[The Silmarillion] Romimus

This was so embarrassing, Glorfindel stood there like a log, and the eyes of a dozen or so around him all turned to him, staring so hard that the hairs on his back trembled.

"Don't talk nonsense..." He subconsciously denied, but there was a fire in his throat, which made his lips dry and his voice hoarse.

But can he really deny it completely?This is not very practical, of course, there is a distance of thousands of miles between Romimos and Frank, but she doesn't seem to bother to hide herself, in fact she said it herself-in a way that anyone can listen to A tone of disbelief—the meaning of Glorfindel to her is irreplaceable.

However, on the other hand, Glorfindel suspects that Romimoth's brain is a bit wrong, maybe because she was influenced by Morgoth, or maybe she was born this way (Glorfindel selfishly hopes it is the former), no doubt she It's a fine score.For Romimos, liking someone and exhausting all means to torture him seem to be in no conflict. If you have to say that this is also a way of expressing love, then Glorfindel thinks I really can't bear it.He would rather Romimos be more ruthless towards him and not show a trace of superfluous so-called affection, so that he can harden his heart and regard her as an enemy, instead of being hung up and down like now mid-air.

All in all, it takes courage for a freak like Romemus to admit that he likes her, or that she might like you.

"Take a step back, even if she... is like you said," Glorfindel said with difficulty breathing, "you still don't know who Romimos is? I'm afraid she 'likes' someone Like a child who loves a new toy for sheer novelty, and throws it away when she gets tired of it. She has no sense of responsibility, no empathy, no way to love like a real person who."

"That's right," said Elrond, "but I'm not asking you to spend your life with her. Even if it's just a momentary passion, since she was able to jump off the cliff when you fell a few days ago, it's not worth it. Suddenly, his attitude will change drastically, and he will be completely indifferent to your affairs."

With Romimus' capricious temperament, Glorfindel felt that this was really hard to say.

"What do you want to do?" he asked, frowning unconsciously.

"You have also noticed that although Romimos said to let us go, in fact, he has been sending people to monitor us, and his ghost is still there." Elrond quickly cast a glance behind him.Not far from them, a pair of crows were perched on a tree branch, their small round eyes like red beans were staring at the elves. "Since we are so concerned about our situation, I might as well write to her personally and let her know clearly. If you trust me, leave this matter to me."

Of course Glorfindel believed him, not to mention that Elrond was a descendant of Turgon, and although they had not known each other for a long time, Glorfindel had already felt the wisdom of the son of Elendil. Resolute, even though he stumbled at Romimos... But after all, it is Romimos who you haven't been tricked by her once and you are ashamed to say you know her.

So Elrond found a pen and paper in the hut, leaned on the table and began to write vigorously by the moonlight. He said he wanted to write a letter, but it was actually just a note.He wrote very quickly, raised his head within a few minutes, walked out of the house with a note, and walked straight towards Romemus' eyeliners, one of the crows flew away from the treetops quickly when he approached, but The other one didn't move, but looked down at him with vigilance.

Elrond bowed slightly, facing a crow, then reached out and raised the note.

"We have messages for the Twilight Lords," he said, "deliver these messages to us."

This scene was a bit funny, but after a few seconds, the crow landed on a slightly shorter branch in front of Elrond, stretched out its legs to let him tie the note on it, and then flapped its wings and flew away westward. And the other landed on a tall tree branch again, watching the elves silently.

Out of politeness, Glorfindel didn't lean over to read the letter when Elrond wrote it just now, and only then asked casually, "What did you write?"

"I say we are in trouble here and need her help." Elrond replied succinctly.

"That's it?" Glorfindel was a little surprised. "Although Romimos and Mordor may seem close, but they are not friends. It is not reliable to expect her to be kind to us."

"I know, that's why I didn't mention rivers and dams," said Elrond.

"Then what is the so-called dilemma you refer to?" Glorfindel asked.

Elrond's eyes wandered for a moment.

"I told Romimos," Elrond was a little embarrassed, "you accidentally hit your head when you fell off the cliff, and the current situation...is not very good..."

Glorfindel: "..."

