Middle-earth Raiders Full Plan

I am Denethor II.

From childhood to adulthood, almost everyone gave me the evaluation of the word "arrogance", which means different things.

I don't care about this, because I absolutely have the capital to be arrogant. Looking at the whole of Gondor, I also have the confidence that I will not lose to anyone in all aspects.

I spent the first 40 years of my life in such smooth sailing, until Amastasha and Thorongir came along.

Those two are obviously not from Rohan. They look more like northern rangers. No one knows their real birthplace. To be honest, I suspect that their names are not real names. They are always mysterious and suspicious. I They even intuited that the purpose of their trip to Gondor was not just to be a general.

Regrettably, in the whole of Minas Tiris, I seem to be the only one who noticed the sneakiness of those two people and had considerable doubts about their true identities. There is no doubt that Xia and Thorongir are just excellent generals who have served under Sejel's command.

I also cryptically and tactfully put forward my views to my father, but his answer was——

"You just can't see anyone better than you." Exilion said, "I know you've always been arrogant, son, but there are people beyond the sky, and you have to admit the gap between yourself and others. What's more, Solongil His Majesty Sejel, King of Hussars of Rohan, personally recommended Amastacia and Amastasha to me in a letter, so how could there be any problem?"

God knows how ugly my face will be then? !But I couldn't yell at my father in the palace, so I could only suppress my anger and leave in a hurry.

jealous?What are you kidding? !Am I jealous of two down-and-out northern bums?

Besides, how can I be inferior to those two people?I admit that Amastacia and Thorongir do have certain abilities. They have made countless achievements for Gondor and Rohan. They are not inferior in land or sea battles. diplomacy.

Although they are indeed extremely outstanding talents, I don't think I can surpass them by much, at least they are evenly matched. However, in the eyes of everyone, whether it is in the discussion of the market or in the degree of my father's attention, I will always be are inferior to them.

In addition, there is another thing that makes me feel that the two of them are extremely unpleasant.

Amastasha and Thorongir have been warning my father to be wary of Isengard's white robe Saruman, and to trust Gandalf the gray robe more, which I quite disdain.

I don't like wizards, neither Saruman nor Gandalf, but I hate Gandalf the Grey especially.

This cunning old fox is crazy every day and doesn't know what to say, but I'm still keenly aware of his real purpose: he has been trying to find the legal heir to the throne of Gondor, and intends to support him as king!

Why? !The throne of Gondor has been vacant for 1000 years!In these 1000 years, our regents have been conscientiously governing this huge country, stubbornly resisting the orcs and pirates, and in these 1000 years, where has that king gone?Abandoned his people, and now wants to easily get back the crown he is no longer worthy to wear only with the support of wizards and elves?

I admit that I am arrogant by nature, and I absolutely cannot bear to be inferior to others, and hand over the achievements of my ancestors' hard work to the hooligans who have paid nothing but want to get everything easily.

I have never wronged myself to deliberately pretend to be friendly with Amastasha and Thorongir. In fact, no one knows how hostile I am to them, and those two obviously know it well.Even so, they never meant to be my enemy. I never heard them criticize me. Of course, it was only verbal. Who knows what they are thinking in their hearts. Woolen cloth?

Maybe it’s because they still know their identities, maybe it’s because they are too tolerant, in short, their blind retreat makes me have no chance to pick out their faults, not only that, but other people’s humility and perseverance are even more important to them. It was impressive, and my father respected and loved them even more.

Tsk, what a scheming.

The improvement of the relationship between me and Amastacia and the others probably started in the fourth year after they came to Gondor. , My dislike for them is still the same, it's just that there are more daily interactions.

The reason is very simple, even a bit vulgar. I fell in love with the daughter of Lord Dol Amross, Fendoras, and the relationship between Fendoras and Amastacia is extremely close.

Of course, I will never put my face down to establish a good relationship with Amastacia just to pursue Fendorasi. I firmly believe that with my personality charm and full of talents, even if I don’t need to rely on those crooked ways...

"Happy birthday, Your Highness Fendolasi, your face has hardly changed from the one I saw last time. You are as beautiful as ever, but today you are extraordinarily radiant. A little gift is not a respect. I wonder if I have this honor. Invite you to walk in the garden?"

