The Fellowship of the Lord of the Rings - A Tale of the Elven King

The news of the queen's pregnancy spread as if she had grown wings, and the whole elf kingdom jumped for joy. The elves celebrated happily, and they gathered together and sang loudly:

Ah, the elves are singing and dancing,

We are the children of Iluvatar,

The ancient elves originated from Yiru's supreme mana,

We wake up under the stars in the dark night,

Starlight guides us on the way forward,

Mirkwood is our lovely home,

Our footprints are everywhere.

Ah, the elves are singing and laughing,

We are the best archers,

No orc can escape the arrows of elves,

Carefully wipe the weapon in your hand,

We defend the glory of the elves,

The children of elves shall inherit all,

The green leaves of Mirkwood are about to sprout.

While everyone was celebrating the arrival of the future little prince or princess, there was only one person who was worried about other things, and that was the king's steward, Oster.

Oster has not forgotten the abnormality he found in the forest before. Although he has been worried about it, he does not want to disturb His Majesty the King and Queen at such a happy moment. After all, this is His Majesty's first child. The right to enjoy the joy of soon-to-be fatherhood.

As the general manager who is always ready to solve problems for His Majesty the king, Oster can only solve this matter by himself. He entrusted the matter of taking care of the pregnant queen to the queen's attendants, and took Soveris together. Enter the forest to investigate.

There is a different atmosphere in the dark forest than usual. There are even a few crows flying around ominously above the tall canopy, making disturbing calls.

The senses of the elves are far more developed than those of dwarves and humans. They always rely on this ability to avoid harassment from humans, and they can also avoid unwelcome guests.

Oster and Soveris explored along the traces they found before, and the smell in the air exuded a faint smell of rust.

"This is... the smell of blood!" Soveris finally remembered what the smell was that he hadn't thought of before. It was the smell of elf blood.

Oster also discovered this, and the two immediately followed the direction of the smell. Behind a lush tree, they found two elves, one was leaning on the trunk, and his arms and shoulders were injured. The wound was very serious and was bleeding continuously, and the other one had fallen to the ground without moving. They were the two elves in the elf team that Thranduil sent to the north to inquire about news, and all the elves in that elf team The people were all handpicked by Ulster, who remembered the names of each elf.

"Aramir, how are you?" Oster hurried over, "Soveris, save them quickly."

Soveris first ran to the elf lying on the ground to check: "I'm sorry, he's dead."

Then he came to Alamir's side for inspection, quickly found a kind of medicinal powder and sprinkled it on the wound to stop the bleeding, then wrapped the wound with a cloth strip and said: "Your injury is very serious, but with me here, you will It's fine."

After speaking, he turned around and shouted to Oster: "Come on, help me help him to my little house."

So the three of them went back to Soveris' home together. Soveris gave Alamir a meticulous and comprehensive treatment. After the treatment, Alamir couldn't resist the effect of the medicine powder and fell into a deep sleep. Oster, who asked about the situation, could not intervene.

In view of the patient's urgent need for rest, Soveris suggested that Oster come back another day, but the helpless Oster could only follow Soveris' suggestion and go back first.

A few days later, Soveris finally told Oster that the patient's condition had improved and he could accept a short visit, so Oster couldn't wait to come to Alamir.

"Ah, Aramir, my friend, may Elbirus bless you, I hope your health has recovered, how do you feel?"

Alamiel has half sat up now: "Thank you for your concern, sir, I feel much better."

"Okay then, let's get to the point, Aramiel, tell me what the hell happened to you guys? Why haven't you sent back a message after going north for so long? What about the rest of your team?"

"Master Oster, you have asked so many questions, which one should I answer first? Forget it, let me tell you what we have experienced from beginning to end."

It turned out that Aramir led the elf team to leave Mirkwood and headed north. They first went to the dwarves of Gray Mountain, but as Thranduil expected, those dwarves were short-sighted and selfish. Lee guys, they never pay attention to the outside world, only focus on the hoe in their hands.

In fact, as far as Alamiel observed the situation along the way, it is no longer optimistic. The number of poisonous snakes is increasing, and half-orcs are also starting to appear everywhere. The whole northern land is filled with a sense of uneasiness. Yu kindly reminded the dwarves of Huishan to pay attention to the situation around them, but the dwarves of Huishan did not accept their kindness. The stubborn and dead-headed character of the dwarves blinded their eyes, and they were stubbornly unwilling to accept the elves. remind.

Aramir couldn't get any valuable clues from the dwarves, and was unwilling to deal with the stubborn and bad-tempered dwarves, so he left Ash Mountain to find traces of the Dundan people.

The Dundans are the descendants of the Numenoreans, the remnants of the kingdom of Arnor in the north. They have mixed blood of Maya, elves and humans. Some high-ranking Dundans even have wisdom, discernment and occasional prophecy. The tall Their bodies are characterized by black hair and gray eyes.

Perhaps it is because the Dundan people also have part of the blood of the elves. The relationship between the elves and the Dundan people has always been good, and they fought side by side together a long time ago.

However, the small number and erratic whereabouts of the Dundan people made this search very difficult, so Alamir and the others finally found it. From the population of Dundan, Alamir confirmed his previous guess and got Some even worse news. After that, Alamir hurriedly led his elf team back to the Dark Forest, but unfortunately encountered a joint attack by a half-orc and a poisonous snake on the way home. The entire elf team was severely damaged. Al and another elf narrowly escaped.

"So, what's going on in the north?" Oster asked.

Aramiel glanced at Oster and Soveris, sighed heavily and said:

"The northern giant python has awakened..."