[The Silmarillion] Romimus

"I saw that the sky changed suddenly, so I guessed that you were probably here." It was the voice of Romimos, and Celebrimbor could almost imagine her raised eyebrows with a fake smile , "I just didn't expect you to take time out of your busy schedule to visit me here."

"Look at what you're saying, Luo Mi." Sauron said with a smile—a cold, unwarmed smile, "No matter how busy I am, I won't forget you."

"I'm flattered." Romimos laughed dryly, "So it seems that things are going well for Erizan?"

"No," said Sauron, and his voice tightened into a voice that was truly ruthless and didn't even bother to put on a semblance of false kindness. "Celebrity didn't say anything."

"Didn't say anything?" Romimos exclaimed exaggeratedly, and then sneered at him. "It seems that you have not practiced for many years, and your level of torture has declined, Myron. How many mouths were you in Angband back then?" Those little tricks can’t be pried off?”

"He revealed the whereabouts of the Seven and Nine Commandments in exchange for the life of some other elves." Sauron snorted impatiently and contemptuously, "But that doesn't matter, the most important thing is the three elves, but about them he Refusing to say anything, even if I cut off the heads of some of the elves closest to him in front of him..."

"Cough!" Romimos coughed heavily, "I don't want to hear the details."

"You are still pure and kind as always, dear Luo Mi." Sauron praised her pretendingly, "It is my blessing to have you."

"Let's change the subject." Romimos ignored Sauron's irony and said, "Tell me about the Three Rings of the Elf, I'm very interested. It doesn't matter if it's one or the other? Are those three rings so special?"

"You don't understand." Sauron said, "The three rings were secretly forged by Celebrimbor himself. I didn't know he did it behind my back until the three rings of the elves were successfully forged!"

"Wow, that's too much." Romimos sighed flatly, "but why did he hide it from you? Did he know your real identity? And you've been in Irejan for so long, and you didn't even have a clue Discover?"

"If I was there at the time, how could I have tolerated that kind of thing?" Sauron snorted coldly. "Of course he did it while I was not in Irejan. But know my identity? No, Celebrimbor hasn't So shrewd as that."

"Then why did he do this? You have been there for so long, I thought you had gained Erizan's trust." Romimos wondered, "Where did you go when he created the Three Rings of the Elf?" ?”

"I went back to Mordor," Sauron said, "and then I had an idea that I could create a One Ring to rule all the other Rings, but this ring must be destroyed by the flames of Mount Doom. was born, so I left Erizan for a while."

"So you and Celebrimbor each played their own rings without telling each other, and the two are the same, so let's not talk about each other." Romimos complained, "Besides, they may not deliberately want to hide from you. , since you are not in Hollyshire, it is impossible for him to know that you are in Mordor, even if he wants to tell you..."

Romimos fell silent under Sauron's death stare, and drank his tea in silence.

"You don't understand at all," said Sauron. "How did Celebrimbor make those rings? It's because of me! If I hadn't brought those skills and knowledge to Hollyshire, if I hadn't taught them well, Let alone 400 years, give those elves 4000 years, and they will not be able to make these rings. What I gave to Celebrimbor was what he dreamed of, but no one in Middle-earth could give him but me. Only I, only I can give it to him! And he betrayed me on his own!"

"Don't get excited, drink tea." Romemos took the cup of cold tea that had not been touched in front of Sauron to himself, and refilled it for the opposite side, "Anyway, now Irejan It's all over, too, and Celebrimbor is dead, and you've probably got your temper."

"I think it's cheap for him." Sauron sneered, "I planned to let all the Noldor see the end of his rebellion against me, but at that time Shelob suddenly came to me and asked for someone to eat. It's queer, Sheloh makes me feel like she's coming for Celebrimbor..."

Sauron was lost in thought.

"Perhaps the elf lord's skin is tender and tender, so it tastes better than others? Who knows what Shelob thinks." Romimos shrugged, "Let's not talk about that, show me how much you spent. The Supreme Lord of the Rings that was built with great effort, have you brought it with you?"

"Of course." Sauron did not shirk, and generously stretched out his right hand, and the Supreme Ring was worn on the index finger of that hand.

"That's it?" Romimos looked at the golden circle in Sauron's hand without any patterns or gem decorations, and was a little disappointed. She stretched out her hand towards the Lord of the Rings, wanting to take a closer look, "I thought..."

Her hand suddenly stopped in mid-air less than an inch away from the Lord of the Rings, and a feeling of heart palpitations was transmitted from her fingertips, making her whole body tremble uncontrollably.

Sauron withdrew his hand calmly.

"You'd better not touch it, Luo Mi." He said, "It's not something you can control."

Romimos' eyes were still glued to Sauron's fingers motionlessly, and the ominous golden-red light flickered on and off in her eyes.

"Oh, this is really..." She swallowed, picked up the teacup to drink tea, her trembling fingers could barely hold the cup, "Masterpiece! How much power did you inject into it?"

Sauron was silent for a brief moment.

"Almost all," he replied.

"No wonder..." Romimos whispered, it took all her strength to finally look away from the ring and look up at Sauron, "I don't know if this is a good idea, I have done something similar Things, but all the power I have separated is less than one-tenth of what I have, let alone all the power. Have you thought about what will happen to you if you lose the Lord of the Rings?"

"I won't let that happen," Sauron said, "and it's only in this way that I can fully control the rest of the rings. It's really helpless."

"But now the elves know your plan," said Romimos, "and they will wear those rings no more."

Sauron tapped the table with his fingertips expressionlessly, and after a while, he suddenly showed a sinister smile.

"I originally thought that as long as they are obedient enough, it's not impossible for them to survive." He said, "Now they are all asking for it."

"Are you going to attack Iriador?" Romimos asked confidently.

