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

Chapter 837 Eastward Advance
After leaving Swiftstream City, Denesor II readily accepted the advice of Prime Minister Yunfeng of Lagrange and traveled to Lagrange City via the still under-construction Swiftstream Avenue. After bidding farewell to the people of Swiftstream City, Denesor II led his entourage south to Lulong Fortress!
During this time, Denetor II had wondered why the Prime Minister, Queen, and King of Lagrange lived apart. Did they not like being together? The newly adult Denetor II dared not think about it too much, after all, the idea was too terrifying...

Denetor II's entourage was quite impressive! The Doamros family assembled an entire Swan Knights for him! What? Why is Prince Doamros so good to Denetor II? Don't you know who he is!
Denetor II's fiancée is none other than Fenduiras, the daughter of the 21st Prince of Doamlos! Although that girl was only born in 2950... and is still a one-year-old baby, it doesn't stop Denetor II, who is more than 20 years older than her, from dating a young girl!
Until the King returns, the Regent's family is the true king of Gondor! Both morally and logically, the Do'Amros family would have sought a political marriage to solidify their alliance! For the Regent's family to allow their only male heir to come north and beg him to do so would be utterly incompetent to let a twenty-year-old commit suicide alone…

Various factors led the Doamlos family to attach great importance to Denesor II. In addition, the child is currently in a passionate and indignant phase. In order to let the child go out and broaden his horizons, everyone will grant his request. Building relationships with other kingdoms can also be regarded as getting familiar with politics in advance. From the perspective of cultivating an heir, it is undoubtedly very worthwhile!

Denesor II, who thought his escape was foolproof, had actually been informed by his grandfather Turgon and father Exelian II, who were far away in the White City, before he even left Gondor. They didn't object; as the future ruler of Gondor, he couldn't be a hothouse flower. It was good for him to see the world from afar. Furthermore, with a knightly order protecting Denesor II and some family treasures, and with the Northern Orcs being thoroughly defeated by the northern kingdom, the two of them didn't believe anything could threaten this knightly order!
What, a dragon? You must be joking! How many years has it been since a dragon appeared in Middle-earth? Sightings of dragons are extremely rare! Turgon and Exelian II first saw a dragon when they met Caslo! That was the first time they had ever seen the absolute protagonist of the chivalric romances you'd heard from them since their youth—the dragon knight!

So neither the grandfather nor the father panicked! Everything was fine! Would a kingdom with powerful dragon knights be unable to protect a child? They both felt that a powerful kingdom like Lagrange wouldn't commit such a serious diplomatic incident! The Kingdom of Lagrange would certainly not allow its crown prince, Denetor II, to be harmed!

In addition, at the instruction of Prince Doamlos, Denethor II's itinerary had already been planned. Horfa led Denethor II directly north to Rohan, and along the eastern foothills of the Misty Mountains, they went straight to the Lion Territory of Apophis Breo. It was at this time that Lagrange received news of Denethor II's visit.

Along the way, the Kingdom of Lagrange dispatched its own dragon knights to escort Denethor II and his entourage. As soon as they left Lagrange, Ajax followed them.

"They are truly powerful!" King Denesor II stared in awe at the graceful, violently beautiful dragons. In such a short time, he had seen two different dragons! And neither of them was the same dragon that Lord Caslo had brought to White King City! This meant that they had at least three dragon knights!
Denetor II couldn't distinguish between dragon knights, dragon knight generals, and dragon knight commanders, but that didn't stop him from counting numbers; he still knew what one plus one plus one equaled! The number three dragon knights greatly shocked Denetor II!
As he traveled along, he observed the territory under the rule of the Kingdom of Lagrang. He noticed that the kingdom's territory appeared somewhat desolate, not because the people were impoverished or the nobles were corrupt, but simply because the kingdom had too few people! After leaving the city of Swiftflow, Denesor II saw very few villages. After finally finding a decent-looking port, the landscape became increasingly desolate... This made Denesor II wonder if he had been tricked into coming to northern Myanmar. If it weren't for the road beneath his feet and the dragon knights circling overhead reminding him that they were being escorted, Denesor II would have already given up.

After being shocked by the magnificent Lulong Fortress, Denetor II rested for a night at the invitation of General Renault, the fortress's commander. However, upon setting off again, he was met with the same shock mentioned above! The red water dragon that had escorted him yesterday had transformed into a bluish-purple creature!

Then Denesor II continued on his journey along the swiftly flowing avenue paved with magic-patterned stone bricks. Afterwards, they encountered another desolate wasteland, with only the lone dragon above them guiding their way.

"My God! This is even more desolate than Rohan?" Denethor II exclaimed, his face grim. Could this meager resources really produce an army capable of crushing the orcs of the North? Denethor II had already secretly observed the armies of Swiftstream and Lulong Fortress; don't forget his wise and learned assessment! His excellent aristocratic education allowed him to easily calculate the kingdom's war potential, and those soldiers seemed unlikely to achieve such results in Denethor II's eyes!
"Perhaps their dragons are more powerful..." Denesor II said dejectedly, sitting back in his saddle. He remembered that this country had dragons! No one knew exactly how powerful the dragons were, but all the books throughout history recorded their strength. To sum it up in one sentence—dragons are your fathers!

"...So, Your Majesty Dos Anthony, how much longer do we have?" Denethor II asked, rubbing his inner thigh in pain. How could this pampered noble lord endure the torment of riding horses all day long? He was, after all, a noble mage!
"Almost there, very soon!" Dos Anthony said calmly as he turned the roasted meat in his hands by the campfire under the night sky.

"Oh! I'm going crazy!" Denesor II muttered a few complaints before crawling back into his tent.

"I apologize for the commotion. Please forgive me if I have offended you. This is his first time traveling so far, so he is inevitably a bit delicate..." Horfa looked up at the disappearing figure of Denesor II and smiled kindly at Dos Antony.

“It’s alright, I understand. Go and rest! I’ll take the night shift!” Dos Anthony waved his hand.

"Then I'll trouble you!" Holfa said gratefully. He didn't argue with Dos Anthony about who would keep watch, after all, he was confident he could keep the dragon knights up, as he had already proven with Caslo, and besides, they had to travel the next day.

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"Wake up, Your Highness!" Denesor II was shaken awake in a daze, the chaotic noise outside making his head spin.

"What's wrong?" Denessol II shouted to the anxious Horfa as he stumbled to his feet.

"His Holiness the Anthony is missing!" Holfa exclaimed in horror.