[The Silmarillion] Romimus

"What happened yesterday?" asked Meglin.

"It's not a big deal, Glorfindel is just drunk. Really, what's the use of calling me back for this kind of thing?" Romimos looked annoyed, "It's fine now, I don't even know what I'm doing When will these things be finished. Are you free today?"

"I'm afraid I can't help you, I'm not at all easier than you." Meglin shrugged, "I have to prepare various plans for the siege, Gondolin's guards will be much weaker than usual on the day of the Summer Gate. It is the most opportune time, but even so, it is not so easy to easily break through its walls."

"This year's Gate of Summer?!" Romemos's voice suddenly rose, and then she sighed weakly, "My God, even if I kill me, I can't finish it before that."

As the most famous traitor among the elves, bar none, the abuses against Maeglin by later generations can be described as overwhelming and varied, from his origin to his character, from his twisted love to his despicable behavior, only in metal forging In terms of smelting and smelting, no one can deny Maeglin's outstanding achievements. The specific performance of this aspect is that Maeglin personally designed and built the city walls and gates of Gondolin, and these buildings are so strong that Maeglin himself wants to destroy them. To the point of nerve-wracking.

"If we meet on the plain, Angband does have a considerable advantage," said Meglin, "but if it's a siege, I'll be frank... the Balrog won't do much in it, Orcs. The army is hopeless."

"If the gates of Gondolin are to be breached, a monster more terrible than the Balrog is needed," said he.

And among all the men of Morgoth who are known for their tyrannical strength, the only one who can rival Gothmog, the king of the Balrog, is Glauron, but he was killed by Turin Turin many years ago. Rumbar was killed.

So Morgoth summoned all the craftsmen and wizards who were loyal to him and had great power, and they copied or created many new dragons based on Glaurong.They are huge in size, and each of them can catch dozens or even hundreds of Balrogs. Their bodies are covered with extremely hard scales, which only a few metals can penetrate, and the most terrifying thing is the dragon fire in their bodies. The flame seemed to contain the power of Morgoth himself. Almost all metals and rocks were vulnerable to this flame, and they melted like water in a few minutes.

But in fact, these things were not related to Romimos at the beginning. Her only task was to continue to pretend to be Lan Wen, so as not to make the others of Gondolin suspicious.

Until one day, Sauron suddenly called her back.

"Romi, my dear, you did a great job with Gondolin." Sauron's smile was impeccable, "It's a pity that something went wrong in the end, but don't worry, the credit and honor belong to you, Mir Master Kou and I have not forgotten."

Romemos smacked his lips impatiently: "Speak directly."

"Your ability is more than that, you can do more things." Sauron said, "As long as you succeed, not only your previous mistakes can be made up for, but what you get will be more than what I promised you at first." And more."

"What do you want me to do again this time? Help you deal with the exiles who escaped from Dorias? Fenorian who are few left? Cirdan by the sea?" Romimos remained expressionless. , "No matter who it is, I can't do anything about it. You can only do things like pretending to be elves and sneaking into Gondolin once. No matter how stupid those elves are, they won't be fooled twice, right?"

"Look at you, you are always too modest." Sauron's smile remained unchanged, "And you overestimate those elves, Luo Mi. Since they can be fooled once, of course they will be fooled a second time. But this time I I didn't ask you to be a spy. After Gondolin was taken, it was only a matter of time before the other places. I came to you this time because if I remember correctly, you have a pair of wings and can use them to fly? "

"Yes, and if you remember correctly, my body was completely destroyed by you hundreds of years ago." Romimos mocked.

"But if you want, you can also recreate a new pair of wings, can't you?"

"..." Romimos looked at him vigilantly, but did not answer.

"Don't worry, Luo Mi, I won't force you to deal with the giant eagle this time. Last time it was all my fault. I only know that you are extraordinary, but I didn't understand you enough, so I didn't intend to destroy your work. Alas, you How can I forgive me?" Sauron's eyes were really sincere, but it's a pity that Romimos knew what kind of guy he was, so he just quietly watched how he continued to be a monster, "But the giant eagle is indeed one of our big ones. Threats, their mouths and claws are indeed sharp, but they are nothing more than scratching the iron scales of our dragons, the only trouble is that they can fly, so..."

"You want those dragons to fly too?" asked Romimos.

"Exactly." Sauron looked at Romemos with approval and expectation, "Can you do it, Luo Mi?"

Romemos didn't hesitate: "Impossible."

"..."

Sauron really wanted to slap him. It was too difficult to keep a smile in front of this girl, Romimos. He gritted his teeth secretly: "Why? You haven't even tried yet."

"You don't have to try it, you can tell it by looking at it." Romimos said, "It is not difficult to make a dragon that can fly, but this is the only way I can make it."

Romimos reached out and tapped in the void, a small monster appeared in the light, flapped its wings and flew around Romimos twice, then landed on her hand.

The monster was about the size of a crow, with a bird-like beak, two legs, and a pair of wings covered with colorful feathers.

