At the foot of the mountain, shrouded in black clouds, a hazy shadow at the edge of the cave in the rock wall suddenly began to ripple, and then a young elf appeared carrying a graceful woman. Vertex Says X 23 U OM

"You're such a monster."

A faint voice with a smile came from the background.

Looking up at the voice, the familiar and unfamiliar figure made Charles stunned.

With black hair and gray eyes, dressed in a black robe, he stood at the entrance of the cave with one hand behind his back, his face was ruddy, and his back was slightly rickety.

The other party tugged at the corners of his mouth when he saw him in a daze, as if he was laughing, but he couldn't help coughing in pain, so his originally handsome appearance was hazy for a while, and finally turned back into an old man with gray hair and a sloppy beard.

"You ......"

Charles frowned, subconsciously thinking that the other party was playing tricks on him, but the old man did not show any shame.

"After you have resorted to that scolding scheme, Morgoth's plot has failed, and we have been spared the pain of a day of torment. I was lucky enough to escape the orcs, but I couldn't escape Morgoth's search. ”

Trembling and propped his hands on the surface of the rock wall, he finally allowed himself to sit down against the exit of the cave, looking at the gloomy sky outside, the old man muttered weakly, ignoring the stunned expression behind him.

"As a last resort, I can only take the risk and use a special means to fake my death. Your grandparents have been with me for many years, and although they can't help me, they have been able to give me some insight into the soul. Besides, old Harry is a good man......"

"After becoming Old Harry, the darkness will never find me again. He may have thought I had been summoned by Western Vera, but how could that cold Mandus accept a soul full of selfishness and malice? And, how could I leave willingly? ”

As he spoke, he looked sideways at Charles and smiled.

"You may think I'm talking nonsense or deceiving you, but that's okay, I'm dying."

Charles didn't speak.

The memory of Eor did have a few ghost attendants, and from all the experiences of his previous life, it was not something he could not believe that he could take the body.

It's just that......

"The reason why you hide your identity is to save those slaves?"

Charles asked suddenly.

The vague prophecy pointed to the old man in front of him, and the words he had spoken to him were not false.

Although he can't distinguish his identity with his mind because he hasn't been in contact for a long time, the facts seem to be enough to prove the credibility of the other party's words.

It's just that it makes him a little annoyed. It feels like you're facing a wayward dragger.

However, after hearing this, the other party let out a sneer: "Do you really think I want to save them? “

Charles was stunned, but the other party's words did not stop.

"I don't know about it, but I know how far Morgoth can go, and if it weren't for Angban's accident, there wouldn't have been more than a handful of escapees from this operation."

As he spoke, he coughed violently again, and finally wiped the corners of his mouth with a sarcastic smile.

But as soon as they escaped, the reputation of Aeor's son Garnier, who was brave enough to infiltrate Angban and rescue his fellow victims, spread the word. That will be of great help to you and to your kingdom. And they ...... They are already struggling to survive, wouldn't it be a good relief to die? “

His words were vicious, and it was clear that Eor, who had an already eccentric temperament, had become more radical in some respects after his ordeal in Angban's prison.

Charles was stunned when he heard this, and then his tone softened slightly: "Even so, you can reveal your identity, and then we will discuss with each other, there is no need to deceive anything." ”

"If I choose to tell the truth, will you go according to my plan, or will you drag me away?"

This rhetorical question left Charles speechless.

Thinking about your own temperament, it seems that you have a better chance of choosing to retreat......

"I know you can do it, I knew it from the moment you appeared in front of me. You're a freak, even more freak than I'm Eol, but I'm glad you can protect yourself well. ”

As he spoke, a bitter look on his face. "Don't blame me for being mean, and don't blame me for being willful. I, that's all I can do, there's no way to help you, there's no way to ...... The human body is really fragile, even if you get me out, I don't have much time to live, this is my last chance, I have to seize it. ”

The charr was silent.

Placing the elf on his shoulder on the ground for a moment, he stepped forward, crouched down, and grasped Eor's hand that was propped up on the hard ground.

Withered and cold, this hand is like a tombstone standing in front of the grave, stiff and full of life.

His actions made the old man tremble, and then he suddenly burst out laughing.

"You know what...... I never thought I would give birth to a king's son...... Never thought ...... Many times I thought you would be a blacksmith, a good blacksmith, but a king? ”

His laughter was full of triumph and joy, but it also seemed to drain the last of his spirits.

So much so that after the laughter, the old eyes became even darker, the eyelids drooped, and the words seemed weak, even like muttering to themselves.

"The death of your grandparents hit me hard, and you may not know it, but I was an optimistic and cheerful singer when I was younger, and then I ...... Later I became unsociable, and many of my people hated me. They didn't say it, but I could feel it. ”

"But what does it matter, I can't live on my own without them?"

"So I moved out of Dorias and went to live in South Elmos. It's nice there, there's no nasty sunshine, but it's always quieter sometimes. Until your mother appears, until your birth...... I thought I might have fulfilled my life and couldn't be more satisfied. Pity...... I'm not reconciled......"

"You know what? My means of winning your mother's favor are not honorable, I have used the power of the spell, but ...... I can't help it, she's so beautiful...... It's beautiful...... I really want to see her again......"

Under the black clouds, the eerie cold wind blew his white hair into a mess, and also made his own faint voice seem close to the whisper of mosquitoes.

However, the emotions contained in it are very strong.

The talent took effect, and a shimmer of color brewed on the tips of his fingers, and Charles raised his hand to point in front of him.

But at this moment, Eor's head was already weakly lowered, and the last rays of brilliance dissipated from the cloudy eyes, and death completely took over the body.

The young elf's raised hand stiffened.

……

In the late summer of the First Age, in the late summer of 370, King Garnier of Linton risked his life to infiltrate Angband to rescue many of his suffering people, and successfully escaped from the cave with thousands of captives.

This event is recorded in the chronicles of Beleriander and the eternal memories of many elves, and can be regarded as one of the great achievements of the entire elven history that has been praised for thousands of years.

However, the existence of the one who really caused this incident has long since disappeared into the long river of history, and has become just an embellishment of someone's name.