[Lord of the Rings] Dragon and Elf King

Gandalf's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at Thranduil's expression. Although he was smiling, the smile didn't penetrate into his eyes.Gandalf did not see any tenderness of affection in Thranduil's cold blue eyes at all.So the suspicion in his heart deepened, but Thranduil didn't say anything, and he couldn't pursue it, so he could only hide his doubts in his heart.

What made this elf king so afraid that he kept silent?

Thranduil fiddled with his oaken scepter, and the large white gemstone inlaid on it was almost picked off by Jolatin.

Because of the existence of Jiao Lating, a financial fan with explosive force value, in order to save him from losing a little bit of hard work he collected for thousands of years, he could only reluctantly make his palace simple, and the ring on his hand , Only since Jiao Lating came, I have never brought it.

He rubbed his fingers against the scepter with some dislike, and sprinkled the seeds of doubt in Gandalf's heart without guilt. The strength of the wizard should not be underestimated.Thranduil was looking forward to what Gandalf would look like after he finally found out the truth, that expression must be wonderful.He thought with a bit of evil taste.One more person is always more strength. In order to restrain Jiaolatin who has no scruples after taking revenge, Thranduil just gave her a look and sold her.Although she left some old secrets for her, it only takes time to fully uncover those old secrets.

"Since Sauron has already taken action, we can't relax anymore." Thranduil, who had fulfilled his goal, didn't want to discuss love, let alone talk about dragons with others.

This is his disgrace.If it hadn't been for Gandalf, he wouldn't even be allowed to mention it.

Knowing the reason, Gandalf could only skip this topic and talk about Sauron's actions instead.

This archenemy of the Chinese people is never reconciled to failure. He has been defeated repeatedly but never discouraged. He is simply a model of inspiration.After the Lord of the Rings disappeared and he himself lost most of his power due to the disappearance of the ring, many people who have experienced the Great Dark Age are unwilling to believe that he has awakened again.It's a pity that this Battle of the Five Armies woke up those who were still immersed in the beautiful dreams they had woven, and made them have to realize clearly that the Dark Lord has returned.Though he lacks the One Ring, the dark powers are still within his grasp.

"I just lost a battle. Isn't what Sauron needs to do to consolidate his power? Why did he send troops again? What made him anxious, and is there anything he must do to send troops?" Thranduil Keeping his chin in his hand, he asked a little suspiciously.

"I don't know." Gandalf also came as soon as he got the news from Redagast, and he even missed Thorin because of this.Burial of Oak Shield.

"And there doesn't seem to be any major movement in any country recently." Thranduil murmured, then stood up, walked to a large map that was one person tall, and looked at it carefully.

Gandalf also came and looked with him at the beautifully drawn map.Thranduil's finger pointed at the point representing Dol Guldur, and then slowly slid down from where he pointed: "Which direction are they going?"

"Sauron's power is recovering. Redagast can't get very close in order not to be discovered, so he can't see very clearly, but he can still tell that it should be to the west."

west side...

Thranduil stomped the scepter lightly on the ground, holding its top with one hand, brushing his fingers over the gemstone inlaid on the top, while the fingers of the other hand brushed his smooth chin.

Is there any strategic location in the west that Sauron wants to seize before he fully recovers his strength?He had just had a fight with them and the dwarves...wait...the dwarves?

Suddenly, he turned around and called in the direction of the door: "Anriel, go and ask about the movements of the dwarves during the days we left."

Anriel, who pushed the door open in response, saw his king was looking at the map with a serious and dignified expression, and the gray-robed wizard was standing beside him, and the two studied the map together.This abnormal behavior made him immediately guess what happened, and hurried out to contact the elf guards stationed in the palace for the past few days in charge of news and intelligence.

Soon, Anriel reported to his king that Tauriel, who had gone to Iruber, had indeed brought back some news. It seemed that Balin, the oldest of the band of thirteen dwarves, had left Irubor.

"Leaving Iruber..." Thranduil stood in front of the map and pondered: "So have you figured out where he is going? Is he leaving temporarily or not coming back?"

Anriel lowered his head and said respectfully: "It is said that he is going to the mines of Moria. There are rumors that he intends to regain Moria."

"Recover Moria, huh." Thranduil repeated Anriel's words, sneered, and waved Anriel to back down: "The ancient kingdom of the dwarves, the symbol of glory... really Don't die."

Gandalf also smiled wryly.Have these dwarves really forgotten why they gave up their kingdom in the first place?Isn't it because they dug too deep and awakened the Balrog deep underground?They went to Moria again this time, and the result was almost as Thranduil said, they were looking for death...

A subordinate of the Heavenly Demon King, the Balrog is almost as powerful as Mai Ya.How could the dwarves possibly contend with it.

"It seems that Sauron thinks so too." Thranduil pointed to the location of Moria on the map.

"Moria is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Not only is there a store of mithril, but there are also awakened Balrogs underground. It is really a good place for Sauron. I just don't know who is going to take Moria back to the death. Can the dwarves stand up?" Everyone knew the relationship between Thranduil and the dwarves, and this completely contemptuous tone only made Gandalf stroke his beard.

Gandalf, who knew the news, felt that he had to persuade Balin, which was really unwise. Although he didn't think that the stubborn dwarves would listen to his persuasion, he would try his best.He couldn't let the forces of darkness expand to every corner of this middle-earth land. As a wizard, his own duty made him have to do that.