This was a bit too ridiculous, and Glorfindel couldn't even think of what expression to put on for a moment.He couldn't laugh, he couldn't get angry, and in the end he could only keep a straight face, opening and closing his mouth a few times before he could utter a word.

"She couldn't have fallen for such a poor excuse," he said. "We stayed together that whole night and she knew I wasn't hurt."

"Not all injuries can be seen on the surface at a glance, and some injuries seem to be no big deal at first glance, and it is common to have a sudden attack after a while." Elrond said, "As for how much Romimos can believe , then it depends on your charm."

"She won't believe it," Glorfindel reiterated.

But Romimus came just as the elves expected (except Glorfindel, who did not know whether he wanted to see Romimos), and he came very fast, and the elves came on the moon. The letter was sent at the end of the day, and just after noon the next day, Maier with huge crow-black wings appeared far away in the western sky.

She and her crows swept across the sky like a dark cloud wrapped in thunder and lightning. In Glorfindel's eyes, she reached the top of the elves in the blink of an eye, and then she was so She landed lightly, and the black wings behind her were retracted, and she suddenly turned from a little devil into a little angel.

Romimos frowned slightly and stroked the shoulder where she was injured before, then she looked up and saw Glorfindel, her brows frowned even tighter.

"I received a letter from Elrond saying that you were seriously injured. Is this true? I didn't even notice that you—"

She stopped talking, because the elves around her surrounded her, holding the hilt of their swords in unison.At such a short distance, Romemos is really "difficult to fly with wings". Besides, in order to rush over as soon as possible, this time she does not have any soldiers from the Twilight Land to follow her.

"...It seems like nothing happened." She looked around her, and immediately her face became normal, and she even raised her eyebrows jokingly, "Next time you want me to come, how about just saying you want to see me? "

"It wasn't my idea." Glorfindel blurted out, wanting to bite his own tongue off the words.

"That's why she doesn't want to see me." Romemos sighed in a pretentious way, making it hard to tell how much of her pretended complaint was sincere.Then she turned her head away from Glorfindel and turned to Elrond, "So you have something to ask of me? Tell me."

Elrond pursed his lower lip in displeasure, but at this moment he was not in the mood to engage in pointless verbal battles, and went straight to the point: "What is the spell on the Ias embankment that can be opened?"

"Spells?" Romimos blinked, and then laughed lightly, "Oh, you mean the rune of the moon, right? Look, didn't I remind you a long time ago? Don’t overwhelm yourself, it’s not a bad thing to learn more.”

"I have been taught. When I return to Linton, I will definitely study hard." Elrond gritted his teeth, "But now we can only ask the Lord of the Twilight to open the gate himself."

"That's right." Romimos nodded in agreement, and suddenly changed the topic, "However, what good will it do me to make me promise you?"

"It's no good." Elrond said, pulling out his sword quickly, "but if you don't agree, there may be great harm."

Romimos did not answer immediately, but looked at Hrudir who was standing far away from her: "Are you standing on the same ground as these elves? If I don't do what they say, you will To do nothing and watch them kill me, Hrudir?"

Hrudir flinched, lowered his head and did not speak.

"Do you know what will happen if I die? The illusion will be lifted, and the Orcs can enter here without any scruples; without me, Sauron will no longer show mercy to humans, and your people will bear the brunt of the pain. But these are for you It doesn't matter, right? After all, you have decided to go with the elves secretly without telling Sirius. Do you know how long your mother has been looking for you without sleep? You don't even care about her, let alone me and your other clansmen It’s gone.” Romimos narrowed his eyes viciously, “I hope that when you bravely fight against Mordor outside, you can still remember that you are stepping on the bones of your people and fighting with the blood of your people.”

"Okay! Don't force that child." Glorfindel stopped her, "We don't want to hurt anyone but Mordor, and we won't kill you. But what do you have to do to open the dam gate?"

"It's not that I'm forcing him, it's a choice he has to face," Romimos said.

"He wouldn't have to make that choice if you were willing to be a little bit nicer," said Glorfindel a little grumpily. "You always try to force people to make a choice, and then watch them torn for fun, but If you didn't deliberately set up a situation, they wouldn't have such a dilemma."

