Gandalf, who had been blasted out, stood blankly outside the tree hole.

The joy before coming and the disappointment after the conversation made the old mage's heart full of confusion.

Gandalf didn't know what was going on, and couldn't even believe he was going to be blasted out. He is Gandalf, the greatest wizard in Isengard.

"Crazy, all crazy! ** Confusing, is it true that the King of the Rising Sun said that true peace is only after war? Gandalf leaned on a tree with his cane and looked into the distance.

In the elven territory, centered on the tree hole of Elon, thousands of elven refugees snuggled together. The elves were all in rags, and their helpless and distracted eyes looked so pitiful, as if they had lost their yearning for the future.

In the crowd, several elven soldiers wearing long swords were lighting a fire and cooking in the crowd.

Gandalf walked forward slowly, and instead of the aroma of the meal, he smelled a sickening, pungent smell in his nose.

"What a leaf, a root! What is this thing, how can you give it to everyone? Looking at the cauldron on the fire, Gandalf realized that what was cooking inside was not food at all, but some unknown leaves and roots.

The pungent smell emanated from the cauldron, and Gandalf couldn't help but question the people around him. In his opinion, even rabbits don't eat these things.

Looking at the food boiling in the pot, the elves around them all lowered their heads unconsciously, and no one answered Gandalf's question.

After a long silence, a young elf boy looked at Gandalf with curiosity and asked, "Old man, what are we going to eat without this?" ”

As soon as the little boy's words came out, many elf women cried helplessly, and for a time they cried all over the place.

Yes, what do you eat without eating tree roots!

The elves weren't out to travel, and they didn't have enough food to take with them when they escaped from Rivendell, so they had no choice but to use leaves and roots as staple food.

The food of thousands of people is a number that cannot be ignored, and the wild fruits around are simply not enough for everyone to eat. Even the elves don't have time to go out hunting, because as soon as the sun goes down or is obscured by dark clouds, the entire elven forest becomes a mecca for vampires.

Helpless cries drifted among the elves, and as the first man cried, the cries were as uncontrollable as contagion.

Gandalf looked at him a little bewildered, he thought that the elves had a hard time, but he didn't expect that the elves had been forced to this point.

"Little girl, why don't you cry?" Gandalf glanced around and saw a little girl looking at him without any tears in her eyes.

The little girl looked twelve or thirteen years old, and the determined look in her eyes was so unforgettable.

"I don't cry, whoever cries is a coward. I'm going to laugh, I'm going to laugh and avenge my family! "When the little girl speaks, there is a light in her eyes that makes people dare not look directly, and this light is called hatred.

Hatred is a source of strength, Gandalf reached out with a trembling hand, stroking the little girl's hair.

A little girl has such hatred, and now Gandalf understands why Elon would reject peace and choose war.

Because such a war is not a person's choice, but the power of hatred condensed by a race, and it is a hatred that has always been suppressed in the heart and cannot be released.

"What peace I want to bring is nothing in the face of the hatred of one race!" Gandalf laughed self-deprecatingly, and by this moment he understood why, when he left Gondor, Zhang Yao looked at him with pity and disdain in his eyes.

Perhaps the end was already predestined from the beginning, and looking at the expectant gaze of the elves staring at the cauldron, and the hatred in his eyes when he lowered his head, Gandalf felt that it was time for him to leave.

Gandalf staggered away with his cane.

Before leaving, he left all the food and water on his body to the little girl, and at the same time, the surprise of the little girl after getting the food was forever imprinted in his heart.

This parting, when we meet, I don't know what year and month.

This walk, the vicissitudes of life, is destined to be a thing.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, three months passed.

Gandalf, who had returned, did not go to see Zhang Yao, nor did he say what he saw in the elven territory.

The old mage began to become reticent, like the legendary evil wizard, and began to like to stay in his room, not knowing what he was doing all day.

