"Hello! Are you the bearded dwarf who is particularly good at iron making and smelting metals?!"

During the two days I spent in Rivendell recently, after careful research and discussion, Anne and Tibers quickly formulated a small plan to subvert the Middle-earth world of the Lord of the Rings and cause trouble for the indigenous gods here!

However, after thinking about it again, they found that the plan was all very good and it seemed that the feasibility of implementing it was quite high? However, when magic was not used at will, Anne found that the only shortcomings were: she urgently needed some experts who were particularly good at smelting metals and special research on building machinery!

She had considered cultivating some human blacksmiths, but after asking some elves, she realized that human iron smelting technology is now very primitive. It is just a time when small workshops produce and build agricultural tools, cold weapons and armor, and it cannot meet her basic requirements at all!

As for the elves, let alone, she could see that those elves were too lazy to die! Although their skills were pretty good, their scale was too small and the number of craftsmen was pitifully small. Sometimes, they would take several times more time to carve those useless patterns to build a sword? This weight of efficiency was absolutely unwilling tolerate Anne!

So, when she didn't think about what to do, she found that a group of dwarves came to Rivendell? So, after hearing that dwarves were good at mining and iron smelting, she hurriedly came up as soon as possible.

"Ha? There is actually a little girl from humans here in Rivendale?"

I just arrived at Rivendell, just as the elves that made them very upset were leading them to sit down and rest in a hall, suddenly, Ge Yin's son Ge Luoyin, the old dwarf who had once fought with Thorin Oak Shield and fought the evil dragon, saw a little human girl rushing in outside the door?

"Yes, we should be the kind of bearded dwarf you mentioned who is good at mining and smelting metals! In fact, all of our dwarfs are good at mining and smelting metals!"

Thinking that this little girl was Groyin, a child from a human noble family who also came to Rivendale, touched her beard and laughed without any mind.

"That's it? So, do you accept employment? I need some dwarves to work for me, and I can pay you!"

Since these dwarves were indeed the kind of coolie she needed, Anne spoke impatiently. If she hadn't promised not to use magic casually, a contract would have been passed, so why would it take such trouble?

"Uh...why not? If you can afford to pay..."

After looking at his companions and son Jin Li, Ge Luoyin said half-jokingly.

He did not think that this little human girl could afford to hire them, dwarves. After all, they had been expeditioning Gushan with Thorin for decades ago, after killing Smaug, they obtained endless gold and wealth. Now their Turin dwarves tribes in Gushan and Iron Hill live a wealthy life and are not short of money.

"Great! I need at least two hundred dwarf craftsmen to work for me. If you can find them for me, these magical gems with magic will all belong to you!"

Without hesitation, Anne took out a large pocket of high-energy crystal directly from her seemingly narrow pocket, and then pushed it in front of the dwarf leader so generously.

"How did you make this pocket come out? Are you...a wizard?!"

"Although it's a bit offensive, I still want to make it clear: Actually, we, the Dwarves of Turin are not short of money..."

After frowned, he looked up and down for a while at the little girl standing in front of him, Ge Luoyin opened the pocket with a little curiosity. Then, he instantly tied the pocket at a faster speed and directly held it tightly in his arms.

This action made his son Jin Li, who was next to him, muttered and glared at his old father in dissatisfaction. He hadn't had time to see clearly what was inside!

"This time we came to Rivendale's team, and there were about 300 guards, and they were all skilled craftsmen! I would like to ask you, how long do you need us to do for you?"

Ge Luoyin, who originally planned to go back after the meeting at Rivendell, suddenly felt that if he could make some extra money, it seemed to be a good choice? Anyway, he was idle, and he had nothing to do when he went back to Gushan, right?

"Well... I want you to help me with work for so long!"

After thinking for a while, little Annie, who was not very clear about the price, stretched out her two white and tender fingers after discussing with the bear for a while. She thought, it should be almost done in two months, right?

"Two years? Deal!!!"

“…”

———

"Welcome to Imratchi..."

