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

"Tell me something about your brother..."

Helen on the horse turned her head and looked at Faramir.

"Actually..." Faramir touched his nose, looking a little embarrassed, "If you want to say one by one, I can talk for three days and three nights. The most unbearable thing is that Boromir He doesn't pay attention to personal hygiene very much, he always has to tell me many times before he takes a shower, and after practicing swords, his body smells bad, and he even sticks it over and rubs my head..."

——Also, he is my hero, the goal I have been chasing all my life.

He knows better than anyone else that his brother is stronger than anyone else, braver than anyone else, and better than anyone else.

He always remembered that his brother standing on the spire of Osgis City was so dazzling and shining, even though he was wearing tattered armor and his face was covered with dust.

Shouting that the city of Osgis is the pearl of Gondor, but he didn't realize that he had become the pearl in the eyes of his brothers.

Gorgeous, bright and brilliant.

Gondor doesn't need a king, because it doesn't need a king who abandons his country.

You roared, your brown pupils turning blood.

You look at your greedy father, who wants you to bring back the magic ring, but you also know that as long as the ring is not destroyed, beautiful Gondor will never be white.

You hold the hilt of your sword, set foot on the journey, and never look back.

You love your country so much.

It is so beautiful, so moving.

As soon as I close my eyes, I can recall its beauty, as soon as I take a deep breath, I can smell it, as soon as I look up, I can smile at it.

It's here, here, in your heart.

"How can I, how can..."

[Destroying his favorite place. 】

The grown strong man looked at her sadly with tears in his eyes.

"Your Highness, you know, according to the laws of our country, if you disobey the king's order..."

"I will be sentenced to death."

The second crown prince of Gondor raised his head, looked into the distance, pulled the rein of the horse, and continued to move forward in the original direction.

"Even so, I will do this, for our Gondor, for our people, for..."

—My beloved brother, Boromir.

"It seems that our luck is not very good."

Faramir stared at the orc army not far away.

"How did they appear here? Near Gondor."

He lowered his head, his face full of anxiety.

Helen patted him on the shoulder.

"It seems that your hometown has also been attacked, go back..."

"But, I promised to send you to..." Helen rubbed his head with a smile, "That's enough, your expression has already betrayed you."

"You are worried, your hometown."

Faramir frowned, and with a final sigh, took the horse's rein.

"Sorry, I may not be able to escort you to the end..." The man scratched his head, struggled for a long time before speaking to her, and his face turned red.

"I wonder... can you take the toxin off of me..."

Before he finished speaking, Helen laughed out loud.

"There is no venom at all, it is only used to anesthetize other people's bodies... I lied to you before..."

After the man heard this answer, his whole face wrinkled, wondering if he was annoyed by her deception.

"By the way!" Helen walked in front of him and motioned him to lower his head, "Let me tell you first, when you fight with orcs in the future, aren't they usually one block at a time? When they fight against each other, just split up a few cavalry squads, rush in from left to right and break up the team, there will be no problem..."

Faramir, who heard this style of play for the first time, opened his mouth.

"This is not in line with the spirit of chivalry..."

Helen held his head down.

"You can't even protect your country, so what are you talking about about chivalry!"

Looking at the human being who bowed his head in deep thought, Helen pressed his head and whispered something in his ear.

"Also, if you meet a blond elf in the future, please give him a word for me."

I love you.

Helen and her party bid farewell to Faramir and the others, and embarked on different journeys.

Gulu led them into a dry forest. I don't know if it was her illusion. Helen felt that Gulu had started talking to himself again since he was captured by humans.

Sam explained to it why Frodo wanted to lure it out, but that strange feeling still enveloped Helen, she stared at the back of Gollum as it was advancing, and it kept turning back and peeking at them as it was advancing. The blue pupils were cold and dull.

But the volcano was so close that Helen didn't think carefully about Gulu's change.

Perhaps the Lord of the Rings felt that the place of destruction was getting closer, Frodo's face became paler, and sometimes his mind became blurred.

And, Gulu actually learned to speak sweetly, and he was full of praise, sometimes praising Sam, and sometimes flattering Helen for a while, which made Helen feel a little uncomfortable.

She squeezed Gollum's face, forcing their eyes to meet.

"Sméagol, what are you doing?"

The eyes of the gray-skinned monster flickered, and the blue pupils became cloudy, then it withdrew the weird smile on its face and looked away.

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The contradiction between Sam and it became more and more obvious. Sam always felt that Gollum deceived them and wanted to kill them and take away the Lord of the Rings.

