To the north of Beleriande is a mountain range called Éred en Éhorias, also known as the Surrounding Mountains.

The mountains in this mountain range are high and difficult to cross, and the outer sides are mostly steep cliffs, and normal paths are impassable.

However, the little-known hidden country of Gangdorin stands deep in this mountain range.

The Gondolin is built in a vast field in the middle of the surrounding mountain range, surrounded by mountains.

The city-state is as white as snow and as quiet as spring, and sits on the top of a low hill overlooking the windswept wheat fields.

Fountain squares, brick road gardens, courtyard towers...... All the buildings are clean and orderly, and the residents everywhere seem more relaxed than their outside counterparts.

At this time, on a white tower near the depths of the city, a tall young man in white was standing among them.

He was looking down at the city beneath the tower, when the arrival of a hummingbird interrupted his musings.

The hummingbird's wings stirred rapidly, and a green leaf was placed in the palm of the young man's hand with a beak in his mouth.

Looking down, there was a line of thin gold characters like mosquitoes and flies written on it, and after looking at it carefully, the young man couldn't help but soothe his eyebrows.

Then he sighed unnaturally.

"I hope you'll forgive me, Inglo, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

Muttering, he turned away from the tower.

The meaning of Inglo in the Noldor language is that of an outstanding Noldor.

This name is the maternal name of the blonde elf Finrod, and like the damn name of the Charles, Romien, it is usually only referred to by siblings or close friends.

So in fact, this white-clothed and black-haired young elf is officially the ruler of this city-state - Turgon.

Descending the stairs to the courtyard below, through a straight white corridor, Turgong finally reached an open-air courtyard.

Two slender elven women were sitting at the fountain stone platform in the center of the courtyard, one of them bowed his head and sewed clothes with needles and threads in his hands, his long black hair tied up on his chest, and he was wearing a white dress.

A young female elf with blonde hair and bare feet in a silver dress sat next to the black-haired woman, watching her movements intently.

"Itariel, you go down first, I want to talk to your aunt alone." As he entered the courtyard, Turgon spoke to the blonde elf.

The other party was stunned when he heard this, then nodded, and walked away from here gently, so that only a pair of brothers and sisters were left in the courtyard.

"Gwihill has news?" Seeing that his brother was about to speak and stopped, Arettir hurriedly asked after putting down the needle and thread in his hand.

In the mountains around Gondolin is a flock of Maia in the form of eagles, who are the servants of Manwë, the head of the Western Vera, and are called the Eagles of Manwën by the elves.

The Eagle of Manway helped the elves defend the high airlands of the Gondolin forest, and combined with the concealment and steepness of the surrounding mountains, this is what makes this hidden kingdom a name. Otherwise, even if the surface is difficult to detect, there is no way to stop the birds from looking down.

As Maia, the Manway Eagle race is naturally not comparable to ordinary eagles.

Arityl left Doriath because Turgong agreed to ask the Eagle King Thorondo to send his subordinates to help find her son, so she was willing to return.

Unbeknownst to her, however, the Eagle King's subordinates had already returned to the vicinity of Gondolin and brought back news of his son.

In fact, the news was even earlier than Finrod knew......

That's why Turgong apologized for it.

He had already learned the location of the nephew, and he had a plan, but he didn't expect his old friend to run around for it.

"Word from Inglo that he may have found Carnier and ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the elf in the white dress suddenly stood up, "Really!?" Where is Inglo? I'm going to find him! ”

Seeing her like this, Turgong couldn't help but sigh secretly.

was afraid that this impulsive sister would do something unexpected after hearing the news, so he hid the news.

Turgong didn't want to ask his sister to leave Gondolin again, and not just because he was afraid of revealing Gondolin's location.

The last time Arettir left once, he not only got married, but also gave birth to a baby. It's going to leave again, and who knows what's going to happen?

"It's just a matter of saying, it's not yet confirmed." He chose to lie, "Inglo told you to wait in peace, and if he can be sure, he will bring Carnier back." ”

"No, I can't wait, I'm going to go with him to Romien, I'm ......"

"You have to wait!" "Your husband has not been heard from so far, and if you go missing again, what good will it be if you find Carnior?" Do you want him to look for you again and again?! ”

Hearing this, Arettir opened her mouth to refute, but under the other party's majestic gaze, she opened her mouth and slowly wilted.

Seeing this, Turgon's tone relaxed: "Besides, Inglo's whereabouts are erratic, no one can determine his specific location, even if you look for him, you can't find him at all." ”

"That'...... Just waiting? ”

The female elf was worried, "What if he can't find it?" If you lose ......"

"No, Inglo has always been calm, and he can't talk about things he doesn't know what he's sure about." Turgon replied firmly, secretly but with a strange feeling.

Can't find it?

They are all founded in the east, how can they not be found?

When he first heard the news, he didn't believe it at all, after all, his nephew, whom he had never met, was not yet an adult.

It's just that as the news continues to gather from various channels, the ideas he should have had are constantly dismantled in the end.

Black-haired, dark-eyed, fatherless and motherless, his name was Carnier, and it was rumored that he was also named Romian......

If you simply echo one or two, it can be called a coincidence, but if all of them match, it is impossible to use coincidence to say that it has passed.

Over the years, Arettir has praised her son for his amazing talent, and how smart he is to know and love her as a mother. Usually Turgong only thinks too much about her, imagining it out of thin air.

However, it seems that this sister's words are quite modest......

After reassuring Arettir and telling her not to get too excited, Turgong left the courtyard.

As a result, I found that my daughter, who had just left, was listening to the foot of the wall outside, and couldn't help glaring at the other party.

The elven princess, who was called Ishel by the Sindar tribe, or Calebrindale, raised her hand embarrassedly and combed her long golden hair, and then changed the subject as if curious: "Why didn't my father hide it?" ”

Izal had long known that his cousin had been found, and she also knew that her father had not even dared to send an envoy to have much contact with Nando in order to conceal the news, for fear that an elf would come back and say something about it, which showed that she was cautious.

And now it's been told about it?

"I can't hide it." Turgon shook his head, "I can stop the spies from divulging the news, and I can stop the courtiers from discussing the matter, but I can't stop your uncle from running around." That guy is good at everything, he just doesn't like to do business, alas, ....... ”

"If you want me to say, father, you should not hide it. My aunt will definitely blame you if she finds out about this in the future. ”

"You know what?"

Glancing sideways at this daughter, who seemed to be very dignified, but was actually very jumpy, Turgong sighed and left.

Tired.