[The Lord of the Rings·The Hobbit] Human Body and Snake Tail

If you get too close, there is a danger of being discovered. Helen hid in the bushes aside and watched the captured hobbits and humans with hoods.

The distance was a little far away, Helen couldn't quite hear what the group of people were saying over there, but just watched the hobbit being pushed to the ground, and the actions of that group of humans were also relatively rude, to Hobbit who suddenly appeared on Mordor Bit people have a lot of hostility.

From this point of view, Helen, who has an appearance closer to that of a half-orc, cannot appear in front of them at this stage, so Helen hides aside and waits for the changes.

The group of humans in cloaks led the hobbits into a waterfall, and then turned a corner along the path built beside the waterfall and disappeared into the waterfall.

Helen's body stuck to the ground, like a snake crawling silently, following the humans and scurrying into the cave.

Looking inside from the entrance of the cave, you can find that there are many people hidden inside, which feels like a secret base for human beings.

There were many more people than she had imagined. Helen bit her index finger and carefully observed the furnishings in the cave and the behavior of the humans inside.

A certain human who was holding the hobbit raised the hood on his head, walked in front of the hobbits and questioned them. He seemed to be the leader among them. Helen looked at the face of this human and felt inexplicably that this The outline of the person's face looks familiar.

The human didn't know what he was talking about with Frodo, his eyes became serious, and he sat aside full of sadness and didn't speak.

Fortunately, humans didn't do anything to the hobbits, took them aside and left them alone.

That night, Helen was hiding in a corner thinking about the countermeasures to rescue the hobbits, but the noise in the grass woke her up. Following the humans who came out of the grass, they walked through the protruding path built along the valley, and Helen followed them. The line of sight saw a figure in the creek under the waterfall.

An ugly gray-skinned monster, jumped into the water, picked up a fish in its mouth and let out a strange cry, then happily grabbed the fish and threw it on the stone, humming a strange song that he composed, without feeling the slightest Has been pointed at by the arrow beam that is about to be shot.

Frodo came out too, and he seized the leader of the Men by the sleeve, as if begging for something, and then he descended the wall, and standing behind Gollum, held out his hand.

The distance was so far that Helen could only tell what they were talking about based on the expressions on their faces.

It should be that Gulu's ugly appearance makes humans think it is an evil creature, and the hobbit begs humans not to hurt it.

Gulu's eyes were wide open and his whole body was naked, looking like a hairless cat that had been wet all over.

It followed Frodo without any hesitation, and then Helen watched it being grabbed by the humans hiding behind the rock.

When Gulu was struggling, perhaps he glanced at Helen from the corner of his eye.

Helen looked at it, and Gulu stared straight at it, shouted loudly, and stretched out his arms to her, his brown eyes seemed to be able to shed tears in the next second under the reflection of the water.

But Helen clenched her hands tightly and walked a few steps behind the rock, letting the rock completely block her body.

—Sorry, Gollum, at least I can't be found now.

For a moment, people almost couldn't control this gray-skinned monster. Its fingers sank deeply into the soil and made quite shallow scratches. Looking at a place in the distance, it roared loudly, as fiercely as howling.

The others couldn't bear his quarrel anymore, so they put a black bag on its head.

Helen's body was stiff, watching Gulu struggling with the bag on his head and being dragged further and further away on the ground.

- How similar!

She covered her head.

—You were dragged away by the elves in this way.

——without dignity, the pained whole body roared.

At that time, Legolas was just like her, standing aside and watching helplessly.

Helen felt her heart stabbed, but she still clenched her fists and hid behind the rock.

She followed the crowd and stood behind the cave. Although she couldn't see the scene inside the cave, the sound of Gulu being beaten could be heard, one after another, as hoarse and ugly as his appearance.

It was trampled on the ground, it was beaten on the head with fists, and people kicked it around.

It did not understand why Frodo would deceive it?Why wouldn't anyone believe it when he decided to go back to being a good hobbit?

How similar!Helen raised her head.

Why is a different appearance from ordinary people or a different race doomed to the final outcome?

She clenched the sword in her hand, and slowly crawled in from the back of the cave close to the ground.

【I'm here to save you, Sméagol. 】

Some people go through it once in a lifetime.

Helen thought that in her life she had at least two times of bloodshed, once for Legolas, and once for this monster she hadn't known for a long time.

She drew out her sword, rushed out from the corner of the cave, and quickly put the sword on the neck of the leader. When he resisted, she spread her five fingers and hit him on the bridge of the nose with the tiger's mouth. The method she used to quickly subdue the uncooperative captive would stun and temporarily lose consciousness, and after being punched, the leader went limp.

"Listen up, everyone, put down the weapons in your hands and stand aside..." Helen drew a tiny bloodstain on the leader's neck with her sword, "If you want his head to belong to me ···”

Before she could finish speaking, the others consciously threw their swords to the ground, raised their hands, and stepped aside.

