[The Silmarillion] Romimus

In this way, Romimos followed Sauron back to Angband, Morgoth's lair in Middle-earth. Both of them were sullen along the way, and no one wanted to talk to the other.

Although Sauron didn't say anything, he was still dissatisfied with Morgoth's casually arranging a younger brother for him. He didn't dislike the large number of his subordinates. He was strangled to death by Ang Gelian on the spot, obviously his fighting power was extremely low.

But Sauron thought about it again, even Maia might not all be good at fighting, and Angorian is indeed terrifying. If it wasn't for the flame of the Balrog's innate ability to restrain her spider webs, what would it be? Even if he is himself, he may not be able to beat her. Since Romimos was brought back from Aman by Morgoth, he should have some special skills.

Thinking of this, he calmed down a little, and asked Romemos: "Who did you belong to when you were in Aman Continent? What is your specialty? Tell me, so I can arrange a position and work for you."

"I followed Varda and Mandos a long time ago. As for specialties..." Romimos thought for a while, looking down at his toes, "I don't have any special skills."

Sauron took a deep breath, and the smirk on his face almost couldn't hold back.

"You don't need to be humble." He gritted his teeth and tried his best to say with a pleasant face, "Since you have followed the two Veras, have you learned some tricks from them?"

"Ah, those two mighty ones are naturally capable, but it's a pity that my aptitude is dull, and I can only say that I have a little success, and I don't think that ability seems to be enough to work for you." Romimos said.

"It doesn't matter, Romimos, no matter how insignificant your abilities are, they have their unique uses, so why should you belittle yourself?" Sauron pretended to comfort Romimos, "Then what kind of abilities do you really have? Can you show them off?"

"You're too polite, what's the inconvenience?" Romimos also hypocritically said, "But as long as you take a look at it, you'll understand that I'm not being modest, it's really just some trivial tricks."

Sauron was too lazy to talk to her: "Please."

So Romimos's face became serious, she closed her eyes, sometimes murmured words, sometimes held her breath, which made Sauron a little nervous, because at that time, the power of Maier had not been restricted in Middle Earth, and There has never been a god who needs to put on such a big posture when casting spells. They are power in themselves, and they don’t need to say any spells at all—except for singing, of course. Humans call this incredible behavior magic, but in the eyes of gods and some elves, it is a natural instinct like breathing and eating.

And now people who talk about mysteries like Romimos are generally called magic sticks.

But Romimos is of course much more advanced than the magic stick, at least she is a real god, at the moment when she opened her eyes suddenly, a ball of light appeared in her palm, exuding a very gorgeous and magnificent light , the light keeps changing, sometimes it looks like a group of blazing flames, sometimes it looks like billions of stars above the sky, sometimes it looks like dazzling gemstones and pearls, and sometimes it looks like little phosphorous fires in the sea water.All the best lights in the world were revealed in the hands of Romimos, even the radiance of the Tree of Gold and Silver, for Romimos was the last god who held its light before its destruction.

The sphere of light shone silently in Romemos' hands, and Romemos watched it quietly for a moment, her face was devoid of any emotion, but it was extremely bright and charming against the dazzling light, Then she raised her hands up, and the light floated up, and finally stayed on her fingertips. With a crisp finger snap, the light ball suddenly burst in all directions. The thick darkness and the smoky land were exposed to the light, as if all the filth was swept away in an instant, and those bright light spots fell from the sky, like a huge fireworks bursting gorgeously, Countless stars gathered here.

Sauron: "..."

Romimos bowed his head respectfully after the show was over: "It's a shame."

"It is indeed... a very dazzling skill." Sauron really couldn't find any other adjectives.

Good-looking is good-looking, but the ornamental value is far greater than the practicality, okay? !Did the boss bring back a light after traveling all the way? !Even the lighting is too exaggerated!Are you going to have a big party in Angband? !

Romimos really didn't lie to him, he really can't use this skill at all. To put it bluntly, boss, which Maya you abducted is not a subordinate of Varda, the goddess of light. Don't you know that we are not at odds with light? !

Sauron suppressed the violent roar in his heart, and tried his best to maintain a calm surface: "This must be what you learned when you followed Varda, I know. Then what do you gain from Mandos?"

Romimos sighed: "I can only scratch the surface of Varda's skills, let alone such a mysterious death that Mandos is in charge of? It is ashamed to say that I have learned nothing, but I learned from Mandos I learned this from Viri, the goddess of weaving, the wife of Si-"

While speaking, Romimos picked up a tiny firefly that had not yet fallen and extinguished beside her, twisted her fingers, and the particle of light turned into a shining silk thread. She twisted the thread with one hand, and quickly Weaving something, the movement was so fast that Sauron was dazzled.

After 3 minutes, Romimos stopped, and gently stroked the last thread with his index finger, and the extra thread turned into light spots and gradually dissipated in the air.

"Hmm." Romemos showed Sauron the final finished product.

It was a palm-sized puppet with blond hair and blue eyes. Its nose, eyebrows and eyes were simply made up. Now it was smiling at Sauron with its mouth crooked.

Sauron: "..."

In fact, I can’t say that this skill is not useful at all. It’s really not enough to do logistics and sew pants for an army of hundreds of thousands of orcs. I also belong to Maya, and if I really do that kind of labor that only slaves do, I feel as if I have lost value even with myself.

"... Very good workmanship." He thought about the wording.

"Thank you, I'll give it to you if you like it." Romemos handed the little man to Sauron, and the little man looked at Sauron with a sinister smile.

Sauron took it, threw it away, and finally lost the smile on his face, and raised his voice: "Romimos, I don't have time to tell you jokes!"

Romimos watched the little doll fall to the ground and disappeared into spots of light. He shrugged: "I said earlier that my skills are useless here."