Sauron raised one eyebrow: "... Isn't this just a bird?"

"No, this is a dragon, a dragon that can fly." Romimos said, and the strange "bird" opened its mouth, showing a mouthful of sharp teeth, and then stretched its wings. Sauron saw that the tips of its wings had Two claws, "Can't you see the scales on its body and legs? And its eyes, which are also typical dragon pupils. I said you can't even tell the difference between a bird and a dragon, right?"

"What I want is not such a bird-like dragon," Sauron suppressed his anger. "You just need to make the dragons made by Lord Melkor fly."

"That's why I told you that it's impossible." Romimos raised her hand, and the bird-like dragon in her hand flew into the air and disappeared into a halo, "What I showed you just now is not only It looks like a flying dragon, and it is already one-to-one in size. Of course, I can make it bigger if you need it, but three or four feet should be the limit. Thousands of hundreds of thousands or even millions of pounds of dragons want to fly easily with a pair of wings? Heck, it's really whimsical, which fool would say such a thoughtless thing?"

"Actually, this is Lord Melkor's idea. Lord Melkor thinks that if we can fly directly over the walls of Gondolin, we can save a lot of unnecessary work." Sauron took a deep breath and spoke softly. road.

"It's really difficult, but I like the challenge of turning the impossible into reality, and I will definitely try my best." Romimos did not change his face, and quickly admitted his cowardice.

"Then I'm counting on you, my dear." Sauron smiled, then sighed again, "Of course I know it's not easy, but you are the only one in Angband who can accomplish this feat."

Although Romemos didn't like Sauron, even she had to admit that Sauron always knew what to say to move her the most, no matter if he threatened or lured him.

In all fairness, Sauron wasn't giving her a high hat when he said that only Romimus could have created a winged dragon.Although Morgoth, as the once most powerful Vera, is not completely ignorant of this aspect, he and Sauron under his guidance also tried to transform some Balrogs and put wings on them, but the effect was not satisfactory. Ideally, those Balrog's wings are almost useless other than looking bluffing. Once they are knocked off a cliff, they can't even fly back up, let alone fight the giant eagle in the air.

And Romimos, although her own power is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Morgoth, she has studied under Manwe and Varda for thousands of years anyway, and Manwe is the master of wind and air. with all birds.

However, for Romemos, this was really a moment of pretentiousness. After the cremation, she racked her brains and couldn't figure out how to make those giants fly. After all, she didn't have the power of Manwe. Weidu is not of the same origin, she was originally Varda's follower!Maybe she can't grasp even a tenth of Manwë's wisdom!Why make it so difficult for her, a poor little girl? !

"Can't the structure be scaled up like a bird?" Meglin asked.

"It's not that simple." Romemos sighed, and explained to him, "There is a limit to the weight that a wing can carry. If a bird's weight doubles, the size of the wings that will allow it to fly is at least It has to be three to four times the original; or increase the frequency of wing flapping, but the resulting impact is unimaginable. At least there should be no material in Middle Earth that can withstand it, let alone that kind of behemoth that wants to flap its wings quickly. The energy required is also a big problem... ahhhhh!"

As he spoke, Romimos fell into a new round of collapse and frenzy. At this moment, even Meglin could only dodge silently.

In order for those heavy things to fly, they must be as light as possible. The heaviest parts of a dragon are their scales and bones.Hmm... The bones have to be made hollow. Although they are definitely not as strong as solid ones, but with such a large body, there should be no elves that can hurt them; the only trouble is that such fragile bones are difficult to support. The weight of the body, so the center of the bone is changed to a mesh structure to maintain strength; then the structure of the bone must be simplified, and all unnecessary joints should be removed.

If there are fewer bones, the related muscles can also be removed. The muscles of the shoulder blades and thighs need to be strengthened to provide assistance for take-off. As for the muscles in other places, all irrelevant muscles should be removed, although this will undoubtedly greatly reduce the flexibility of action. , But Xiangfei always has to make sacrifices, or the same sentence, such a big thing, no one can hurt them even if they stand still, not to mention she still retains their ability to bow their heads and bend down.

There are also scales, what do you need so many scales for?Cover the back and head with a layer of light materials for the stomach, and usually protect it with a little protection, so it is not so easy to be stabbed... What do you say that Glauron was pierced through the abdomen and died? dead?Oh, isn't that because it can't fly? If you want to fly, which elf can stab you with a sword?The giant eagle's claws are so short that it can't kill the dragon with two strokes, and it can also increase the flexibility and stretch of their bodies, killing two birds with one stone...

However, in order to prevent the tragedy of Graulong from happening again, the dragon's hind legs can be cut short. Anyway, what kind of way can it fly? Protect the fragile abdomen; the torso should also be reduced, so that the internal organs should also be simplified, and part of the intestines and bladder should be removed. It's a new high, but as long as they can fly, Morgoth shouldn't care about it. How dare Morgoth not say Sauron?Hahahaha……

Romemos was happily imagining the scene where Sauron dared to be angry and dare not speak out, when suddenly there was a creak, and the door of her room was pushed open.Romemos turned his head to look, and a small golden head poked in.

