was forgotten.

Eccelian looked at this scene from behind, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and he also laughed sincerely.

The reputation of Gondor rose again at this moment, comparable to the distant Black Forest Kingdom - if needed, the army can be gathered for it.

Theoretically, Levi can now immediately raise an elite army composed of dwarves, humans, and elves from various kingdoms, and obtain the support of multiple kingdoms and forces at the same time.

"To this day, I don't know how to repay your kindness to Gondor."

Turgon said, waving his hand backwards, and a guard came forward with a box.

He opened the box, and inside was an exquisitely crafted dagger with a golden hilt and gems inlaid on both sides. The blade shone dazzlingly in the sunlight and looked quite sharp.

Levi picked up the dagger, and immediately a prompt came out.

[Prime Minister's Dagger] Attack +6, attack speed +50%.

What a sharp dagger!

Levi looked carefully and found that there was a blank emblem frame on the hilt, with nothing on it.

"That's our family's coat of arms."

Ecthelion came over and explained in a low voice: "The Prime Minister can only act as the king in the absence of the king, and cannot use the emblem of power."

"So, it is blank, and it can only be blank. Later, this blank became the symbol of our family."

"It corresponds to the dark coat of arms of the Dark Lord. We swear to fight against all darkness."

"We will talk about these old things later."

Turgon interrupted his son's narration. He came closer and looked at Levi and said: "I hope to use this gift to commemorate our friendship. In addition, the blank coat of arms on it can represent me and my family. When needed, just show it. Anyone who knows Gondor will know its meaning."

"I know this may not be of much use to you, but please accept it."

Looking at the solemn and sincere eyes of the old man in front of him, Levi's expression also became serious.

"Then I will accept this friendship certificate from Gondor on behalf of myself and the people in my territory."

The gift-giving ceremony was completed under the dead white tree at the highest point of Gondor under the witness of the people of the city.

The applause sounded like a rainstorm.

Thanks for the monthly ticket and recommendation ticket, thank you, thank you, it's the end of the month, I'll secretly write more.