In front of an unusually ancient elves building in Rivendale, beside a stream, and under the shade of a huge oak tree, here, the Nordo elves placed a circle of large backrest wooden chairs around the trunk. Whether it was humans from Gondor, dwarfs from the lonely mountain, Sylvan wood elves from the dark forest, or the messengers of the Los Rollin elves from the Golden Forest, they all sat in their seats and formed a large circle to listen to the speech of the organizer of the meeting, King Aaron of the High Elves of the Nordo.

Of course, here, in addition to the messengers of the major forces mentioned above, there are also the gray-robed wizard Gandalf, his friend Aragon, the preceptor Frodo, and a little human girl who is looking around, obviously absent-minded, and seems to feel a little impatient?

"Today, you are summoned here together to deal with the threat of Mordor."

"Believe me, Middle-earth has reached its most critical moment! If you continue to do nothing, by then no race will be able to survive this catastrophe!"

"There are only two choices left for you now: either, unite! or, perish..."

King Ailon stood in front of the main seat next to the trunk of the oak tree, looking at the representatives of each tribe with their own thoughts. He tried his best to speak in a solemn tone, while attracting the attention of these people.

"We don't have much time anymore. Until now, Sauron's magic eyes are still watching here! In a short while, all the races in Middle-earth world will not be able to escape this fate and this disaster!"

When he saw that the dwarves in the seat were a little absent-minded, but the human messenger seemed to have other purposes, King Ailon could only sigh inwardly.

Now, just from the attitudes of representatives from all parties, he could almost see that in the face of the threat of Sauron and his evil forces, the Dwarves of Turin obviously had no concerns about themselves! And the human kingdom Gondor, which was the first to be brutal, seemed to have ulterior motives to come here?

As for the two elves, we can't ask for too much...

After all, the two tribes have now begun to organize their tribes to respond to the call of the gods, go to the shore of Gray Harbor, prepare to cross the sea westward, and take a boat to Amenzhou along the straight channel, right? How many elves are there who are still willing to stay in the world in the middle of the way?

"Okay, please bring the ring over, Frodo..."

Since representatives of all races seem a little absent-minded now, King Ailon is too lazy to say more, so he just goes straight to the topic.

If it were the Supreme Lord of the Ring, these people who came here would definitely be interested, right?

So, while looking at the Hobbit, King Ailon reached out to a small stone platform in the middle, and made a call, indicating that Frodo could put the Supreme Lord of the Ring here for the time being.

“…”

Seeing that King Ailon wanted to hand over his ring, Frodo did not hesitate and took two steps forward.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, he walked to the front of the small stone table, and took out the golden ring that countless people had dreamed of, said to have endless magic and power, and gently placed it flat in the middle of the tabletop of the stone table.

"this……"

After seeing the small golden ring on the stone table clearly, representatives of various races began to get restless.

"The legend is actually true..."

At this time, Gondor's representative, Boromir, the eldest son of Gundo's current regent, Dinaser II, suddenly lit up after seeing the Supreme Lord of the Ring, and he kept rubbing his bearded chin, wondering what other tricks were being made.

At this time, the hobbit Frodo, who put down the ring and returned to his seat, breathed a sigh of relief as if he was relieved.

He thought that after handing over this ring, he would soon get rid of all this, and then happily return to Shire with his partner Sam and others?

However, what he didn't know was that this Supreme Lord Ring had just been placed on the stone round table, and it had more or less had some very bad influence on the representatives of all races here.

"In my dream, I saw the sky in the east dim..."

At this time, Boromir, the representative of the human race in the Kingdom of Gondor, stood up first.

"But in the West, there is still a glimmer of light..."

"A voice kept shouting to me: Your destruction is close! The nemesis of Essidor has been found..."

As he spoke, Boromir slowly moved forward, constantly approaching the stone round table, and then slowly stretched out his trembling hand, as if he wanted to pick up the Supreme Lord of the Ring on the table?!

"Boromir!"

When Boromir was about to touch the Lord of the Ring, King Ailon wanted to speak out and stop him, but he didn't expect that Gandalf, a gray-robed wizard sitting next to him and being closely guarded, would take the lead in taking action?

