Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1064 1046. Sense of familiarity

"What enemy?"

As soon as Gandalf finished speaking, Saruman said in surprise. It seemed as if he couldn't understand what Gandalf was saying at all.

"Where are the enemies?"

Saruman raised his hands and opened them, looking left and right. What he saw was the comfortable and peaceful beautiful scene of Rivendell.

Those beautiful woods maintained by magic are even more beautiful under the mixture of dawn and moonlight at this time.

The air is fresh and there are leisurely chirping of birds from time to time.

"This is the time when the sun is shining and the world is at peace, Gandalf. Don't talk nonsense, it will only cause panic."

Saruman patiently advised his old friend.

"Sauron has failed, Gandalf. He will never recover or gather the power of darkness."

"The last time he let the power of darkness sweep over the world, it was because of his former master. The legacy left by Morgoth greatly strengthened his power."

"And now, he has been completely defeated! In the final alliance battle!"

"That was truly the 'final' battle!"

Saruman spoke unhurriedly.

Lan En also pieced together some context from these words.

The dark power of this world seems to be accustomed to surrounding a certain powerful subject, manifesting itself in the form of legions and forces.

The dark enemy of the previous generation was Morgoth. He increased his strength and created a race of monsters such as dragons.

It sounds like he was exiled by the great powers of the West in ancient times and reached the realm of emptiness.

According to the context, it is equivalent to being thrown out of the world.

Morgoth's former servant Sauron inherited Morgoth's legacy and became the new dark enemy.

But they were also beaten to the point of being completely destroyed physically and mentally by the so-called ‘Last Alliance’.

If these statements are indeed correct, then perhaps now can really be called a 'peaceful year'.

But amid the sound of the waterfall on the cliff, facing Saruman's question, Gandalf put his hands together on the stone table, his eyes sincere.

"The spirits of the world forge three rings

The dwarves of Stone Hall receive seven precepts

Mortals should keep the nine precepts for longevity."

Gandalf first spoke a verse in a low and solemn tone, and then continued.

"We all know why Sauron, as the fallen Maia, was so easily destroyed physically and mentally on the battlefield - because he condensed all his power into the ring!"

"And now, four of the seven rings of the dwarves were destroyed by dragon fire. Two were taken back by Sauron himself before he lurked in Mordor. And the only one left now is the father of Thorin Oakenshield. , worn by Thrain."

".It disappeared along with Selaine himself not long ago! That was just a few decades ago!"

"Is this really a coincidence that happened in 'Peaceful Days,' Saruman?"

According to what Lan En knew during this time, the narrative poems among the elves.

The elves call the creator god of this world [Eru·Ilúvatar], the supreme good.

In the process of creation, Ilúvatar first created the Ainur, which are the gods. Then Ilúvatar directed the Ainuzi to sing the Great Movement of Creation and create the world.

After the creation of the world, Ilúvatar and the Ainur entered the newly born world of Arda from the realm of emptiness.

The fourteen strongest and kindest among the Ainu are called "Vara" and "Vili" according to the division between men and women, and the other Ainu are collectively called "Maia".

Sauron is the fallen Maia, that is, the ‘god who fell from the great music of creation’.

Galadriel and Elrond were silent, but Saruman retorted.

"But, without the control of that crucial ring, the Ring of Power! The remaining rings are completely worthless to Sauron!"

"The dark enemy hid his identity in the past, mixed into the camp of good people, spent his strength and creativity, and made many powerful and beautiful rings, and then gave them to the great kings and heroes of various races."

"Then he secretly created the most powerful and evil Supreme Ring, so that he could control all the rings and everyone who wore the ring. He transformed into the dark enemy after Morgoth."

"He is just a bad gambler and conspirator! He puts all his plot and power on the ring! Without the Supreme Lord of the Rings, he can't do anything!"

"And that ring, not long after the beginning of the Third Era, fell into the Anduin River when Isildur was intercepted by the orcs, and sank into the ocean with the rolling waves."

Elrond happened to be pacing behind Saruman at this time, and he was also trying to persuade Gandalf.

"Mithrandil, we have been at peace for four hundred years, a peace that is hard won and always vigilant."

"Is this considered peace?"

Gandalf said pretending to be surprised.

"Trolls came down from the mountains and openly robbed travelers on the Eastern Road. Orcs and wargs attacked everywhere, plundered villages and destroyed farmland!"

"But this is no war, Gandalf," Elrond retorted. "This cannot be used as a basis for the return of darkness. Even this intensity is not even a precursor."

