Chapter 386 Meeting in the Great Hall
Tons, tonnes, tonnes, tonnes…
After drinking a glass of milk, Levi's vision became clear.
"You're awake."
A big face was blocking it.
"Gandalf, why are you here?"
In the room outside the main hall, Li stood up with his hand covering his head and shook his head to get rid of the smell of alcohol.
"Phew—that was close. I almost fainted."
Drunk... Although it is a buff that can be cleared for him, he still feels dizzy when the buff layers are stacked too high, which is still a bit difficult to deal with.
In fact, halfway through drinking, he was already dizzy and lost his balance, and could only lean on the chair.
Then he poured himself a glass of wine instinctively and drank it. Later, he didn't hear what Legolas said to others.
"I didn't expect you to be so unrestrained."
Gandalf rolled his eyes.
"Look, I never drink too much. Drinking is something that should be done in moderation."
"If other people heard you say this, they would probably find it disappointing."
"Spoil the fun? That's not right. I didn't try to stop them."
"That's right."
"Have you rested?"
"very good."
"Then remember to come to the hall later. We need to discuss the follow-up actions."
Gandalf left after leaving a few words of advice.
Inside the house, Levi stretched and felt refreshed for a rare moment.
Such lively scenes actually happen once or twice a year in Lubianbao, but this is the first time to see such a scene in other places.
It can be considered a group outing.
The cocktail party is over now, and everyone can rest or sleep.
But there are always people who can't sleep.
"Boromir?"
Beside a small mound somewhere, Levi looked up and saw a gloomy-looking figure standing there.
Judging from the style of the cloak, there is currently no other person in Rohan wearing the same one as him.
"What's wrong? You don't look very happy."
Levi walked up behind him.
Boromir raised his head, his eyes filled with lingering worry and fatigue.
"I had a dream. In the dream, Gondor was burning with fire, darkness covered the earth, the city walls collapsed, and the white trees were broken..."
"This dream gave me a bad feeling."
Levi patted Boromir on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work over the years."
"Let's go."
"Where are you going?"
"Go to the hall. We need to discuss some things. Also, I have some news to share."
…
"The host gathered within Mordor is moving southwards, past Ithilien, towards Minas Tirith."
A moment later, in the hall, Levi announced the news he had learned to the gathered people.
"In addition, Pelargir is facing a great crisis. A large fleet is heading there, intending to capture Pelargir first and then go straight to Minas Tirith to participate in the siege."
The situation suddenly became critical.
Hearing this news, Boromir lowered his head, fidgeting, and wished he could fly back right away.
"I can't stay here any longer."
He stood up and said, "Gondor needs me. I must return to the front line to fight. There is no time to lose."
"I'm sorry, I have to say goodbye to you all here first."
"Take it easy, Boromir."
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Aragorn stepped forward and blocked his way.
"Just be patient, I will be with you."
"Gondor shall not perish."
It was just a short sentence, but it was spoken in a gentle tone, yet it seemed quite firm and convincing.
The two looked at each other for a while. Boromir looked into Aragorn's eyes, and finally suppressed his restless heart for the time being and turned back.
Seeing Boromir return to his seat, Gandalf stepped forward and continued Levi's words:
"The defeat at Helm's Deep made the enemy realize one thing: humans were not as fragile as he imagined. Even when they were at a disadvantage, they still had the courage and strength to fight him."
"He is restless and anxious, as the situation in Gondor proves to us."
"He will do everything in his power to raze Minas Tirith to the ground and to break through Gondor, to avoid putting himself at a complete disadvantage."
"We don't have much time. We must warn Gondor so they can prepare in advance."
"I'll go."
Boromir stepped forward and said, "I must return to defend my home."
"There's no point in you going back alone."
Aragorn, who had been thinking about something since a while ago, stopped him again and said, "There are other things we can do."
At this time, Boromir was really a little anxious. He turned around and whispered to Aragorn in a hurried tone: "What are you hiding?"
"I can sense that you have been preoccupied since the beginning of the meeting. Tell me, what are your plans?"
"I'm going to raise an army."
"What army, of Rohan, or of the Free Cities?"
"No, neither."
Aragorn shook his head and turned aside.
At the right moment, two people walked into the hall door side by side.
Two elves.
Elladan and Elrohir, the elven twins and children of Elrond.
"Father sent us a message."
"Time is short, if you want to hurry, don't forget the way of the dead."
"The Road of the Dead..."
Boromir repeated the place name, and his mind automatically began to search.
"I remember that place. It is said that the path there is full of wandering ghosts. They were all the mountain people who broke their oaths and were cursed by the previous king and could never be freed."
"Does that mean you plan to gather an army..."
Aragorn nodded.
Boromir immediately made a decision: "This journey is too dangerous. I will go with you."
"And us."
Gimli and Legolas also came up.
As for their partners, they are always willing to go into danger with them and live and die together.
Aragorn smiled, and that said it all.
"Then Gondor..." Boromir turned his head.
"Leave Gondor to me."
Gandalf accepted the task.
"I will go and warn your father and ask him to prepare as soon as possible."
“It might be tough though.”
The meeting did not last long.
Time was urgent and there was no time to waste, so everyone started to act immediately.
But before Aragorn and his party set off, there was still something to do.
It was not only the two sons of Elrond who came to support him, but also a group of wanderers named 'Grey Brigade', which came specifically to assist Aragorn's actions. There were a total of thirty people in this group.
The leader of this team is...
"Falodane?"
Levi, who was passing by, suddenly stood next to the team and called out the name of the person in the front.
"Why are you here too?"
Farodan lifted his hood, revealing his weathered face.
"I learned about the situation here from Rivendell, and came with my tribe to support our leader."
"You are really low-key."
“It’s just everyday life.”
While the two were talking, Aragorn also came over.
Farodan immediately stepped forward and said:
"We have brought something with us, entrusted to Arwen of Rivendell."
He showed an item that he had been keeping safe.
A flag - a royal flag sewn by Arwen herself, this flag represents Isildur's supreme kingship and can prove Aragorn's identity.
Aragorn stroked the flag that embodied his lover's hard work and smiled.
He said to Farodan, "Please keep it safe for me."
It can be said that these two people are quite familiar with each other now.
Farodan holds a special position in Aragorn's heart. On the one hand, it is because of the influence of Levi. On the other hand, in the more than 60 years since he went out to gain experience, the two of them have often acted together or had in-depth exchanges.
From Farodin, Aragorn learned more about Levi's deeds and learned a lot from him.
To Aragorn, Farodan is not only a close tribesman, but also a reliable and trustworthy elder.
Therefore, he was willing to let Farodan carry the flag for him.
(End of this chapter)
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