An obscure fishing gear began to echo in everyone's ears, and Boromir, who was about to touch the ring, instantly retracted his hand.

I don’t know what spell did Gandalf Maiya recite, or was he intending to give a warning to the representatives of the tribes here?

So, while he kept chanting the spell loudly, the entire Rivendell sky suddenly became dark. At the same time, the tremor made everyone feel a spurt of dizziness, forcing Boromir, who was about to meet the Supreme Lord of the Ring, had to step back step by step and collapse back to his original seat.

“…”

"Tsk! Aren't you right to use powerful magic at will? What's the point of this if it's large magic?!"

Compared to the dizzy and painful look that others were showing, Anne next to her seemed much more natural.

Now she just glanced at the old man in front of her with disdain, and muttered in a low voice unhappily.

Fortunately, he had said before that he was not allowed to use too powerful magic in front of mortals. He has used it directly now? This large-scale biological shock technique that can affect climate and senses can still be classified into ordinary small-power magic?

This is obviously a different way of treating it! When I was on Earth, what did Anne accidentally say the sentence that she saw on her own accident? By the way! It seems that only officials are allowed to light the lights and not to set fire to civilians?

It seems...probably...that's what happened anyway?

Hum! Let's take a look. At that time, if she doesn't mess up the Middle Earth world of their gods, she will never leave here easily!

"No one has ever dared to recite such an evil spell in Imratre (Rivendale)! Gandalf..."

King Ailon recognized it directly. The mantra that Gandalf had just recited was the inscription on the Supreme Lord Ring, and then it also drove the magic power of the Lord Ring itself, which caused such a great strange phenomenon in the world.

Therefore, when everything returned to its original state, the elf king Ailon stared at Gandalf who had been seated again with a bad expression.

"I know what I did, and I don't pray for your forgiveness, King Ailon..."

"Because, the dark spell from Mordor may not take long before it will resound throughout the Western world in Middle-earth! So, I am just reminding you that this Supreme Lord of Ring is an evil existence, and we must discuss how to deal with it!"

Gandalf stood up again, explaining slowly, looking around the representatives of various tribes with sharp eyes and warning again. He did not want to see the rash ghost who appeared like the rash Boromir just now, who wanted to step forward and touch the ring.

"No...this is a gift, it's a gift against Mordor!"

When Gandalf had just finished speaking, he was about to go back to sit down, Boromir from Gondor stood up again and pointed at the Lord of the Rings.

"Why don't we try to use this ring well? My father, the Regent of the Kingdom of Gondor, has always been committed to resisting the forces of Mordor on the east side of the Anduin River..."

"It is precisely because our Gondor people are fighting bloodily that you can save it!"

Looking at the Nodo elves, Golden Forest elves and dwarves who were on the west side of Middle-earth, Boromire began to become unfriendly and he spoke in a stern voice.

"Now, I suggest that we hand over this ring to Gondor, and let us use it to fight our common enemies!"

All along, the only ones who fought against the orc army of Mordor on the front line were the Gondor Kingdom and the army of Gondor, and only the people of Gondor died!

They Gondor fought the remnants of Mordor for countless years, and even more than a thousand years ago, they lost Minas Ishir, the former capital of their kingdom, for this!

Until now, in recent times, Mordor's offensive has become stronger and stronger. Boromir, a senior general of Gondor, has long known that if he continues like this with the power of Gondor alone, he will definitely not be able to resist it for long...

So, now at Rivendell, when he saw this legendary Supreme Lord of the Ring with great magic and power, and when he thought of Boromir, who was all the legends and records, he was very eager to get this ring and use it to change the current increasingly depressed military power of Gondor.

This is also what his father, Gondor Prime Minister Di Nasser II, expected, and was also the reason why Boromir temporarily left the front line of Osgilias and came here to act as an envoy in person!

"I'm sorry, you can't control it, and no one here can do it! The Supreme Lord Ring, it only obeys the orders of the Demon Lord Sauron, and it has no other master!"

