Two Hundred and Seventieth Chapters Rivendell (4)

"Hello! Are you the kind of bearded dwarves who are especially good at blacksmithing and smelting metal?!"

During the two days I stayed in Rivendell recently, after careful research and discussion, Anne and Tibbers quickly and roughly formulated a plan called "Twilight of the Gods" to subvert the world of the Lord of the Rings and give it The native gods here are looking for troublesome little schemes!

However, after thinking about it again, they found that everything about this plan is very good, and it seems that the feasibility of implementing it is quite high? However, in the situation where magic cannot be used at will, Annie found that the only shortcoming is: she urgently needs some experts who are especially good at smelting metals and have special research on building machinery!

She had considered cultivating some human blacksmiths, but after asking some elves, she found that the current human iron smelting technology is very primitive, and it only stays in the era of small workshop production and making agricultural tools, cold weapons and armor. Can't meet her basic requirements!

As for the elves, let alone, she could see that those elves were too lazy to die! Although the skills are not bad, their scale is too small, and the number of craftsmen is even more pitiful. Sometimes, they spend several times the time on carving those useless patterns to make a sword? This emphasis on efficiency is absolutely intolerable to Anne!

So, when she was wondering what to do, she discovered that a group of dwarves had come to Rivendell? So, after hearing that dwarves are good at mining and iron smelting, she hurriedly joined in for the first time.

"Huh? There is actually a little human girl here in Rivendell?"

They had just arrived in Rivendell, and just when the elves who made them very uncomfortable led them to sit down and rest in a hall, suddenly, Groin, the son of Groin, who had once expeditioned with Thorin Oak Shield to the lonely Shan, the old dwarf who beat the dragon, saw a little human girl rushing in from the door?

"Yes, we should be the kind of bearded dwarves who are good at mining and smelting metals! In fact, all of our dwarves are good at mining and smelting metals!"

Thinking that this little girl was a child of a human noble family who also came to Rivendell, Groin stroked his beard and laughed without hesitation.

"Is it like this? So, do you accept employment? I need some dwarves to work for me, and I can pay you!"

Since these dwarves were indeed the kind of coolies she needed, Annie spoke impatiently. If she hadn't promised not to use magic casually, a contract would have been signed long ago, so why is it so troublesome?

"Er...why not? If you can afford to pay..."

After looking at several of his companions and his son Jinli,

Groin said half-jokingly.

He didn't think that this little human girl could afford to hire these dwarves. After all, they had conquered the Lonely Mountain with Thorin decades ago, and after killing Smaug, they had obtained endless gold and wealth. Their tribe of the Turin Dwarves of the Lonely Mountain and the Iron Hills lived well and were not very short of money.

"Great! I need at least two hundred dwarf craftsmen to work for me. If you can find me, these magic gems with magic power will be yours!"

Without hesitation, Annie directly took out a large pocket of high-energy crystals from her seemingly narrow pocket, and then generously pushed it in front of the dwarf leader.

"How on earth did you conjure this pocket? You are... a wizard?!"

"Although it's a bit offensive, I still want to make one point: Actually, we Turin dwarves are not very short of money..."

Frowning, and after looking up and down at the pretty little girl standing in front of him for a while, Ge Luoyin opened the pocket with a little curiosity, and then he tightened it instantly at a faster speed. pocket, and held it tightly in his arms.

This action caused Jin Li, the son next to him, to grumble in dissatisfaction and glared at his old father. He hadn't had time to see clearly what was inside just now!

"The team we came to Rivendell this time has a total of about 300 guards, and they are all skilled craftsmen! Excuse me, how long do you need us to do for you?"

Groyin, who originally only planned to come to Rivendell for a meeting and then go back, suddenly felt that it would be a good choice if he could earn some extra money by the way? Anyway, idleness is idleness, and there is nothing to do when you go back to Gushan, right?

"Well... I want you to help me do this for so long!"

After thinking about it for a while, little Annie, who didn't know much about the prices, stretched out two white and tender fingers after discussing with the little bear. She thought that it would be about the same in two months, right?

"Two years? Deal!!!"

"..."

"Strangers from afar, or old friends, welcome to Imlatri..."

