Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

"Are you looking for him?" Ecthelion asked.

"No, it doesn't count. I just happened to be passing by and wanted to visit Thorongir and see how he was doing recently, but as you can see, I always passed him by."

"That's a shame, but as long as we're in this world, paths will cross."

Ecthelion said: "I know something about his movements. After arriving at Pelagir, he crossed the Anduin River and left Gondor from Ithilien, perhaps heading south. , or maybe the East.”

"Maybe he discovered something and was going deep behind enemy lines to explore."

"This is really..."

Ecthelion sighed, not knowing what to say.

He had no complaints about Aragorn leaving without saying goodbye, but he felt that this young man who seemed very pleasing to the eye was really unpredictable and would do whatever he thought of.

Both enemies and friendly forces will be surprised by his unexpected and bold actions.

"It's a pity that I couldn't keep him," Ecthelion said at last.

Pity?

Listening to what Ecthelian said, and looking at Levi who seemed to have come specifically to find that 'Thorongil', Denethor felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Before the arrival of 'Thorongil', he was the most capable general of Gondor. He was known as the most kingly Gondorian in thousands of years. He was welcomed everywhere he went, which made him extremely proud.

When Thorongil arrived in Gondor, the situation immediately changed.

Although he was not convinced, Denethor had to admit that this young man who was one year younger than himself was indeed a military genius. As soon as he came, he pushed himself aside and directly became Ecthelion. Confidant, loved by Ecthelion and beloved by the people of Gondor.

His father's love and the support of the people were taken away. This sudden gap made Denethor, who had always been proud, extremely uncomfortable and could not accept it for a long time.

For many years he had been succumbing to the sudden arrival of this stranger, overshadowed by the dazzling light he radiated.

Under the influence of a certain mood, he began to secretly investigate the identity of 'Thorongir' - this investigation was extraordinary.

‘My father, he is not an ordinary person. ’

‘The gray robe wizard clearly wanted him to become the king of Gondor. ’

Denethor's mood was quite complicated. He had a premonition that perhaps the era of Gondor's prime minister's rule would end in his own hands.

Morally speaking, this is of course a good thing, but when it falls on him, combined with many previous matters, it makes Denethor feel a little embarrassed.

Not everyone can accept ups and downs calmly.

For various reasons, Denethor did not feel sorry at all for Aragorn's departure, and even secretly rejoiced.

"Okay, just leave. Everyone has their own ambitions and you can't force them to stay."

Levi ended this topic with one sentence, turned around and said: "Let's take a look at the tall and strong 'Commander of the White Tower' beside us. I have heard a lot about Denethor in recent years. "

The Lord Commander of the White Tower, similar to the Grand Marshal of Rohan, directly leads the army in the capital, and is usually always held by the heir to the Chancellor.

"He has made many achievements, and he is also very good."

"Right, our most regal Gondorian."

Levi raised his head and patted the tall young man on the shoulder.

This is really... be it Denethor or Aragorn, these young people with Dúnedain blood flowing through their veins are each taller than the other, with an average of over 1.95 meters per person.

With such a figure, I wonder which Oak wouldn't be scared to see it.

It would be too scary to think of a strong man who was more than half a meter taller than himself, wearing a majestic armor, shouting and rushing over with a sharp blade and shield in his hand.

Faced with Levi's sudden change of topic, Denethor, who looked complicated, was stunned for a moment, then stood up straight and accepted the compliment calmly.

Levi looked at this qualified leader and nodded.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when I came over just now, this guy seemed to be a lot happier.

It seems that after not seeing each other for many years, Denethor misses him very much.

"Come on, little one, I know you must have missed me. Give your uncle a hug."

Levi opened his arms.

This abrupt move immediately stunned Denethor and Ecthelion.

Especially Denethor, who is now over forty years old. Although he is still young, there are already some signs of age on his face.

He almost choked on his saliva when he heard Levi say such words.

Denethor lowered his head slightly and said quickly: "You have to know that I am no longer a little guy. Uncle Levi, I have seen fire and blood, and I have also seen valleys full of poisonous miasma. I once rushed to the soldiers. At the front, you can experience firsthand the sharpness of knives and spears..."

"Of course I know your experience, but in my opinion you will always be that young boy. Have you forgotten that I hugged you when you were a child..."

"No, you didn't. I refused at the time."

"Oh yeah, it doesn't matter. No matter how long it takes, you are still a child to me. Come on, let uncle hug you."

Levi approached step by step.

"No, wait a minute, I said no!"

Denethor stepped back step by step, while casting his eyes for help into the distance.

Ecthelion sat at the table and laughed awkwardly, making no move.

‘Father, why are you just watching? ’

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The reception room was not very quiet today.

After a moment, Denethor walked out with an uncomfortable look on his face.

That hug just now was too hot - in the physical sense.

Yes, Levi forgot to change his armor again.

There is one more victim of the Dragon Flame Steel Armor.

The only one who can hug Levi who forgot to change his armor without any obstacles is the dwarf.

Although he was frowning when he left, it was obvious that Denethor's steps seemed to be lighter.

Seeing this change, the old father Ecthelion smiled and lowered his head to drink a sip of tea.

As the saying goes, no one knows a son better than his father, and no one knows a minister better than his ruler.

Ecthelion and Denethor have both of these. They are both father and son, and also ruler and minister.

He has seen how Denethor has been over the years.

But some things are not as good as they should be, and Ecthelion did not favor Denethor because he is his son.

The responsibility and closeness to Aragorn are the embodiment of his fairness.

After watching Denethor leave, Levi sat back at the table and continued to chat with Ecthelion.

The topic ranged from south to north, from east to west, and it was a good reminiscence.

…

As the people of Gondor had said, it had not been long since the triumphant return of the Pelargir fleet.

East of Pelargir - at the border of Ithilien and Harondor to the south, Aragorn abandoned the boat and set foot on this land.

The journey of Rohan and Gondor was over, and the next goal was the south and the east.

Here, he would embark on a journey alone, exploring the right and wrong, good and evil of mankind alone.

By the way, he would find an opportunity to see if he could detect some of Sauron's conspiracies and collect some useful information.

When Aragorn began his journey in the wilderness of Harondor, some memories emerged in his mind.

It was said that Uncle Levi had fought here, and he beat the army commander of the Harnen River Basin to his knees, forcing them to retreat, so as to cover the retreat of a company of rangers in Gondor.

Heh…

Thinking about it, Aragorn suddenly smiled.

In a sense, he was following in his footsteps.

It seemed that there were legends about that person everywhere.