Sword and Magic and Taxi

Different from the three people who have their own evil intentions, Zeratul's idea is very simple: to pick up his sister, join the army of the Elf King together, defeat Sauron, and become the hero of the Elf.

There are no detours, this is a straight path, and it will definitely be full of difficulties and dangers, but it is a just and correct path, and Zeratul can't ask for more. He has fulfilled his promise to Blackfoot and even kept his secret. This time, his sister should be able to go with him.

If there were no Celebrimbor, then the Blackfoot of Tewildor Mordor would be an alternative place to stay. There are so many mysteries about this strange orc, and his abilities are endless, and Zeratul can't understand them at all. To others, Blackfoot is a tough guy with great martial arts skills and a bad temper. In the eyes of some people who specialize in studying him, he has a more cunning and sinister impression. But Zeratul knew that hidden under Blackfoot's muscles was not just a little cleverness, but something deeper and more terrifying. The power he has revealed is just the tip of the iceberg, there are more and more incredible lurking in the depths.

But he did not tell this to Celebrimbor.

Along the way, Zeratul was pondering this question. Why did he not tell the Elf King about the strange things he saw? Blackfoot can conjure bows and arrows, Blackfoot can appear from the void, Blackfoot has blue eyes that can monitor the entire territory, Blackfoot can...

There were too many things. He saw them all and remembered them in his heart, but he never said them out loud. Maybe he was worried that Blackfoot would hear what he said and do whatever he wanted to his sister if he got upset. However, Blackfoot doesn't seem to be that kind of person. It seems that he is more interested in dogs than women. I don't know if this is a good or bad thing...

Zeratul shook his head. It was better not to think about this and take his sister away quickly. He specially picked the best horse and marched day and night toward the Blackfoot settlement. I don’t know why, but I didn’t encounter a single patrol along the way. This is too abnormal.

It wasn't until he was very close to the Blackfoot settlement that Zeratul had to dismount. He repeated his old tricks and sneaked into the orc slave-trading team, and then when he arrived in the settlement, everything went frighteningly smoothly.

This gave him a creepy feeling, as if everything he did was controlled by some invisible force. If you let him in safely, you can let him in safely; but if you let him disappear without any reason, it seems to be less difficult. If the Blackfeet were responsible for all this, it would be terrible. He must remind Lord Celebrimbor that the orc...

It could be that his nervousness exposed his whereabouts, or it could be that people knew exactly where he was and what he was doing. The food reserve rarely left the tower, took a few steps to Zeratul, and sniffed him with his nose. The smell of charcoal fire emanated from the big dog's mouth, making Zeratul's heart beat faster. He quickly took out the blue dire wolf fang and showed it to the reserve food in his hand.

The big dog sniffed carefully and then snorted. Finally, it tugged on Zeratul's trousers, signaling to follow. The door to the tower of Blackfoot's residence opened by itself when the food reserves approached, and then closed by itself after Zeratul entered.

Brother, you're back! Thrandis shouted excitedly. Although she was dressed in the coarse cloth common to slaves, she looked nothing like a slave. She jumped up from the chair, holding a book in her hand, and there were biscuits and tea on the table next to her.

What are you reading? Zeratul originally wanted to ask her how she was doing, but he obviously already had the answer.

It was a book of elven poetry copied by humans. Lord Blackfoot's men found it from the tomb of a certain Gondor general and thought it was something important. It finally came to me. Thrandis said: I'm fine. How are you, brother?

I have completed my mission and can pick you up.

The Lord Blackfoot has seen Celebrimbor? What is the situation? Can you tell me?

What time is it? Let's leave here first! Zeratul said anxiously.

You can't leave here yet, you need to wait a while.

Accompanied by a clear and sweet voice, a fair and tender little girl with blue eyes, a horn on her head and a tail behind her came down from the second floor. Show me the commander's token.

Who are you? Zeratul's heart sank when he saw those blue eyes. Those big blue eyes were staring at his back, and then disappeared inexplicably. However, he still opened his palm and showed off the blue dire wolf fangs.

Blue, that means the Dark Lord has taken action. Xiaohua, who was possessed by the Gardener Dragon, rolled his eyes, and then said: A-Liang, go and let that guy go. It's best to take him farther away. , don’t forget to leave a clue!”

Reserve Liang nodded and disappeared in a sudden burst of smoke.

Zeratul took a breath of air, what was happening in front of him! How come everyone has the ability to appear and disappear out of thin air? He looked at his sister and didn't see any surprised expression on her face, which meant she knew it all! But she didn't tell herself! A complex feeling of abandonment welled up in his throat. He fell heavily into the chair, sighed and said, Are we not allowed to leave?

That's not true. The Lord Commander said that as long as you come back with the dire wolf's fang, it means you have completed your mission and can take your sister away. Different colors are just another piece of information and have nothing to do with this matter. .”

Are you the real leader and Blackfoot is your thug?

Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, then giggled. It's true sometimes, he'll hit whoever I tell him to hit. But I won't abuse that trust.

Thrandis walked to her brother, knelt down and held his hand, saying: Brother, stay. Thanks to your efforts, we have fulfilled the Star Elf's prophecy, and the result is even better than we originally imagined. Even better. The Blackfoot Commander is not an orc, that is just his disguise. His true identity is... Thrandis glanced at Xiaohua, and then said: He is the initiate of the star elves and the mentor of psychic powers. I have learned to use my psychic powers for simple healing!

I just want to ask, is he an elf?

No. Xiaohua replied directly.

But Lord Celebrimbor is. We should go find our compatriots.

Xiaohua and Thrandis shook their heads together, Lord Celebrimbor was once an elf, but now he is just a ghost. He can only return to Valinor and wash away the evil remnants of the Dark Lord's torture in the temple of Valinor. , can the elves be restored. This is the conclusion we came to together after research.