HP - the time the ring is still

However, they became cumbersome little wizards, and they were very dissatisfied. Their battle last night was very different from before. They didn't use their racial talents, and the elves had to work hard to protect them. If these children didn't use magic to fight, they were not worth mentioning. It's not like coming to help, but like coming to hinder you.

Orifel signaled Glorfindel not to get excited, he knew Kleist, and last night's fight was so aggrieved, Kleist must be on fire, if he kept asking, it would be hard for Kleist and the others Don't lose your temper, play petty temper, and coax when the time comes.

Orifel: "Claire, is something wrong?"

Kleist sat cross-legged, throwing small stones on the ground weakly. She looked around and saw that most of the little wizards were either sitting or leaning on them. They really worked hard last night. Everyone, including Kleist, They were all injured, Kleist had already treated the wound on his arm, and leaned against Thranduil.Although it was impolite, Kleist really didn't have the energy to stand up. She raised her head and looked directly at her father: "Because Sauron is waiting for us in the distance!"

Elrond also approached, and he asked in a low voice, "Does that mean he is looking for you? Why?"

Thranduil grabbed Kleist's left hand, staring at Kleist nervously, "Is he looking for..."

"No!" Kleist directly denied without hesitation, "He's looking for a wizard. He always thought we were Nu-Normans, that's why he's been in Linton for so long. He probably found that we haven't shown up, so he thought about it." Change the place. If he finds out we've been here, it won't stop in the future."

Glorfindel sneered: "Boy, your reason is too far-fetched, I don't believe it."

Elrond chuckled helplessly, turned and walked to the other side to order the soldiers to clean up the number and weapons.

Kleist turned his head, not wanting to talk to him.Thranduil sighed, reached out to flick her forehead, and went with his father to take the elves of the Woodland Kingdom. They needed to clean up the battlefield and look for the surviving clansmen, so they had no time to waste time here, etc. When it gets dark, the magic army will come again.

Glorfindel and Elrond discussed a few words, then walked to Kleist and sat down on the ground, took out the pipe, stuffed the tobacco and looked at the little wizards who gathered not far away to clean each other's wounds, " Half of your people are gone."

"I've heard people say that there is a beast in everyone's heart. The one who releases it is a demon, the one who kills it becomes a god, and the one who guards it is a mortal. Do you think it is right?" Kress Te looked at Glorfindel, sitting next to a group of half-orc corpses on the battlefield where corpses lay everywhere, chatting about the philosophy of life.

Glorfindel looked at Kleist, who was still smiling slightly, and felt very uncomfortable, like a person with mental problems, but Glorfindel knew that Kleist must have meant something, "I don't think it's right. Mortals can't guard against wild beasts, but those who can guard against wild beasts are no worse than gods!"

"Hahaha..." Kleist laughed suddenly, causing the people and elves around him to look sideways, but Kleist's laughter still didn't stop, and Glorfindel looked at Klein. Lester laughed so hard that tears came out. In this sad atmosphere, laughing wildly is nothing. He patted Lester on the shoulder, "Okay, tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

Kleist reached out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his eyes were shining brightly but could not conceal the haze: "I want to kill that beast!"

Glorfindel shook his head and stared deeply at Kleist, his eyes were shining with stars: "Kryster, fate is not irresistible, when you can't hold on, look at those standing behind you People, they are the principles to uphold. Don't let the darkness drag you into the abyss."

Kleist stood up, bowed and saluted, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Dad!"

Glorfindel took a puff of his cigarette, waved his hand nonchalantly, and signaled Kleist to move away.Kleist smiled and walked obediently to his companions.

Matthew McConaughey complained when he saw her coming: "This is the most embarrassing battle we have ever had!"

Regulus Black was afraid of adding fuel to the fire, he knew that Kleist was not in a good mood before, "Okay, senior!"

Kleist lowered his eyes and chuckled, "Is everything packed? Let's go around Linton."

Severus Snape frowned, "What do you want to do?" He really couldn't keep up with Kleist's thinking, and he couldn't figure it out at all.

Ranrisa Bulstrode: "Has the Cyclops left?"

Kleist shook his head: "Not yet, it looks like he doesn't plan to go to the battlefield, there were less than 1 enemy troops last night, will the battle end in a while, we are useless here, why not go and send them useful place."