Fendolas listened to my congratulatory speech politely, with a gentle but distant smile, and bit her lips in embarrassment after hearing my invitation, my heart sank.

"Amastacia!" Sure enough, her eyes suddenly lit up, she stood on tiptoe and waved vigorously to the person behind me, then smiled apologetically at me, "Sorry, Your Highness Denethor, but I have already Got an appointment with a friend."

When I turned around, I saw Amastasha looking over here. She seemed to be taken aback when she saw me, then she covered her mouth and turned her face away as if she couldn't help laughing.

"..." For the first time, I am not proud of my good upbringing, which prevents me from swearing.

But soon, Amastacia withdrew her wretched smile and put on a sanctimonious smile, gently put down the goblet in her hand, turned her head and said a few words to the elf beside her, and then Quickly walked towards Fendolasi.

Amastacia didn't wear a skirt even at Fendolasi's birthday party. Instead, she wore her usual neat riding attire. She just let down her usual coiled hair, making her look petite and gorgeous among a group of big and three thick generals. She looked heroic among those gorgeously dressed ladies and wives, she walked all the way and attracted a lot of attention from both men and women, but Amastaxia walked straight towards Fendolasi without squinting. Chests have chests, waists have waists, legs have legs, and after many years of martial arts and fighting, she has a decisive aura. When she glances at her, the people around her unconsciously give way to her.

I have to admit, she does look a little handsome this way.

I have already seen the idiotic smile on Fendolas's face...

"Happy birthday, Fendolas." Amastacia walked in front of us, gently kissed Fendoras on the cheek, and then greeted me, "His Royal Highness Denethor."

I wanted to ignore her, but for the sake of Fendolas, I had no choice but to nod to her, and then said: "Your Excellency Amastacia's dress today is really different."

"Ah, I was the one who said I hoped Amastacia would wear it like this, Your Highness Denethor, please don't blame her." Fendorasi immediately defended Amastacia, "I think she looks very good-looking like this, those I'm tired of seeing the same dresses."

"Of course I listen to birthday stars." Amastacia laughed.

"..." I was wearing my aristocratic dress, which was carefully selected for a long time, and was finally made of the most precious fabric by the most famous tailor in the whole Baicheng. For some reason, I suddenly felt a pain in my knee.

"So, what gift did you give Miss Fendorasi today, Amastacia?" I asked again, determined to surpass her in some way, although I didn't understand why I wanted to be the girl I liked. Competing with another woman in front of you...

Inexplicably, Amastacia gave me a look of apology and pity.

"Well," she said slowly, "Fendolasi has a noble status, do you want any gifts? I am a little general, what can I give away that I can search hard with everyone? How about rare and rare treasures?"

So she didn't prepare a gift?I raised my eyebrows, and just as I was about to ridicule her, I heard Fendolas say——

"So, Amastacia promised to stay with me all day today!" The excitement could not be concealed in the voice.

"..." I heard a heartbroken voice.

"Yes, today I am the most loyal knight of the beautiful Princess Fendolas. I will obey all your orders, even if it means sacrificing my life for you." I didn't know where to find a limp orange sunflower, "Please accept it, my lady."

I snorted coldly: "It's a shame to offer a dried flower as a treasure."

"Hey, although this is just an ordinary dried flower now, as long as she is kissed by the most beautiful girl in the world, she will come back to life immediately." Anila said solemnly, while handing the flower to Fen. Doras' lips.

I believe that Fendolas doesn't believe in this woman's nonsense as much as I do, but she still smiled and kissed the flower softly.

……

Of course, nothing happened.

"Oh, I'm not the most beautiful girl in the world." Fendolas said with a smile, "Why don't you give Amastacia a try? Maybe she'll open it."

"Hush..." Amastacia signaled her to be quiet, twisted the stem of the dried flower with her left hand, gently wrapped the flower with her right hand, murmured something for a while with her eyes closed, then opened her eyes suddenly, revealing With a smug smile, "Then, now is the time to witness a miracle!"

