Chapter 304: Journey in the Dark

Spring came as usual, bringing new life and prosperity to this land.

At the beginning of this year, Levi received a letter signed by Denethor.

"I fell in love with a gentle and beautiful woman."

Lightning struck at the beginning.

Levi put the letter down and looked at the signature of the letter again.

It was Denethor.

He continued to read.

In this letter, Denethor also expressed his true feelings. He wrote a lot of mushy words, mainly about the time he spent with the woman, their common experiences, and the process of falling in love.

This surprised Levi. This guy who usually had a face as hard as iron could actually write such a thing?

This really proves the saying: love always brings great changes to people.

But these are secondary. The main content of the letter is that Denethor is about to marry his lover, 'Finduilas', the daughter of Adrasil, Prince of Dol Amroth.

He hopes to meet Levi on this happy day and share the joy with this unremarkable and mysterious uncle.

"Okay."

Faced with this stubborn boy - oh no, now he should be a stubborn middle-aged young man. In any case, Levi did not intend to spoil Denethor's true feelings and invitation.

But time is really... fast.

I always feel that when we met last time, Denethor was still the boy who was only as tall as his waist.

Serious, always frowning like a little adult.

But it's not anymore.

2976, Gondor, White City.

A grand wedding was held on the top floor.

Denethor took care of his hair, put on a black dress with white sleeves, looked in the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction.

When he walked out of the door, he was greeted by Finduilas, who was dressed in a white veil and had beautiful black hair.

Her eyes were bright and energetic, and her figure was taller than that of an ordinary woman. Standing there, she looked quite matched with the taller Denethor.

There was a strong love in their eyes.

The musicians played romantic music, and the two exchanged rings under the watchful eyes of the crowd, and pledged their love for life.

Amid the applause like waves, Denethor stood upright, and Finduilas took his arm on the left, and the two walked together on the flowers, passing by groups of relatives and friends.

During this short journey, Denethor looked left and right, and finally found the figure he was looking forward to.

Levi stood in a more conspicuous position, nodded at him with a smile, and clapped softly.

Standing there were Denethor's father Ecthelion, and a group of Gondor high-ranking officials.

Denethor smiled back.

He turned his head and unconsciously touched the iron sword that he still wore on his waist even in such an occasion, with a proud and serious expression.

The grand ceremony ended with a kiss between the newlyweds.

When the wedding was over and the night banquet arrived, after dealing with the congratulations of relatives and friends, Denethor walked to the window alone, shaking the wine in the goblet in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?"

Finduilas gave him a hug from behind.

Denethor gently held her hand and finally revealed a little bit of his heart.

"I just feel that maybe I still haven't been recognized, maybe I'm not as good as I think."

"Why do you say that?" Finduilas looked at him with some worry.

Denethor just shook his head and didn't say much.

This topic was quickly skipped.

Feeling the temperature behind him, he sighed again:

"This happiness is too illusory, it would be great if it could last forever."

"I will always be by your side." Finduilas next to him said gently.

Neither of them continued to talk, just enjoying this moment of peace.

Yes, maybe happiness is always short-lived and unstable.

But when it is there, you must cherish it.

…

Some people are in a happy and bright life, while others are walking alone in the dark.

Well, it is indeed a dark place.

Inside the dark Moria, Gandalf made the gem on the top of his staff light up so that he could see the road ahead clearly.

Most of the time, wizards don't do meaningless things.

Including this time, abandoning the two easy places of Isengard Pass and the Sky Road, choosing to travel through Moria, it is not to make trouble for yourself.

People say that the war decades ago has completely cleared the evil creatures in Moria, but Gandalf always feels that this statement is not very reliable.

So he chose to come to Moria to explore it himself.

"How to get here..."

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In this big maze full of darkness, Gandalf was a little confused as he walked.

The structure of Moria is really too complicated. Even if there are no evil creatures, the complex terrain here itself is a huge threat.

Not everyone can dig out in any direction like Levi.

Some roads cannot be avoided.

In this huge, dark maze, perhaps because the surrounding environment is too quiet, or because of some psychological factors, Gandalf feels a little uneasy from the bottom of his heart.

It's like being stared at by countless eyes.

"Huh?"

Just as Gandalf was looking at the fork in the road in front of him and thinking hard, a light attracted his attention.

Is that...fire?

Is there something there?

Gandalf became nervous.

He extinguished the light on the top of his staff, ran towards the light silently, and slowly poked his head out at the corner.

There was a burning campfire there, and there was a sign next to the campfire.

"Levi."

Seeing this emblem, or this name, Gandalf suddenly smiled, and all his nervousness was thrown behind his mind.

He recognized this campfire, which was one of Levi's works, just like the original campfire in the North River, even if there was no fuel, it would continue to burn with a flame that was neither strong nor weak.

- Unless someone took the initiative to extinguish it.

After making sure that the surroundings were indeed safe, Gandalf sat down by the campfire, took out his water bag and drank a sip, then wrapped up his robe and took a rest here with the slight heat brought by the campfire.

The campfire occasionally made a faint crackling sound, which made people sleepy.

However, Gandalf seemed to be unaffected. He just closed his eyes and rested for a while, then got up and continued on his way.

Before leaving, he also left his own private emblem next to the emblem carved by Levi, a letter of his initials "G" written in Tenggwa letters.

On the one hand, this was to show that he had been here before, and on the other hand, it was also a reminder to possible later comers that this location was indeed safe - it was double certified by the legend of the North and the gray wizard.

The rest of the journey was smooth.

This trip through Moria was not hindered by anything, especially in many places there were campfires and marks left by Levi, which made Gandalf even feel a little bored.

There were no difficulties, no dangers, no excitement, and no fun of adventure.

"Oh-"

When he walked out of the west gate of Moria, Gandalf shook his head and felt bored.

Let's take a look at the water city in the distance.

After selecting his next target, Gandalf raised his head and looked at the vast land and the huge city with a tiny corner faintly visible at the end of the horizon. He hummed a song and walked forward along the ancient road built by the elves thousands of years ago.