Middle-earth Raiders Full Plan

This rare quiet and warm night was broken by a sudden scream. Anila and Legolas were startled, jumped up, and ran into the house.

When Anila rushed in, she saw Pippin holding the crystal ball of true knowledge with both hands, rolling on the ground with an extremely painful expression, the ball seemed to be stuck in his hands and could not be shaken off.Merry shouted in panic, but was helpless.

Without much thought, Anila's first reaction was to snatch the crystal ball of truth from Pippin's hand, and she didn't realize how reckless it was until the moment her hand touched the ball.

The sphere that was originally as black as ink seemed to be filled with flames, and Anila thought it would be very hot. It was not until she got the crystal ball of true knowledge that Anila suddenly realized that it was not at all inside. what flames!That is the Eye of Sauron!

After fleeing Mordor for 40 years, Anila finally met Sauron again.

The huge fiery red eye seemed to be taken aback when it saw Anila, and then the flames that emerged from that eye were almost crazily burning and churning, Anila could almost feel the heat wave blowing towards her face.

"Solongil!" Sauron's voice contained uncontrollable hatred and ecstasy, "There is nowhere to be found!"

Anila didn't react for a while, and was a little dazed.

"Since you're here, it's not surprising why Isengard's plan to attack Rohan failed." Sauron didn't care, and said to himself, "Of course, our famous General Solongil personally took command. "The sarcasm in his tone was fully exposed.

Anila remained silent.

"The last time I heard about you was at Fengyunding. You really are not dead, and your skills have not diminished at all." Sauron sneered, "So, now you and the halfling holding the ring Together in Rohan?"

It seemed that Sauron was a little face-blind, since Pippin and Frodo looked nothing alike.Anila thought a little sympathetically.

"It seems that the time when we really meet is coming soon." Sauron said, "Of course, you can leave Rohan now and find a shelter to hide-to be honest, I have not had you for so many years since you left Mordor. I really thought you were so frightened that you decided to be a turtle - but you will soon find that there is not an inch of hiding place in Middle-earth, and when you fall into my hands For a moment, Thoronkir—”

Anila didn't hear the latter words, her brain suddenly felt a sharp pain containing anger, hatred and many other complex emotions, and then quickly flowed through her whole body, and her body fell down uncontrollably until the crystal ball of true knowledge came out of her body. The hand slipped, and Anila barely escaped from Sauron's void world.

The scorching feeling gradually faded away, and Anila realized that her whole body was icy cold, and she could only feel a little warmth from the pair of powerful arms holding her from behind.

"What's the matter, Anila? Are you alright?" Legolas asked softly anxiously.

"I'm fine." Anila frowned, forcibly ignoring the uneasiness in her heart, and looked at Gandalf, "How is Pippin?"

"His contact with the crystal ball of truth is very short, and the resilience of hobbits has always been good, so there will be no serious problems." Gandalf returned Anila with a reassuring look, "Besides, we were lucky enough to learn that Thor Lun's next plan."

All looked seriously at Gandalf.

Gandalf sighed, "Sauron is going to attack Minas Tirith."

"Okay, this day has finally come!" Boromir jumped up, "Then let him come! As long as we follow you, Lady Anila, we will never lose hope and direction!"

"Very good!" Gandalf nodded. "Then Boromir, Pippin and I will go to Minas Tiris to warn the Regent of Gondor."

"What?" Boromir and Pippin asked in astonishment, "Miss Anila/Won't Anila go with us?"

"The Human Emperor will return, but if possible, we still hope to get the support of the Regent, Boromir, you know your father." Gandalf said to him meaningfully.

"Father... Sigh!" Boromir shook his head. "I understand, but please don't worry, Lord Anila. Although my father is stubborn, he is not unreasonable. I will explain it clearly to him."

"As for Anila..." Gandalf took a few steps closer to Anila and lowered his voice, "After confirming that Rohan has responded to Gondor's beacon, go another way, walk along the river, and keep an eye out for the black ship."

[Gandalf released the mission of "Suppressing Pirates", do you accept it?

A. Yes

B.No]

"Okay, I see," Anila said.

Rivendell -

It is early spring at this time, but it has not yet warmed up. The Imratri River Valley is still silent, and there are few birdsong. In previous years, the laughter and singing of the elves can be heard here. Now the elves of Rivendell are coming one after another. Leaving Middle-earth, this place is even more bleak.

But not all elves are willing to leave, at least not yet, as are several important figures in Rivendell.

"The shadows of the east are getting thicker." Glorfindel said, looking at the east in a trance, as if talking to himself.

Arwen's hand turning the pages of the book and Elrond's writing hand stopped at the same time.

"...she'll be fine." After a long time, Arwen said softly, "You have foreseen the future, haven't you, Ada?"

Elrond was silent.

He has seen the countless possible futures of Anila.

He saw Anila throwing a lot of money at the gambling table, he saw Anila's debauched behavior in the tavern, he saw Anila's head hanging high on the black door of Mordor, and he saw Anila's eyes Hollow eventually succumbed to the dark scene.

He saw Anila trudging through the wilderness in ragged clothes, he saw Anila galloping heroically on the battlefield, he saw Anila's long hair blown up by the sea breeze, and he saw Anila standing beside the White City. Looking high-spirited on the top.