"I don't deny that your struggles have indeed brought me a lot of fun." Romemos said, "But wouldn't there be so many choices without me? Not necessarily. Living is a constant choice and abandonment. .It's you who are naive, Glorfindel. Why don't I ask the question again, should the few die for the many?"

"If you ask ten thousand times again, my answer will not change."

"Very well, then let me tell you now, in the middle and lower reaches of the dry old river channel of Huiya River, there are dozens of Dongyi families living and working in peace and contentment there. One tenth, they are just ordinary people, without the slightest talent or other special features, generally speaking, they are people who have no influence on this world or even my small place. Once I agree Open the floodgates at once, and all their property and even their lives will be washed away in a few hours, but thousands of elves in Irejan may be saved. However, according to your answer, their lives Nor is it worth more than a few hundred ordinary humans. Therefore, I refuse to open the floodgates."

"...Did you say that on purpose, or did it really happen?"

"If you don't believe me, you can go downstream to explore the way yourself." Romimos spread his hands.

Glorfindel and Elrond exchanged a startled look, then fell silent with the others.Some of the swords of the elves were still pointing at Romimus, but she ignored it and walked away with a full face. Sure enough, everyone froze in place like puppets, and no one came to stop her.

"This..." After a long while, Elrond finally uttered a sharp voice with a slightly distorted voice, "This is simply ridiculous!"

With a muffled bang, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and Elrond walked away without a word, sullenly.

Who said no?thought Glorfindel.

Shouldn't justice and evil be mutually contradictory, mutually exclusive, and impossible to coexist?Why in Romemos, the two can be mixed together, inseparable?

Romemus would say: Because there is no clear boundary between the two.

"Good cannot live without evil." Her false voice echoed in Glorfindel's mind. "You always say that Morgoth is not worthy to be mentioned with Manwë and the other Valar, but have you forgotten, They both come from the same origin?"

"And that prophecy - until the end of Arda, neither Manwe nor Morgoth can completely defeat each other. Why do you always only see the surface, but don't think about the deeper reasons (or dare not think)? You Have you never wondered? Morgoth's strength has been so weakened, why Manwë only exiled him, but did not destroy him completely?"

"Are all stories in this world about heroes defeating demons? Can all innocent people be saved? Do all problems have perfect solutions? Naive! Naive! Naive!!!"

"If you still don't believe me, tell me what you would choose. Do you choose to abandon Erizhan and the countless people who are eager for reinforcements? Or choose to let go of the dam and let hundreds of people die in the flood for nothing? In fact It doesn’t matter which way you choose, anyway, you will be responsible for someone’s death.”

"Since they are all the same, why don't you choose the one you want more. You can insist that their lives are equally important, but which side's death makes you sadder? The elves of the same family, or the strangers who have never met each other? What's more, they are still The human beings in the land of dusk are the human beings under me, and I am Romimos, the servant of Morgoth, the traitor of Gondolin, and the heinous sinner. Could the subordinates of such people be innocent? Ah, also, they are descendants of the Dongyi people."

"But don't pretend to be arrogant in front of me in the future, right? Because you and I are nothing more than the same thing. You keep saying that I am a devil, and I don't deny it, but countless people have won in the war in Central Continent because of me. Peace; I agree with you who claim to be heroes of justice, but even in the name of saving people, the number of people who die under the hands of the savior is not necessarily less than the number of people who die under the hands of the devil."

"How? Have you decided?" The voice of the real Romimos suddenly came, and everyone who was deep in their own thoughts was shocked. "If you have nothing else to do, forgive me, I'm busy too."

Elrond opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything in the end. His eyes were a little depressed and a little dazed.

Romemos shrugged, and the black wings on his back spread out again.

"Wait!" Glorfindel called to her, however.

"Changed your mind?" Romimos paused, but didn't look back.

"No, I still insist that I cannot actively choose to sacrifice anyone but myself."

"Then you choose not to rescue Erizan."

"No, didn't I say that I will not give up on anyone."

Romemos finally turned around: "Then what do you want to do? Are you still fantasizing about saving everyone?"

