frightfiction Chapter 108 Chapter 108
Chapter 108 Chapter 108
"Where have you been? You came back so late." As soon as Isildur walked into the house, he ran into his brother Anarion. "Come with me, grandfather and father are waiting for us."
Amendil called the whole family over this time, and what they wanted to discuss was nothing else but how to deal with Sauron next.The current situation is not optimistic. Sauron seems to be only a matter of time away from power. No matter how hard the Loyalists try to prove to Farathon that reusing Sauron is harmful to the Númenor Empire, but Those advices were either distorted by Sauron's sophistry, or they were not taken seriously by the king at all. The loyalists who spoke out and advised did not lose Farathon's eyes. Now even Amandil may be kicked out.You must know that since thousands of years ago, the successive princes of Anduenniel have been one of the most important members of the imperial council.
In such a severe situation, even those who are as determined as Elendil can't help but feel a little hopeless-maybe Númenor is really dying.
The four of them talked over and over all night, but they couldn't come up with a feasible solution. At least on their own, it was almost impossible to stop Sauron.
"Let's do this for today." Finally, Amandil stopped helplessly, and the prince rubbed his eyebrows wearily, "It seems that we can only discuss this matter in the long run."
"By the way." Just when Isildur and the others were about to leave, Amendil suddenly remembered something and asked, "Isildur, what did you do tonight? Did something happen?"
"Nothing special." Isildur replied honestly, "I went to Funuil's house, and his house has a small banquet tonight."
"He invited you?" Elendil asked in surprise.
"No." Isildur said, "But after I got there, no one dared to stop me from going in."
"What are you going to do with him?" Anarian shrugged his nose, as if he saw something dirty, "That man is the most disgusting."
Isildur hesitated for a moment, but still replied truthfully: "I didn't go to find Funuil, but I heard that he also invited Romimos to this banquet, so I went over."
"Romimos?" Prince Amandil was stunned for a moment, "What do you want from her?"
"Is it because of your friend?" Anarion pouted, "The reason why Sauron was able to accuse him this time is because of the evidence that Romimos collected for him, this thief!"
"What basis do you have for saying that those text letters were stolen by Romimos?" Amendil asked.
"Relying on her pretty face, the woman got a doorman drunk, tricked him into taking her to the study, and stole the elven documents." Even though half a month had passed, when Isildur mentioned it, he still His face was full of resentment, "The doorman has already confessed and admitted his mistake."
"Oh..." Amandil replied slowly, his expression was very strange, but what he said immediately after that was even more strange, "How to prove that the doorman told the truth and not that he deliberately framed Romimo What about S?"
There was silence for half a minute.
"Did I hear wrong, father?" After a while, Elendil asked first, "Are you defending Romimos?"
"It's not my intention, but we can't preconceive the facts because of prejudice." Amendil said seriously, "And I think this matter is suspicious. I'm not saying that Romemos would not do such a thing , but if she really did it, I don't think she would leave any clues that would make people suspect her head. As long as she wants, she can become whatever she wants, sneak in and put there Turning everything upside down, why do you want to act with your original appearance and leave a handle?"
"How do you know she can?" Anarion asked.
"Because I have seen it with my own eyes." Amendil replied, and told Anarion how Romimos once disguised himself as a maid and deceived everyone's eyes into his room seamlessly.
"I didn't notice any abnormality at all, and I just let her go!" Isildur almost collapsed after hearing this, "It's a good thing you didn't have any accidents, otherwise I will die!"
"It was already three years ago." Amendil waved his hand, "Don't take it to heart."
"But she tried so hard to get in, and nothing seemed to happen in the end." Anarion said, "Then what is she here for?"
"For a long time, I thought that the focus of that conversation was the second half. She was mocking me for being arrogant, but everything I did was in vain." Amendil spoke very slowly, and he spoke every sentence after careful consideration. Said, "But when I think about that conversation afterward, I feel more and more that perhaps those questions in front of her represent her true intentions."
"What is that?" The three of Elendil looked at a loss.
"I'm not sure." Amendil himself showed a little confusion, "Maybe I'm thinking too much. Romimos asked me what I thought about the Numenor army's attack on the Twilight Land. I thought This is another trap of her rhetoric - if I support His Majesty's approach, I am undoubtedly a villain who does not say what he does; and if I also think this is a massacre, then I have to admit Numan The Noel Empire has lost its morals this time, so it is no longer qualified to accuse her of the heinous crimes it committed against elves and humans. But to my surprise, after I admitted it, Romimos seemed to be Satisfied with that, I didn't continue to laugh as much as I thought I would."
"What does this mean?" The three of them were still at a loss.
Amendil sighed softly: "Maybe Romimos didn't come to see me that time to taunt or attack her enemies, she just wanted an explanation for those who died."
