Charles' cheap mother, Arethir, was born in the hidden kingdom of Gundolin (when expedition to Lone Mountain, the elf weapons obtained by Gandalf and the dwarves in the Sheep Cave were produced here).

Gundolin was built by Turgon, the second son of the King of the Nodo people, after the return of the Nodo people to Middle-earth, King Fenguo.

As the sister who is very close to his brother Turgon, Princess Aritiel has lived there for two hundred years since the completion of Gondolin. Later, she married Eor by chance when she went out. She has not returned for four or five years.

Obviously she missed this quite a bit, so she made this proposal.

But as an introverted and weird personality, who doesn't like sunshine, lives in dark forests all year round, and is very sensitive to this.

...

In the quiet and dim room, only the candle light and narrow reflections flashed hazy.

Charles could feel that under this silent confrontation, holding his slender arms with some force, which seemed to mean that the master was very excited.

In fact, if he could see Arethier's face at this moment, he would find that she was indeed very angry now.

Eor's words seemed to touch Arethir's heart a little bit of resistance, so Arethir's reaction was unprecedentedly intense.

"Why aren't you allowed me to visit my relatives? Do you have to imprison me in this forest?"

"No reason, I can't say it's just not!" Eor's answer was full of stiffness and impatience.

"What are you concerned about? Are you afraid that I will never return? Or do you have inferiority complex?"

"self-abasement?"

As if hearing something angry, Eor raised his voice: "The relatives were slaughtering each other, disobeying the mighty Western powers, and brought the terrifying curse and the enemy Morgoth from the West to Middle-earth. The sins committed by the Nodos made all the elves shame! Why do you think I was inferior? Just because of your hidden king brother and the Supreme King father?"

"I have explained to you many times that my family has never made these mistakes. It was all done by Fei'ano and his seven sons! We returned to Middle-earth with the goal of avenging the enemy because he killed my grandfather!"

As he said that, Arethil seemed very angry, and she even stood up from the chair: "As for why you are inferior, do you need me to mention it again? Do you really think I don't know why I got lost in the South Hermos Forest?!"

"You—" the anger on Eor's face was replaced by surprise, and he opened his mouth and seemed speechless.

"Also, do you think I have never discovered the sneaky things you raise at home? Keeping ghosts in captivity, slander the entire Nodo tribe, and even not allowing me to return to the tribe to visit my relatives. Why is your mind so dirty??"

"I--"

"I won't listen to any quibblings of you, because everything I say is true! I should have hidden these words in my heart and not tell you. After all, we are married now, but you are too much. Not only are you not allowed to return to Gundolin, but you are not even allowed to take my son with you—"

"Enough!"

Eor roared in anger, stared at his wife in white clothes in front of him, and raised his arm as if he wanted to slap her.

However, Eor's palm did not fall on Arethier's face in the end.

It was not that he braked the car in time, but that while he raised his hand, the reflection formed by the candlelight shining on the door frame suddenly curled and contracted. Then, it was strangely rotated and spread out into a narrow arc on the slender arms in a coarse cloth. Finally, the top was wrapped around Eor's wrist.

However, not only his wrists, the feeling of the dark elf's entire arm as if it was tightly confined by a rope was born, but now he could not see anything except a shadow.

The heart suddenly thrust, and Eor, who held his left hand up and couldn't move, quickly pulled out the sword he was wearing with his waist with his other hand, then turned around and subconsciously protected the mother and son behind him, and looked at the empty and dim living room outside the bedroom.

"Who is there!?"

The shadow on his wrist had dissipated when he turned around, but the sound of his scolding was full of majesty and power for a moment. It seemed that a unique energy spread throughout the houses in the forest. The trivial sound came faintly, as if a mouse was scared away, but it made Eor more alert.

The house was hidden and lightless, and several trance shadows that were invisible to ordinary people also moved with the sound, quickly passing through the cold and fierce eyes of the room, and quickly rushed around and did not let go of any corner.

A sudden abnormality and a strong sense of crisis, Eor, attached great importance to this. After finding no clues, he even told Arethir to hide in the house and not go out. He ran out angrily, as if he would not give up until he found the raider.

As for the quarrel that had just happened, he left behind. Aritiel, who was still angry, felt depressed. Of course, she had no intention of quarreling with her husband anymore. Even her mind was not on the inexplicable "intruder", but lowered her head and stared at the little baby with an innocent expression in her arms.

