Chapter 345 Departure

"Cooperation?"

Levi was amused by the messenger's words.

"Your master must have been so depressed staying in the tower all day that his brain got damaged. Why did he ask you to come here? To die?"

In response to Levi's undisguised ridicule, the envoy maintained the same attitude as before, as if he had not heard it. He continued to maintain a humble attitude, lowered his head and said, "Please believe that I came here with the sincerity of my master."

"We are willing to sign a peace agreement with you and will never harm any city or residents in the Free Cities. In addition, we can provide you with assistance. For example, we can help you find the Balrog in Moria and then assist you in killing it."

"Besides that, if you need anything else, just let me know and I will pass it on to the master."

Levi raised his eyebrows and showed an interested look on his face.

“Interesting.”

"Tell me in detail, what do you want?"

With Levi's permission, the messenger continued, "You don't need to give anything, just help us keep an eye on the lost rings of power. My master wants to reclaim them."

Levi rolled his eyes.

Okay, this guy is waiting here.

Seeing that Levi did not refuse immediately, the messenger continued: "According to our intelligence, a ring appeared in the Shire. A hobbit picked up a trivial ring of power with relatively weak magic. If you can help find it, we will be very grateful. From now on, no matter what you want to do, you will get the assistance of Mordor and its many allies."

"I have no interest in making deals with filthy creatures like you."

Levi waved his hand, obviously having lost interest in the matter.

"Now go back and tell your master not to do anything. Just stay at home and wait for death."

"Go away, while I'm too lazy to get out my sword. Your head can stay on my neck for a while longer."

The messenger choked on his words.

"As you wish."

He didn't dare to say anything more, but turned around and walked away nervously, keeping a vigilant eye on his back as he walked, fearing that he would turn into a hedgehog in the next second.

Behind him, Levi and a group of guards stared at the messenger until he disappeared from their sight.

The messenger breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the person I was negotiating with was this legend.

Big shots like this always do things in an open and aboveboard manner and disdain to engage in any petty and despicable actions.

He doesn't care about his own life at all.

"Negotiations failed."

Inside Mordor, the messenger brought back Levi's words word for word.

Unexpectedly, when Soran heard these insulting and mocking words, the flame on the magic eye did not fluctuate at all.

Very peaceful.

"Back off."

The messenger bowed slightly and quietly left the hall.

The goal has been achieved.

There is no need to really reach any cooperation with Levi. This was not part of the plan in the first place.

The key point of this conversation is to let him know that a ring of power has appeared. Once he knows the news, he will definitely be curious and ask someone to find it.

What if he really finds me? No need to do anything. Just leave the rest to the Supreme Ring.

There were many people who wanted to monopolize the One Ring, but they did not understand that the One Ring was born from darkness and fire. It would always belong to the evil side, to the forger who integrated most of his own power into it, and was a part of the forger's existence.

Perhaps the person who gets the One Ring can control it with his own will and strength at the beginning, use it to rule over all the other rings, gain great power, or even rush directly to Mordor and sit on the throne of the Dark Lord himself...

But time will wear everything away.

Victory will come, it's just a matter of time.

Before that, even if he really failed, he would become a lowly servant of a newly born dark legend or be tortured to the point of losing his form and hiding - so what? It's not like he hasn't done similar things before.

Soran was secretly making his own plans.

Information asymmetry can bring many advantages to people.

However, this time, it was Sauron who was at a rare information disadvantage.

Inside the city, Levi turned around and put the matter behind him.

Gandalf does his job, he puts...

As if he thought of something, Levi's footsteps suddenly paused.

——Actually, I’m not very reassured.

…

"We hide it where no one can find it and never touch it!"

Bag End, The Shire.

Frodo raised the ring in panic and approached Gandalf.

"Take it, Gandalf!"

Gandalf drew back in fear.

"No…"

"Take it!" Frodo was still approaching.

"No, no, no, no..."

Gandalf continued to retreat, shouting in his heart.

This naughty kid, can you please stop testing me?

"You cannot give it to me, Frodo."

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Frodo said innocently: "I just want you to hold it, I..."

"Do not tempt me, Frodo!" Gandalf refused again, his voice becoming much sterner.

But then he lost his temper again.

"I don't dare to take it, not even for safekeeping."

"You must know, Frodo, that I may use it for good... but through me it can unleash terrible power that is unimaginable."

"By then, I'm afraid there will be only one person in this land who can stop me. I don't want to end up in that situation."

Frodo's eyes moved slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said, "What about Levi? Let's give it to Levi. He must have a way."

"That's even worse!"

Gandalf refused, even more excited than before.

"If he fails the test, he will tear the world apart. I am not using any exaggerated rhetoric, Frodo, but there is nothing that can stop him."

Frodo's mouth opened slightly, and he was obviously frightened.

So serious?

"Well, we can't just leave it in Shire. Didn't you say that the enemy already knows about it?"

"That's right."

Gandalf, calming down, approached Frodo again and said: "Indeed, you can't."

Frodo looked at the ring and then at Gandalf, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"What should I do?"

"Leave the Shire, head east, to the Wayside Fort."

"Is it safe to go to the roadside fort?"

"I don't know." Gandalf shook his head.

"But with Levi there, at least no one can take the ring away. We can use this time to discuss how to deal with it."

"Okay, I'll go." Frodo began to pack his luggage quickly.

Gandalf closed his eyes and sighed.

"My dear Frodo..."

"The Hobbits are such a fascinating race. You can learn all about their ways of doing things in a month, but even after a hundred years, they will still amaze you."

Frodo smiled at Gandalf, puffing out his chest to accept the compliment, and Gandalf smiled back at the hobbit's innocent smile.

rustle…

There were some slight noises outside the window, the sound of grass rubbing, and there seemed to be a sob.

The smile faded from Gandalf's face.

"Get down."

He slowly approached the window with his cane in hand, then suddenly pushed it into the bushes.

Boom! "Ouch!"

Crash.

Gandalf grabbed with his big hand and pulled out a fat hobbit.

Samwise Gamgee.

(End of this chapter)