This conflict erupted after the last bit of dry food disappeared.

That was the first time Helen saw the two hobbits, who were usually inseparable, quarreling.

Helen wanted to go up to try to persuade the fight, but was stopped by Gollum who was standing aside. He smiled and said to her with his blue eyes open,

"I know a place where there is a small river with fish in it, I will take you there..."

Helen originally wanted to ask the hobbit to go with her, but Gollum took her hand and added.

"They are already very tired, I will lead the way, don't worry, it's not very far..."

Helen thought for a while, looked at the pale Frodo and the tired Sam, nodded and followed Gollum to climb down.

Maybe she was overthinking it. Not long after, Helen found a small river behind a rock, and a few small fish swam in it from time to time.

Helen waved her hand to signal Gulu to stay aside and wait for her to catch fish, and then jumped into the river to start fishing.

When she landed after catching a fish, the shore was already empty, and there was no shadow of anything.

Helen, who understood that she had been deceived, quickly returned along the original road, and when she crawled back to the place where she stayed before, the two hobbits were gone.

"Oh no···"

There are all kinds of smells in Mordor. Helen sticks out her tongue. The smell of hobbits in the air is mixed with other smells, and it is impossible to distinguish them in a short time. Bit people have come a long way.

So, Helen stuck out her tongue all the way, looking for their breath, and when she found the two hobbits, they were already at the foot of Mount Doom.

Frodo was pale and naked, wearing only a cloak, while Sam was disheveled, with tattered clothes all over his body.

"What's the matter? My dear, you look very embarrassed."

Helen hugged the two hobbits.

It wasn't until they saw Helen that the hobbits completely relaxed. They limp down and leaned against Helen's arms, complaining softly.

"I said Gulu is a liar, he tried to divide us..."

"Okay, okay..." Helen touched Sam's head in her arms, "We will talk about complaints later, now we have to quickly throw the Lord of the Rings into the volcano, maybe we can go back to have dinner... "

The hobbits, amused by her tone, wiped the dust from their faces and continued on towards the crater.

"I didn't expect that the nightmare that haunted me for so long was about to end."

Helen took Frodo by the arm, pulled him into the road made by the crater, pulled his clothes, and said to him.

"The rest is your time, throw the ring in..."

Frodo swallowed, reached out and squeezed the ring on the necklace he wore around his neck, and walked towards the end of the road step by step.

"I didn't see the birth of the ring, at least I was able to witness the destruction of the ring. Now that I think about it, it's something worth showing off, but I don't know what it will be like if the Lord of the Rings is thrown into the volcano?"

Helen laughed and joked to the hobbits beside her.

Frodo's next move shocked her. The hobbit, who had held the ring for a long time and hadn't dropped it for a long time, turned around slowly, with a distorted smile on his face amidst the flames spewing out from behind.

"The Ring is mine."

Then he put on the ring and disappeared at the end of the road.

"Does the change of things need to be so dramatic!"

Helen stuck out her tongue and searched for Frodo's breath in the air, but someone was faster than him, a gray shadow rushed out from her side, and then Helen saw Gollum's body hanging in mid-air, as if scrambling for it. What.

At this moment, Helen came to her senses.

She rushed over, and Gollum bit off Frodo's ring, and stepped back with a smile, being pushed down by the hideous Frodo.

Helen looked at Gulu who was falling backwards with a smile while pinching the ring, a strange emotion rose in her heart, she stretched out her hand and grabbed his arm.

"Throw the ring away, and I'll pull you up, Sméagol!"

The gray-skinned monster holding the ring widened its blue eyes. It didn't even look at the ring in its hand, and stared blankly at the woman who grabbed it.

The stones spit out could not bear the weight of the two, and cracks began to appear.

"Let go, leave him alone, Helen!"

Sam yelled, Helen was unmoved, tightly grasped its hand, and stared at it closely.

"I say, throw the ring away, Sméagol! I'll pull you up."

The cracks on the stone were getting bigger and bigger, Helen's body was slowly tilting downwards, she was still holding on to its hand.

The gray-skinned monster looked at Helen's hand, and then at the ring in his hand. The brown pupils of the blue eyes were spreading. Under the shadow of the sky, the brown pupils were like a rock in the flames, calm and peaceful. firm.

It smiled, and tears welled up in its eyes.

"Sméagol, Sméagol and you..."

[It's a good friend. 】

The monster let go, and fell into the hot magma with the golden ring.

Lord of the Rings, destroyed.

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