Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1072 1054. Second Coming

 “Oh! Yes, the flannel **** helped a lot too!”

　　 Radagast was obviously more enthusiastic when speaking to Ellu cats than when speaking to people, which made Lan curl his lips.

 They quickly left the tomb of the Witch King of Angmar who was sealed in ancient times in the Northern Kingdom.

 Go down the mountain the same way.

Beside the rabbit sled in Radagast, the big rabbits were eating the grass on this barren land one bite at a time.

 The Qilin has no shadow.

 Lan En was not worried, he just rubbed the magic ring on his hand, and then a burst of blue and white lightning burst out from a hilltop not far away.

Then the electric light came quickly towards this side.

 “What now?” Lan En asked Radagast before Qilin came over.

"Now we can confirm that the dagger is the genuine Blade of Morgul, and the Nazgul are out of trouble. But do you have any plans for dealing with the crisis next?"

The sloppy old man looked solemn, and he took off the leather hat that looked like a tattered Lei Feng hat.

　　Three little birds that had used his hair as a nest flew out and landed on his hand.

Lan En and Fluffy Ball only saw Radagast whispering and blowing at the birds, and then the birds flew away chirping.

 “Are you going to inform Gandalf?”

Lan En crossed his arms and watched the three birds fly away.

After being in contact with Radagast for such a period of time, he knew that this guy actually didn't want to take care of things, and just wanted to live with the colorful life in nature.

 So he should choose to report the situation to others as soon as possible.

"Yes, I informed Gandalf." Radagast said bluntly, put the old hat on his head again, and stepped on the sled.

“I made an appointment with him at a meeting place, and we have to take action. The situation is urgent, very urgent!”

"Nearly three thousand years have passed since the end of the Second Age when Sauron was defeated, and four hundred years have passed since our last battle with the remaining dark forces. And now, there is really no telling what will happen in these years. ”

The sound of thundering hooves was very close, and Qilin was already running downhill from the mountain not far away.

Listening to Radagast’s unoptimistic voice, Lan frowned and nodded.

His palm unconsciously rubbed the handle of the long knife at his waist.

 Feeling the powerful divine power protecting him.

 In fact, during the confrontation with the Ringwraiths just now, Alondette showed that he could actually reach the underworld and killed two Ringwraiths.

 But Lan En always felt that there was something silent deep inside the knife.

This feeling is not easy to explain. Maybe when Elrond sent the knife over, he hesitated to say this.

Lan En felt the Sword of the Lake Lady that had been adjusted by Galadriel, until Qilin, who had already reached his side, lowered his head and pulled at him with its crystal-like pale horn.

 “Hey! Listen to me!”

 “Huh? What?”

When Lan came back to his senses, he saw Radagast, who was already standing on the sled, having trained the Big Rabbit sled team and looking at him as if he was ready to go.

“I said: let’s go to that old place and meet Gandalf!”

　　Radagast sighed.

Lan En turned over and sat on the Qilin. The flannel ball also dexterously grabbed the silk rune cloth on the Qilin, climbed up and sat down.

 “The old place.” Lan En immediately understood where it was. "You want to go directly to Dol Guldur?"

Facing Lan En’s surprised expression, Radagast didn’t explain much and just shook the reins suddenly.

“I keep saying it’s an emergency. We’re out of time, Lane.”

—

Since Lann and Gandalf parted ways in Rivendell, they were already outside the strange and towering old castle in the southwest corner of Mirkwood when they met again.

The sky in this area is still covered with thick and gloomy dark clouds all year round, and the branches of the surrounding trees are twisted and sharp, extending in the direction of Dol Guldur.

Like a desire to extend its branches into a darker and more evil environment.

The sound of horse hooves and the sliding sound of the sleigh came from far to near, and finally stopped in front of Gandalf.

 “Swordsmanship is great, Gandalf.”

Lan En jumped off the horse and jokingly approached the old wizard who was smoking a pipe.

On the way just now, he and Radagast saw many giant spiders lying on the ground. These spiders have sharp claws and thick and powerful abdomens. Each giant spider is as big as a donkey!

However, these spiders only had a sharp sword wound on their bodies, and then they lay motionless on the thick humus in the forest.

There is no doubt that the man who was chopping melons and vegetables, killing the giant spider that wanted to eat him, and sitting here is the gray robe wizard Gandalf.

The old man was sitting on a big rock, facing the hillside not far away. There were sharp thorns on the corners, which made people shudder just by looking at it, as if the skin had been pierced by barbs and torn apart. evil castle.

Gandalf's waist hangs the sword of the former Elf King of Gondolin - Gramdrim. But he himself had no airs at all.