With Elrond's support, Saruman became more confident in his speech.

He spread his hands and looked at Gandalf helplessly.

"You are always like this, making trouble out of nothing and being full of suspicions! This also surprises everyone. This is obviously a good year!"

But when Elrond and Saruman opposed Gandalf together, Lann straightened up from the stone pillar he was leaning against.

Then he stood behind Gandalf's seat.

This was a statement to some extent.

"Please allow me to say a few words? Since I am already a participant."

Elrond was polite and stopped talking as soon as Lann stood over and nodded to him.

The young witcher looked at Saruman.

"In addition to what Gandalf said, I must state that Radagast and I also saw something very wrong in Mirkwood. There are also rumors among the residents around the forest."

"Wait, Mirkwood? What is that place?"

Saruman asked puzzledly, and Gandalf opposite him explained.

"You haven't cared about that place for too long, Saruman. It's the Green Forest. People now call it by this new name because it's creepy enough and very appropriate."

"Okay, the Green Forest can be so intimidating just by changing its name?"

Saruman didn't care and smiled at Lan. Under the hooked nose, the smile was shadowed.

"Please continue, young Lan. Tell us more about the rumors from the woodcutters."

Lan didn't show any emotion for Saruman's high-profile speech.

This trash talk is still far from strong.

"The residents say that there is a necromancer in Dol Guldur, and that necromancer can call back souls from the world of the dead."

Saruman tilted his head impatiently.

"It's ridiculous! Are you saying there is a necromancer who can pull people out of the halls of Mandos?"

"In my opinion, this is just a mortal pretending to be a god! At most, this mortal has learned some black magic or witchcraft to scare people."

Faced with Saruman's doubts, Lan said calmly.

"This is what Radagast and I saw with our own eyes."

Looking at Saruman's stiff mouth, Lan patted Gandalf on the shoulder.

"And we brought physical evidence. Take it out, Gandalf."

Suddenly, Lan felt a gaze, that was Galadriel, who didn't talk much in the meeting.

Gandalf pursed his lips, reached into his arms, took out the short sword wrapped in leather by Radagast, and put it on the table.

The leather rope wrapped and tied outside the sword had been removed by Gandalf in advance, leaving only a piece of leather loosely wrapped around the sword.

As soon as it was placed on the table, Elrond looked at the thing in surprise, as if he could feel the evil power inside through a piece of leather.

"What is this?"

Elrond murmured in shock. In the previous two weeks, Gandalf may not have revealed the news of this dagger to Elrond because the White Council had not yet started and no one was present.

The Elf Lord walked slowly to Gandalf's side of the stone table in shock, reaching out to lift the loose leather cloth.

"That is." And at some point, Lady Galadriel also walked to Gandalf's side of the stone table and whispered.

"The relic of Mordor."

When Elrond heard this word, his outstretched hand almost subconsciously retracted a little, but then he stretched it out again without hesitation and immediately lifted the leather cloth.

The pure black dagger, once again exuding an abnormal chill, was revealed.

"This is the sword of Morgul!"

Elrond said almost with a sigh.

Galadriel's tone was calm, but it was a little cold.

"This is the sword made for the Witch King of Angmar and buried with him. After the defeat of the Kingdom of Angmar, the northerners found the remains and instruments of the Witch King and sealed them under the rocks of the Rhudaur Plateau. The tomb is buried deep and never sees the sun."

"But it's impossible!" Elrond bent down and said with his hands on the stone table. "Those tombs were cursed, how could they be opened?"

"Don't rush to draw conclusions." Saruman pursed his lips and said, "First, prove to us that this sword may not come from the tomb of the Witch King of Angmar?"

Lann frowned slightly at this time and pointed to the black dagger lying quietly on the table.

"Okay, now we have to prove the source of the evidence?"

"What else, young man?" Saruman said as a matter of course. "This is a major event related to the world situation, so of course we must be cautious."

"You have not experienced those cruel and dangerous pasts, so of course you can use frivolous thoughts to speculate about things, but we are different! We have a heavy responsibility! We must find out everything before we can draw a conclusion!"

"But forgive me for being frank." Now, Lan En has found a sense of familiarity in this world.

This sense of familiarity, in the magical Middle Ages, was "exchanging tree spirit scalps for money" and "remote kingdoms selling weapons to both sides of the war."

And in front of Saruman.

"I think you are appeasing, right? Mr. White Robe Wizard?"