[Through Middle-earth BG Lord of the Rings Fans] A Different Life Das Leben der Anderen

Because the suzerain brought me here, I entered the village easily. Although the appearance of the oriental people did arouse some curiosity, I was lucky enough to be taken in by an old man.The old man's name is Aesop, and the only relative left in his family is his little granddaughter. He is worried that he will not be able to take care of the little girl when he gets old.Just then, I appeared, and he thought it was Vera's will, so he kept me.

After temporarily settling down, I learned about the general situation here: this village is called Samos, and it is a small village belonging to Estolad (Estolad).Istorad is bordered by Thargelion to the east and Beleriand to the west, two elven lands.The river when I woke up---Gailin River---was on the main road, so I was lucky to find someone so quickly.When the old man Aesop mentioned the elves, I thought he was joking and praised the old man for his humor, but I was immediately taken aback by his serious face.Does he mean it?Generally speaking, of course, I take old Aesop's words as wise words---even with his famous name, there are creatures like elves in this world, and I don't know if there are zombies.When I heard the old Aesop praise the extraordinaryness of the elves, the ugly and wrinkled little monster in Harry Potter appeared in my mind. There was a long silence, and I forced myself to be calm and nodded --- a certain meaning On the face of it, they are indeed extraordinary.

As for the old Aesop, he is a medicine seller, and he is also considered a half doctor. After all, medical skills are not so developed in this era, and those who sell medicine are enough to treat people. Symptoms of catching a cold from the wind, big problems can only be resigned to fate.I am embarrassed to tell him that doctors with this kind of medical skills are called quack doctors in our place.Perhaps, there is another exception, which is the medical skills of elves.The old Aesop said that the elves are immortal and will not get sick, and they know how to heal others with the unique magic of the elves, but it is difficult for humans to see them, so they cannot expect extravagantly.When I heard this, I could only shrug my shoulders and said: It seems that when they were learning spells, they didn't have such a great goal as hanging the pot to help the world.Old Aesop just shook his head and ignored my unscrupulous comments, and said to himself: You don’t understand, only those who have seen them know what a group of miraculous creatures they are... They have gathered the favor of God , has almost everything nice.Some people think that they are lonely and arrogant and disdain others. In fact, their long lives make them less attached to illusions. No creature is more pure than them.So, don't hurt the elves, that would be the cruelest thing in the world.I looked at old Aesop's serious face and didn't speak again. Until then, I suddenly realized that this is really not the world I live in...

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Life in the new world began like this. I didn't explain my origin in detail, and the simple people didn't ask too much. They only regarded me as a traveler who had lost their homeland and was on the road.In the village, the daily work is very simple: help prepare meals, play with Lori's little granddaughter, and occasionally look after the pharmacy for old Aesop.The food culture of this era is not as sluggish as I expected. Bread is the main dish every day, and occasionally there are some basil leaves as an enrichment.Just when I thought my face was about to turn into a bread face, the neighbor’s aunt kindly sent a pot of boiled mutton soup, but unfortunately it was a bowl of soup that strengthened my future vegetarian life in Middle-earth.I guess, if the bowl of broth that Princess Eowyn gave to the Emperor is similar to this bowl, that broth will be the main culprit preventing her from ascending to the throne of queen, and her uncle Hilton must have forgotten to tell her to 'catch a man' Start with his stomach' this wise saying.The biggest advantage of Arwen is that the elves are vegetarians, so they don't have to worry about stewing soup.When I went to thank the neighbor's aunt the next day, the topic of "how does it taste" inevitably came up, and the little loli who came with me immediately showed a sweet smile to the aunt.I secretly marveled at the little girl's superb social skills, and did not forget to follow the coup that Mr. Lu Xun taught us. I kept nodding and sighed: "This soup is really, um..."

It’s just that the little loli, who has such strong communication skills, blushes when she talks to me. I didn’t understand it at first, until I found out that the word people in the village always refer to me is “he”. My ancients, I was treated as a man just by having a neat short hair. What does this mean for my female dignity?However, in consideration of protecting my own safety, I did not correct their wrong gender views.The relatively peaceful days reduced my uneasiness when I first arrived here, and gave me an illusion that the days would go on like this.However, peace is often easily broken.

One evening as usual, I was about to pack up the pharmacy and close the door, when it suddenly became noisy outside, I thought at first that there was some special sale that attracted everyone to rush to buy it, and I was about to copy it if I didn’t fall behind, but was rushed The frightened expression on the old Aesop's face when he entered the shop disappeared.The old voice sounded intermittently: The demon...the demon soldiers are coming!

The magic soldier, the old Aesop mentioned it, and he also had this expression of fear at that time.Because it is difficult for human beings to compete with those monsters with huge numbers and strong fighting power, the arrival of magic soldiers means death.Although I heard this way, I didn't really feel the sudden mention of the magic soldier, maybe because I had never seen its horror before.

The old Aesop immediately went to the back room to call his little granddaughter, and I quickly packed up the things I was about to evacuate, and the three of them rushed out of the room quickly.Other villagers were also fleeing outside the village, and the guarding soldiers were struggling to resist a wave of magic soldiers coming from afar.Only then did I see the true face of the so-called magic soldiers. Then, my heart beat violently like never before. Those ugly and huge creatures looked so familiar. They were Oaks, we affectionately called them for half-orcs.From this, I determined for the first time that this place is not a world I know nothing about. This is Middle-earth, the world of Tolkien's novels.Even in the panic of fleeing, I could not contain my excitement at this discovery.

It's a pity that extreme joy begets sorrow too soon.Maybe it was because the vibration caused by the half-orc running was too great, or maybe it was because the rocks were loose. When he ran into the canyon of the back mountain with the villagers, the landslide collapsed, and boulders fell down. In order to protect his little granddaughter, the old Aesop took a big boulder to protect his granddaughter. It hit him, and the shrill cry of the little granddaughter was mixed with the mournful cries of the villagers, which was extremely ear-piercing.Before I could feel sentimental, a rock hit me and I fell into darkness.