Just holding his wand in his arms, he sat on the big rock and smoked his pipe, looking solemnly at Dol Guldur not far away. Seeing that Radagast and Lann arrived as agreed, he reluctantly smiled, and the smile quickly disappeared.

 He took the pipe out of his mouth and moved it towards the opposite side.

 “Would you like a couple of puffs? This time it’s Old Toby tobacco.”

"Sorry, I can't." Lan En shook his head and declined.

Gandalf and Radagast looked at the witcher in surprise, as if it was rare to not smoke pipeweed.

But thinking about it carefully, Lan found that most of the people here seemed to be pipe smokers.

“Then” Radagast also looked at the old castle in the distance and walked to Gandalf’s side, “I’ll take a few puffs.”

Lan En watched the two old men smoking their pipes one after another, and pushed aside the big unicorn head that was stretched out out of curiosity to smell the pipe grass.

Gandalf's fingers, stained with soot, tar, and dirt that were not clean, raised their fingers and pointed at the old castle in the distance where the dark clouds were thicker.

“Look at the atmosphere of this castle now. It’s like a city of magic.”

Gandalf tugged at his gray sleeve and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his cheek.

"The messenger you sent has also told me about your discovery. Thank you for your hard work. I didn't expect that there are three Nazgul lurking on the Rudolf Plateau, which is really dangerous."

“If you are injured by their weapons, there are only a few very limited places in the world such as Rivendell and Lothlórien that can heal you.”

Radagast shook his head silently, just took off his hat, and then the three birds that were flying in the sky landed on his head again.

“Things are not good, Gandalf. Even the Nazgul have reappeared, but...”

The sloppy old wizard looked at the creepy old castle, but he always had a blank look on his face.

“I have been looking at this place for hundreds of years, and it looks like a deserted scene. How could it be? Just under my nose, the darkness is gathering strength?”

 “As expected, old friend.”

But Gandalf was not surprised. Perhaps his surprise was exhausted when he received the news from the bird messenger.

 “This is good news even in today’s dire circumstances.”

"Sauron, our enemies are good at confusing and concealing the true spell, and this castle is full of this kind of magic. This shows that the Dark Lord is not ready to reveal his true form and attack the evil beings throughout Middle-earth. Issue a call to regroup under his command!”

 “In other words.”

Gandalf looked at Radagast and Lann with wise and calm eyes.

 “He has not yet returned to his full glory!”

 “This is our chance!”

The witcher looked at Gandalf's expression, firm and steady.

 Even if there is a formidable enemy, they will still have hope and perseverance, and use ancient wisdom and reason to calmly deal with situations and changes.

In the magical Middle Ages, most of the warlocks who mastered magic would use magic to reshape themselves.

Women tend to make themselves dazzling and charming, while men tend to make themselves look older and grow beards, because this is in line with people's imagination of a 'wise person'.

 But Lan En looked around and found that the "wise men" who had been formed would not have the magnanimity of Gandalf at this time.

 In front of Gandalf, they would look like a bunch of bad actors wearing fake beards to perform on stage.

"Well, we've finished smoking our pipe." Gandalf stood up on his knees, took off his pointed hat, and patted it on his body like a rag to remove grass clippings and fallen leaves.

"Radagast, I need you to deliver a message to Rivendell and Lothlórien. Lann, I would like to ask you to set off immediately to go to Lake Town to help our common friends - the group of dwarves who are fighting for their homeland. "

 Radagast was momentarily confused by Gandalf's rapid change of tone, but Lan frowned and stretched out his hand to stop Gandalf.

 “Wait, what do you mean?”

 Lan En’s eyes were filled with ‘Isn’t it? 'a feeling of.

Gandalf nodded, confirming the accuracy of the witcher's feeling.

 “I want to go in alone, and none of you can follow me! No one can! Do you understand?”

“Wait, wait, wait! Why? Why is this?” Radagast finally reacted and said anxiously. "That **** place eats people without spitting out their bones, Gandalf!"

“But you said so, Radagast, my old friend. You have been here guarding this castle for hundreds of years, and you have found nothing.”

The gray-robed wizard never took his eyes away from Dol Guldur, as firm as his decision, and just said in a deep voice.

“We knew at that time that after Sauron’s body and soul were destroyed, only a spiritual light flew here. But no matter how we searched, there was no trace, so we asked you to stay behind.”

"The headache that Sauron gives us has always been that he never shows up and cannot be found! But now, his power has not yet returned to full strength, but the forces under his command are ready to move. We must find a way to 'fish' him out! Even with 'bait'! That’s me!”