In front of a very old elf building in Rivendell, beside a brook, also under the shade of a great oak tree, here the great back-wood that the Noldor had placed in a circle round the trunk Chair. The emissaries of the humans from Gondor, the dwarves from the Lonely Mountain, the Silvan wood elves from the Mirkwood, and the Lothlorin elves from the Golden Forest all sat in their respective seats in groups and surrounded each other. formed a wide circle, and began to hear the speech of King Elrond of the Noldor, the host of the meeting.

Of course, here, in addition to the envoys of the major forces mentioned above, there are also the gray robe wizard Gandalf and his friend Aragorn, the ring bearer Hobbit Frodo and a certain East Guru. Xi Pan, obviously absent-minded, seems to be a little impatient human girl?

"Today, you are called here together to deal with the threat of Mordor."

"Believe me, Middle-earth has reached its most critical moment! If you continue to do nothing, by then, no race will be able to survive this catastrophe!"

"There are only two choices left for you now: either, unite! Or, perish..."

King Elrond just stood in front of the main seat next to the trunk of the oak tree, staring at the representatives of various ethnic groups who had their own thoughts. He tried his best to speak in a dignified tone, while being able to attract the attention of these people.

"We don't have much time. Until now, Sauron's magic eye is still watching here! Soon, all races in Middle-earth will not be able to escape this fate and this disaster!"

Seeing that the dwarves in the seats were a little absent-minded, while the human messenger seemed to have another purpose, King Elrond could only sigh secretly.

Now, just from the attitudes of the representatives of all parties, he can almost see that: under the threat of Sauron and his evil forces, the Turin dwarves obviously have an attitude of nothing to do with themselves ! And Gondor, the human kingdom that bears the brunt, seems to come here with ulterior motives?

As for the two elven forces, then you can't ask for too much...

After all, their two tribes have already begun to organize their people to respond to the call of the gods, go to the coast of Gray Harbor, prepare to cross the sea westward, and sail to Aman Island by boat along the straight channel, right? At that time, how many elves are still willing to stay in the midway world?

"Now, bring the ring here, Frodo..."

Since the representatives of all ethnic groups seem to be a little absent-minded now, King Elrond didn't bother to say more, so he just got to the point directly.

If it is the Supreme Lord of the Rings, these people who come here must be interested, right?

So King Elrond looked at the hobbits, and at the same time stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to a small stone platform surrounded by them all, indicating that Frodo may now give up the One Ring for the time being. Set it here.

"..."

Seeing that King Elrond wanted to hand over the ring, Frodo didn't hesitate, and took two steps forward.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, he walked to the front of the small stone table, and took out from his pocket the golden ring that countless people dreamed of. It is said to have endless magic power and represent rights. And gently put it flat on the middle of the table top of the stone table.

"this……"

After seeing clearly the small golden ring on the stone table, the representatives of all ethnic groups became restless.

"The legend turned out to be true...?"

At this time, the representative of Gondor, Boromir, the eldest son of the current regent of Gondor, De Naith II, his eyes suddenly lit up after seeing the Supreme Lord of the Rings, and he kept stroking his beard Chin, I don't know what kind of tricks I'm playing again.

At this time, Frodo the Hobbit, who put down the ring and returned to his seat, heaved a sigh of relief as if he had relieved a heavy burden.

He thought that after handing over the ring, he would soon be able to get rid of all this, and then happily return to Shire with his partner Sam?

However, what he didn't know was that this Supreme Lord of the Rings had just been placed on the stone round table, and it had already had some very bad effects on the representatives of various races present.

"In my dream, I saw the eastern sky dimming..."

At this time, Boromir, the human representative of the Kingdom of Gondor, was the first to stand up.

"But in the West, there is still a gleam..."

"A voice kept shouting to me: Your destruction is near! The Isildurbane has been found..."

While speaking, Boromir slowly moved forward, approaching the round stone table, and then slowly stretched out his trembling hand, as if he wanted to pick up the Supreme Demon on the table. Quit? !

"Boromir!"

When Boromir was about to touch the Lord of the Rings, King Elrond just wanted to stop it, but how could he expect that the gray-robed wizard Gandalf, who was sitting beside him and guarded closely, would take the lead?