"If you are angry at my rudeness just now, I can apologize, Romimos." Sauron thought that Romimos was too narrow-minded, and he was still unhappy when Morgoth assigned her to him just now. "Of course I am sincerely happy that you will be able to serve Lord Melkor together with us in the future. Isn't our position the same? There is really no need for you to hide anything from me."

"I don't have one!" Romimos seemed anxious, "I really only have this ability, if you don't believe me, you can ask Lord Melkor!"

Sauron almost spat out a mouthful of blood. As Angband's second-in-command, there were countless people vying to perform meritorious deeds in front of him. A person like Romimos who insisted that he was such a "useless" person was really a breath of fresh air.

"If this is all your housekeeping skills, why would Lord Melkor bring you back from Valinor!" Sauron finally couldn't hold back, and became furious.

"Probably because I have the loyalty to serve Lord Melkor to the death." Romimos said sincerely.

Sauron: "..."

Well, the third ability is useless at all.

However, later facts proved that Romimos was not even loyal.

Well, since Romimos is useless, Sauron doesn't bother to care about her. Anyway, he doesn't lack this man, so she can do whatever she likes.

So Romimus said to Sauron, "I will leave Angband and see other parts of Middle-earth."

However, after Sauron thought about it, he rejected her.

"Why?" Romimos was extremely dissatisfied.She came to Middle-earth for "freedom". If she is still under strict control here, then why did she leave Aman Continent after so many hardships?In order to face these ugly half-orcs?

When it comes to half-orcs, Romimos has to complain. She feels that she was completely deceived by Morgoth. At the beginning, he clearly said to herself that she must have the courage to break through and question authority in order to create more things that belong to her. She thought that the other party was really a master of art, but what happened?Is the so-called breakthrough just this bunch of disgusting monsters?

Of course, she would not have dared to say these words to Morgoth.

"I am doing this for your own good, Romimos." Sauron seemed to be thinking of her, "Now the Noldor have come to Middle-earth one after another, and they have surrounded Angband. The more chaotic it is, for your safety, you'd better not go out and run around."

Romimos sneered at this excuse. She is a Maier, even if she has no fighting power, she is still afraid of those elves?Not to mention anything else, as long as she throws away the taken body, those elves won't even be able to find her.

Of course Sauron was not so kind, he didn't care about Romemos' life or death, but just like Romemos didn't trust him, Sauron didn't trust Romemos either, and Romemos didn't do anything. Things to reassure him.Sauron always suspects that Romimos is not as loyal as she says she is (has to say he is right to be suspicious) and that she may in fact have broken ties with the Valar and the Elves (which is nonsense ), if she reveals Angband's information to the elves, it will be really troublesome.

So, although Sauron said that he was protecting Romemos on the surface, he actually put her under house arrest.

But he could have found something nicer, if he had known Romemus a little more, he would have known that "I am for your own sake" was one of the few words Romemos hated most when it was said to her.

What is good for me is up to me. Which onion are you?

Because of this, Romemos didn't even bother to argue with Sauron, rolled his eyes, and left.

Sauron always felt that it was not Romemos's style to compromise so easily. With the idea of ​​believing in something rather than nothing; killing three thousand by mistake and not letting one go, he secretly ordered a Balrog to stare at Romemos , once there is any suspicious behavior, it will be directly caught and sent to him, and it can even be killed directly under special circumstances.

However, Romimos didn't seem to have any abnormal behaviors. He creaked and stepped on the spinning wheel in his room every day, or hummed a little song to weave clothes. He looked like a woman from a good family for several months. .

Just when Sauron felt that he might be overthinking, the Balrog sent a message in a panic——

Romemos is missing!

"What?" Sauron was startled and furious at the same time, "Didn't I tell you to stare at her?!"

"I was indeed staring at her all the time. I was guarding the door of her room. She was still inside at the last moment! Then suddenly there was no sound in the room. I took a look in and was alone. Not anymore!"

Sauron's face became strange.

It is true that form is not necessary for Valar and Maia, if they choose, they can also throw off their bodies and roam the world invisibly, then the elves and humans cannot see them, but the gods themselves can still feel it. This is why Sauron sent a Balrog to monitor Romimos, because these flame demons were Maia who was lured and fallen by Morgoth, and Romimos might be able to escape the elf's sharp attack. Eyes, but it is impossible to inexplicably disappear from the face of a Balrog.

Does she still have the ability to teleport?Impossible, wouldn't she have been able to escape long ago?Why wait so long?

After thinking back and forth, Soren was curious, anxious, terrified, and angry, but he couldn't figure out why.

At the same time, Romemos was already thousands of miles away in the forest of South Elmos Valley, poked his head out of his cloak, and took a deep breath.

Ah, the air in the forest is better, unlike Angband, where the smoke is choking her to death.

As for how she escaped from the eyes of the Balrog who also belonged to Maia... Do you still remember the spider silks of Angorian that Romimos collected in Avasha?

The cloak woven of spider silk that even the eyes of the Great God King Manwe could not see through could easily fool a mere Balrog.

Romimos was proud of herself when suddenly there was a sound of something hitting the ground behind her. She was startled and looked back.

Behind her stood an elf, who seemed to be a miner, for the things that fell and made a noise were his picks and shovels.He was tall and slightly hunched, but despite this, his face had a noble demeanor, and his sharp eyes seemed to be able to pierce into the depths of darkness.However, at this moment, he stared blankly at Romimos, and couldn't help opening his mouth wide, unable to speak.

Romimos also stared back at the elf for a few seconds in a daze, and then he realized that he looked down at himself.

Well, she hadn't quite taken off her cloak yet, and seeing a head floating in the air was probably quite a spooky thing indeed.