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

Chapter 924 King Lagrange!

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Solongir! I've heard you're a knight-errant from the North known as the Big Stepman?" Roland looked at the man in front of him with curiosity, a man who was described as a savior.

The original text describes Aragorn as follows: When Aragorn first appeared in The Lord of the Rings, he was 87 years old, but due to the longevity of the Dúnedan, he had only lived one-third of his life. (Aragorn died at the age of 210. At that time, he had "a head of thick, gray hair", was "thin",[7] but had a "pale and resolute" face, "a pair of sharp gray eyes", "bright and piercing", and "a deep and resonant voice". The years of travel left "marks" on Aragorn's face. As a "vagrant", he was not "beautiful", but in his youth he was "tall and handsome", like a "young monarch". Although Aragorn did not often wear fine clothes on his journey, his majesty as the heir of Isildur always burst forth at the right time. He was "full of vigor", "his figure seemed to suddenly grow taller", and he exuded "unparalleled power and kingly aura". This kingly aura could impress friends and frighten enemies...

However, at this moment, Roland's attention was drawn to the still young Aragorn! At that time, Aragorn was tall and handsome! He was tall, with jet-black hair like Roland's, and his bright eyes held a light called hope!

“Hello, A... Solongil!” Roland glanced at Aragorn meaningfully and nodded at him.

"So, what explanation do you have for your actions?" Roland gestured with his chin, indicating that although he had a high probability of guessing Aragorn's intentions, the pressure from the state did not allow him to downplay it.

"It's like this, Your Majesty Roland. We saw that bone dragon, so we were wondering if there was anything we could do to help you..." Aragorn showed no fear, instead raising his head to meet Roland's gaze. Roland saw sincerity in Aragorn's eyes, while Aragorn felt a kingly pressure in Roland's eyes! It was an aura different from Elrond's, as if a humanoid dragon was standing before him.

"Creak..." Aragorn's joints creaked slightly under Roland's oppressive aura as he knelt on one knee.

"Get up, I feel your sincerity! Ranger!" Roland withdrew his gaze, and the mountain-like pressure suddenly relaxed.

"Thank you for your trust!" Aragorn gasped, his breathing erratic under Roland's imposing aura. Unbeknownst to him, he had just been facing a dragon! Doth, nestled in Roland's arms, had enveloped Aragorn with his dragon's might at that very moment!

"Don't act so impulsively in the future. Without absolute strength, you'll only add two more names to the list of casualties!" Roland said to the two rangers. Roland had always guessed that Aragorn was a warrior or a knight, but he never expected that he would be a ranger after meeting him!

Looking at the calm Roland, Aragorn felt as if a towering mountain stood before him! Aragorn, who had originally wanted to strike up a conversation, was at a loss for words and could only awkwardly gaze at Roland.

"What's wrong, Roland?" Nyx walked over gracefully, lifting her skirt. Her mature and intelligent face made Aragorn momentarily lose his composure, but he quickly came to his senses as Alvin's voice appeared before him. He turned his head away and silently apologized to his lover.

"It's nothing, just a misunderstanding! Two greenhorn knights were captured by our knights!" Roland said, both amused and exasperated. He had imagined many ways he would meet Aragorn, but he never expected that this guy would be tied up and brought to see him.

“Well, when shall we leave?” Nyx glanced at Aragorn, then stopped paying attention to the ranger who looked like a wild man.

"Don't rush, this place has just been through war. Let's comfort the people first!" Roland shook his head, a hint of pity flashing in his eyes. He hadn't understood the meaning of "the more you fight, the more responsibility you bear." But after he climbed from a small lord to the throne of king, he suddenly realized the heavy weight on his shoulders and the responsibility he carried! The path in the Golden Palace was slippery; if you fall, you have to get up yourself!

Roland, a commoner for three generations, had no one to teach him the art of rulership except for the experience of his ancestors! This position should have been irrelevant to him in the first place. Like those young emperors in history, he had to learn by trial and error. His only advantage was absolute military power and the loyalty of his people! But this loyalty and trust were both an aid and a shackle!

“Oh! Okay!” Nyx nodded. Although she didn’t think Roland should do this himself, she chose to support him since he had asked. ...

"..." Roland walked silently through the dilapidated city. Many houses had been demolished, and embers were still burning in the ruins. Wisps of smoke occasionally rose from the piles of rubble. Water-based warriors summoned water elements in the air to condense water streams and run through the city to extinguish the fires. Many residents were homeless and huddled in their tents, looking out at the fully armed teams.

“Your Majesty…” A citizen knelt down and bowed to Roland, his once clean linen robe now gray and tattered, with strips of cloth hanging from his body, but it still could not hide the respect in his eyes for Roland.

"Get up... The kingdom will not let its people suffer! You will soon be properly settled!" Roland felt a tightness in his chest, but he still suppressed his emotions and calmly patted the commoner's shoulder without any fluctuation.

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"Distribute all of these to the people, remember! Go door to door! I don't want anyone to take advantage of this! Baron Lance, do you understand?" Roland took the Dragon Slayer sword from his waist and gently placed it in Lance's hand.

Lance's hand trembled slightly, and he murmured, "Your Majesty would never do anything to enrich yourself!"

"Hmm, I believe you. Maybe not now, but what about later? Keep a close eye on them, human nature..." Roland shook his head and didn't continue. Not betraying the king was their bottom line, but no one could guarantee their moral limits! Roland didn't want to end up catching a bunch of rats in his own house! The lesson of the War of the Ring in Gondor was deeply imprinted in Roland's mind! Those corrupt nobles were all exemplifying the image of parasites for Roland.

"I will, Your Majesty!" Lance immediately left and ordered the soldiers to move various supplies. Obviously, Roland's personal system space was the best transport team. Chops of linen and thick military tents were piled up like small mountains, as well as dried bread and jerky that could be used as hammers!

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"Slow down! Slow down! The people behind can't keep up!" The knights who were roaming outside spurred their horses and galloped to the side of the knights who were clearing the way.

Grand Duke Oakrian Yaso frowned. Because clearing the way was a dangerous task, he brought the only organized Swiftwind Knights. This Square Banner Knights, composed of third-tier knights, was much more prestigious than Roland's Holy Light Knights. After all, the Holy Light Knights were filled with second-tier knights. This iron fist, composed purely of third-tier knights, was enough to smash through a square formation of tens of thousands of people on the plains!

Three days of deep cleaning almost killed me...