A piece of obscure fishing gear began to echo in everyone's ears, and Boromir, who was about to touch the Lord of the Rings, withdrew his hand instantly.

I don't know what kind of spells Gandalf, the old man Maier, has chanted, or is he planning to give the representatives of the various tribes here a blow?

Therefore, while he kept chanting the incantation loudly, it actually made the entire Rivendell sky darken instantly, and at the same time, the tremor made everyone feel the sky spinning, forcing them to immediately Boromir, who was about to touch the Lord of the Rings, had to step back step by step, and slumped back to his original seat.

"..."

"Cut! Didn't you say that you are not allowed to use powerful magic casually? What is it if it is not a large-scale magic?!"

Compared with the dizzy and painful look that other people were showing, Anne on the side seemed much more natural.

Now she just glanced at the bad old man in front of her with disdain, and at the same time muttered something in a low voice.

Thanks to him before, he kept saying that he was not allowed to use too powerful magic in front of mortals, so he just used it now? Can this kind of large-scale biological deterrent technique that can affect the climate and senses still be classified as ordinary low-power magic?

This is obviously discriminatory treatment! When she was on Earth, what did Annie say about the sentence she accidentally saw? correct! It seems that only officials are allowed to light lamps, and civilians are not allowed to set fires?

It seems...probably...that's what it is anyway?

snort! Just wait and see, when the time comes, if the middle-earth world of their gods is not messed up, she will definitely not leave here easily!

"Never dared to speak such a wicked spell in Imlatri (Rivendell)! Gandalf..."

King Elrond recognized it immediately. The spell that Gandalf uttered just now was the inscription on the Supreme Lord of the Rings, and at the same time drove the magic power of the Lord of the Rings itself, which caused such a big vision of heaven and earth.

So, when everything was back to normal, the elf king Elrond stared at Gandalf who was seated again with a bad face and reprimanded him.

"I know what I have done, and I do not beg your forgiveness, King Elrond..."

"Because, the dark spell from Mordor may not be long before it will resound throughout the western world of Middle-earth! Therefore, I am just reminding you that this Supreme Lord of the Rings is an evil existence. We We must discuss how to deal with it!"

Gandalf stood up again, and while explaining slowly, he looked around the representatives of all races sharply and warned again. He didn't want to see the rash again like the rash Boromir just now, who just wanted to step forward and touch the Lord of the Rings casually.

"No... it's a gift, it's a gift against Mordor!"

Just when Gandalf finished speaking and was about to go back to his seat, Boromir from Gondor stood up hurriedly again and pointed to the Lord of the Rings.

"Why don't we try to make good use of this ring? All along, my father, the Regent of the Kingdom of Gondor, dedicated himself to resisting the forces of Mordor east of the Anduin..."

"It is precisely because we the people of Gondor are fighting bloody non-stop that you can be saved!"

Looking at the Noldor elves, golden forest elves, and dwarves present in the west of Middle-earth, Boromir's tone became unfriendly, and he spoke a little harshly.

"Now, I suggest, take the weapon against Mordor, give us this ring to Gondor, and let us use it to fight against our common enemy!"

For a long time, only the Kingdom of Gondor and the army of Gondor fought against the army of half-orcs in Mordor on the front line, and only the people of Gondor were sacrificed!

They Gondor fought against the remnants of Mordor for countless years, even, more than a thousand years ago, they even lost Minas Ithil, the former capital of their kingdom, in Morgul Valley!

Until now, in the recent period of time, Mordor's offensive has become stronger and stronger. As a senior general of Gondor, Boromir himself has known for a long time that if the power of a country of Gondor alone continues like this , definitely won't be able to resist for long...

So, now here in Rivendell, when he sees the legendary Supreme Lord of the Rings with great magic power and power, and then thinks of Boromir's various legends and records, he is very eager to get this ring. Ring, and want to use this to change Gondor's current increasingly declining military situation.

This, at the same time, is also what his father, Prime Minister Denethor II of Gondor expected, and it is also the reason why Boromir temporarily left the front line of Osgiliath this time, and came here in person to act as an envoy !

