[The Silmarillion] Romimus

After fleeing for more than 50 years, Romimos was finally captured by Sauron and brought back to Angband.

Sauron ordered Romemos to reveal all her housekeeping skills, and Romemos looked aggrieved and said that she was really gone.

It's a pity that Sauron didn't believe a word she said this time, so he sneered, don't say it, right?Then force you to use it.

At that time, Morgoth had not yet created a dragon with wings. Although he hated the giant eagles of Manwe, he could only look up and watch helplessly. With an extra "strength" that could fly, Sauron sent Romemos out to deal with the giant eagle without hesitation. No matter how Romimos wailed and argued that he couldn't defeat those monsters with sharp claws and beaks. Maia, Sauron only thought she was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger again.

So Romimos was brutally pushed onto the battlefield by Sauron. In fact, Sauron didn't let her take the initiative to attack, knowing that it was unrealistic for Romimos to deal with dozens of giant eagles alone. In the sky above Geban, it is enough to see a giant eagle flying over to blow them away.

Even so, when Sauron saw Romimos again, her condition was still beyond his imagination.

The whole body was covered with blood, there was no good meat, the feathers on the wings were scattered and messy, one was broken, and the white broken bones were exposed, Romemos was clutching his left half face, but blood still seeped from her fingers and gurgled down her wrist and forearm.

Sauron didn't even want to roll his eyes. He sighed, gritted his teeth and said, "Romimos, what do you think you can do?"

Romemos ruthlessly threw his gouged out left eye toward his face, but Sauron tilted his head and dodged it.

"I've already said that I can't handle those things anymore!" She said with resentment, a big blood hole on her face and several wounds with deep bone visible, her body was considered useless.

Sauron was dubious about Romimos's words, and this doubt was finally completely dispelled when he saw Morgoth, mentioned Romimos tactfully and asked about her situation.

"Romimos." Morgoth almost forgot about this character, and thought for a while before remembering, "I can't remember clearly, the fields she dabbled in seem to be very complicated, but she is really not so proficient. There are several types. Hmph, you don’t need to worry about her.”

Until here, Sauron finally believed what Romimos said was true.

After returning from Morgoth, Solon thought about it and decided to have a "frank and honest" talk with Romimos.

The two of them sat facing each other, and Sauron watched Romimos glaring at him with bloody, empty eye sockets, and couldn't hold back his smile.

"Aren't you going to repair this body?" He couldn't help asking.

"The injury is too serious, and it can't be repaired to its original state." Romimos replied blankly, "With that time, it will be easier to build another one, but I haven't decided what kind of one I want to build yet."

"About this matter, you can't blame me entirely, can you?" Sauron showed a half-apologetic and half-grieved expression, "If you hadn't been hiding something from me beforehand, and sneaked out of Angband without authorization, I How can I still not trust you?"

As if you trusted me now, Romemos lowered the eyelashes of one eye, and hummed: "I was wrong before, but I can assure you, Sauron, I have never been wrong to you. More than half a lie."

As if it was true, Sauron sneered in his heart, but his face was very sincere: "You want to be free, I can understand that. But Romimos, since you decided to get rid of Vera's control and follow Melkor My lord, how can you not understand that freedom is not free?"

Who wants to serve Melkor?At the beginning, she just wanted to hitch a ride to Middle-Earth, but Melkor felt good about putting her in his camp, and now he is still in charge of her. Tell me, is there anything more frustrating than this?

"Of course I understand." Romimos replied obediently, "Because Lord Melkor promised me that I would be free when I came to Middle Continent, I put all my eggs in one basket and came here at the risk of offending Vera. But now, based on what I have seen with my own eyes, the real situation seems to be a bit different from what Lord Melkor said." She considered a more gentle way of expression, but fortunately Sauron just listened quietly, as if not angry, "In Angband , those half-orcs and elf slaves I see everywhere don't seem to be free..."

Her words were interrupted, and Sauron laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears.

"Romimos, Romimos." Sauron repeated the name of Romimos several times, "I thought you were pretending to be ignorant, but are you really so naive?"

Romemus frowned, but did not answer.

"Freedom is always relative, my dear, the more free you are, the more constraints you place on others." Sauron stopped laughing, and looked at Romimos arrogantly, "So, not everyone in this world All men can be free, because our desires are unlimited."