"very good···"

Seeing her coming in, Gulu, who was curled up on the side, rushed over from the corner, sobbing, and grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"Grunt...Grunt..."

Helen smiled at the gray-skinned monster beside her, patted its bald head, and comforted it.

"Don't be afraid... I'm here."

Gulu froze, his blue eyes staring at her without blinking.

Helen didn't notice its strangeness, and held the person in her hand and walked slowly backwards, while constantly waving the sword in her hand to block the approach of others, while whispering in the leader's ear.

"Listen, be honest, take me to those two hobbits you caught earlier... or else..."

After finishing speaking, Helen raised her sword, and slammed it down on his head with the hilt.

In this way, maintaining this posture, the leader brought him to a place similar to a cellar.

Helen held up her sword, instructing others to open the door.

After opening the door, two hobbits came out and quickly hid behind Helen.

Helen led the leader back for a while, and pointed her sword at the opposite crowd.

"Now, step back... not enough, step back and stick to the wall!"

Looking at a group of human beings stuck to the wall, one by one, their faces deformed, Helen smiled, and grabbed the leader's neck with her free hand, and turned his head aside.

The leader only felt that the breath on his neck became clearer and clearer. The woman who was strangling his neck might have seen something. She scraped his neck over and over again with the blade, and he could even feel the sharp edge The cold feeling that slid across his skin seemed to be able to cut off his neck in the next moment.

——It must be a good sword.

He was thinking wildly, and then, there was a pain in his neck.

This pain is not the kind of widespread pain when the flesh is cut open, but the feeling of sharp things piercing into the muscle, and finally an unknown liquid is injected along the painful place, making his neck swell and hurt.

Helen raised her head, spit to the side with disgust on her face, and casually threw the body she was carrying on the ground.

The people on the wall were stunned by the accident, and even forgot what to do, watching their leader fall to the ground with a 'bang'.

Afterwards, they called out, some of them surrounded the leader who fell on the ground, and some of them drew their swords and pointed at them, questioning her.

"What did you do?"

The leader lay stiff on the ground, unable to move.

Helen smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her index finger, and brushed her hair.

"Just injected him with some venom..."

"what do you want?"

After the leader regained consciousness, he was supported by two people and sat in front of Helen.

Helen smiled and blew on her fingers.

"I don't need anything, I just need you to send us to the bottom of Mount Doom..."

"That's impossible···"

The leader stood up from the ground with a huge reaction.

"Then the negotiation has broken down...wait for death..."

Helen supported her head and turned around.

"Helen, can we really leave?"

Frodo tugged at her sleeve, staring at the humans who gathered not far away and bowed their heads to discuss.

"Of course!" Helen touched the hobbit's head, "I have injected the poison into his body, without my spell, he can only wait for death..."

Perhaps the shadow of death was too powerful, and humans made a compromise.

"My subordinates and I will lead you part of the journey...but only part of it..."

"In exchange, you have to tell me, what is your purpose?"

"First of all, you have to let the people around you leave..." Helen pointed at the people behind him, the leader frowned, and waved them to leave amidst the protests of the others.

"Very good." Looking at the room where only a few of them were left, Helen smiled, "Our goal is to destroy the Lord of the Rings..."

The man's eyes widened, as if surprised by her straightforwardness.

"And you, I'm afraid you are also here for the Lord of the Rings, who are you?"

The man lowered his head and said to Helen in front of him.

"I am Faramir of Gondor, Boromir's younger brother, and you should be Helen of Mirkwood..."

"Boromir's younger brother, I already felt that your facial features looked very familiar."

The man shook his head and smiled at his brother's former 'dream lover' in front of him.

"It's a pity that he died, otherwise he should be very happy to see you..."

"No, he saw it."

Helen half closed her eyes and said to him sadly.

"Your brother is a hero..."

"He once invited me to visit his hometown of Gondor.

The White Tower of Exilion, and that white tower, a world without gunpowder...

I want to take a look at the flowers in your hometown in beautiful May after everything is over, and to appreciate the white city that blends with the snow in November. "

After she finished speaking, the surrounding environment suddenly became quiet.

The man with a softer face than his brother knelt down on one knee, held Helen's hand, and placed a kiss on the back of her hand, like a knight swearing an oath to his king, his eyes were deep and firm.

"I swear, I'll send you there!"

He drew his sword and pointed it straight up.

The hobbit was puzzled by such a huge change in the attitude of the human beings. Just now, he had put his hand on the hilt of his sword, as if he wanted to kill them at any time, but now he offered to escort them.

The man took a deep look at Helen, then turned his head to look far away, in the direction of Gondor.

"I also want to take a look at that beautiful White City in an era without war and darkness."

It had been his brother's dream, and it had been his dream.

A dream that is willing to give life to realize.

The author has something to say: I changed the plot here... It turns out that Faramir took the Hobbit to Gondor...