"I'm sorry, you can't control it, and none of us here can! The Supreme Lord of the Rings, it only obeys the orders of the Demon Lord Sauron, and it has no other master!"

At this time, Aragorn, who had been sitting silently as the audience and didn't talk much, finally couldn't help but speak.

"Oh? How ridiculous! You... a mere ranger? How much do you know?!"

Hearing that someone behind him dared to refute his words, Boromir immediately turned around.

When he found out that it was the strange human man he saw at the place where Nasir's holy sword fragments were placed the night before, he couldn't help but become furious.

What is his identity as Boromir? He is not only the eldest son of the regent of Gondor, but also the frontline general of Gondor. He has been fighting with the Mordor army on the front lines on both sides of the Anduin River all year round. He is also the ambassador of the Kingdom of Gondor to Rivendell to host the meeting this time!

And what is the identity of the man in front of him? How dare you dare to refute yourself first when all other qualified emissaries of forces have not spoken? !

"Well, I actually wanted to say it a long time ago!"

"I don't have much opinion on the representatives or envoys of other forces who are qualified to sit here for a meeting! Even, I still don't have much opinion on the hobbit who brought us the Lord of the Rings! But, this man, who is he? Why is he also qualified to sit here and listen to us discussing important matters related to the survival of Middle-earth?"

"Also! This little girl over here! Who is she? If I'm not mistaken, she is a little human girl, right? Why can she sit here? Could it be that she is a princess of a certain country? !"

After staring unkindly at Aragorn who refuted him aloud for a while, Boromir turned his head and looked at the other side, the one sitting beside Gandalf, still looking around, holding a plush toy A little human girl who is not willing to rest for a moment!

From Boromir's point of view, this little girl is at most about eight years old, right?

Therefore, he didn't understand why such a little girl was allowed to attend such an important meeting as grand as it is now? In the west of Middle-earth, Boromir doesn't remember, what other kingdoms or forces are eligible to attend this meeting? Not to mention sending a little girl to participate! Could it be that all the men in their country are dead? !

"What business do I have to do with you here?!"

Originally, in extreme boredom, Anne was looking up at a big red and green bird dozing in its nest on the branch of this big oak tree. It grabs and plucks and then roasts and eats? Or steamed?

But where did she think that she was doing well and didn't provoke anyone, so why would this bearded man come to question herself? She didn't want to come in the first place, did he think it was rare for him to attend this stupid meeting?

Therefore, Annie, who refused to suffer, immediately glared back viciously!

If it weren't for the big elf leader King Elrond sitting at the top and the bearded old thief Gandalf next to her insisting on coming by herself, she wouldn't want to participate in this Lord of the Rings meeting. Just now, she was almost bored to death up! If you have time to listen to these weird uncles here, why not fly to the tree and catch the big bird that looks delicious!

The left and right are just a tattered ring, so what's so rare?

If she is allowed to handle it by herself, she can casually throw it into her space bag, and I guarantee that the archlich named Sauron will not be able to find it for the rest of her life! Or, simply burn it with flames?

No matter how bad it is, she can also open a long-distance portal, drive directly to the top of the mountain pass of the Doomsday Volcano, and then easily throw this junk down?

Of course, although little Annie had her own ways to deal with it, she just didn't say it, and pissed them off alive! Let them go by themselves!

"Ahem... I forgot to introduce you..."

Hearing Boromir's questioning, Gandalf, who was sitting on the side, stretched out his hand and quickly appeased the human uncle who was about to give a good-looking Anne to the opposite human uncle, before he quickly introduced to the other messengers and said:

"This is Your Excellency Annie Hasta. As you can see, she is indeed a human being."

"But... she is also a witch stronger than me! So, Boromir, I don't think it is a wise choice for you to offend such an existence at will..."

Gandalf's meaning is already obvious, and he should admit his mistake and apologize as soon as possible, otherwise, if the little girl gets mad after being provoked, even he may not be able to stop her.

"..."

Well, such an unremarkable little girl turned out to be a more powerful wizard than this old man? ! If that's the case, then he really can't afford to offend.

"What about him? Who is he?!"