"Oh, that's funny." Isildur disapproved. "Now she feels wronged? I didn't hear that she hesitated when she betrayed Gondolin."
"Don't say that, Isildur." Amendil shook his head, "No matter what Romimos himself has done, the innocent civilians in her territory should not be treated like this. And even if they are villains, it doesn't mean they Ruthless to all, I think Romemus at least retains some tenderness towards those in her own realm."
"I don't think Sauron will treat anyone tenderly, even his own people." Anarian curled his lips.
"Yes." Amendil was startled suddenly, "Yes, that's right. If I'm not mistaken, Romimos is sending me such a signal—she and Sauron are far less similar than we thought , the rift between them is much bigger than we imagined, what's more, she may be hinting to me that if we want to deal with Sauron, she can help us."
Isildur and Anarion looked at each other.
"It's not that I disagree that the two of them may seem to be at odds." Esildur said, "For people like them who have no sense of morality and morality, is it strange that a dog eats a dog? But just these few words In other words, it can't be said that Romimos wants to join forces with us, right?"
"This statement is indeed specious, but from Romemos' point of view, if she really meant it, she can only speak in such a cryptic manner when she is not sure how we will react."
"But it seems that this possibility cannot be completely ruled out at the moment." Elendil said, "If, I mean if, the doorman didn't tell the truth, what happened to Mittalma this time has nothing to do with Romemos. Therefore, the real mastermind behind the scenes can only be Sauron, and he is obviously deliberately directing dirty water to Romimos."
"I don't think the doorman is lying," Isildur said, "but the person who stole the documents may not be Romimos himself. I caught her at the banquet in Funuil today, but that woman is not real. Romimos is just an ordinary woman transformed into her by illusion."
Then things get weirder, if Romimoth could have stolen what she wanted without alarming anyone, then she would really be stupid enough to let a mortal who doesn't see anything special about it What do you do for her?This is too lazy, right?And he also pretended that woman to be himself, was it because he was afraid that others would not know that she did it?
"If Sauron is framing the blame, it's not a very good move." Anarion said.
"Oh, Sauron didn't know that we would be so aware of Romimos' ability to transform." Esildur said, and then he thought of something, and his movements paused.
If Sauron thinks that Amendil and the others don't understand the power of Romemos, it means that he doesn't know that Romemus came to "visit" Amendil three years ago. Mimos and Amendil had a secret conversation with each other clearly.
"Even if our previous speculations are all correct, there is still one most critical question here." Elendil said in a deep voice, "If Romimos really intends to cooperate with us against Sauron, should we believe her?"
There was another silence, and Isildur was the first to express his opinion after a long time.
"I can't trust her," he said bluntly. "Romemos was one of Angband's most cunning spies as long as Gondolin existed. Who knows if she is doing her old tricks again this time?" Repeat?"
"And even if she is sincere in wanting to fight Sauron with us, it doesn't mean she has any affection for the Númenorans. It's just that Sauron is more difficult for her." Anarion added, "Don't forget Now, she and Sauron are both captives defeated by us, and I dare say that once Sauron's plot is defeated, she will turn her head to deal with us next."
"Also, do we really have to cooperate with a demon with blood on his hands?" Elendil asked rhetorically.
"It's very late today, let's go back and rest early." After a long while, Amendil finally said, "You are all right. As for Romimos' attitude towards Sauron, I think we can only Continue to wait and see."
Leaving aside how openly and covertly the two factions of Anduini and Sauron are fighting each other, you come and go, and the fight is very lively. Since Romemos decided to restrain his actions first and wait and see the changes, his little life has suddenly become more comfortable. When I got up, my daily activities were nothing more than reading scripts, memorizing lines, participating in rehearsal performances, and dealing with Ilfarin's usual nitpicking.For Romemos, these things together did not take up half of her energy, so they left her a lot of leisure time.
For some people, such a leisurely life would seem a bit boring. Fortunately, Romemos is very good at passing the time alone. Even if her actions are restricted to some extent on the Numenor continent, no matter how the situation is, it will not be worse than in the The desolate westernmost tip of Aman is worse if left alone for 3000 years.
Usually, the most common things Romemos does include spending a day in the royal library of Númenor, or wandering around in the noisy market, watching how craftsmen meticulously paint a pottery pot filled with oil. Color, and even spent three days just to design a new most suitable eyebrow shape for myself.
But right now her most important thing is how to teach Vespa how to learn Elven language.
"Don't mess with them, honey, even if you shave all your eyebrows, you're still the most beautiful person on this island." Vespa said weakly, "How do you pronounce 'good evening' in Elvish? forget."
