Chapter 267: Passing away and watching.
Time flies.
This year, a stronghold north of Roadside Castle near the Etten Wasteland was exposed, and the rangers fought endlessly with the nearby Orcs. During one battle, trolls came down from the mountains and caught the rangers off guard.
At the critical moment, an apprentice ranger named Thorongil stepped forward, bravely fought with the ogre, and almost knocked it down by himself.
He was later nominated as an outstanding graduate by his captain, and the other squad members agreed.
Very few people can be awarded the Outstanding Ranger Graduate Medal by Wayside Fort. Take Arwen, the ranger captain who led Aragorn, for example. He fought against wights, saved villagers, participated in countless Orc extermination operations, and escorted a caravan all the way to Gondor. He was awarded the Outstanding Graduate Medal of Wayside Fort only after the lord personally added points.
This shows the high value of this medal.
——High in every sense of the word, this medal may look gray on the outside, but it is pure gold on the inside.
It is highly concealed and although it looks inconspicuous, its value is extremely high.
In 2952, apart from some trivial matters that can be skipped, the only major event worth mentioning was that Levi found the Star of Elendil that had been lost for thousands of years. With his hands, this symbol of Arnor's royal power was able to see the light of day again.
However, for safety reasons, both the Star of Elendil and the fragments of the Sword of Narsil were entrusted to Rivendell for safekeeping and care by the elves.
After visiting the Valley, Levi has been staying peacefully in his territory, and his subjects often see him talking to some people.
Some of those people are retired workers, and some are the best people in their respective industries.
He talked and learned from the men in the workshops and smithies.
The days passed slowly.
When the time came to the beginning of 2953, a piece of news came out: the infamous King Fingol of Rohan could not bear the torture of illness, and finally took his last breath and died at home.
Many marshals, high-ranking officials and people of Rohan collectively asked Senger, the only legitimate heir of Rohan, to return to the country to succeed to the throne.
Even though he was quite reluctant, Senger eventually returned to Rohan with his family and ascended the throne as the 16th King of Rohan.
He was forced to start cleaning up the mess left by his rotten father.
But this year, King Fenger was not the only one who could not hold on.
"Exelion...Exelion..."
A weak voice was heard from the bedroom of the Prime Minister of Gondor.
"Father, I'm here."
Ecthelion ran to the bedside and took Turgon's hand.
Turgon turned his head and looked at his still energetic son, and many past events emerged in his mind.
“It’s really fast…”
Ecselion's nose felt sore, and he lowered his head, blinking continuously to avoid appearing cowardly in front of his father.
"Lift up your head, child, and let me see your face."
"You... and Denethor, you must live well and witness the prosperity of Gondor."
"I swear, Father."
The moment the words came out, Ecselion could no longer suppress the impulse in his eyes.
A line of tears fell, shattering his reserve.
'What does Denethor do?' asked Turgon, with difficulty opening his eyes.
"He just returned from a battle, father."
"Well done. Call him over here later so I can see how brave he is."
"good."
At the mention of Denethor, Ecthelion suddenly thought of something.
"Father, the Golden Apple is with Denethor, perhaps it can..."
Turgon shook his head slightly.
"It's no use, Ecthelion. You should understand that I'm not sick. It's just that the time has come."
Ecthelion fell silent.
"One last thing."
Turgon said: "I want to see Levi again."
"I'll send someone to look for him right away."
An expedited letter was delivered to Roadside Fort.
On the day the letter arrived, Levi went through the Hell Gate to the Gondor stronghold and went straight to the Prime Minister's bedroom.
"good afternoon."
When he saw the prime minister who was on the verge of death, Levi didn't know what to say for a moment.
The sun was setting, and the rosy glow of the sunset shone in, but it could not add a single bit of redness to his face.
"Good afternoon, my friend."
Turgon grinned.
He gestured behind Levi and said, "You two go out first, I have something to say."
Even though they were reluctant, Ecselion and another energetic young man still walked out.
"Well, my friend, do you feel the time is passing by so quickly?"
Turgon looked at the closed door, then at Levi, and said, 'Denethor is a valiant warrior, for he has just come back from slaying a dozen orcs with his own hands.'
"I have to say, it's really excellent." Li Wei answered sincerely.
"He will be very happy to hear this."
call--
Turgon breathed a sigh of relief.
"A new era is about to begin, and we old guys should make way for the young ones."
"But you're different."
"You seem to have never changed in the past ten years..."
Levi remained silent.
As if he was thinking of some past events, Turgon suddenly laughed.
"I actually thought about making you surrender. I was probably not as clear-headed as I am now."
"Thanks to Eccelion, he stopped me from my paranoid folly."
"He's a good kid, isn't he?"
"He is indeed a good person." Levi gave a pertinent answer.
Turgon nodded and said, "I believe Gondor will prosper under his rule, not only Ecthelion, but also Denethor."
"For thousands of years, our family has protected everything in Gondor and has never had any intention of usurping the throne. The throne is beside us, and our eyes are always on the people below the throne."
"I do not know what the future of Gondor will be, nor do I know how this world will end."
"I only know that for us, nothing is eternal, everything has an end, whether it is life, prosperity, or anything else."
Having said this, Turgon drew his breath and paused before continuing:
"I would like to ask for your forgiveness here."
Li Wei shook his head and said, "It was a long time ago. I didn't remember it for a long time. I forgot it the next day."
"No, that's not what I'm talking about. What I want to say is that in the days ahead, the rulers of Gondor may accidentally do something wrong. I want to ask for your forgiveness in advance."
"Tolerance..."
Is it just tolerance, not even forgiveness?
"I promise."
Turgon smiled slightly, and his body relaxed, as if he had finished all the important things in the past and could finally rest.
After a moment, he suddenly said, "My time has come to an end."
"So--"
"Goodnight...friend?"
"Good night."
".friend."
The sun sets.
Turgon closed his eyes.
In 2953 of the Third Age, Turgon, the 24th Ruling Steward of Gondor, died.
He was 98 years old.
During his reign, Gondor was at peace.
…
The tall maolong trees sway in the wind, and golden flowers bloom among their branches.
Spring has also arrived in Lubianbao.
A new small earthen grave was built next to the golden tree.
Little Pink was lying beside the small earthen grave, basking in the sun, looking lazy.
Few people know what is buried in that small earthen grave.
Only the cook who had always been in charge of Xiaofen's meals planted a yellow dandelion flower there and let it sway in the wind.
The cook still performed his duties, greeting Xiaofen every day and serving its favorite food, but most of the time Xiaofen would just move its tail, sniff the food on the plate in front of it, and then continue to lie there motionless.
The figure who always likes to play around can no longer be seen in the territory. Most of the time, it likes to coil up somewhere and close its eyes for the whole day.
A hand clapped on the dragon's head and touched the scales that were as hard as iron.
Xiaofen opened his eyes, rubbed his body upwards, and finally had an appetite and licked the food brought by the chef with his tongue.
The dragon and the man just sat on the grass, watching over the land.
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