Romemos subconsciously wanted to refute, but after opening his mouth, he didn't know what to say.

"The person who can have the most freedom must be the one who has the greatest power, and power is determined by power." Sauron followed the temptation, "If a person's strength is not worthy of his power, then it is only natural for him to be deprived of his power of."

These words are somewhat similar to what Morgoth said to Romimos before, that is, "strength determines everything".

"If a person has enough power, then he can no longer be bound by laws and morals, that is, he has obtained the so-called absolute freedom." The smile on the corner of Sauron's mouth twisted ferociously, "For example, there is an elf , he possesses unrivaled swordsmanship and the unique skill of piercing Yang with a hundred steps. He can kill a hundred elves by himself, but if an army comes, he still has no choice but to capture it without a fight; but what if he can destroy a country by himself? ? Who else dares to restrain him with morality or anything else?"

"How could there be such an elf?" Romimos sneered.

"Of course not. The elves generally call people with that kind of power gods." Sauron replied calmly, "So do you understand, Romimos? The elves cannot be free in the first place, they The fate of the people will always be in the hands of us, Vera or Iluvita, so why not us to control their fate?"

"..." Romimos's smile froze.

"So having said that, Romimos." Sauron showed a meaningful smile, "You want to be free, but what strength or power do you have to support this freedom? You see, from the time you came to Angband From now on, you have done nothing for Lord Melkor."

long silence.

"I heard that some Noldor elves in the west have disappeared recently?" After a long time, Romimos said casually.

"Well, they are the elves led by Turgon, the second son of Fingolfin, the current high king of the Noldor. They were originally stationed in Nevrast on the west coast, but they all disappeared suddenly some time ago, and none of the trash they sent out We can find their clues!" Sauron's face showed a trace of anxiety and resentment, and he narrowed his eyes again, "Why did you suddenly mention this?"

"Their current residence is protected by Ulmo, so it's normal if you can't find it." Romimos replied.

Sauron froze for a moment, then widened his eyes in disbelief, and then burst into ecstasy: "So you know where they are now?"

"I know the approximate location, but it's useless." Romimos frowned slightly, "I told you, there is Ulmo personally guarding it, and it should be hidden in an extremely secret valley, we can't find it at all. way, unless..."

"Unless you fly directly there." Sauron continued the second half of the sentence knowingly, "I can assure you, Romimos, if you can—"

"I can't fly in." Romemos interrupted him unceremoniously, "That city is guarded by Thorondor, the king of the giant eagle, not to mention that thanks to you, my wings are completely intact now. broken."

Sauron choked and became impatient: "Then what do you mean?"

Romimos pondered for a while, then looked at Sauron unhurriedly: "If you want to attack that indestructible city, you can only attack from the inside. I will find a way to sneak in and find out the strength and structure of the troops inside." Wait for all the information that Lord Melkor wants, but if I succeed..."

Sauron actually had doubts about Romemos boasting such a big mouth, but if Romemos could really do it, it would be a great achievement, so he immediately vowed: "If you can do it, don't dare to say anything else. , all my powers can be shared equally with you in the future."

Anyway, let’s talk about it first, and there is no need to pay taxes.

Romemos just nodded noncommittally.

"So, what are you going to do?" Sauron asked curiously.

Romemos caressed his face: "First, I have to replace this rag."

With a face that is all over the country and the city, it is definitely a guy who can be used to eat, and can kill without blood when necessary.

Sauron deeply agrees with this.

"Do you think blond hair or black hair is better?" Romemos asked Sauron for his opinion when he was cultivating his new body. "Blonde hair is more eye-catching, but will black hair make you look weaker? Tan seems too standard. , but that might suit me better—a poor little Silvan elf."

"It's up to you, but if you still hesitate about the color of your hair, by the time you create a new shape, Lord Melkor's third batch of fire dragons may be created." Sauron said sarcastically.

"I'm pursuing perfection." Romemos retorted, this is probably an artist's occupational disease.

"You just need a new body, I'll get it for you." Sauron finally lost his patience, "What else do you need, just tell me, I'll prepare everything for you, you just need to be responsible for entering Gondolin and figuring out how to get in." the way."

"You?" Romimos frowned and glanced at Sauron, then quickly dispelled his doubts.

Judging from Sauron's face alone, his aesthetics is absolutely fine, even quite outstanding—unlike Melkor.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Romimos said, "I don't care about anything else, just give me a small group of orcs."