However, it is absolutely impossible for him to apologize to a little girl like General Boromir! Therefore, he had no choice but to turn his head around in embarrassment, and looked again at the ranger who dared to refute his words just now.

He really couldn't afford to provoke a little wizard girl, but he could always bully this lonely little ranger, right? Anyway, the kingdom of Arno in the north has long been disbanded, and the rest are all leaderless rangers fighting on their own, and it will never become a big climate!

"He is Aragorn, the son of Arathorn II and Gilleen, and the thirty-ninth grandson of Isildur! Do you think he is qualified to sit here?"

"And, if I remember correctly, you should now need to swear allegiance to him..."

At this time, a handsome elf who had been sitting quietly and had a good relationship with Aragorn finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood up abruptly and said loudly.

During the years of traveling in Aragorn, he, the elf prince of Silvan, has formed a deep friendship with Aragorn! Now, seeing his friends being made things difficult, he must help.

In fact, the longevity species of these various races here are more or less acquainted with Aragorn, and the friendship between them is not bad, and they also know a little about Aragorn's true identity.

Even, in the early years, Aragorn also hid his real name and served as a general under the command of the regent of Gondor, Exilion II. He not only made great achievements for Gondor, but also made Exilion Leon loves this mysterious officer even more than his own son Denethor!

It's a pity that the lifespan of ordinary humans is too short. After two generations, this Boromir doesn't recognize him now. Therefore, it is not completely unreasonable for the future Aragorn to be able to ascend the throne of Gondor smoothly!

Look, except for those quick-dead humans in the Kingdom of Gondor who have forgotten him, the heads of other races, don't they have a lot to do with him? With such a wide network of contacts, let alone inheriting a kingdom legally, even if they directly usurped the throne, these bigwigs present would turn a blind eye, right?

"..."

"Aragorn...? This is the descendant of Isildur?!"

If the little witch who was said to be very powerful just now was a person who did not dare to offend easily and could make herself feel scared, then the ranger now is an existence that can shock Boromir.

Their Kingdom of Gondor has not had a king for nearly a thousand years, and has always been governed by a prime minister.

And now, just ran out of a wild man that he didn't know, and wanted to pretend to be the royal family of Gondor and the descendants of Elendil? What a joke! ?

So, what Boromir said just now was very scheming, because he only pointed out that the other party was a descendant of Isildur, and didn't say anything else!

This is because, after the death of the king of Gondor in 1944 in the third era, when Gondor was facing a succession crisis, the prime minister of Gondor decided and pointed out two very important precedents, which would affect the choice of the king of Gondor in the future. The law, that is: First, the heir of Isildur must not become the king of Gondor! Second, only the oldest, or remnant male direct descendants of the Anarion line can claim the throne!

Therefore, a very interesting phenomenon appeared here: Elendil was the son of Amendil, Prince Andunai of the Númenor Empire. The founding king of the Kingdom of Fangarno and the Kingdom of Gondor in the south of the Midway Continent!

In this way, a strange thing appeared: after Elendil's death, Isildur officially transferred the inheritance of Gondor to his younger brother Anarion, but he himself chose to go north to the Kingdom of Arno.

Therefore, in jurisprudence, all the direct or collateral descendants of Isildur must not have the right to inherit the throne of Gondor! However, if the descendants of Isildur claim to be the direct descendants of Elendil, then, in terms of law, they must have the absolute right to inherit both the Kingdom of Arnor and the Kingdom of Gondor!

To put it simply, it is: the descendants of Isildur cannot inherit the Kingdom of Gondor! But the descendants of Elendil can! Even if they are actually the same person!

To put it more bluntly, it is: Father's son, Uncle A, cannot inherit Uncle Jue Si's family property, but Grandpa's grandson, Uncle A, he can! How about it? Isn't this a fucking logic?

And now, this Aragorn is the thirty-ninth generation grandson of Isildur. If he dares to use this name to intend to inherit the Kingdom of Gondor, he, Boromir, can confidently draw out his long sword and fight the other party. Even if the opponent is directly killed, no one will dare to gossip!

Because, the thirty-nine generations of descendants of Isildur have no right to claim to be the king of Gondor!

