The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 194 Our Glory
"Sigh..." Star Dragon Skye moved his slender figure gently to the remains of Silver Dragon Astell, his eyes glistening with tears.

“Leave it to me…” Star Dragon said painfully. As a close relative of the Silver Dragon Clan, Star Dragon possessed the power of stars and space. He wanted to seal the Silver Dragon’s corpse and hide it in the void to prevent others from disturbing his peaceful slumber…

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Everyone witnessed the immense dragon power surging from the dragons' bodies. With the help of the other two dragons, the Star Dragon forcefully tore apart the space in front of it, as if a complete mirror had been shattered, opening a dark, deep space shimmering with starlight.

"May your soul rest in the embrace of the Dragon God..." This was the only thing Skye could do for him as a junior. He gathered his dragon power to lift the enormous corpse of the silver dragon and send it into the void.

As the corpses slowly disappeared into the void, all the dragons shed tears of sorrow. The silver dragon, known as the space spirit, had actually been surrounded and killed, and everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of shared grief.

"What a pity... Dragon Knight Commander." Roland said quietly, looking at everything with a touch of sadness. Dragon Knights who sign contracts with dragons usually share a portion of the dragon's lifespan, which is one of the important reasons why dragon knights are so rare. After all, unless they are attracted to each other, few dragons are willing to share their lifespan with other races for nothing, even if they are very long-lived... And a human dragon knight commander can definitely suppress the human race's fortune for 3000 years!

"If Dragon Knight General Osbayar hadn't died, the Northern Kingdom of Arno probably wouldn't have fallen, and Sauron wouldn't be so arrogant..." Through deciphering the silver dragon's memories, Roland astutely discovered a crucial issue: these two brothers came from the North! The North is incredibly dangerous! Since the fall of the Northern Elf and Dwarf Kingdoms, only a few humans, elves, and dwarves have wandered the North. No large kingdom has emerged in the entire North since, which gives you an idea of ​​how vast and arrogant the dark forces in the North are!
“Fate has bound us closely together. Perhaps this is his destiny. The highest honor for a knight is to die on the battlefield. Dying of old age in a sickbed is the most tragic thing. We always sacrifice ourselves at our most glorious moment, isn’t that right, Your Highness?” Renault patted Roland on the shoulder and looked at him with a smile.

“He died a worthy death! He did not betray his honor! If I ever face a desperate situation, I will fight to the very end with my life, just like him, because what we are protecting is the last glimmer of humanity…” Renault smiled easily and freely.

Roland stared at Renault without speaking. He knew that Renault was telling the truth. After all, only he knew the magnificent life of the Northern Governor in the game. He truly fulfilled everything he had promised—to protect the last glimmer of humanity!

"I believe in the loyalty and bravery of all knights, but I would rather they live to see the rising sun than fall just before dawn." Roland gazed affectionately in the direction of Swiftstream City. He had been here for almost half a year, and without realizing it, he had gone from having the mindset of playing a game to truly integrating into this world...

“If one day… Lagrange faces danger again, I will be the first to step onto the battlefield, just like the former kings. Lagrange’s sword was born for Lagrange’s plow. We yearn to forge swords into plowshares, but no one can trample on our mutual honor!” Roland said firmly, holding his sword.

"As you wish, my king! The swords of the Holy Knights will sweep away all obstacles for you!" Renault bowed respectfully, his hand on his chest.

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"Is it over?" Roland asked slowly, looking at Caslo, whose eyes were bloodshot.

"Yes, the Smurfs are assisting Lord Radil in backfilling the soil. The Silver Dragon's body has been locked in the void by the Star Dragon. If nothing unexpected happens, he should rest here forever," Caslo said, his voice choked with emotion. After all, this was the first human dragon knight he had ever encountered, and a sixth-tier dragon knight no less. But the other's tragic end left him deeply moved. For him, Osbayar was his role model, and he would follow in the footsteps of generations of human dragon knights to protect the last glimmer of humanity.

"Don't be so down. There's still a Balrog waiting for us in Moria. We'll go and kill him with the dwarves in a while!" Roland sneered and patted Caslo on the shoulder to comfort him.

Roland knew that Caslo and his dragon needed an outlet for their anger, and unfortunately, he happened to know just such a person. Although not the main target, he was still of the same race... Roland felt it was a win to use the head of a Balrog to quell his dragon knight's rage!
If the Balrog sleeping in Moria knew what Roland was saying, he would probably curse out loud: "You're so powerful! You're so arrogant! You're using my head to surround people!" "Hmm! They like melee combat, don't they? Kaldor really enjoys getting close to them! I'll show him what it means to win people over with virtue as a dragon knight!" Caslo's smile was cruel.

Roland was already imagining the scene in his mind. Suddenly, Roland felt very sorry for the poor Balrog. The child could have lived for another 60 years, until the arrival of the Fellowship of the Ring, when he was killed by the melee mage "Gan Tofu". Now... he probably only has a few dozen days left to live.

"Yun Feng, what do you think we should do with these Flame Demon Hearts?" Roland tossed five Flame Demon Hearts, each condensed to the size of a fist, to Yun Feng. These Flame Demon Hearts condensed to the size of a fist immediately after leaving her body, and they were crystal clear! Red battle energy swirled inside, resembling a ruby ​​shaped like a heart.

"Although we didn't get the materials from the Silver Dragon, having these Flame Demon Hearts is pretty good! At least we can make three pieces of equipment of epic quality or higher." Yun Feng nodded, already thinking about how to use these Flame Demon Hearts to enhance everyone's combat power.

“Forge a dragon spear! Caslo needs a suitable dragon spear!” Roland said to Yunfeng, seeing that Caslo was still using the adamantite dragon spear. As for divine artifacts, Roland could only keep them for himself for now. These things were reserved for the protection of the country and could not be given to others for no reason. Unless Caslo made an extraordinary contribution, Roland could not give Caslo the Ten Thousand Dragons Chant.

“Okay, but it will take a while. I will try my best to prepare before the expedition…” Yun Feng nodded.

"So long?" Roland asked in surprise.

"Oh my goodness! Your Highness! Do you think the Heart of the Flame Demon is as cheap as cabbage? This stuff can be used as a crafting ingredient for divine artifacts! These things take a long time to process! Luckily I'm a sixth-tier! If I were a fifth-tier, it would take months!" Yun Feng was speechless. His king didn't know how time-consuming alchemy was until he learned it himself!

"Alright, you can go about your business. I'm just curious." He chuckled, looking at the flustered Yunfeng Roland.

“Your Highness Roland, now that things here are settled, I shall take my leave!” Peter Gross walked over and bowed to Roland with his hand on his chest.

"Yes, goodbye. Please give my regards to Iovia." Roland nodded.

“I will take it to Your Highness.” Peter Gros smiled, mounted the dragon’s back, and soared into the sky.

"Alright, that's settled! Everyone pack up and go home!" Roland said lazily, stretching.

On the first day of mourning Prime Minister Abe's passing, the brothers got into a blast.

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