"Sister Lanwen." Elendil, who was six or seven years old, looked at Romimos and smiled showing his small white teeth.

Romemos quietly rolled up the drawings and drafts on the table and pushed them aside: "Why are you here, Elendil?"

"Ada and Nana brought me here, but the two of them chatted endlessly with Lord Glorfindel, and I couldn't understand them. They still ignored me and let me play by myself." Elendy Er's face was full of displeasure, and he blinked his big eyes and looked around curiously, "What were you doing just now?"

"Just draw something casually." Romemos said vaguely and perfunctorily.Glorfindel would knock on the door before entering her room, so she never had the habit of locking the door, and she didn't know if Elendil saw anything just now, but the child shouldn't pay too much attention...

Sure enough, Elendil soon stopped paying attention to the piles of parchments on Romimos's desk. He suddenly widened his eyes in amazement, and was completely distracted by something else.

Romimos followed his gaze, but Elendil had already rushed over, looking at something on the bedside with curiosity.

Romemos froze for a moment. It was a small "dragon" made of metal and wood for the convenience of her research. Of course it was just a model, but it was no different from the real dragon from appearance to internal structure. I would stare at this model, thinking how to make this thing more suitable for flying, but now I forgot to put it away.

"What is this, Sister Lanwen?" Elendil asked full of novelty, "Can I, can I touch it?"

"Of course." Romimos came back to his senses, "This is a dragon."

"Dragon?" Elendil tugged the wings on the little dragon's back lightly in confusion, "Is it a dragon like Glauron? Ada told me the story of Turin Tulumbar and Glauron, But Glaurong has no wings, sister Lan Wen, you did something wrong."

"My dragon has wings." Romimos walked over, looked at Elendil, and suddenly became malicious again. When the right time came, he secretly snapped his fingers behind his back, and the mouth of the little dragon model Suddenly, a ray of flame burst out, and Elendil screamed in fright, stretched his arms tightly and closed his eyes.When he finally opened his eyes cautiously, he saw Romimos smiling so that his eyes narrowed into a line.

"...Sister Lan Wen is a big villain." Elendil flattened his mouth, his eye circles were red from fright, and he tried not to shed tears.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't scare you on purpose, don't be angry with me." Romimos' heart softened all of a sudden, and he apologized again and again.

Elendil pursed his lips and snorted: "I'm not scared, don't say it's a fake, even if it's true, I'm not afraid! I will become stronger than Turin Turumba in the future Great hero!"

"That's right, what is Glauron? Our Elendil will definitely be able to kill a dragon that is a hundred times more powerful!" Romimos coaxed him with a smile, "So please spare me this time, okay?"

"..." Elendil still pouted, and said after a long time, "This is the last time. If you scare me again in the future, I will never forgive you again."

"Okay." Romemos readily agreed.

"Hook?" Elendil stretched out his little finger solemnly.

Just as Romimos was about to reach out his hand, Idril suddenly appeared by the door.

"You are here." Idril breathed a sigh of relief after finding his son, and smiled at Lan Wen, "Thank you, Lan Wen, Elendil didn't trouble you, did he?"

"How could it be? It's too late for me to like him." Romimos smiled and rubbed Elendil's hair.

Idril looked at Elendil and said softly, "We should go, Elendil."

Elendil looked eagerly at the dragon model in his hand, then at Idriel, and then reluctantly put it back in its original place.

"Give it to you if you like it." Romimos said generously, seeing that Elendil really liked it.

"Really?" Elendil's eyes lit up, and he wanted to get it excitedly.

"How embarrassing..." Idriel still hesitated.

"It's nothing, it's not such a rare item." Romimos didn't take it seriously, "I'll make it later...I'll ask Meglin to make another one for me."

"Thank you, Sister Lanwen!" Elendil on the other side had already thanked happily.

Idril had no choice but to shake her head helplessly.

"That toy is vicious. The dragon is not like a dragon, and the bird is not like a bird. How could Elendil like it so much?" Before going to bed, Idril and Tull chatted.

"Isn't it normal for boys to like these? When I was young, I used straw to make half-orcs to fight with other boys, and dragons with wings are much cooler than orcs." Tull disagreed.

"Really? So childish." Idril laughed.

"Yeah, I'm just so childish..." Tull scratched his wife dissatisfied, and didn't stop until Idril laughed and begged for mercy. The two kissed each other lightly before falling asleep.

Tur fell asleep soon, but Idril was still unable to fall asleep after being tired from laughing.

Maybe boys really like these monsters, but what about Lan Wen?The gentle and fragile Lan Wen actually likes this kind of thing?If she doesn't like it, it's just because it's a gift from Meglin (if that's the case, Idril really wants to complain about whether her cousin can make girls happy), she has to accept it, why bother to show it every day? Scare yourself in bed?

Idril thought about these things, tossed and turned for several times, and finally fell asleep amidst Tur's slight snoring.