[The Silmarillion] Romimus

Facing Glorfindel's categorical refusal, Luo Mimostun paused for a few seconds, and instead of being angry, he even let out a predictable sneer.

"That's right, this kind of request is too difficult for you." Romimos's ending voice turned up and down, showing frivolity everywhere, "You are indeed worth a higher price."

Glorfindel gritted his teeth secretly.

"How about this? You come with me, I—"

"What you say is useless!" Glorfindel interrupted Romimos angrily, "I will never die with Morgoth like you!"

Romemos went on unaffected: "—how about I let the rest of Gondolin go?"

Before Glorfindel could react, the Balrog behind him roared in a low voice: "This is impossible!"

"I said it's possible," Romimos said without changing his face, "Is it up to you or me?"

"Lord Romimos." The other Balrog was obviously calmer, but its tone also obviously suppressed dissatisfaction, "Those elves must be not far ahead, and the people behind us are very angry." They can catch up soon and kill them all, there is no need for you to compete with this insignificant elf here, if you really like this thing, I will help you tie him back."

"Isn't that boring?" Romimos looked at Glorfindel with a hint of teasing, "Did you hear? Angband's army is right behind, and it will take half a day at most to catch up with a group of old and weak soldiers, Tur No matter how powerful he is, can he deal with tens of thousands of Balrogs and orcs alone? Do you really want to reject me so simply? It doesn't matter, I never like to force others."

Glorfindel's pale lips trembled a few times, and it was already difficult to describe his appearance with simple words such as anger, sorrow, humiliation, remorse, etc.

"Difficult choice." Romemos sighed pretentiously, "I never doubted your great and noble personality, for you, giving your life is much easier than sacrificing your dignity, isn't it? "

"...It's all here now, why do you think I still trust you?" Glorfindel squeezed out a word after a long time.

"Yeah, who knows if I'm lying to you again? I love to lie." Romimos nodded in agreement, "Even if I only have a [-]% chance of fulfilling my promise, for those people, This is the only chance to survive. Do you want to take a gamble?"

Glorfindel was silent for what seemed like 1 years. In the end, a few broken and dry laughs came out of his mouth, mocking Romimos, "I'm really curious where the lower limit of your shamelessness is."

"You will know later, sweetheart, but I kindly remind you that no matter how much you try to delay time, it is useless." Romemos was not moved at all, "Guess, apart from the ring on your hand, I How many similar gifts have you given? None of them can escape my palm."

In fact, it’s gone—the original intention of Romimos to make this ring was only to keep Glorfindel in the thousands of troops in the Battle of Tears and prevent him from accidentally dying in the chaos. It wasn't worth her trouble—but Glorfindel didn't know about it anyway, so it wouldn't hurt to scare him.

Sure enough, Glorfindel's already pale face turned ugly, and the circles of his eyes turned red from anger, but he couldn't even utter a single word.

Romemos knew that Glorfindel was beginning to waver, and then, as soon as he surrendered, Romemos would keep his promise and let the others go, oh, of course she did what she said, otherwise?To force Glorfindel to the point of death, at all costs, would be against her original purpose, and as long as those people were still alive, she would always be able to control Glorfindel.

And then, when she returned to Angband... Alas, it was not necessary to guess that Morgoth would go mad when he heard this, and scolding her would be the lightest punishment, but in the end It should not really do anything to her. First, the capture of Gondolin Romimos is generally more meritorious than harm; second, this time Gothmog was killed, and Morgoth’s men were in short supply. Sometimes; three times, he still needs Romimos to help him tinker with the Wyvern, so unless it is confirmed that Romimoth is a traitor, at least for now Morgoth will not kill her easily.

But Romimos is not a traitor. Although she let Turgon's descendants go so lightly with a touch of her lips, it is by no means because she is a young man, she is just in a daze. It’s not Angband’s usual style to just snatch what he likes, but the method of forcibly occupying it is too low-level, and he has to make the other party surrender voluntarily to have a sense of accomplishment. It’s just that she has gone too far this time, and she will definitely review it actively in the future. If you commit another crime, try your best to atone for your crime balabala...

