The early summer breeze rolled up the skirts of the forest, and the gleaming spears and axes shone in the sun. This army from the north stopped in front of Rivendell at this moment.
"Are you here?" Roland said in surprise. He didn't expect that he would come back here again after a winter, but this time his status was much nobler than before. After all, Roland was like a mercenary captain at that time, but now he is a hand.
The king of the city-state with a large army!
"What do you want?" An elf cavalry led a group of cavalry to Roland and others.
Roland took a closer look, what a guy! Isn't this Lind? The elf attendant who was captured by him back then.
"It's you! Why did you come back? Wasn't the Lonely Mountain recovered? Why did you come back?" Linde pulled out an elf scimitar with some excitement and stared at Roland cautiously.
"Well, it seems you can't control where I go...and I'm a guest this time! I come with goodwill and gifts!" Roland nodded and ignored Lind's nervousness.
"We want to see King Ellon and let the troops come in for a rest!" Roland pointed to the troops behind him.
Linde couldn't help but swallowed when he looked at the huge crowd of coalition forces. How did this human being have the courage to say that he wanted to stay overnight? Who could allow a thousand-man heavily armed force to enter the city casually?
"I'm sorry that King Ailon isn't here, please come back!" Thinking of this, Linde immediately declined, his eyes filled with resistance.
"Hey?" Roland clearly saw Elrond's royal flag flying in the city. After all, the direction of the royal flag in Middle-earth moved with the king. After all, they had never been beaten by a man named Sun Tzu.
"Wait!" Kaslo shook his head and stopped Roland.
"Omsk!" Kaslo raised his head and winked at Ormsk, who immediately gave a hidden smile.
"Boom!" Powerful battle energy flames spurted out, and the image of a knight riding a tall horse, wearing heavy armor and holding a lance, rose behind Ormsk. Terrifying battle energy flames circled around the coat of arms.
The entire knight's coat of arms seems particularly oppressive.
"The symbol of the sixth level, the professional coat of arms is exposed!" Kasluo whispered to Roland with a smile.
"It's hard for Elrond to think about it now. After all, he can't ignore a sixth-level person who shows his identity on his territory and doesn't hide his aura. Isn't this method of visiting very convenient and fast?" Kaslow laughed.
Very obscene.
"You're here for a visit!" Roland nodded numbly. Is this the attitude you should have when you come to visit someone? It's hard to say whether Sauron was as strong as you when he declared war on the Middle-earth forces!
"Your Highness, are we sure we are here to recover Moria, not to attack Rivendell?" Balin's eyes were full of doubts. Could it be that Roland had some ideas about the elves and wanted to take over this place? Could it be that he was here to drag himself into trouble?
The dwarves could not afford another racial war with the elves. At this moment, many images flashed through Balin's mind.
"Don't worry..." Roland could only say to Balin bravely. He didn't know what Elrond thought.
"What...you...are...going to...do?" Linde was horrified. Isn't this guy really going to attack with force instead of outsmarting him?
"Pa!" A gentle palm fell on Linde's shoulder, and a reassuring energy flowed from the palm through Linde's body. Linde knew who the owner of this hand was without looking back.
"Why are you here? I have seen you, that child with the strange flag." Elrond's steady and long voice sounded.
"What is he talking about? Is he scolding me? Should we scold me back?" Roland asked Kaslo quietly. After all, there was nothing wrong with him not understanding the ancient Elvish language.
"Hello, His Highness Elrond, the great lord of Rivendell, I would like to express my highest respect and blessings to you on behalf of my lord! This is our gift!" Ormsk answered while taking out Roland and their breakfast
Present the prepared gifts to Elrond.
"I accept your friendship! But why are you with the dwarves? Your army is already capable of causing changes. Can I know?" Elrond took the gift with both hands and continued to ask, feeling the box.
The power of the white gem and the sincere eyes of Roland and his group made them somewhat interested in their actions.
"Kesad-dûm!" Balin stood up impatiently.
"We want to take back our lost home! That is, the mines of Moria!" Balin's beard trembled, and he said firmly, his eyes full of perseverance.
"Oh!" Elrond was shocked. He really didn't expect the dwarves to make such a big move! It had only been a few days since they recovered the Lonely Mountain? Then they started their expedition to Moria! Elrond really wanted to ask Thorinna
Is the seat of the king under the mountain hot? Is it so swollen?
"Your Excellency, it is not the way to entertain guests if you let your friends stand outside chatting, right?" Kaslo's body was filled with dragon power and he pressed towards Elrond. All the surrounding mounts immediately moved away from Kaslo.
Beside, even the moon deer that Elrond was riding took a few steps back.
"We spent a lot of energy crossing the Misty Mountains. We hope to find a safe place to rest. We are willing to pay!" Roland interjected.
"I am rude. Come in. I will provide them with clean shelter and food." Elrond bowed and spread out one hand in invitation.
"Thank you very much, thank you for your generosity, which saved us from sleeping in the open air!" Bahrain said gratefully.
"By the way, it's still the same question as before. Can you help me clarify my doubts?" Elrond asked curiously. Logically speaking, the dwarves shouldn't be so troubled when they have a home, right? Look at what's going on in the north? The Fifth Army
The battle turned the entire north into chaos. Fortunately, there was a barrier from the Misty Mountains, otherwise Elrond felt that these dwarves would drag Rivendell into trouble.
"The Battle of the Lonely Mountain has severely damaged the strength of the northern Orcs. They should be unable to take care of Moria for the time being. We want to take back our homeland!" Balin said naturally. He also wondered if he could trick Elrond into sending troops to help!
"Oh God! Are you crazy? How do you plan to deal with the evil hidden deep in Moria? It may be difficult to rely on a hero and a dragonrider general!" Elrond frowned.
"What if we have two dragons?" Roland smiled and pulled out the Smurf from his arms. The little guy had just woken up from his sleep. He was a little angry when he got up and started scratching at Roland crazily.
"Oh! Gods! Elven dragons? How did you find her?" Elrond said in surprise.
"I have a heartfelt request..." Elrond was about to speak.
"I'm sorry, King Ellon, I can't promise you. This dragon is not a commodity, but our family!" Roland refused decisively while holding the Smurf. Although the dragon clamored to kill Roland all day long, we have been together for a long time.
They all found that this little guy was actually just a tough talker. In the end, Yun Feng released the seal and asked him to follow Roland to protect his king. After all, Roland sometimes likes to seek death.