Chapter 155: Formal Union
"Greetings to you, the legend of Roadside Castle, Levi."
When Levi returned to the original place, a vagrant was waiting under a tree. He immediately greeted the lord of the roadside fort who saved his team.
"Thank you for your assistance."
"Don't worry too much, I didn't come here just for this."
Levi waved his hand and said, "The fewer Oaks there are, the better. If you see one, just clean it up. It's not too troublesome."
"It may be for you, but it is a real nuisance to us."
"The Dúnedain will remember this help."
Levi smiled.
"I was once helped by your companions, and I will always remember this."
“I hope our friendship will last forever.”
The homeless man smiled and nodded, and the two shook hands.
"I heard from Farodan that you seem to have some wounded. Where are they?"
"It's underground. Farodan is there too. Please follow me."
As he spoke, the homeless man squatted down and opened the unlocked hidden door, revealing a downward passage.
"It's really hidden. Unless I dig directly down, I have no idea how I would find this place."
The homeless man climbed down first, and Levi followed closely behind.
"We have many strongholds like this. In fact, it's not just us. Gondor's guerrillas also have such disguised strongholds."
As he crawled, the homeless man spoke without reservation:
"It's not difficult to find our base. There is usually a tree above the base, and there are always three local plants growing next to the tree. If you connect them together, they will definitely form an isosceles triangle."
"Of course, there must be other things next to these plants that interfere with vision. If your eyes are not sharp enough, you will miss the stronghold."
Within two sentences, the two men had climbed down one after another.
Levi looked around and felt that the place was quite narrow and too dark.
This stronghold is about ten meters long and wide. There are several thatched beds placed in one corner, and some shelves opposite with several cloaks hanging on them.
At this moment, two vagrants were sitting on the thatched beds, gritting their teeth and treating their wounds, without saying a word.
Including Farodan, there are a total of five homeless people here.
These vagrants all looked quite old, including Farodan.
They looked serious and weathered, like weathered rocks, and seemed to be taciturn.
But although they were silent now, it was obvious that Farodan had already explained the situation clearly before. When they saw Levi climbing down, they all stopped what they were doing and bowed slightly to Levi as a greeting.
Then he would continue to treat his wounds or sit quietly aside.
Quite quiet.
It was so quiet that Levi felt a little awkward when he reached this station.
"You're back, how are you doing?"
Farodan was the first to break the silence and greeted Levi.
"A small number of them escaped, but it's not a big problem. They probably won't dare to get close to here in the near future."
There is a cavern from which still the howling of orcs echoes.
"It seems to be going quite well. I indeed underestimated you before."
"It doesn't matter. You will have many opportunities to gain more experience in the future."
As he spoke, Levi walked towards the two wounded men and took out two bottles filled with pink liquid.
Health restoration potion.
"Drink this, it will help your wounds heal quickly."
The two wounded men raised their heads and were stunned for a moment.
Farodan said on the side: "You don't usually have the chance to drink the wizard's secret medicine."
Levi nodded to confirm this statement.
If you say so, then so be it.
After hearing what Farodan said, the two wounded took the potion without hesitation and drank it in one gulp.
It’s not quite the same as I imagined. The taste of this medicine is…quite strange and hard to describe.
However, the effect was remarkable. As soon as he drank the potion, the wounds on his body miraculously began to heal immediately and disappeared completely in a few seconds, as if he had never been injured.
The homeless people regained their vitality again.
After a moment.
Farodan, Levi, and the vagrant who led Levi gathered together.
Farodan introduced: "This is our captain, Elad. We used to be active near the top of the storm."
"There are only a few people still collecting information there, like me."
"I heard that your situation seems to be not very good recently?"
Levi asked the homeless captain beside him.
"It's not ideal, really. There are more orcs in groups, and they are quite alert."
Elad said calmly: "But this kind of situation has happened before in the past hundred years. It is easy to disintegrate the Oak team."