If she was lucky enough, maybe this matter would just be muddled through, and in another year or two, when Morgoth was less suspicious of her, she would secretly release Glorfindel again.Thus Glorfindel survived, and she escaped Morgoth herself.

The abacus in Romemos's heart was crackling, and he decided to add another fire.

"Are you still hesitating?" she asked, "I thought I've made concessions to this point, and you can be happy. You can save all of them by yourself. Isn't this a good deal? What's more, with others Compared with the prisoners, you are the luckiest one. I will not abuse you, nor force you to work for Angband, so it will be all right? We just need to be like before—"

"Same as before?" Glorfindel interrupted her in astonishment, and repeated, "Same as before?! What are you kidding? How can we still be the same?"

Romemos didn't answer, her overgrown eyelashes fluttered a few times, and then she squatted down until she was seven or eight inches shorter than Glorfindel, before slowly raising her eyes.

Glorfindel quickly turned his head away as if being scalded, and let out a painful moan from the back of his throat: "No..."

Why is it that she can still show such innocent and subtle eyes to him now? !

But Romimus turned his face carefully and firmly, and spoke to him silently with her mouth and eyes. She did have a pair of extremely intelligent eyes, and Glorfindel had been fascinated by them more than once in the past. , but now he would rather gouge out his own eyes, because once he met Romimos' eyes, he still couldn't look away sadly.

For a moment, a kind of illusion that gave him great hope rose before his eyes, as if all this was just a nightmare, and as long as he woke up, everything would be the same——

"Yes, everything is the same as before." Romemus looked at him with the pure eyes of a dove that accidentally landed on the window sill. "Do you like flowers, fountains and sunshine? These are true in Angband. I can't see it, but it doesn't matter, I can help you out. As long as you nod, I'm still your good girl."

After staring at each other in silence for a long time, Glorfindel lowered his head dejectedly. In Romimos' eyes, this was undoubtedly a sign of submission. However, before she could be happy, Glorfindel moved like lightning. Grabbing her wrist holding the sword on his neck, he twisted it, and Romimos screamed in pain, and the sword in his hand was snatched away, and then the other party mercilessly grabbed it. She pushed aside, and Romemos's center of gravity was already unstable in that posture. He barely staggered a few steps, but still couldn't find his balance, and knelt down with a bang on his knees. Needless to say, he burst into tears from the pain.

Romimos's anger rose immediately, even if Glorfindel was completely understandable for being so angry because she betrayed Gondolin, but couldn't he be a little more sensible?She tried her best to leave him a way out because of the past relationship in the almost deadlock situation, but in the end, who is this person so stubborn?Do you understand the reason why the green hills are not afraid of no firewood? !

Romemos just wanted to scold him a few words such as toasting and not eating fine wine, but before she could say anything, the Balrog's fire whip standing behind her just now slapped on the ground with a crisp sound, leaving a The scorched black marks were only a few feet away from where Romimos was just now. If Glorfindel hadn't pushed her just now, she might not have been as simple as being tripped.

Romemus froze.

"What are you doing? Are you rebelling?!" Romimos was frightened and angry. She was all focused on Glorfindel just now, but she really didn't care what the two Balrogs were doing, or she never cared.

"Shut up girl, we've had enough of your moaning!" Another Balrog snarled at her, joining in the battle, "We only obey Lord Melkor and Goth Mr. Ge, you have no right to order us, but we don't bother to care what kind of ideas you are playing, but these elves will definitely be killed without leaving a single one! If you are sensible, you'd better keep your mouth shut and stay on the sidelines !"

Romemus choked.Well, she also knows that these Balrogs can't deal with her, but at least she and Gothmog are still first-class in name, right?Romimos had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't expect that the Balrog would look down on her so openly that he would kill her directly.