Less than a month later, Sauron created a new body of Romemos. Even if he was as critical as Romemos, he had to be convinced that there was really nothing wrong with that body.

"Try it?" Sauron's tone implied complacency, and it could be heard that he was also very satisfied with his work.

"If you like it, I can give you this body." Romemos turned around with the new body, not forgetting to tease Sauron.

Sauron's smile was distorted, and he approached with a smirk, pointing his fingers towards Romimos's face like lightning.

"Hiss!" As if being pricked by a red-hot iron needle, Romimos covered the corner of his right mouth all of a sudden, and his eyes glistened instantly.

This body was originally created for the purpose of "making people want to protect". Romimos's move was even more charming, making people feel pitiful. Unfortunately, Sauron was not moved at all.

"I don't have the energy to get you a new one." Sauron said, "If this face is ruined like this, then you can just go ahead and complete your plan!"

"Hmph, are you sure?" Romimos smiled half-smile, "In the final analysis, you are the one who wants to destroy Gondolin, not me."

"It was you who proposed it, Romemos." Sauron said firmly, "I'm not in a hurry, even without you, I can always find another opportunity to attack, but this is the first step for you to gain your 'freedom' .”

Romimos stopped talking, sneered twice, and led a group of orcs that Sauron had arranged for him to leave Angband. The land of Beleriand came to the mountains protected by the spell of Ulmo.

"Then, here it is." Romimos muttered to himself, looking at the circle of white mountains not far away.

"In this way, Romimos pretended to be an elf hunted by half-orcs in the wilderness, gained the sympathy of the elf Gondolin who happened to pass by, and entered the city. About 300 years later, together with Maeglin, he and Mogog Sri Lanka's forces cooperated internally and externally, and broke through this hidden city in one fell swoop."

"Wait, wait a minute!" Aragorn and Glorfindel were still immersed in the story just now, but the speed of Antonia's narration seemed to grow wings all of a sudden, and jumped to the place where Gondolin was destroyed, " What about the 300 years?"

"The time of our course is limited, and it is impossible for me to tell you everything about thousands of years ago, Your Highness Aragorn." Antonia calmly explained, "If you are interested in the matter of Gondolin, You can go to the library to look up relevant historical materials, or I think Lord Glorfindel is also a good teacher, but this is the end of my class. Well, let’s stop here today, and we will start talking about Elan from tomorrow Dill and the battle of anger, please go back and prepare."

"But, but the things about Romimos are far more than that!" Aragorn shouted, "She also destroyed the Numenor continent together with Sauron! And her performance in the Battle of the Final Alliance—"

"I will tell you about this again when I have the opportunity, but I will have the final say on the content of the next class."

Aragorn frowned. He watched Antonia start packing up without any room for discussion. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Is it because Lord Glorfindel is here that you skipped those contents?"

Antonia's movements stopped, and she slowly turned her head to look at Aragorn. Aragorn had never seen such a sharp gaze in his teacher's eyes before, not even losing to his father Arathorn. , he flinched involuntarily.

Then Antonia looked at Glorfindel again. Glorfindel hadn't spoken since just now, but now he looked back at Antonia without showing any weakness, apparently not intending to accept Antonia's actions easily.

"I don't deny it," Antonia replied, understatement, but with force.

"I'm sorry, did I make you feel uncomfortable?" Glorfindel's voice was gentle, but there was no smile in his eyes, "I thought you could get used to me being here."

"Of course, I won't be confused just because you came to my class." Antonia approached Glorfindel step by step, until she came to him, raised her head and looked straight into his blue eyes, curving At the corner of his mouth, "I'm just wondering why you have such a peculiar habit of nostalgic for the past, especially the past about Romimos."

"I didn't pay special attention to the matter of Romimus, but you just happened to mention it." Glorfindel said, "History is history after all, you don't have to worry about me."

Antonia raised her eyebrows as if slightly surprised.

"I didn't say you were paying particular attention to Romemus, my lord," she said, "I was only afraid you might have a heart attack while I told that history, because, with all due respect, you don't know I'm afraid there are many things about Romemus."

Glorfindel's body stiffened.

"However, you are right in saying that history is already history, why bother holding on to it?" Antonia raised her eyebrows and said, "Please let me go, you are blocking the door."

She nodded to Glorfindel who silently stepped aside, and walked away without looking back.