"This is really an accident. If the number of Oaks was only ten times ours, we wouldn't be in such a mess, let alone think about escaping."
But twenty or thirty times that, plus a whole bunch of wargs...
This is a bit too much to ask.
"indeed."
Levi echoed and suggested, "Next time if you get hurt, you can go to the roadside fort to rest."
"The Roadside Castle is shrouded in a kind of... well, a kind of magic. Resting there will help your wounds heal faster."
"Don't think of my place as some closed secret place that is forbidden to mortals. It's just like an ordinary town. You can come anytime."
"We will." Elad nodded.
"Besides, didn't I ask Farodan to tell you before that you can use the supplies there at any time? After all, we have a common enemy."
"Thank you for your kindness."
“Very few people know we exist.”
Elad said: "But they also do not know that we have slain tens of thousands of Orcs and Wargs by our swords or arrows since we began wandering these wilds."
indeed.
Unlike hired mercenaries, the Rangers have a blood feud with Sauron and his minions over the destruction of their country, and they will fight the Orcs to the death regardless of payment or support.
Of course, even if there is no hatred, they will take the initiative to assume the responsibility of clearing up the threat.
This is a highly educated group.
Just as a certain human king once said, if one day all the vagrants went into the grave, then no one would dare to step out of their homes at night, whether in the Shire or the nearby human settlements.
Lonely land - this land is both an uninhabited lonely land and the homeland of vagrants.
But think about it, there is a large group of king-level soldiers protecting this land at all times, so it feels quite safe.
“You don’t have to take it too seriously.”
The captain of the nomads said so.
In this case After thinking for a while, Levi decided to borrow the name of his ally and said:
"I know you have been in frequent contact with Elrond, and have often accepted help from Rivendell."
"I have a pleasant conversation with Elrond, and we have an unbreakable alliance with Rivendell. I think the same should be true for us."
"Don't worry about adding any burden to my territory."
"Also, this is not a one-sided gift - I hope you can occasionally send people to give classes to the children in my territory, teaching them how to survive in the wild and what to do when they encounter enemies."
"In the near future, maybe in a few years or a dozen years, I would like to entrust you with some tasks. If you are willing, we can reach more cooperation."
This statement is obviously effective.
Elrond has a strong connection to the Dúnedain, specifically, his twin brother was the first King of Númenor.
Originally, Elrond and his brother Elros were both half-elves. Later, one of them chose to become an elf and live forever in the world, while the other chose to become a human and rule over Númenor.
Since then, although the two have the same origin, their races are no longer the same, and the manifestation of time on them has become increasingly greater.
Elrond was destined to watch his brother's bloodline die generation after generation, and was destined to experience separation again and again.
But he remained steadfast, guarding the royal bloodline of the Dunedain generation after generation.
Until now.
Back to the topic, Aragorn, the leader of the nomads and the only Dúnedain currently qualified to inherit the throne of Gondor, actually has a blood relationship with Elrond and is the descendant of Elrond's brother.
It is also for this reason that Elrond has always taken good care of the nomads, because the two sides are one family in essence.
"If that's the case..."
Elad and Farodan looked at each other.
This was the first time both of them heard about the relationship between Levi and Yougu.
It would be somewhat abrupt for a relatively unfamiliar and unclear emerging force to suddenly say it wants to help these vagrants whose existence ordinary people don't even know about. It would definitely not be tried unless it is absolutely necessary.
But they must be allies of our own family.
That's normal.
A certain complex suddenly unfolds.
"We are united in our fight against evil."
"I will bring this up at the next tribe meeting. No matter what, we will never forget your help."
So far.
Roadside fort - valley - wanderer.
These three forces are closely linked together, surrounding this vast isolated land.
"They were strong, regal men, and the knights of Rohan looked like children to them. They were solemn-looking, and most of them, even Aragorn himself, had a weathered air, like weathered rocks, and they were silent."
—Gimli (description of the Nomads in the War of the Ring, 3019)
(End of this chapter)
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