"Deeper than that," said Sauron, smug and ruthless. "I have come to declare war on Lindon directly. Before long, all of Eriador will be mine—so long as I don't Out of season."

"However, accidents are always unpredictable and unavoidable." Romemos said.

"That's right." Sauron said, "especially if you intervene."

Romemos was stunned, and put down the cup in his hand: "What do you mean by that?"

"It's nothing interesting. You should know, Luo Mi, that after Lord Melkor's accident, you and I are the only people in Angband who are still here. I very much hope that you can be regarded as my like-minded colleague, comrade in arms, and even go further. I hope we are close friends and partners." Sauron said these words in a "be grateful" tone, "but unfortunately, your ideas seem to be somewhat different from mine."

"What makes you uneasy again, my dear Myron?" Romemos's voice was pure and gentle, and she leaned forward, "I may indeed have many things that are not satisfactory to you, but our The direction is always the same.”

"I also really hope that you only let me down because of your lack of ability." Sauron said, "But you are a Maia, Romimos, even if you are not as good as Melian, you will not be unable to stop even a few elves Stay? Why can Linton's army pass you?"

Romemos' eyes widened: "Did they cause you trouble?"

"No, it didn't take me much effort to fight them off," Sauron said, "but don't change the subject, every yard counts, if you could keep those elves out longer, I could have had more to torture the whereabouts of the Three Rings of the Elf."

"If three months fail to get him to speak, three years will be wasted," said Romemus, "and even if Celebrimbor didn't speak, a little thought would make it clear that since turning over If they've searched all over Erizhan and haven't found them, they may have been sent elsewhere."

"Of course I know, that's why I'm going to send troops to Linton right now." Sauron stared at Romimos without blinking, "But why did the elves pass you so quickly to reach Erizan?"

"It was indeed my negligence." Seeing that he couldn't escape, Romimos could only obediently admit his mistake, "To be honest, I was injured during that time and have been recuperating in the tower. Weakened and unstable by the influence of my body, perhaps the elves took the opportunity to sneak past me at that time."

"What happened to the injury?"

"It's because I was too careless." Romimos lowered his eyebrows, "Because I'm confident that the elves can't pass through my illusion, so I didn't take precautions against them, and my daily activities were as usual. One day I went to I was visiting a friend in Swan Lake near the Twilight Land—you may also know, a river demon. I relied on her to inquire about the situation by the river. But on the way, I happened to meet an elf who hit me by mistake on the periphery of the illusion. He shot me with an arrow. I escaped, but I had to stay in bed for about two or three months, and I really don't know what happened during that time, sorry."

Sauron stared into Romemos' eyes for two to three minutes without saying a word.

"Where did he hurt you?" he asked.

Romemos clutched his left collarbone.

"Shoulder?" Sauron asked, "Let me see the wound."

"It needs to be a little lower, near the heart." Romemos said, "but it's all good now."

"Let me see." But Sauron stood up without any explanation and walked towards her.Romemos hesitated for a second, but made no move.

Sauron came to the left side of Romemos, stretched out his hand and untied the black skirt on the back of her snow-white neck, and then there were small crystal buttons, one, two, three...

"Okay." Romemos stretched out his hand to hold Sauron's hand, brushed his hair gracefully, and then naturally pulled down the collar of his clothes until it was just enough to reveal the old wound.

As Romemos said, it has indeed completely healed, and now there is only a small light pink scar left, but because the surrounding skin is so white and smooth, it is still very eye-catching at first glance.

Sauron sized up the scar for about half a minute. From the shape of the wound, he didn't see any flaws. It was indeed injured by an arrow flying from a distance.

"Why are there scars?" He asked suddenly.

Romemos blinked inexplicably: "Maybe... because the wound is too deep?"

"No, what I mean is, do you still remember that you are Maia? You can repair this kind of ordinary physical injury directly without waiting for it to heal by itself." Sauron narrowed his eyes, "Or, you Did you leave this scar on purpose for me to see?"

The explanation given by Romemos is: "You gave me this body. I'm not sure if there will be any rejection if I repair it myself. Besides, of course, if there is no such scar, how can I prove Did I accidentally let go of those elves because I was injured?"

Sauron didn't say anything immediately, he looked at Romemos and suddenly smiled: "You're right."

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the butter knife on the table, and without warning, aimed the sharp end at the scar on Romimus' chest and stabbed it in.

She covered her mouth and swallowed half of Romimos' cry of pain. She opened her tear-filled eyes and looked at Sauron in disbelief.

Sauron didn't give any explanation. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the torn scar with his thumb. The blood stopped immediately, but the pain still remained there.Sauron wiped off the remaining blood on Romemos' body with the napkin in front of her, and it was as white and smooth as milk, with no flaws visible.Sauron held up Romemos' jet-black braid with one hand, and helped her fasten the buttons on the back with the other hand. The black velvet ribbon was tied into a beautiful bowknot that couldn't find any faults.

"Since you know it's a gift from me, don't you have to cherish it a little more in the future?" Sauron sat on the opposite seat and looked at Romimos with a half-smile, "Oh, I should have known Those elves dare to make our Luo fans suffer this kind of grievance, I should just drive them all out."

"Don't you?" Romimos asked, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes aggrievedly.

"I really thought so, but due to accidents, some people still escaped." Sauron said, "By the way, guess who is the person sent by Linton this time?"

"How could I guess it?" Romimos pretended to be stupid, "Gilgalad?"

Sauron probably rolled his eyes in his heart: "How is it possible? He is the son of Elendil, the descendant of Turgon, Elrond."

"Ah!" Romimos pretended to be surprised.

"Besides, there is another elf, you should be more familiar with it." Sauron had a strange smile on his face. You will never forget, Luo Mi?"