Romemus sighed deeply: "If you finally find that your brain is not as good as you thought, why don't you find a pen and write it down?"
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Vespa's face: "I...can't write many words."
"I'm not asking you to write in Sindarin, but you can use the Adunak language of the Numenoreans. The main thing is that you can understand it yourself."
"I know." Vespa said, "That's what I mean. It's also a bit difficult for me to write in Adunak."
Romimus opened his eyes wide: "Aren't you a native of Numenor?"
"Who stipulated that one must be able to read and write to be a Numenorean?" Vespa became a little annoyed. "Even people in the slums can speak, but there are a lot of people who can't read."
"Then how did you read the script before?" Romimos wondered.
Vespa twitched a bit, and replied in a low voice: "Generally, I would ask someone to read it for me first to understand the general meaning. In fact, I used to play small roles with very few lines and scenes, so I can easily remember them all. Later, I gradually became able to read a little bit, and I can understand the daily conversations with half-guessing and half-guessing. The singing part is easy to catch as long as I sing it twice, but if you want me to write something myself..."
So is this the real reason why Vespa never reads his lines properly according to the original lines of the script?Fortunately, Romimos always thought that she adapted it on purpose.
It took Romemos a few minutes to finally digest the fact that she was about to welcome the student with the worst foundation in her life. It seemed that she had to reassess the difficulty of her teaching this time and rearrange her teaching plan.
"Okay," she said. "It's okay," she said to herself, "we'll start from scratch. I'll teach you how to spell."
Romemos never thought that one day she would be reduced to the point of being a "preschool teacher". You must know that she spent most of her time talking and exchanging opinions with top talents in various fields. Can you read and write?Worst worst, at least she doesn't have to re-teach the pen posture, right?
Romemos looked at Vesper's dictation paper on which eight out of ten words were misspelled, and for the first time experienced what it is like to have a stomachache in a human being.
"At least you should have mastered these two words." She forced a smile on her face, comforting Vespa as well as herself.
Vespa looked terrible, with two big dark circles under her red eyes, and she kept her mouth shut and said nothing.
"Then let's learn two new ones today, not many, just two. Then you recite the eight wrong ones a few more times, and we will try again tomorrow." Romimos said.Vespa didn't reply to her words, but just sniffed. Romemos felt that something was wrong, and when he looked up, he saw Vespa's eyes were full of tears, "Well, why are you crying all of a sudden?"
"Why..." As soon as Vespa opened her mouth, tears and snot flowed down her cheeks. She could hardly utter a complete sentence, "Why...so stupid...ah..."
Who said no?Romemos smiled wryly in his heart and nodded in agreement, what on earth was he doing?Is it poverty alleviation?
"Yesterday...I obviously felt...I remembered..." Vespa hiccupped and cried, "When I picked up the pen just now, I couldn't remember anything."
"Okay, you're just getting started, let's take it slowly." Although Romimos felt that Vespa was too stupid, he didn't want to say anything to hurt her at this time, so he took out his handkerchief and handed it to her. she.
"Thank you... thank you..." Vespa took the handkerchief, wiped his tears first, and then blew his nose with a puff. Romimos watched his handkerchief die heroically, hesitant to speak.
"The beginning is always the hardest," said Romemus, "but you promised me that you would never give up halfway through."
"I just feel very sorry for you." Vespa said with red eyes, "Luo Mi is so patient and treats me so well, I always feel that I have to remember everything in a blink of an eye to be worthy of you, but my brain So disappointing. What if I never learn?"
"Impossible." Romimos said decisively, "It's not too difficult, as long as you learn it, you can't learn it. Even if you don't have confidence in yourself, you have to have confidence in me. I will let you remember of."
"If only I were as smart as Romini," said Vespa, wiping away tears. "You're sure you'll learn everything in no time."
"It's not as easy as you think." Romimos paused, and said, "Before the elves and humans came to Arda, the only race in Asia that could speak was the Vera and Maia—that is, My race, at that time we had our own language, Valar. Later, due to some reasons, I temporarily left the city of Valinor, the city of Valinor. When I came back, the elves had already come to Aman. Complexity is difficult to learn and few people talk about it. At that time, I was standing in a square, surrounded by elves speaking a language that I could not understand. At that time, I was as confused as you are now, and I was as confused about elves. I don’t know anything about that language, and it took me nearly a month to finally be able to communicate with other people in Elvish.”
"One month?" Vespa's eyes widened.
"24 days to be precise, a full 24 days." Romemos recalled, "and I can only cope with daily conversations, not just like an illiterate, and it took me half a year to learn those advanced vocabulary that are more difficult to pronounce. Oh, but don't worry, I didn't expect you to learn everything within a month, I guess it should be about the same in a year or two, right?"
Vespa was crying so loudly.