"It seems that you are very popular in Angband." Glorfindel continued to sarcastically taunt her, but it was just to show off his prestige, but in reality he was caught in a bitter struggle.It would have been difficult enough to deal with two Balrogs at the same time. At the time of his heyday, Glorfindel was not 100% sure that he would win, not to mention that he was still injured and his weapon was destroyed. He was also not very comfortable with the women's saber, and within a short while he was already invincible.

But Glorfindel's eyes never showed timidity or retreat even for a moment, and his face was still shining with determination. Although he knew that the defeat was over, there was no doubt that he would fight to the last moment, until he stopped breathing forever .

A Balrog took advantage of Glorfindel's unawares and sneaked around behind him, trying to force him to turn around with flames, because elves have a reflexive fear of flames, while the other one has already raised the weapon in its hand, just waiting As soon as the prey is trapped, it kills the opponent with one blow. This kind of trick is their usual trick, and it is not ineffective. Back then, Gothmog used this trick to cooperate with another Balrog to kill Noldo the life of Fingon the High King.

Glorfindel quickly saw through the opponent's intentions, but there was still no good way to dodge the two attacks at the same time. Glorfindel gritted his teeth and resisted the scalding heat approaching from behind. The trembling feeling caused, he actually planned to fight the Balrog in front of him regardless of his back!Although it would undoubtedly be burned to ashes, at least there was a chance to severely injure a Balrog, and if he couldn't overcome the fear in his heart, he still couldn't escape death.

Having made up his mind, Glorfindel yelled loudly, his eyes were about to split open, and he swung his sword swiftly and fiercely. As expected, he managed to stab the long sword into the Balrog's body once again, beyond the enemy's expectation. This time it was under the left chest. If it could go up a few inches, the other party might be able to die on the spot.

It's a pity, Glorfindel thought unwillingly, that he didn't kill the monster in the end.

It was too late to dodge the flames behind him, Glorfindel took a light breath, ready to face the pain that would burn all over his body in the next moment.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment. In just half a second, Glorfindel could still clearly feel how the scorching flame behind him was rolling towards him inch by inch. The feeling dropped a little bit, and finally turned into a gust of warm wind, which slowly blew away from behind him.

……etc?What is this scenario?The other party suddenly misfired in the middle?

Not only Glorfindel was stunned, but the Balrogs themselves were also stunned.

"Why did you—" Balrog subconsciously asked his accomplices, but just halfway through his words, Glorfindel reacted faster than them, and pulled out the sword that had sunk into Balrog's chest , followed by another swing of the sword, cutting the opponent for the third time.

At the same time, Glorfindel glanced at Romimos from the corner of his eye.

Obviously this is the instigator of the ghost just now, and there is no one else here except her.

Glorfindel was not surprised that Romimos had been standing silently on the side as if he didn't exist just now, and he even breathed a sigh of relief. The level of skill, but to add to the chaos is to help him a lot.

Taking a step back, even if Lan Wen has always been hiding his clumsiness, if in fact the real Romimos's martial arts is world-class (heh), then why should she help Romimoth fight the people of Angband?Glorfindel didn't believe a word of the hypocritical Glorfindel that the other party said about "reluctant to kill him". Even if she really planned to keep him, it was obviously just a wicked perverted desire to conquer. It would be nice to have one more slave, but Why is there no need to risk his life to fall out with two Balrogs for him?

But it now appears that he underestimated her as much as Balrog did.Romimus dared to boss Balrog like that not just because he relied on his position in Angband to overwhelm them——

She really didn't pay attention to them.

Noticing Glorfindel's complex eyes, Romimos turned her head slightly to look at him, her expression was still calm and calm, as if she had been watching the battle from the sidelines and had never intervened in the battle. Only those red eyes that were shining at the moment, like the burning clouds of fire at sunset, exposed her.

As if in response, the ring on Glorfindel's chest also buzzed for a long time, and automatically rose without wind.