Five hundred and nine, the magic weapon of victory
"Of course, we have to take into account the thoughts of the other people involved. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Knowing that Nader was already tempted, Thranduil sighed secretly, and finally said a winning sentence in the midst of regret and guilt mixed with complicated emotions that he couldn't bear.
What Thranduil said was: "Is it not time to write back to Gushan and ask for the advice of your wife and mother?"
Nader's mother was the Dwarven Queen during the Battle of the Last Alliance. Although the queen Thranduil had never met, she knew something about her obsession with wealth. Whenever Nader wrote to ask, his mother would inevitably choose wealth. For a queen mother who is fanatical in the pursuit of wealth, glory is certainly not as important as touching the gold in her hand. This was the purpose of Thrandier's proposal to Nader, and the key to determining that the siege of Mordor had been wiped out.
What followed was very smooth. The subconscious idea of "at least the riches have been harvested" is revealed when Nader discusses the matter with officials and writes to ask for advice. Whether it was the officials around Nader or the dwarven king who could only rely on letters thousands of miles away, they all captured Nader's subconscious thoughts. Although Nader did not tell the reason why the siege was not recorded, he only mentioned it as "there is a hidden danger", and although the other two dwarven kings were also more willing to reap the glory than build a few more treasuries, they still made the choice of reaping the riches under the meaning of Nader's words and the lure of palpable gold. As an elder, the Iron Hill King also comforted Nader in a letter: There is no need to be sad and not to apologize. Iron Hills' reinforcements to the war were just an act of a dying old dwarf supporting his nephew. I am very pleased to be the king of the Iron Hills in exchange for the wealth that makes the Dwarves of the Iron Hills happy!
As for Nader's mother and wife, it was extremely rare to reach a consensus. When the two most important women in his life both claim that "only a fool would feel that empty glory is more important than real wealth", Nader has nothing more to say.
On the afternoon of replying to the Elven King, the King of the Lonely Mountain stood at the top of the palace and stared at Mordor for a long time. He understood that the dwarves had once again been defeated by the nature of the race, and that they had once again given up on reshaping their racial image under the temptation of wealth, and that they had lost the opportunity to honor their fathers with glory. While he was well aware that the decision made most of the dwarves happier, Nader was uneasy.
Why do you think so long? Nader, a dwarf who has a lifespan of only about two hundred years, does not agree with the elves' grand thinking, but he does not hold a grudge against the elven king.
Dwarves will be defeated by racial nature, and so will elves. The need to worry about the endless future is why Thranduil was defeated by his racial nature, so he has to wronged not only himself, but also the dwarves.
Tapping on the railing and sighing heavily, Nader, who was already relieved of the Elven King, turned around and walked back to his dormitory. As he left, the three elves who had been standing not far away and watched silently also got up on another terrace.
"It's rare to see a dwarven king like Nader. Serdan, who was the last to get up, gave a rare compliment, even though he knew that the person being praised would not hear it.
Yes, the dwarven king who can make concessions for the sake of other people can be counted with one palm. Such a noble dwarf has to grieve himself because he has a deep friendship with me, and even he has been affected by the elven mission to protect the world.
Thrandil, who was also disgruntled, did not say a word, did not even give a look to the wise man and the ship king, and got up to leave.
"Doesn't King Thranduil listen to the arrangements for the withdrawal of troops?" With these words, the Elven King's footsteps were successfully stopped, and Serdan said to the tall back standing by the door, "The Emperor will evacuate in three days. ā
"Three days is not enough for the encircling army to prepare for withdrawal. With an impolite back-to-back gesture, Thranduil said lazily, "At least ten days." ā
"The wise man and I will stay with the Emperor and leave the war zone with him. Knowing that Thranduil was quite angry with him, Serdan simply said directly: "With the wise man and me by the human emperor's side, you don't have to make too many preparations for withdrawing troops." Unless you suspect that the wise and I are not enough to escort the good human emperor. ā
Whether it is an escort or a constraint, the emperor of the people, accompanied by the king of ships and wise men, really can't bring troops to fight back against the encircling army or Gondor. Thranduil, who felt a lot more relaxed in an instant, turned around and said very suggestively: "With you two by the Human Emperor's side, what else do I have to worry about? Then trouble the two of you and escort the Human Emperor all the way to the Misty Mountains?"
Walk out of the northwest direction of the war zone, cross the Misty Mountain Range, and walk for about ten days to enter the Arnoor Realm. The Human Emperor was escorted to the Misty Mountains, and there would be at least twenty days to travel from the war zone, and even if the Ship King and the Wise Man parted ways with the Human Emperor, the latter would not be able to teleport to the encircled area with his army. Even if the 40,000 encircling army left here, Gondor only needed to take precautions to completely prevent the human emperor who was far away from the sky. Since you want to send this "god" away, it is better to help Gondor send it to the end.
Thranduil retracted his raised chin, bent down slightly, and said to the ship's king, who had not yet expressed his position: "In case of any more accidents in Gondor, please work hard." ā
Of course, Serdan knew what the Elven King was planning, but he didn't agree.
"The Wise Man will stay with him until the Emperor leaves Rivendell on the other side of the Misty Mountains. As for me, I can send the Emperor of Man to the vicinity of the forest. Motioning to Elrond to leave first, Serdan lowered his voice and said to Thrandil, "Then I will send Lutenas back to the woodlands." ā
Does that mean that Vernore will leave me with you in three days?
"It's an honor for the ship king to care for my advisor. But don't forget that she is a woodland elf, not a Linton citizen under your rule. Thrandier, who raised his chin, said coldly: "The time for her to leave the war zone is determined by her king, not you." I don't plan on her to leave with you in three days. ā
The smell of gunpowder in the Elven King's tone drew Elrond, who was slowly leaving, to look back. The lord who struggled to walk against the wall looked a little funny because the broken bones had not yet fully healed, but neither he nor the other two elves present had any intention of calling someone else to help him.
The topic of discussion is not suitable for humans to hear, or even for other elves to hear, this is the consensus of the three elves.
"Elrond, you go in first. Gardo is waiting for you at the door. It took a few minutes to see Elrond leave, and then Serdan changed his face and shouted to Thrandil, "The squire assigned to me by the Emperor of Man is looking for an excuse to approach Lutnath's dormitory, and to ask the Squire of Gondor about her. Did you really not notice it, or did you deliberately ignore it in order to satisfy the desire to stay with her, or did you no longer care about her safety and let her be discovered by the emperor?"