He saw Anila drinking and laughing with the King of the Lonely Mountain, the burning bonfire dyed their cheeks red, Anila smiled and asked the man to put his elaborate necklace on her neck;

He saw Anila walking hand in hand with the King of the Jungle in the big green forest, the sun shining through layers of branches and leaves on their hair, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and time stood still;

He saw Anila and the Supreme Demon Lord standing silently at the crater of Doomsday, his eyes looking at her were hotter than the magma of Doomsday Volcano, and finally he took off the ring and bowed his head in surrender;

He saw Anila and the former lord of Gondolin Golden Flower sitting side by side on a branch, fingers intertwined, watching the twilight sinking, the moon rising, and the melodious sound of the flute drifting away;

He saw Anila and Lindir quietly handling their own work in the same room. Occasionally, when they raised their heads in a tacit understanding, they could meet each other's eyes and smile at each other. The fatigue around them seemed to disappear instantly. swept away;

He saw Anila sitting with him on the flower-filled meadow beside the Imratri River Valley, with a childish look on her face that she would never show in front of others. The gurgling stream flowed on her feet. He put a small flower in her hair and smiled shyly and sweetly, calling him "Elrond" softly.

……

How many people has she hooked up with after going out for so many years?Elrond rubbed his temples.

But those scenes are just flashes, and the final picture freezes in front of the white tree of Minas Tirith.

Anila wore a crown, a dress, a pure white cloak behind her, the ring of Barakhan on her hand, and the long sword of Elendil on her waist. Everyone cheered for the coronation of the new king. All were subdued by her rule, all bowed before her in respect.

Anila's eyes were calm and majestic, she walked down the steps slowly, and walked straight in front of a man and a woman standing on the left and right sides.The woman's long hair was like the waves flowing in the night, and her eyes were as clear and blue as heaven. Still tall and straight, Yushu facing the wind.

The two stood quietly watching Anila walking towards them, their eyes showed anxiety and anticipation, and at the same time there was extremely lingering love, but Anila's pace was still not too fast, unwilling to deviate A penny with either of the two.

In the end, Anila stopped in front of the two of them, lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then raised her head with firm eyes, apparently having made the final decision.

The picture was blurred, and Elrond could see nothing.

"Ada, Ada." Arwen's repeated calls brought back Elrond's drifting mind, "What kind of future do you see? Have you seen the scene where Anila becomes the emperor?"

Elrond didn't answer directly: "That future is almost gone."

"But it hasn't completely disappeared yet." Glorfindel looked up, and Elrond knew the second half of his words from his eyes, "The broken sword should be recast, Elrond."

On the other hand, Minas Tirith—

"Impossible!" Denethor's eyes were gloomy, "I will never bow down to a northern ranger!"

"Father!" Boromir explained anxiously and helplessly, "Master Anila is not just a northern ranger, she is a direct descendant of Isildur, the orthodox heir to the throne of Gondor—"

"She is just the last member of the declining royal family." Denethor interrupted Boromir rudely, "Since 1000 years ago, the royal family of Gondor has no successors, how can I be sure that Anila What about his real identity?"

"Lord Elrond of Rivendell can attest to that," replied Boromir.

"Ah, elves," Denethor said mockingly, "have you forgotten what I said, Boromir? Elves are untrustworthy, that elf witch in the Golden Lorraine—"

"Lady Galadriel and Lord Elrond are respectable people," said Boromir. "I think you must have heard some rumors. If you saw them with your own eyes, you would know that those rumors are true." How outrageous."

"Are you questioning me?" Denethor was furious. "I really regret letting you go to Elrond instead of Faramir. Now my loyal son believes in a few elves instead of his father!"

Boromir understood his father's temper, and knew that what he said would only backfire, so he shut his mouth wisely.

Denethor took a breath, satisfied with Boromir's temporary retreat, and his tone returned to his usual haughty tone. "For 1000 years, Gondor has been constantly attacked by Mordor and pirates. At that time, where were the royal family of Gondor? We have been guarding this noble royal city! A northern ranger, wanderer, and a woman! What--"

His words suddenly stopped, his eyes were empty, and his bloodless face turned paler.

"General Thorongir was just a bastard from the north." Boromir couldn't help but said, "but you have always respected her. Father, I can swear on my life and honor, Anila Your lord is absolutely extraordinary, she..."

Denethor didn't hear a word Boromir said, his thoughts were on the other person.

Thorongir...

Indeed, she is also from the north, and she used to be just a wanderer without a name. He was still young and proud at that time—of course he is still now—unlike his father Exilion, who could recognize her at a glance. That person was extraordinary, and he couldn't accept that such a woman could be so important, almost on an equal footing with him.

At that time, I didn't even want to look at her more, so how could I calm down and observe why she was loved and trusted by everyone, until Exilion gave the order to go out with her.

He should be grateful for that order.Because of that order, he had to be forced to face her almost day and night, and then... shamefully fell in less than two weeks.

You can't blame him, can you?It is impossible for anyone to resist the tenderness and charm of that person.

Should he be thankful for that order?Because of the order, she had to run around with him who had never gone out to fight a war, tried her best to hide his identity, complained, and took care of all his affairs in her hands post.

Eventually she disappeared into the vast sea of ​​Umba, and he never saw her again.

After the war ended, he still waited desperately, hoping to see that person come back in a mess. At that time, he would definitely laugh at her unceremoniously, and then express his apology and gratitude to her, and even... Show her that Mind.

This wait is 11 years.

"Stop talking." Denethor interrupted Boromir with a cold face. This son's heroic and mighty appearance on the battlefield sometimes resembles her very much. "How can Anila deserve to be compared with her?"