Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

Saruman's greed eventually brought him disaster.

And it was a very painful disaster.

However, Levi was not the robber he said he was. Although they were friendly, he still left what Saruman wanted.

This was at most a "reasonable forced transaction".

In fact, if they really had to fight, under normal circumstances, with Saruman's powerful magic, he would not necessarily be at a great disadvantage.

It's a pity that there is no if.

Outside the tower, Saruman snorted coldly, returned to the secret room with the beacon, and began to fiddle with it.

And Levi returned with a white gem that looked like a star and was somewhat similar to the star of the netherworld.

"My lord, your letter."

As soon as he heard that Levi was back, the messenger who ran from Gondor came up and handed the letter to Levi in ​​person.

There was a very obvious signature on it: Turgon.

"Thank you for your hard work. Say hello to your prime minister on my behalf."

The messenger saluted slightly.

In front of the city gate, he looked back at the new city with some reluctance.

This lord's territory is indeed different from other places.

There are almost no luxury and extravagance in the entire territory, but its abundance is shown everywhere.

Money has no value here. What is more popular than it is the creations of talented people, such as the reliefs made of the most ordinary stones on the wall, and the simple paintings in the gallery.

In terms of life, even as a royal messenger, he did not receive any preferential treatment, and it was still the same.

However, although no one provides various services, you can get whatever you want through your own labor.

The people of the territory did not show any rejection of this conspicuous stranger, as if he was their own neighbor.

It's good.

But it's good, but the hometown is still calling from afar.

After sighing, the messenger mounted his horse and galloped to his hometown.

…

In the castle, Levi opened the letter.

It was still a formulaic greeting, and the routine was quite similar to Ecselion's letter.

They are really father and son.

"Oh?"

When he saw the important content, Levi sat up a little.

"All ports in Gondor are open to this side."

In this way, a new fixed sea trade route can be planned.

By the way, young men who graduated from the navigation major can also try their hands, run over there when they have nothing to do, and exchange experiences with the old predecessors in Gondor.

This matter will be handed over to...

Levi instinctively wanted to call a few familiar names, but suddenly froze.

The few people he was familiar with...like the original community representative Wade, and the first president of Roadside University Taber, are now retired.

They are too old, and they are already a little overwhelmed by the increasing number of affairs.

"Okay."

Let these Roadside Fort elders take a rest.

They are all very simple people. When they have the strength, they have been diligently contributing, and there has been no trouble.

"It's time to go and see it."

Levi packed the letter and put it in the corresponding classification box.

After that, he went to Roadside Castle to visit the two people he was most familiar with.

"Long time no see, I heard you retired?"

In the backyard of Wade's house, Levi sat on a chair and talked to the old man opposite who was obviously much older than ten years ago.

"Yes, sir, I retired a year ago."

Wade stood up with a cane and wanted to salute Levi.

"No, sit down."

"Hahaha..."

Wade sat down with a smile.

"Time is really merciless, sir, in a blink of an eye, I even have trouble standing up."

He looked at Levi's face that had not changed at all, a little absent-minded.

"And you, as always."

Levi shook his head and smiled.

I don't know what he was laughing at.

After a long silence, he said, "Relax and enjoy life."

"I'm very happy, sir."

Ved said, "This is the most relaxing time in my life."

"That's good."

Levi suddenly asked, "Is there anything you want to do?"

"Things I want to do..."

Ved looked at the golden giant tree next to the roadside fort, thought, and said, "Nothing, sir."

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"If I must say something, then I hope I can see more of everything here..."

"And you."

Levi nodded silently.

After a while, he left Ved's house and went to Taber's house, but there was no one in the house.

After asking, I found out that this guy has been tinkering with something in the school whenever he has time recently.

Although he has retired and is no longer the principal, his contributions from the founding of the school to the present are there, so everyone just follows him.

Clatter.

The books in the school library were being turned over, and an old man wearing glasses was staring at the words on them with great effort.

"What are you doing?"

In the silent library, this familiar voice seemed quite abrupt.

Taber raised his head and instinctively wanted to warn the young man not to make loud noises in the library, but when he raised his head, he suddenly forgot what he had just thought.

"Sir, why are you here?"

Taber pushed the stool away and stood up, the sound was much louder than Levi's voice.

"Okay, okay, nothing, just came to see how you are doing recently."

"I'm flattered."

Taber bowed slightly, still a little stunned.

The two sat down.

"I've been doing well recently, sir, but... I'm a little restless. I'm not used to the days without books by my side. I always have to read something to sleep well at night."

"That's good, what's over there?"

Taber looked along Levi's line of sight.

"Oh, that's my diary, which records some impressive trivial things."

He stroked the diary and said:

"You know, I have spent my life alone, and this kind of thing never appeared in my mind before, but now... I always think that it would be nice to leave something behind."

"Then do it, just do it."

Taber smiled.

"That's great, there is one more thing I can write about."

Taber, Wade.

They are the oldest people in the territory.

After standing at the school gate for a while, Levi walked towards the military camp and various training grounds.

"He's not here."

This guy, Farodan, likes to run around when he has nothing to do.

The only difference is that if you really need to find him, you can definitely find him. He will appear at some fixed places every once in a while.

"Forget it, let him see it himself."

Shaking his head, Levi took the Star of Elendil and rode east on his horse.

Heading straight to the valley.

This year, Aragorn was 21 years old.

The boy who didn't let anyone hold him has grown up.

And some things are about to be revealed.