He immediately bid farewell to Thranduil, but Thranduil, who already knew Sauron's movements, sat back on his throne calmly.

"Don't worry about Gandalf." He took the jug on the table and poured two glasses of wine leisurely, pushed one glass forward to indicate that it was for Gandalf, and took a sip from the other glass himself. : "Your whereabouts are erratic all the year round, and it is rare to come to the Jungle Palace once. It would be too hasty to leave so soon."

"It's urgent, I have to inform Bahrain quickly!" Gandalf was anxious.

"Why worry about Gandalf, that dwarf will definitely not arrive in Moria in the near future." Thranduil said without emotion, shaking the amber liquid in the crystal glass.

yes.Gandalf reacted, he was dazzled by the news just now.

It is not enough to just talk about the war, you have to recruit soldiers and horses, you need money, you need food and grass.Bahrain did not take away one-fourteenth of Illubali's wealth, and it was impossible to gather a large number of troops in a short period of time even if there were no more appealing people.Because it is not only necessary to consider the marching route, food and grass, but also to investigate the enemy, etc., which cannot be completed in a short time.And if the dwarf can't stop the army of orcs, he can only find someone else to help prevent the orcs from occupying the mines of Moria...Gandalf is not at all like the eyes of the old man who glanced at Serendi with a relaxed expression Er, looking at his expression, you can tell that there is no way to persuade him to send troops.But going to Elrond in Forest Valley for help or to the human king for help, the results may be similar.Even if they agree, there is no time to prepare.

So they can only let the orc army take Moria?Gandalf was a little reconciled.Don't give Sauron any chance to increase his power, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Thranduil sipped the wine leisurely: "Don't worry about Gandalf, it's not a big deal for the half-orcs to get to Moria, at most, hand over Moria to them first, and gather an army to take it back later. gone."

That's what he said, but Gandalf knew that this was just an excuse for Thranduil's unwillingness to send troops.He's a king, a king of his own ego, and other than his responsibilities, he likes to have his own way.He didn't want to send troops, he didn't want to help the dwarves, but he didn't want to see the power of the orcs grow.It is easy to occupy an uninhabited city, but it is not so simple to attack a city that already has an owner and is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

But Gandalf can understand Thranduil.Because the army of the Woodland Kingdom experienced the Battle of Five Armies not long ago, and the elves also lost a lot of manpower, not to mention that it was the dwarves who helped this time, it was normal for Thranduil not to want to take this muddy water.And even if they helped the dwarves, they probably wouldn't thank them. With Thranduil's shrewd temperament, how could he do such thankless things that didn't pay off at all after giving.

"Stay and attend the dinner, shall we go, Gandalf? Anyway, there is no shortage of that time." Thranduil invited, shaking his glass.

Gandalf raised his eyebrows and laughed, which made the wrinkles on his forehead and cheeks more obvious. After hesitating for a while, he replied, "Okay."

A good weather is a prerequisite for the Silvan elves to hold a banquet.They like to hold dinner parties where they can see the starry sky, so that they can enjoy the carnival and appreciate the cold and dazzling light of their favorite stars.

This kind of banquet has a very nice name, Starlight Dinner.

Thranduil changed his clothes, sat on the upper throne and chatted with Gandalf while tasting wine. The atmosphere was relaxed, and those lively Silvans had spontaneously danced around the bonfire.

"You are here, my Thranduil." Jolatin walked towards Thranduil, calling affectionately.She was wearing a long red dress, revealing some fair and delicate skin on her arms and shoulders. Her long hair was intertwined by the female officials, and then coiled up with a silver headband, leaving only a few strands scattered on her shoulders and back. on, adding a bit of agility to her beautiful and delicate face.

After this dinner party is over, the headband on her head will probably never be seen again, right?Thranduil looked at her, taking a sip of his wine from her smooth long hair to the long dress that faintly glowed orange under the campfire.

The red hair that burned like a flame was infected by the starlight and the color of the bonfire, becoming soft and submissive, unlike the usual wild oppression.And her facial features became deeper and deeper because of the darkness.She approached Thranduil, put her hands on his shoulders, approached his ear, and whispered his name.

I don't know if it was because of the bonfire that Thranduil's blue eyes, which were as beautiful as the sea, became darker.The guards on the side quickly looked away one by one, all of them were looking at the sky and the earth, but there were no elves looking towards the kingdom.

Gandalf has also been paying attention to Jolatine, but unfortunately, she seems to only have Thranduil in her eyes.After she finally turned her gaze to him, he raised his wine glass to signal her, and then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Jolatin's yellow eyes were fixed on him, and as she looked away Gandalf was keenly aware that there seemed to be something different in her eyes than they had seen in the day.

I don't know if it was the color of the bonfire imprinted in her eyes. Gandalf only felt that there seemed to be a black line across the center of the pupil at that moment. It felt like... the eyes of a beast. !

The author has something to say: Thranduil and the dwarves hate each other, so they don't want to rescue them from the fire and water, let alone committing suicide...

Redagast: brown robe wizard, likes small animals

Picture above: Sauron used to be beautiful, a handsome guy with silver hair and blue eyes!No wonder the elves are falling for him~ oh...