Chapter 267 Passing Away, Watching.

Time flies.

This year, a stronghold near the Etten Wasteland in the north of the roadside fort was exposed. The rangers fought with the nearby Oaks. During one battle, a troll came down from the mountains and caught the rangers by surprise.

At the critical moment, a trainee ranger named 'Thorongir' stepped forward and boldly fought with the troll, almost knocking it down by himself.

He was later nominated as Outstanding Graduate by his captain, and the other squad members unanimously agreed.

There are very few people who can be awarded the Outstanding Ranger Graduate Medal by the Roadside Fort. Take the ranger captain Arvin who led Aragorn as an example. He fought the wights, saved the villagers, participated in countless Orc slaying operations, and later escorted The caravan went all the way to Gondor and received the Roadside Fort Outstanding Graduate Medal after the lord personally added points.

This shows the high gold content of this medal.

——High in every sense. Although this kind of medal looks gray on the outside, it is pure gold on the inside.

It has strong concealment, and although it is not conspicuous in appearance, it is of great value.

In 2952, apart from some trivial matters that could be skipped directly, the only major event worth mentioning was that Levi found the Star of Elendil that had been lost for thousands of years. Through his hands, this symbol of Arnor's royal power was restored. See the light of day again.

However, for safety reasons, both the Star of Elendil and the fragments of the Holy Sword of Nasir were entrusted to be kept in Rivendell, under the care of the elves.

After visiting the valley, Levi has been staying peacefully in his territory, and the people in the territory can often see him talking to some people.

Some of those people are retired workers, and some are the best people in various industries.

He talked and studied with the people in the workshops and smithies.

The days passed so leisurely.

When the time came to early 2953, a piece of news came out:

Fengel, the infamous King of Rohan, could not bear the pain and finally breathed his last breath and passed away at home.

Many marshals of Rohan, as well as senior officials and people collectively asked Rohan's only legal heir, Sengel, to return to the country and succeed him.

Even though he was quite reluctant, Sengel eventually returned to Rohan with his family and became the sixteenth king of Rohan.

He was forced to start cleaning up the mess left by his rotten father.

It's just that this year, Fengel was not the only king who couldn't hold on.

"Exelion...Exelion..."

A weak voice came from the palace of the Prime Minister of Gondor.

"Father, I am here."

Ecthelion hurried to the bed and took Turgon's hand.

Turgon turned his head and looked at his son who was still energetic. Many past events came to mind.

"It's so fast..."

Ecthelion's nose felt sore. He lowered his head and blinked repeatedly to avoid appearing cowardly in front of his father.

"Look up, kid, and let me see your face."

"You...and Denethor, you all must live well and witness the prosperity of Gondor."

"I swear, Father."

When the words were spoken, Exelian finally couldn't stop the impulse in his eyes.

A line of tears fell, shattering his reserve.

"What is Denethor doing?" Turgon asked with difficulty keeping his eyes open.

"He just returned victorious from a battle, father."

"Well done. Call him over later and let me see his heroic appearance."

"good."

When he mentioned Denethor, Ecthelion suddenly thought of something.

"Father, the golden apple lies with Denethor. Perhaps it can..."

Turgon shook his head slightly.

"It's no use anymore, Ecthelion, you should understand that I'm not sick, it's just that the time has come."

Ecthelion fell silent.

"One last thing."

"I want to see Livi again," said Turgon.

"I'll send someone to find him right now."

An urgent letter was delivered to Roadside Fort.

On the day the letter arrived, Livi went to the Gondor stronghold through the Gate of Hell and went straight to the Prime Minister's Palace.

"good afternoon."

When he saw this angry prime minister, Li Wei didn't know what to say for a while.

The sun was setting in the west, and the red light shone in, but it couldn't add a trace of rosiness to his face.

"Good afternoon, friend."

Turgon grinned.

He motioned behind Levi: "You two go out first, I have something to say."

Even though there was a lot of reluctance, Ecthelian and another energetic young man still walked out.

"How about it, friend, do you feel like time is rushing?"

Turgon looked at the closed door, then looked at Livi, and said, "Denethor is already a brave warrior. He has just returned from killing more than a dozen Orcs with his own hands."

"I have to say, it is indeed excellent." Li Wei replied sincerely.

"He'll be happy to hear that."

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Turgon breathed a sigh of relief.

"A new era is about to begin, and we old guys should make way for young people."

"But you are different."

"For more than ten years, you never seem to have changed at all..."

Levi was silent.

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As if thinking of some past events, Turgon suddenly laughed.

"I actually thought about asking you to give in. I was probably not as clear-headed as I am now."

"Thanks to Ecthelion, he stopped my paranoid and stupid behavior."

"He's a good boy, right?"

"He is indeed a good man." Levi gave a pertinent answer.

Turgon nodded and said:

"I believe Gondor will prosper more under his rule, not only Ecthelion, but also Denethor."

"For thousands of years, our family has protected everything in Gondor and never had any usurpation. The throne is beside us, and our eyes are always on the people under the seat."

"I don't know what the future of Gondor will be like, nor do I know what the end of this world will be."

"I only know that for us, nothing is eternal, everything will end, whether it is life, prosperity, or anything else."

After saying this, Turgon took a breath and rested for a while Then he continued:

"I want to ask for your forgiveness here."

Levi shook his head and said: "It was a long time ago. I didn't remember it and forgot it the next day."

"No, I'm not talking about this. What I want to say is that in the future, the rulers of Gondor may accidentally do something wrong. I want to ask for your tolerance in advance."

"Tolerance..."

Is it just tolerance, not even forgiveness...

"I promise you."

Turgon smiled slightly, and his body relaxed for a while, as if he had finished all the important things in the past and could finally rest.

After a moment, he suddenly said:

"My time has come to an end."

"Then-"

"Good night... friend?"

"Good night."

".Friend."

The sun set.

Turgon closed his eyes.

In the year 2953 of the Third Age, Turgon, the 24th ruling prime minister of Gondor, died.

He was 98 years old.

During his reign, Gondor was safe and sound.

…

The tall maolong trees swayed in the wind, and golden flowers bloomed between the branches.

Spring has also arrived in Lubianbao.

A new small earthen grave was built next to the golden tree.

Xiaofen lay beside the small earthen grave, basking in the sun, looking lazy.

Few people know what is buried in the small earthen grave.

Only the cook who has been responsible for Xiaofen's meals planted a yellow dandelion flower on it, letting it sway in the wind.

The cook still performs his duties, greets Xiaofen every day, and sends her favorite food, but most of the time Xiaofen just moves her tail, sniffs the food on the plate in front of her, and continues to lie still.

There is no longer a figure who always likes to play around in the territory. It likes to coil up somewhere more often and close its eyes for a day.

A hand patted the dragon head and touched the scales that were as hard as iron.

Xiaofen opened his eyes, rubbed it upwards, and finally had the appetite to stick out his tongue to lick the food brought by the cook.

The dragon and the man just sat on the grass, watching over the land.