At this time, Aragon, who had been silently sitting as the audience, couldn't help but speak.

"Oh? It's so ridiculous! You... a mere ranger? How much do you know?!"

After hearing someone behind him dared to refute him, Boromir turned around immediately.

When he discovered that it was the night before, the strange human man he saw at the place where the fragments of the Nasir's Holy Sword were placed, he couldn't help but start to get angry.

What is Boromire's identity? He is not only the eldest son of the Regent of Gondor, but also the front-line general of Gondor. He has been fighting with the Mordor army on both sides of the Anduin River for many years. He is also the ambassador for the Kingdom of Gondor to preside over the meeting this time!

What is the identity of the man in front of him? He dared to speak out before all the other qualified envoys of power would speak?!

"Okay, I actually wanted to say it long ago!"

"I don't have much opinions on other representatives or messengers of all forces who are qualified to sit here for meetings! I don't even have much thoughts about the Hobbit who brought us the Lord of the Rings! But who is this man? Why is he qualified to sit here and listen to us discussing major issues concerning the survival of Middle-earth?"

"And! This little girl here! Who is she? If I read it correctly, she is just a little human girl, right? Why can she sit here too? Could she be a princess from a certain country?!"

After staring at Aragon with a bad look, Boromir turned to look at the other side, the little human girl who was sitting next to Gandalf, still looking around, holding a plush teddy bear, unwilling to restless for a moment!

In Boromir's opinion, this little girl is only about eight years old at most, right?

So, he didn't understand why such a young girl was allowed to attend the meeting in such a grand and important meeting like now? In the western part of Middle-earth, Boromir didn't remember that there were any kingdoms or forces that were qualified to attend the meeting? Not to mention sending a young girl to attend! Could it be that all the men in their country were dead?!

"What's your business here?!"

Originally, in extreme boredom, Anne was looking up at a sleepy red and green bird staying in the nest on the branch of the big oak tree. She thought, after a while, should she find an opportunity to grab it, pluck it and roast it? Or steam it?

But she didn't expect that she was fine and didn't bother anyone. Why did this bearded uncle come to blame himself? She just didn't want to come. Did he think he really want to attend this broken meeting?

So, Anne, who refused to suffer losses, glared back viciously at the first moment!

If it weren't for the big elf boss, King Ailon, who was sitting in the first place, and Gandalf, the old bearded thief next to her, she wouldn't want to attend this Lord of the Rings conference. Just now, she was almost bored! If you have time to listen to these strange uncles here, it would be better to fly to the tree to catch the big bird that looks delicious!

The left and right are just a ragged ring, so what's so rare?

If she had to deal with it herself, she would throw it into her own space bag casually, and surely the great lich named Sauron would never find it in her life! Or would she just burn it with flames?

No matter how bad it is, she can open a long-distance portal and directly reach the top of the pass of the Doomsday Volcano, and then easily throw the rag down?

Of course, although little Annie has a way to deal with it, she just doesn't say it out and pisses them to death! Let them go in a hurry!

"Ahem...I forgot to introduce it to everyone..."

Hearing Boromire's questioning, Gandalf, who was sitting beside him, reached out and comforted him, and then quickly introduced him to the other messengers:

"This is Lord Anne Hasta, as you can see, she is indeed a human."

"But... she is also a witch who is stronger than me! So, Boromir, I think it is not a wise choice to offend any such existence..."

Gandalf's meaning is already very obvious. He should admit his mistake and apologize as soon as possible. Otherwise, if this little girl gets angry after being annoyed, even he may not be able to stop her.

“…”

Well, such an inconspicuous little girl is actually a wizard who is even more powerful than this old man?! If that is true, then he really can't afford to offend him.

"What about him? Who is he?!"

However, it would be impossible for him to apologize to a little girl, so he had to turn his head awkwardly and look at the ranger who dared to refute his words just now.