However, if the Aragorn in front of him is in the name of the 40th generation grandson of Elendil, he asks the prime minister of the Kingdom of Gondor to return the throne of the kingdom to him, and if Boromir does not want to rebel, it will be the top of an unjust In the name of loyalty and unrighteousness, then he can only do it honestly!

"..."

"Gondor has no king! Gondor needs no king now!"

Glancing at the representative of the Silvan elves behind him, and then turning his head to stare at the so-called son of Arathorn who was sitting in a slightly awkward position, Boromir snorted coldly and turned his head straight to his own seat. Walked, and at the same time spoke in a gloomy tone.

Now, he didn't want to argue about the Lord of the Rings anymore.

He just sat slumped in his seat, panting heavily, and staring at the so-called legal king of the Kingdom of Gondor from time to time with vicious eyes.

He, Boromir, would never admit to this so-called son of Arathorn who did not contribute anything to Gondor but wanted to jump out to pick peaches at this time!

(PS: I personally think that Boromir buried the cause of death because of this sentence of not recognizing Aragorn! How could the old thief Gandalf, who has lived for thousands of years, tolerate him as a stumbling block? Otherwise, why Everyone in the Fellowship of the Ring is fine, and a few hobbits who are useless are doing well, but let the eldest son of the Prime Minister of Gondor, who opposed Aragorn's succession to the throne, die right away?!)

"Aragorn is right, this Supreme Lord of the Rings, none of us can use it!"

Seeing that the two hadn't clashed again, Gandalf forced a smile, and then quickly concluded that he didn't want the two parties to get entangled in the matter of Aragorn's identity! At least, not at this time.

"So, we now have only one choice left, and that is: try to destroy this evil Lord of the Rings!"

After seeing that everyone finally quieted down, the host of the meeting, King Elrond finally stood up again and said.

Now, external evil forces have begun to gather and look at them, and there are traces of Isengard's orcs, so Elrond must not let the Supreme Lord of the Rings stay here in Rivendell anymore! Today, they must make a reasonable choice and come up with a plan for this!

After the Elf King Elrond's speech ended, the representatives of the various races began to look at each other in dismay.

Obviously, they don't have any opinions on destroying the Lord of the Rings for the time being, and they dare not have any opinions! Anyway, the Lord of the Rings must not be taken away by any family here. If it is simply destroyed, no one can get it. This is also a good way!

However, how to destroy it, this is a big problem...

"Then what are we waiting for?!"

Suddenly, a simple, honest and reckless voice roared.

Then, before everyone could react, a bearded dwarf picked up the big ax hidden behind his seat, went up to the Supreme Lord of the Rings on the stone table, and slashed Huashan violently. hit!

The next moment, after a loud collision sound, something that shocked the dwarves happened: under the huge force, their sharp ax actually shattered into a pile of fragments? And that ring was lying on the stone table unscathed, without even a notch?

"You cannot destroy the One Ring, Gimli, son of Gloin!"

"Actually, none of us here can do this... The Lord of the Rings is forged from the flames of Mount Doom, so only in the flames of Mount Doom can we successfully destroy it..."

After staring at the ring and the broken ax fragments on the stone table, King Elrond spoke word by word.

"Cut~!"

Little Annie on the other side, after glancing at the dwarf on the ground who was still in a daze, curled her lips angrily. The other party's slap just now scared the big bird on the tree that she had been staring at for a long time. gone……

As for what Elrond Elrond said, Anne didn't quite agree with it.

In her opinion, destroying the Lord of the Rings is too easy! Her flame magic technique is the strongest. Isn't burning and melting a magic ring the same as playing? Where do I need to go to the Doomsday Volcano? But, seeing them anxious but helpless, while secretly disdainful, she just didn't say anything!

"The Ring must go deep into Mordor, and then throw it into the fiery abyss that forged it."

"So, one of you must do this!"

There is a plan, but now who will implement it is a big problem! After all, this is a mission that is close to death, or even ten deaths?

Therefore, after Elf King Ailon's words ended, the representatives of all parties became quiet in an instant. No one dared to speak out about this obviously life-threatening matter, and they didn't want to be the one who stood out. stupid!