"I know reality will always be unsatisfactory." Glorfindel shrugged like her, "but I will not compromise, I know this is the only correct decision."

"It's easy to talk about it." Romemos said, "But I was indeed aroused, so what better solution do you have?"

"...To be honest, I haven't figured it out yet." Glorfindel admitted honestly.

Romemos laughed: "Then you have the face to say those big words?"

"Whether you can do it or not is one thing, but whether you want to do it or not is another," Glorfindel said. Make excuses; and you, clever and clever, if you will, I don't believe you can't think of a better way, and you always choose the cheapest and most hated way to achieve your purpose."

"Are you asking me to come up with a third option for you?" Romemos raised his eyebrows, "Isn't this a bit stupid? And what can I do? Be like a magician to make people alive Has the whole village changed out of thin air? Or have they all been moved aside with a wave of the hand?"

"But you can let them temporarily move to a higher ground, and they will obey your orders." Glorfindel was startled, and suddenly said quickly, "Wait until they are all safe, and then you open the large area." The sluice of the dam, isn’t that all right?”

Romemos didn't answer right away. Her expression was unpredictable. She blinked slowly a few times before she nodded slightly: "Yes, I promise you. But I have conditions."

Romimos is a guy who won't suffer a little bit, Glorfindel is no longer surprised by this: "Say it."

"Don't worry, it's not a requirement that you have to jump into the river to commit suicide. I won't play the same trick again in a short time." Romimos glanced around at the elves who were facing the enemy, " Very simply, I want you to swear to your Valar that from now on, you will never, never force me back to Valinor in any way."

Glorfindel looked at her silently, and for a moment, Romimos almost suspected that the other party would rather not save Erizan than to take her back to Aman.

"...I swear." But in the end, Glorfindel whispered, "Your crimes will never be forgiven without trial, but I - on behalf of myself - renounce all condemnation and vengeance against you power. After today, we are settled, Lord Romimos."

He took off the ring and gave it back to Romimos.

For a moment, Romimos seemed to be surprised and hesitant, but then her eyes sank, she took the ring, turned around and flew away.

Although Romemos is not actually the ruler of Twilight, that is, strictly speaking, her orders are not mandatory, but she has long been the uncrowned king here, living in the old channel of the Gray Crow River. As soon as those Dongyi people listened to her request, they nodded hurriedly one by one.Within three days the elves saw her again.

"There is no one staying on the river," she said, "the gates can be opened to release the water."

The elves breathed a sigh of relief secretly, they had been worried for several days, for fear that Romimos would change his mind at any time if he got upset.

Then Romemos walked into the hut by the dam and took off a hanging painting in the house. Behind the painting was hidden a square stone slab with strange patterns.

Romemos put her left hand on the stone slab, and a dark golden light shone from her palm. Along with her movement, there was a thunderous rumbling sound from the direction of Noias, and the gate was slowly opened. When it came down, the finally unblocked river roared and smashed out like a wild beast released from its cage.

"You can leave." Romimos gave the elves an order to drive away the elves without stopping, "According to the speed of the water level change, when you rush back to meet the army, the bridge on the Granduin River will just be able to float. Get out of the water."

"Wait," said Elrond, "and the spell?"

Romimos froze for a moment: "What spell?"

"It's the Rune of the Moon."

Romemos looked at his expression very strangely: "Do you know the words on it?"

"……do not know."

"Then why do you think it's a spell?"

"..."

"That line means 'May 821th, 5 of the Second Era', which is the completion date of Noias." Romimos sighed, "Young people should study hard and stop daydreaming. I How can it be possible to engrave the password to open the door on the door, so that anyone can open it?"

Elrond felt insulted.

However, Romimos was obviously very happy to be able to give the elves some more fun before they left, and waved goodbye to them with a smile: "Come play again when you have time."

I thank you and will never come again.

It wasn't until the elves had gone away that Romimos's smile gradually disappeared from his face.

She held out her hand, and a crow landed on it.

"Go to Holly County and deliver a letter to Sauron for me." Romimos lowered his eyes, as if absent-minded, "Just tell him that Linton's army is coming soon, so it's time for him to come to an end."