He really can't afford to provoke a little girl wizard, but he can always bully and make things difficult for this lonely little ranger, right? Anyway, the Arno Kingdom in the north has long since disbanded, and the rest are all groups of headless rangers fighting for their own battles, and they will never become a big climate!

"He is Aragon, the son of Alagon and Jillreen, and the 39th generation grandson of Essidor! Do you think he is qualified to sit here?"

"And, if I remember correctly, you should now need to swear allegiance to him..."

At this time, a handsome elf who sat aside and had been silent and had a good relationship with Aragon finally couldn't help it, so he suddenly stood up and said loudly.

During the years he traveled in Aragon, he, the elf prince of Sirvan, has formed a deep friendship with Aragon! Now, seeing his friends being troubled, he must have helped him.

In fact, the immortal species of all races here are more or less aware of Aragon, and their friendship is pretty good. At the same time, they also know a little about Aragon's true identity.

Even in the early years, Aragon hid his real name and served as a general under the command of Exilion II, the Regent of Gondor. Not only did he make great achievements for Gondor, but he also made Exilion love this mysterious officer so much that he even surpassed his own son Dinaser!

It’s a pity that the lifespan of ordinary humans is too short. Two generations later, Boromir doesn’t recognize him now. Therefore, it is not entirely unreasonable that Aragon can successfully ascend the throne of Gondor!

Look, except for those who died quickly in the Gondor Kingdom who forgot him, the leaders and minds of other races are not closely related to him? With such a wide connection, let alone legally inherit a kingdom, even if they usurp the throne directly, I guess these big guys present will turn a blind eye, right?

“…”

"Aragorn...? This is the descendant of Essido?!"

If the little witch who was said to be very powerful just now was a person who dared not offend easily and could make him feel scared, then, now this ranger is an existence that can shock Boromir.

Their Gondor Kingdom has been without a king for nearly a thousand years, and has always been regent by the prime minister.

And now, a wild man whom he didn't know just ran out casually, trying to pretend to be the royal family of Gondor and the descendants of Irandir? What a joke!?

So, Boromir was very scheming just now, because he just pointed out that the other party was a descendant of Essido, and did not say anything else!

This is because, after the death of Gondor's king in 1944 in the Third Age, when Gondor faced a succession crisis, the prime minister of Gondor decided and pointed out two very important precedents that influenced the law of Gondor's choice of kings in the future, that is: First, Essidor's heirs must not become Gondor's king! Second, only the oldest or remaining male direct descendants in the Anarion family can ascend to the throne!

So, a very interesting phenomenon appeared here: Elandil was the son of Amendir, Prince Antoniy, Prince Antoniy, and the father of Essidor and Anarion, and the founding kings of the Kingdom of Fangarno in the north of Middle-earth and the Kingdom of Gondor in the south of Middle-earth!

In this way, a strange thing happened: after Elandil's death, Essidor formally transferred Gondor's inheritance to his younger brother Anarion, but he himself chose to go north to the Kingdom of Arno.

Therefore, in terms of legal theory, all the descendants of Esidor's direct or conjuncts must not have the right to inherit the throne of Gondor! However, if Esidor's descendants claim to be the descendants of Erandir, then in terms of law, they must have the absolute right to inherit the Kingdom of Arno and Gondor at the same time!

To put it simply, it is: the descendants of Essidor cannot inherit the Kingdom of Gondor! However, the descendants of Erandir can do it! Even if they are actually the same person!

To put it bluntly, that is: Dad’s son Uncle A cannot inherit the property of Uncle Juesi, but grandfather’s grandson Uncle A, he can! How about it? Is this a very fucking logic?

Now, Aragon is the 39th generation grandson of Essidor. If he dares to inherit the Kingdom of Gondor under this name, Boromir can be confidently drawn out his long sword and start fighting with the other party. Even if he kills the other party directly, no one dares to say a word!

Because, Essidor's thirty-ninth generation grandson had no right to claim the inheritance of Gondor's king!

However, if the Aragon in front of him asked the Prime Minister of the Gondor Kingdom to return the throne of the kingdom to him in the name of the fortieth generation of Irandir's grandson, and if Boromir did not want to rebel and take the name of unfaithfulness, he would have to do it honestly!