"It's you, right? My little Romian? I can feel that it's you, are you protecting your mother?"

Shire blinked, keeping innocent, pretending not to understand.

But he was quite depressed and strange inside.

Because when he activated his ability, he could do it with just a gesture of hooking his fingers, which was very hidden. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by this person?

What is even more puzzled is that we shouldn’t it be surprised to be discovered like this kind of monster?

After all, even if there is magic in this world, he is only a month old now?

...

Shire, who had not been in this world for a long time, obviously would not understand what the specific situation was.

In this world where animals can speak and big trees can run, a normal one-year-old elves are enough to sing and dance. Then a more talented elves baby shows some unique and beyond common sense talents, and it is not so incomprehensible.

Especially for Arethir, who had lived in Verino (the realm where Vila lived in Amenzhou), who had seen the glory of gods many times, she did not feel anything unreasonable for her son to have such talent, but instead felt ecstasy in her heart - because this means that her son is an elf born with unique talents, and is destined to be very different from ordinary elf in the future.

Of course, this difference is not that magical power is super strong, and one person can pick thousands of enemies.

In this world, magic is just an auxiliary means of survival or combat. In fact, because of the principle of activation, the current mainstream is not this - but it is enough to make Arethir pay full attention.

"I have to go back to Gondolin!"

Aritiel, who found that his offspring had such talent, tightened his son tightly. The original wavering thought became firm again, but she did not show it. Even when Eor returned with suspicion, she never mentioned this again.

And Eoer, who was already guilty in his heart, naturally would not say much about this - of course he did not apologize or something. This elf with an introverted temperament is not talkative and has a strong self-esteem, which seems full of weirdness in the overall atmosphere of the world.

Shire knew this, after all, there were countless machismos and other things in many worlds he had experienced.

...

Just when a strange family in a remote forest was living a seemingly normal life but actually undercurrents, a "person" far away from the far north of Middle-earth was thinking about something.

Deep under the ground of the Iron Mountains is a dark and huge fortress, and deep in the fortress, there is an empty and light-free dark hall.

On the throne at the end of the hall, a huge shadow like a towering sky was sitting there thinking about a very strange question.

That is, where did his egg go?

In Milkor (he had a nickname called Morgoth, meaning the enemy of darkness), while busy weaving many conspiracies, he actually had a lot of time to empty his brain and stare aimlessly.

Because I am happy to pollute the world and organize conspiracies, this kind of free time is not much, and most of them are placed on the entertainment activity of torture of elves and prisoners.

However, today, he suddenly remembered the egg brought in from the void land outside the universe.

In fact, the habit of being dazed was also born because of the egg. When he was very interested in the past, he would take out the egg and look around every now and then. Because of this, he even delayed many good opportunities for damage in ancient times.

It was only as the Middle Earth world became bigger and more colorful that his interest completely shifted to "main business" and he began to gradually forget that strange thing.

Until now.

Because of what happened in Amen, the Nodo tribe, one of the three major elves, ran from Amen to Middle-earth to seek revenge on him. Now, a very tight military siege has formed outside his new and old nest Ang class.

Because he needs to constantly nurture the darkness of the entire world, his power has dissipated too much. Therefore, even as a powerful man who existed since the beginning of the world, he will not be able to break through the formation formed by these ordinary people for a while.

That's why he suddenly thought of that egg.

Although he couldn't understand that thing, it also represented a kind of mystery. I think if he could study it thoroughly, his power might be enhanced.

However, when he was having such a sudden idea, he suddenly realized that his egg was gone!

It was right that he had forgotten the egg in the corner because of his drastically reduced interest, but this did not mean that he was completely left alone.

In fact, he once left a breath on the egg. As long as he wanted to, he could find the egg - no matter where it was.

However, he couldn't sense the specific location of the thing...

Where did it go?

This was a very serious problem, and Milkor fell into deep thought.

But then he didn't need to worry about it, because Maiya, who was sent out to investigate the matter, sent a message back.

"Eol, the blacksmith of the Cinda clan?"

It is obviously impossible for the Dark Enemy to remember the name of this inconspicuous elf prisoner, so he was puzzled by the voice.
Chapter completed!