She moved her right hand abruptly, and Fendolasi and many other people who were paying attention here cried out in surprise, and even I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

The dried flower disappeared in Amastacia's hands, and it was replaced by a fresh orange-yellow sun chrysanthemum that was fresh and juicy, even the patterns on the petals were exactly the same!

"Il Bilusi!" Fendolasi covered her mouth, "Did Via appear?"

"Maybe." Amastacia smiled and broke off a section of the flower's stem, and inserted the flower in Fendola's hair, "Give it to my most beautiful girl."

The surroundings were quiet for a while, and then Thorongir took the lead, and the others applauded. The ladies and wives were envious, and Lord Dol Amros laughed.

Fendolas lowered her head shyly, but the smile on her face could not be stopped.

"..." I feel a little stressed.

"Come with me to the garden, Amastacia." Fendolas held Amastacia's hand and begged.

"Everything is up to you today." Amastacia nodded, and glanced at me as if there was nothing, "Does Your Highness Denethor come together?"

"Why did you call him?" Fendolas asked in a low voice, but I heard it.

"The princess has as many knights as possible." Amastacia said, "I wonder if His Highness Denethor would condescend to accompany Fendorasi for a day?"

"This, what's the point of this?" Fendolasi's face turned red, she took a serious look at me for the first time, and then her ears also turned red.

"My honor." My heart moved, and I immediately agreed.

Although I hate that woman, Amastacia, and I'm surprised that she would create opportunities for me, but it's a fool's job to pretend to be arrogant at this time.

At the beginning, I was really worried that Amastasha had set some kind of trap for me, no matter how I think about it, she is not such a nice person...

Then she and Fendolasi walked in front, telling all kinds of novel and interesting knowledge and witticisms along the way, which amused Fendolasi, and I followed behind them, completely ignored.

At this time, I felt that she might have deliberately come to humiliate me after seeing through my thoughts...

Just when I was thinking about what to say to break this awkward situation, the blond elf suddenly appeared in front of us.

"Master Amastacia." He smiled. "The dance has already begun. May I have the honor to invite you to dance with me?"

"..." I looked at them with a strange expression. Even Gondor has few elves. I remember this person very clearly. He is clearly the one who often follows Amastacia. It's a relationship between superiors and subordinates, but people who don't know about it usually think they are a couple. What kind of medicine did they take today?

"Ah? This..." Amastacia was taken aback, then couldn't help showing a shy smile, but frowned in confusion, hesitated for a long time, and then refused firmly, "No, I'm sorry, let's forget it, I want to accompany His Royal Highness Fendolas."

"..." For this series of wonderful performances, I can only sigh to myself.

Fendoras didn't know the true relationship between the two, she looked at the elves, then at Amastasha, and suddenly realized: "It's okay, Amastacia, you can go if you want."

"But today I promised to accompany you for a day." Amastasha said hesitantly, and then glanced at the elf shyly.

I got goosebumps all over my body.

"Oh, we two can't see each other when we want to meet!" Fendolasi was in a hurry, "It's rare that you like Amastasha—I mean, it's rare that an elf invites you to dance. You must seize the opportunity."

Amastacia was moved: "Fendoras..."

"It's okay, let's go, I don't have His Highness Denethor with me here."

Amastacia smiled apologetically, "I'll make up your birthday present later."

She looked at the elf, who smiled and held out his hand to her.

After Amastacia and the elves left, only Fendolas and I were left in the garden.

At this time, I felt that Amastacia had at least some good eyesight, which was better than her younger brother Solongil.

I chatted with Fendolas. She was a little shy at first, but as I expected, we hit it off very well. After a while, she became more open with me.

"Denethor...can I just call you by your first name?"

"Of course, Fendolas." I replied immediately.

"I... have something to ask you, you must know."

Ah, she was really overwhelmed by my erudition and knowledge. I was very proud of it, but I still said modestly: "It's not necessarily true, but you might as well talk about it. If I can explain it to you, I will know everything."

"You must know." Fendoras repeated, "After all, you and Amastacia both live in Minas Tiris, that, can you tell me about Amastacia..."

"..."

I decided, and it turns out that Amastacia is the person I hate the most in this world.