“…”

"Gondor has no king! Gondor doesn't need a king now!"

After looking at the Sirvan Elf Representative behind him, turning his head to stare at the so-called son of Alason who was slightly awkward in his position, Boromir snorted coldly, turned his head and walked towards his position, and said in a gloomy tone.

Now, he no longer wants to argue about the Lord of the Rings.

He just sat in his position, gasping heavily while staring at the so-called King of France in the Kingdom of Gondor from time to time.

He Boromir never admits that this so-called son of Alason who has made no contribution to Gondor, but wants to jump out of the peaches at this time!

(PS: Personally, I think that Boromir laid the cause of death because of this sentence that does not admit Aragon! How could Gandalf, an old thief who has lived insidiously and cunningly for thousands of years, tolerate him to continue living as a stumbling block? Otherwise, why is anyone in the Ring Guardian team okay? A few Habi people who have no use of nothing, just let the eldest son of the Prime Minister Gondor who opposed Aragon's succession to the throne die when he goes out?!)

"Aragorn is right, no one of us can use this Supreme Lord Ring!"

After seeing that the two did not have another conflict, Gandalf forced a smile and then quickly summarized it. He did not want both parties to continue to get involved in Aragon's identity! At least, it should not be this time.

"So, we have only one choice left now, that is: try to destroy this evil ring!"

After seeing that everyone finally calmed down, the host of the meeting, King Ailon finally stood up again and said.

Now, the evil forces outside have begun to gather and stare at them, and there are also signs of appearing in Aisinger's powerful orcs, so he, Ailon, can never let the Supreme Lord of the Ring continue to stay at Rivendell! Today, they must make a reasonable choice for this and come up with a plan!

When the speech of the elf king Ailon ended, the representatives of various races began to look at each other in a little.

Obviously, they have no objection to destroy this ring for the time being, and they dare not have any objection! Anyway, the ring must not be taken away by any of the companies here, so it would be ruined and no one could get it. This is a good idea!

But, how to destroy it is a big problem...

"Then what are we waiting for?!"

Suddenly, a honest and reckless voice roared.

Then, before everyone could react, a big bearded dwarf picked up the big axe hidden behind his seat, and went up to the Supreme Lord of the Ring on the stone table, which was a fierce slash that struck Huashan!

The next moment, when a huge collision sound passed, something shocked the dwarves happened: their elite axe, under the huge force, collapsed and shattered into a pile of fragments? And the ring was lying on the stone table without any damage, without even a mark?

"You can't destroy the Supreme Lord Ring, Jin Li, the son of Groyin!"

"In fact, no one here can do this... The Lord of the Ring is made of the flames of the Doomsday Volcano, so it can only be successfully destroyed in the flames of the Doomsday Volcano..."

After staring at the ring on the stone table and the broken axe fragments, King Ailon said word by word.

"Tsk~!"

The little Annie on the other side curled her lips angrily after looking at the dwarf on the ground who was still stunned. The other party had scared away the big bird on the tree that she had stared at for a long time...

As for what the elf leader Ailon said, Anne doesn't quite agree with it.

In her opinion, it is too simple to destroy this ring! Her flame magic technology is the strongest. Burning and melting a ring is just like playing? Where do you need to go to the Doomsday Volcano? But, seeing these people in a hurry but helpless way, she secretly disdained her and didn't say it!

"The Lord of the Ring must go deep into the territory of Mordor, and then put it into the abyss of flames that cast it."

"So, one of you must do this!"

The plan is available, but it is a big question now who will carry out it! After all, this is a mission that will last forever or even be alive without death?

Therefore, after the passage of the elf king Ailong ended, the representatives of all parties instantly became quiet. This was obviously a life-threatening thing. No one dared to speak out first, nor did he want to be the first to be the first bird. They were not stupid!

"Hmph! Stop thinking! Entering Mordor is not an easy task!"

