hp lord of the rings still time

"Do you know about the Númenor Empire?" Although the girl didn't ask about his origin, Cyril Ryder wanted to tell Kleist, probably not wanting to just leave in obscurity.

"I know, I have seen their big ships before, but they shouldn't be here."

"Yes, they are not allowed to come to Middle-earth, but they have been doing this for a long time. My country has been doing business with them for a long time. They are a group of bandits, liars! If I had known..." Cyril De suddenly became excited.

"What do you trade with them?" Kleist interrupted him.

"Gold, iron ore, we have the best mines." Cyril Ryder said proudly, and then whispered like a deflated ball, "Now there are no more, those bandits stole our gold , destroyed our mine."

"I thought that only dwarves like mining." Kleist said after thinking, "So you chased here because you wanted to get back the stolen goods, and then fought with them and finally failed."

"Yes, they are a bunch of vile thieves who refuse to deliver their goods after they have taken away the gold. This is the last time they come. They know that our mines are exhausted and useless, so they treat us like that. We Just wanting to get back our gold."

"You can't beat the Númenorians, so go home with your lives. As far as I know, the Númenor Empire is very rich, why do they need so much gold and iron ore?" Kleist played with his wand asked casually.

"We never asked, and we don't want to know what they are doing. You know we just want to exchange supplies for the winter. I have to go back and tell my people the news of the failure, so that everyone can get ready again." He began to grope for himself, and after searching for a long time, he took out a golden button engraved with a mountain pattern and handed it to Kleist, "You saved me, I can't repay you now, please take this, there is my button on it." The family crest, if one day you come to the Northern Kingdom, you can use it as a token, and I, Cyril Ryder, will be at your disposal."

Kleist took the button and looked at it carefully for a while, put it in his own interspatial bag, and nodded.

Seeing that she had accepted it, Cyril Ryder asked with a relieved smile, "May I know your name?".

Kleist looked at him with a half-smile, and Cyril Ryder swallowed nervously because of her direct gaze, fearing that he would throw him down, and quickly explained: "I don't mean anything malicious, if it's inconvenient for you Never mind!"

"I'm just thinking about how much ore your northern kingdom has shipped to the Numenoreans over the years. If you can give it to the Numenoreans, why can't you sell it to us? Do you still have iron ore?"

"You?" Cyril Ryder looked at Kleist suspiciously, "Who are you, you also want to buy ore? Can you make the decision?"

"My father can make the decision. With this, your people can come to us. We won't lie to you." Kleist handed him a gold Galleon with a green leaf logo and a gold Gallon.

"This is the words on it, I'm sorry, I haven't seen it."

"Woodland Kingdom is written in elves. We live in the big green forest. You can think about it before winter comes."

"You are not an elf, but, this is very strange." Cyril Ryder didn't know how to express it.

"That's not your business." Kleist refused coldly.

Cyril Ryder sat on the side holding the gold coin with a tangled face, and they didn't speak again for the rest of the journey.

Seeing more and more boats around, Kleist knew that the ferry was approaching, she knocked on the wooden boat, started to let it appear on the lake, and took the paddle and threw it to Cyril Ryder, giving him a blow. Wink.Cyril Ryder began to pretend to row.

The boat slowly approached the Carlow Bay Ferry, where boats came and went. This dilapidated boat was inconspicuous here. Kleist saw the need to drive the boat to the shore, and found a place with few people to stop.

"Goodbye, good luck!" Kleist packed up his things and got up, turned around and left after speaking.

"Thank you for your blessing." Cyril Ryder hurriedly got up and bowed to her.Kleist said goodbye, jumped ashore, put on his hood, and left without looking back.

Cyril Ryder watched her disappear at the edge of the forest, sighed melancholy, and rowed away in the boat.

Kleist was trotting forward almost all the way, and the joy of being home filled her chest, making the corners of her mouth unconsciously smile.

Kleist walked quickly on the old forest road, and she scanned the side of the road quickly. After a while, she found the sign of the woodland kingdom.She turned into the path and walked into the depths of the forest, and found the elf trail, which made her feel even happier. She began to hum a song, running and jumping forward.

"I'm back!" Kleist shouted excitedly in Elvish.

"Where did I borrow a passer-by, so it's your loud voice! You know how to come back after playing wild outside!" Kleist's good mood was immediately pushed to the corner by these harsh words.

Kleist was furious and yelled, "Thranduil, don't even think about the candy I brought this time, it's not your share."