legend begins with lord of the rings

Boromir didn't have to wait long before a group of adventurer guards came out of the fortress and led him inside.

First there was the maze with twists and turns. Boromir was so dizzy that he could not remember the path he had taken.

Then a human lift took Boromir to the open-air hall on the second floor of the top floor.

It was late at night, and most of the adventurers had taken a rest. Only a few kerosene lamps illuminated the empty hall.

Against the light, Boromir saw a familiar figure facing him.

"Faramir..."

Boromir exclaimed and hugged the other person: "Thank God, you didn't do anything stupid...

It's great to see you again..."

"Brother, I'm fine, and I'm an adventurer now. Mr. Abel took us in..." Faramir forced a smile and said.

Although there was a smile on his face, there were tears in his eyes.

"That's fine. It may be the right choice for you to leave Gondor." Boromir looked at Faramir carefully and found that he was in good spirits, so he continued: "Don't worry, as long as you are willing, I will find a way to let you go."

You return to Gondor."

Faramir seemed a little embarrassed by his brother's kindness.

Gondor has become Faramir's "sad place", and even he is not sure whether he still has the determination to return to Gondor.

"Don't talk about these troublesome things..." Faramir's eyes dodged and asked: "What brings you here in the middle of the night?"

"Oh, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me." Boromir said, looking around the hall.

When he saw the old wizard holding a pipe in the corner, he walked over with his younger brother.

"Mr. Gandalf, isn't Abel here?" Boromir asked respectfully.

"Ahem~

cough……"

Gandalf squinted his eyes and took a long puff of tobacco, then coughed twice.

Breathing violently, the wizard's nose and ears blew out two clouds of smoke at the same time, like a train whistle.

The wizard seemed very satisfied with his "masterpiece". He shook his dizzy head, and then said like an old man: "Oh, I'm sorry, what did you just say?"

Gandalf asked Boromir with his eyes as if he had a bad memory, but before he could answer, he slapped his head and said, "I remember, you want to find Abel."

"I'm afraid you'll have to wait a while, as you know young people sleep a lot.

Only an old man like me would see the touching scene just now because he couldn't sleep."

After the wizard's little teasing, the two Boromir brothers relaxed.

To be honest, the current relationship between Gondor and adventurers is not a good one.

As the son of Denethor, Boromir is well aware of his status and may not be welcomed by adventurers.

"I came here this time to invite you and Abel to go to Minatiris to have another look." Boromir expressed his intention: "I suspect that my father is also controlled by Sauron like the King of Cavalry.

.In my memory, he shouldn’t be like this.”

Boromir looked disappointed.

In his memory: his father was a great leader, he was smart, courageous and gentle to others, instead of being self-willed and submissive like he is now.

Gandalf glanced at Boromir in surprise, not knowing how to persuade him.

The wizard had met Denese before, and he was in a normal state of mind and there was no possibility of him being controlled by anyone.

Just then the servant brought black tea.

"We will discuss it when Abel comes. Maybe he has a different opinion." Gandalf stood up and took the teapot, added a lot of sugar to it and said, "Come and try the unique black tea here. It tastes very good."

Seeing that the wizard didn't want to say anything more, Boromir could only take the black tea, sit next to him and taste the tea absentmindedly.

Faramir stood quietly behind the two of them.

After the two of them had refilled their cups of tea, Abel walked in calmly.

There was still a heavy look of sleepiness on his face.

Although with Abel's current superhuman physique and energy, he would be fine without sleeping for ten and a half days.

However, having developed a regular schedule over the years, Abel was still used to sleeping eight hours a day whenever he had the chance.

"Boromir, are you in a hurry in the middle of the night?" Abel lit a cigarette and settled into a chair.

His tone was a little harsh, which made Boromir a little uncomfortable.

But Boromir also understands that anyone who is woken up in the middle of the night will be a little upset.

"Sorry for disturbing your rest. I do have something to discuss with you, something related to the survival of Gondor..." Boromir stood up and solemnly expressed his concerns.

Hearing that Boromir suspected that his father was controlled by Sauron, Abel, like the wizard before, glanced at the great prince in surprise.

"Your suspicion is well founded..." Abel said lazily: "However, you don't seem to know your father very well.

I met Denethor with Gandalf before, and he showed no signs of being controlled. It can be said that everything he did during this period was based on his true intentions."

Boromir couldn't accept Abel's statement. He turned to look at the wizard, wanting to get a different answer.

As a result, the wizard lowered his eyelids and seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed.

"I understand." Boromir gave up the last trace of illusion. The wizard's behavior had already shown everything.

Then, he said sincerely: "I still thought of asking you and Gandalf to go to Minatiris again. No matter what the outcome is, I am willing to bear the consequences."

"Are you sure? This time I step into Gondor. If it proves that Denethor has not been deceived by others, Gondor will be replaced by a regent." The sleepiness on Abel's face disappeared and he stared at Boromir.

He said seriously: "Are you ready to take over as Regent of Gondor?"

"I..." Boromir didn't expect Abel to speak so straightforwardly, and he hesitated again for a moment.

"Brother, I think Mr. Abel is right. If the regent cannot bring hope to Gondor, then changing the regent will be the right choice." Faramir, who has always been a transparent person, persuaded: "I think you have the ability.

, leading Gondor to glory again."

Faramir's eyes hidden in the shadows shone brightly, making Boromir afraid to look directly at them for a moment.

"Boromir, you have to believe in yourself. You will be the best candidate to be the regent of Gondor." Gandalf also suddenly spoke, persuading.

In the wizard's mind, he has already acquiesced in the fact that Aragorn is about to take over as King of Gondor.

And Boromir, who has established a deep friendship with Aragorn, will definitely be his best helper.

"I understand. If it's true as you said, I will take my father's place and lead the people of Gondor out of this predicament." After much thought, Boromir made the final decision.

"Very good, you can rest here for one night and we will set off tomorrow morning." Abel said with a smile.

Abel actually still has a good impression of Boromir.

As an ordinary person, although Boromir is not perfect, he has many excellent special qualities, and being good is one of them.