Lily Evans: "You mean we all go over there and lead him there."

Kleist nodded, "In the future, I'll play around more."

Ella Smith hesitated: "Is this okay for us? It always feels like we are leading trouble there, and I always feel a little sorry."

Kleist looked at the corpse not far away, his eyes were cold, "The powerful Nu Norman is there, he didn't dare to be rampant and had to come here to find a sense of existence, but his thinking is too simple, Romanian The Wood Elves are much more vicious than the Noldor, and they won't last long, we just need to let him confirm that the person who took his things is in the west, and don't care about the rest, after all, the High King of the Noldor is still there!"

Regulus Black: "Then let's join my brother and the others now?"

Kleist: "I'll go say hello, I'll be right there."

Kleist didn't look for Thranduil, fearing that he wouldn't be able to leave after a while, so he went directly to Orifel and told him that he was going to leave for a while.Knowing that Kleist must have something important to do, Orifel nodded in agreement, and at the same time reminded her to pay attention to safety.

As soon as the arrangements were made here, Kleist and the others immediately left and rushed to Fengyunding where James Potter and the others were staying, where they gathered to discuss their next steps.

Under a rock in Weathertop, Kleist and the little wizards sat together and talked about the battle last night. Potter and the others did find a few waves of half-orc squads, but the numbers were not large and scattered. He hurriedly made some noise and left.

Ranrisa Bulstrode swallowed the elf biscuit, looked at Kleist and asked, "Kleist, do you have any ideas?"

Kleist wrapped up the unfinished biscuits and looked at the people watching her and said slowly, "I want to see him again, what do you think will happen if he meets me?"

Sirius Black replied unceremoniously: "Kill you!"

Kleist smiled and shook his head: "If I hate someone, I will definitely not let him die happily, just like he did to Lele Bripin at that time, so don't let him know about our relationship with the Woodland Kingdom. Afraid he would retaliate."

Frank Barton patted the crumbs off his hands, "You haven't said anything yet, what does that guy want to do?"

"He wants to capture me. Of course, it doesn't rule out that he kills me quickly. In short, I want to see him again. Let's do a few more big fights to lure him here. By the way, we want to mix with the Nu Normans."

Everyone nodded to show their understanding.They set off after having dinner together, probably because they didn't have a good time last night, this time they were very active in finding a half-orc, and immediately started when they found one, without any hesitation.

When night fell, everyone was already in the Dunland Plains. They found a place to rest at Leeward Hill. After a busy day and night, they were too tired to move. Kleist was in good spirits. rest.The little wizards were not polite to her either, they simply ate dry food and slept until the end.

Kleist flipped through the map and added some wood to the fire from time to time. She looked in the direction of the Misty Mountains, not knowing what the situation was like there, but she couldn't go back, and it didn't make much sense to go back.

In the cool breeze in the middle of the night, Kleist tapped the bracelet on his left hand with his fingers and stared at the fire in a daze. A wick suddenly exploded from the burning wood. Kleist squinted and stared at the fire as if he was about to It was like falling asleep, but she suddenly raised her head and stared straight ahead, raised the long sword placed beside her and rushed out, the sound of swords clashing instantly resounded.

Kleist looked at the demon standing in the distance with an appearance of otherworldly fireworks, and said in Nu Norman, "What do you want to do here?"

"I have no malice!"

"You are a demon, do you think I will believe your words?" Kleist said righteously, holding up the long sword and throwing it over.

Sauron avoided it, "Why don't you believe it, if I want to kill you, do I need to talk to you slowly?" He took another step closer, "We can be friends."

Kleist was very surprised: "What?" She glanced at the little wizards who were still sleeping from the corner of her eye. Very well, she knew that she was still wearing a cloak when she was sleeping. Around, he was afraid that Sauron was just a cover, and other people would sneak up on him.

"We will never be friends, only enemies."

Sauron sneered: "How can we be enemies? You are helping the elves, but they can't bring you anything. Even now you have to sneak ashore to avoid discovery."

Kleist pulled up his cloak pretending to be flustered, "You're talking nonsense, the elves are fine with us, but you ruined Irejan! You are the bad guy!"

"Little girl, tell me, why did you come here?" Sauron's voice was as gentle and friendly as his seductive appearance, full of temptation, and people couldn't help but continue to indulge in it.

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