"Hmph! Don't think about it! Entering Mordor is not an easy task!"

"Where is that dark gate, there are not only powerful evil guards, but also half-orcs and demons patrolling day and night! Sauron's evil eyes are constantly watching..."

"Besides, in Mordor, there is still a barren and barren wasteland, full of flames, dust and ash, and the air you breathe is full of poisonous smoke... You don't even have a place to hide your enemies or hide to rest..."

"So, even if you give me 10,000 troops, I won't be able to get in! Then let alone sneaking in alone..."

Boromir, who has been fighting with Mordor all year round, sneered and said everything he knew at the first time. Their Gondor scouts have been inquiring about the situation in Mordor all these years! Of course, more people were discovered and died tragically by the enemy!

"Didn't you hear what King Elrond said? The Ring must be destroyed!"

The elven prince Legolas saw that the human being was demoralizing again, so he stood up again and refuted loudly.

"Then you mean: it's up to you to do it?!"

Seeing the elf whom he disliked the most stood up, Gimli, who just failed to cut off the Lord of the Rings, asked loudly in displeasure.

"What if we fail? What should we do if Sauron gets the ring?!"

Boromir stood up again and joined the loud row.

"Even if I die, I will not give up the Lord of the Rings to any elf!"

Louder than his voice, the bearded dwarf Gimli was of course unwilling to be outdone, so he also jumped off the chair at the same time, raised his head and quarreled with the tall elf.

have to! At this moment, the representatives of the human Gondor, several Silvan elves and the dwarves who were relatively peaceful also stood up one after another, and started a group quarrel with each other about the Lord of the Rings.

"Ha! Interesting, it's fun like this!"

Compared with the headaches of King Elrond, Gandalf, and Aragorn, little Annie, who has nothing to do with herself, is much more excited!

I don't know where she got a plate of elf snacks, and while eating, she stared at this group of adults with great interest. She was looking forward to the martial arts they performed next!

Anyway, isn't it often said on TV? When you can't easily persuade the opponent with words, is fist the best choice? At some point, the big fist is justified?

Things have developed to such a point that little Annie is ready to be a qualified audience. She very much hopes that today, here, she can see this group of people beaten to death?

"Never trust a treacherous elf!"

"You greedy dwarves are no better!"

"That's right, the greedy dwarves are obvious to all. They dared to hollow out the entire Wushan Mountain just to find a piece of gold!"

"You are talking nonsense! We dug Wushan for the Mithril Mine! There is not much gold in Wushan!"

"No! The ring should be given to us humans!"

"Damn it! I can't even give you shameless humans! Back then, if your human king hadn't given the ring for himself, it would have been destroyed by now!"

"..."

So, seeing the representatives of several parties who were getting louder and louder, and other people who did not join the battle group, they could only look at this group of high-level officials of various ethnic groups who were pushing and shouting, and were about to punch people with their fists.

Of course, there is an exception here for a little girl! Anne is the happiest when other people are arguing, distressed, or angry!

"Please be quiet! While you are making noise, Sauron's strength is increasing!"

"Shut up...it's pointless for you to do this..."

"No! Anyway, I absolutely don't trust any of you! The Lord of the Rings should be given to us!"

"That's right! The Lord of the Rings should be kept by us humans! It belonged to us humans before!"

"..."

"No one will escape, you will all be destroyed..."

"well……"

Right now, except for the hobbit, a certain unscrupulous little girl, and the Elf King Elrond who was suffering from a headache and was helplessly leaning on the chair with his forehead propped on one hand, everyone had been involved.

They were just arguing about who would be responsible for taking the ring to Mount Doomsday, but after arguing, it turned into who would keep and own the ring? !

...

"I do!"

Finally, when he saw that even Gandalf was dragged into the quarreling gang by these people, and King Elrond seemed unwilling to take care of it, Frodo the Hobbit, who had been watching the crowd at the venue, I couldn't bear it anymore.

Then, he stood up directly, walked to the side of the stone table, picked up the ring on the table, and said to the representatives of various ethnic groups who were still arguing loudly.

"I am willing to take this Supreme Lord of the Rings to Mordor, to the top of Mount Doom! However, I may not know the way..."