Three hundred and thirty-three, the etiquette collapses
At the repeated invitation of the attendants outside the door, Merandil and his wife came to a consensus - to act when the opportunity arises. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 infoIn the words of his wife, the Elf King has always been safe in handling things, and he has all the information in the world, so there must be a reason for finding him. Let him speak first after meeting, and you can't go wrong by following his words. As for the rest, how it was done and how it is still done.
So, when the Elven King was waiting a little impatiently, Merandil walked out of the council hall with the posture he had been using for the past six years, the posture of bowing his head and daring to look at the road.
Truth be told, the first meeting with another king in his own country, out of a diplomatic standpoint, the rightful king of Gondor at this time should appear perfectly as a master. But what did Merendil do? He walked hesitantly outside the door of the council hall with his head bowed, and stopped in front of the two open doors. When the king, dressed in pauper's attire, retreated to the gate and looked out, the Arnol officials felt a little embarrassed - a king who had no confidence in his own palace was at all afraid of his master, but was as frightened as a commoner who had strayed in, and was it not because of the strong suppression of the emperor?
"Take back the real power of Gondor at any time; Merandiel has been disrespectful to my mother, and the whole family will be punished", and the future emperor put a knife on the head of King Gondor that could fall at any time. It was with the existence of this sword that King Gondor gave in to the future emperor and his mother, and never dared to mention a single "no". Even when Hilana demanded that all of Gondor's wealth be turned over to Arnoor's treasury, and that Gondor be paid a pitiful amount of money each year, Merandil did so without complaint. But the existence of this knife also makes a king have undue fear. I was so frightened that I didn't look like a king in front of foreign guests.
The top official of Arnoll who was present shook his head silently, and half-squatted on the ground with the Gondor officials, urging Merandil with a voice chanting "Your Majesty". It wasn't until all the officials had snorted three times in a row that Merandil walked in very embarrassed.
Merandiel, you've done a good enough job!
Suppressing the smile in his heart, the elven king showed an incredible expression, pointed to Merandiel, who kept saying sorry to the officials, and said, "What kind of play are you singing in front of me?
This sentence alone made Merandil understand what the elven king meant—to continue to maintain the illusion of never contacting or even knowing each other at all. He laughed embarrassedly twice, and took two steps closer to the Elven King amid the officials' explanations, "This is really King Gondor."
"Your Majesty the King of the Woodlands, it is indeed Merandil below. On the orders of the future human emperor, he temporarily helped him protect Gondor, and he was also considered a temporary king of Gondor. ”
It was only after repeated statements from the officials of Gondor and Arnoel that Thranduil began to look Merandil up and down with unconvinced eyes.
"If you are really the King of Gondor, then you can take full responsibility for Gondor's affairs?" Turning a suspicious look on the other man's face, Thranduil patiently waited for an apprehensive Melandil to give an answer. But the answer to him was not Merandiel, who had been looking at the Arnol officials, but the highest official of Gondor.
"Of course, our Majesty can decide everything that happens to Gondor!" said this, and as he said this, the highest official of Gondor glared in the direction where the official of Arnoor stood.
Even the officials can't stand it? Well done! While admiring inwardly, Thranduil gave plenty of time for all those present to acquiesce to this fact. During this period, the Elven King's expression has maintained a very good appearance of anger. It wasn't until Merandiel nodded embarrassedly and told him that he could be responsible for Gondor's affairs and decide most of Gondor's affairs, that the Elven King stood up.
"Seven years! Seven years ago, Essidor promised all the leaders of the righteous faction that Gondor would crush the remnants of Mordor. Essidor is dead, doesn't that promise count?"
"Of course it counts. This is not Essidor's promise, it is the duty and right of the human race to conquer Mordor and take it over. "When it comes to the big things that involve the entire camp, Merandil doesn't hesitate at all.
"Then tell me, why has Mordor been what it has been and is still like in the past seven years?" Tapping the wooden handrail hard, the Elven King pointed at King Gondor unceremoniously and angrily reprimanded: "Because you have been delaying and allowing the remnants of evil to survive in Mordor, a dozen or so of my children will be frightened when they encounter Mordor." In the entire Middle-earth continent, whoever dares to harm the creatures of the woodlands will have to pay the price of blood! It is your duty to take over Mordor, and you must give me a letter. When will Mordor send troops to let those filthy creatures pay the debt owed to me in their blood?"
What does the Elven King mean by asking the human race to attack Mordor immediately for the sake of a dozen frightened children? Before anyone present could get rid of the Elven King's extreme love for the people, Thranduil urged again: "At most, I can tolerate the filthy creatures who frighten the children and hide in Mordor for another three months." So, you should send your troops to Mordor in three months!"
This elf king, although his love for the people makes people respect him, but he looks like a ruler wherever he goes, which is really not cute at all. I heard that every time I go to Rivendell, it is like going to my own territory, and I do all kinds of things to cross the Lord of Rivendell, so it's no wonder that Essidor mentioned that he had a headache when he was alive. The highest official of Arnoor glanced at the Elven King quietly, then lowered his head and pricked up his ears to listen to Merandiel's reply. It is true that Mordor should be a matter for Gondor, and all humans have no objection to this, but it is completely unrealistic to send troops now.
As Arnoel officials expected, Merandil obviously knew that humans would not have the strength to send troops to Mordo in a short period of time. He walked up to the Elven King and said sorry.
"I understand your desire to get justice for your people. But I'm sorry, Gondor, neither in terms of troops nor materials, can conquer Mordor in the short term......"
"Enough! I don't want to hear any more of these meaningless excuses. Interrupting Merandiel's words with a direct wave of his hand, the Elf King sat down with a cold snort, and said while shooting at all the people in the council hall, "I know you can't do it." It doesn't matter, you can't do it, I can do it. In three months, Mordor will be surrounded by the army I lead. Just give you advance notice that you can begin to prepare for the takeover of Mordor. I don't want Mordor to waste all my work in vain because there is no state to take over after this battle. ”