Gandalf, who used to be a joker and had a rather humorous style, is gone. With no smile on his face anymore, he chose to go to the barracks stationed outside Modo, where he built a white hut out of ginkgo wood.

The white hut looks spotless from a distance, creating a striking contrast and visual contrast with the black architecture in Modo.

Perhaps Gandalf had never changed, he was still the same elder on the white horse who led the Fellowship of the Ring. Still a proud wizard bent on sweeping away Modo and destroying Sauron.

But sometimes people haven't changed, but this world is no longer the one in memory.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year.

Unlike Gandalf's loneliness, after three months of recuperation, all walks of life in the Rising Sun Empire have begun to prosper under the control of Dinethor.

The weapons made by the dwarves were very popular in the Imperial City of the Rising Sun, and the cloth in the Imperial City was very popular in Rohan.

Rohan's horses were the favorite of the Knights of Gondor, and the iron ore in Gondor, which was abundant, was transported to the dwarves in a steady stream.

A new business circle has been formed, and the market is full of discerning housewives, and as long as you have money in your hands, then you can buy anything in the world.

Eat cheese and bread produced in the royal gardens, and taste mare's milk wine and barbecue brought from Rohan Province.

Dance late at night with a young Gondor woman who has lost her lover, and during the day she drinks ale with a heroic dwarf and fights until dark.

Life is so simple, just like cats eat fish and dogs eat meat, and Ultraman fights little monsters.

Everyone was silent in the prosperity brought by the empire, and in the words of the news network, the situation in our country was very good, and the foreign people were still living in dire straits.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty"

On this day, Zhang Yao had just gotten up, and a glass of milk for gargling had not yet been poured into his mouth, and there was a cry of surprise from the waiter outside the door.

"Panicked, what's the matter?" Zhang Yao had an impatient look on his face, and let the maid who served him wipe his face with a wet towel, and asked disapprerovingly.

After wiping Zhang Yao's face, the maid who served dressed Zhang Yao in twos and threes. One by one, the green jade hands swept across Zhang Yao's body, and under the silent gaze of several maids, a new day began.

"Your Majesty, someone in the confinement room came to report, and someone succeeded!" The waiter outside the door opened his throat and said something that made Zhang Yao change color.

"Let's go, hurry up and take me there!" Zhang Yao, who was overjoyed, pushed away the maids serving beside him and ran out of the door quickly.

Now, more than three months have passed, and the five people in the confinement cell have not made any progress. Now that someone suddenly comprehended the motivation of thought, how could Zhang Yao not be overjoyed.

You must know that Zhang Yao is very persistent in power, although there are many heroes in the empire, but the power of these people does not belong to Zhang Yao's own. Sitting in the palace all day long, watching others fly away. To say that Zhang Yao has not been envious or jealous is definitely a lie.

"Huh! Your Majesty's cloak is not yet bringed. As Zhang Yao walked away quickly, a maid looked at the black cloak in her hand and said stupidly.

"Give it to me, I'll send it to Your Majesty!" A quick-eyed maid grabbed the cloak as soon as she grabbed it.

"Don't rob it, I'll send it, my brother is the captain of the palace guards, no one is allowed to rob me!"

"Sao Fox, hurry up and take away your dirty hands. My dad is still the adjutant general of General Yan, but he is older than your eldest brother. ”

"Sister, sister, let me go. My grandfather is a rich man, and I will buy you delicious food. ”

Several petite and cute girls each tugged at the corner of their cloaks, as if they were fighting for merit, and no one would back down. The flower girls glared at the others one by one, like angry little flower cats, and they were just scuffling together.

Zhang Yao, who was heading towards the confinement room, didn't know that there was almost a harem battle behind him.

You can't imagine the allure of a diamond king for a young girl.

Especially Zhang Yao is much harder than the diamond man, whether it is the identity of the king or the position of the queen, which one is not a fantasy that these young girls have ever dreamed of.

Perhaps, only a month of knowledge has seen birds flying into Zhaoyang