"Where is that dark gate, not only the powerful evil guards, but also the orcs, the demons patrolling day and night! Sauron's evil eyes were also constantly monitoring..."

"Besides, in Mordor, there is still a barren wasteland, covered with flames, dust and ash, and even the air you breathe is filled with poisonous smoke... You don't even have a place to hide your enemies and rest in hiding..."

"So, even if you give me a 10,000 army, I can't fight in! Not to mention trying to sneak in alone..."

Boromir, who had been fighting with Mordor for many years, sneered and said everything he knew at the first time. The scouts of Gondor have been inquiring about the situation in Mordor over the years! Of course, more people were discovered and died tragically by the enemy!

"Didn't you hear what King Ailon said? The Lord of the Rings must be destroyed!"

When the elf prince Leglas saw that this human was actually damaging his morale again, he stood up again and refuted loudly.

"Then what you mean is: it's up to you to do it?"

Seeing the elf he disliked the most, he stood up and Jin Li, who had just cut off the ring but failed, asked loudly in dissatisfaction.

"What if we fail? What should we do if Sauron gets the ring?!"

Boromir stood up again and joined the ranks of loud quarrels.

"Even if I die, I will not hand over the ring to any elf!"

With a louder voice, the bearded dwarf Jin Li was of course unwilling to be inferior, so he also jumped off the chair at the same time and raised his head and started arguing with the tall elf.

Well! Now, the representatives of human Gondor, several Sylvan elves and the dwarves who were originally calm, also stood up and started a group quarrel over the Lord of the Rings.

"Ha! Interesting, it's fun!"

Compared to the headaches of King Eron, Gandalf and Aragon, the little Anne, who has nothing to do with it, seems much more exciting!

I don’t know where she got a plate of elf snacks, and while eating, she stared at the group of adults with interest and became a quarrel. She was looking forward to the full martial arts that these people performed next!

Anyway, isn’t it often said on TV? When using words to make it easy to convince the other person, fists become the best choice? At some point, fists are justified?

Things have developed to this point, and Little Anne is ready to act as a qualified audience. She hopes that today, she can see this group of people bleeding in the face?

"Never trust a treacherous elf!"

"You greedy dwarves are not much better!"

"Yes, the greedy dwarves are obvious to all. They can even hollow out the entire Mizu Mountain in order to find a piece of gold!"

"You're talking nonsense! We dig the Misty Mountain for the Misty Silver Mine! There's not much gold in the Misty Mountain!"

"No! The ring should be given to us humans!"

"Damn it! I can't give you shameless humans! If the king of your human beings hadn't laid a ring on his own, it would have been destroyed now!"

“…”

So, seeing the more quarrels, the other people who did not join the battle group could only look at the group of senior leaders of various races who were about to whip their fists and beat people up.

Of course, there is a little girl here, which is the exception! When others are arguing, distressed, or angry, the happiest thing is Anne!

"Please calm down! When you are making noise, Sauron's power is increasing!"

"Shut up... it's pointless for you to do this..."

"No! I definitely don't trust any of you anyway! The Lord of the Rings should be given to us!"

"That's right! The Lord of the Ring should be kept by us humans! It used to belong to us humans!"

“…”

"No one can escape, you will be destroyed..."

"well……"

At present, except for the Hobbit, a little unscrupulous girl, and the elf King Ailon who was tilting his forehead with one hand on his forehead and leaning on the chair with no choice, everyone has been caught in it.

They were just asking who was responsible for bringing the ring to the Doomsday Volcano, but as they quarreled, it turned out that who would keep and own the ring?!

...

"I do!"

Finally, when he saw that even Gandalf was dragged into the quarrel by this group of people, and King Ailon seemed unwilling to care about it, the Hobbit Frodo, who had been watching everyone make a big fuss at the venue, finally couldn't help it.

Then he stood up, walked to the stone table, picked up the ring on the table, and said to the representatives of all races who were still arguing loudly.

"I am willing to bring this Supreme Lord of the Ring to Mordor and to the Volcano of Doomsday! However, I may not recognize the way..."
Chapter completed!