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

Chapter 990 The Assembly of Kings!

"Send troops?" Thranduil instinctively wanted to refuse. After all, his father had died outside the Black Gate in the final battle years ago, and like the Star Elves, he had suffered from post-war psychological syndrome. The Battle of the Five Armies was only to retrieve the Elven treasure and prepare to fight the Dwarves!

"..." Thranduil fell silent, a rare occurrence. Psychologically, he was unwilling to let the forest elf army leave the kingdom! The kingdom possessed a complete defense system and was protected by various magic arrays. In Thranduil's mind, if they were determined to retreat, these orcs and Ringwraiths would be powerless against them!

Furthermore, elves have very low food requirements, and the Magic Well provides them with a continuous source of energy. A small amount of vegetables and fruits is enough to sustain the entire elven kingdom! With everything self-sufficient, Thranduil prefers to live his own life behind closed doors. Although he is also a member of the Northern Alliance, compared to the humans and dwarves of Vale, Thranduil's joining the alliance was somewhat forced. He is content with his current environment and has no intention of seeking change!

"What about the Star Elves? King Roland didn't say what they said..." Thranduil fell silent as he spoke. After all, the Star Elves were incredibly far away, residing in the Dark Forest. It was said that they had recently helped the Alliance restrain quite a few Orcs! The Star Elf King Iovia and the Star Dragon Knight Peter Gro, along with the Elven Rangers, had caused the Dolgodo Orcs no end of trouble!
Thranduil's silence stemmed from the realization that only the Woodland Kingdom seemed to be doing nothing... The dwarves were grinding meat in the north, and Lagrang was practically the Northern Weightlifting Champion! He was wielding his sword against the orcs! Everyone else was doing something, more or less. The Woodland Kingdom's capital wasn't actually far from the other kingdoms, but its isolation was undeniably the worst among them...

"And your reply..." The lieutenant frowned. Ever since his prince Legolas went out to gain experience, Thranduil, without anyone to supervise him, had become increasingly indecisive and timid. His lieutenant understood that Thranduil feared war and was afraid of the sacrifice of his people, but unfortunately, war was not something that could be changed according to his personal will.

"I'll go see them!" Thranduil decided he should personally investigate the situation. After all, the allied forces had made quite a stir this time, and although he had his doubts, he didn't want to be branded as a traitor for no reason...

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"What? Thranduil himself has come? My goodness! What an honor this is!" Roland exclaimed in shock. His humble temple had actually attracted such a great figure as Thranduil. It should be noted that in the original history, Thranduil had virtually no recorded deeds during the War of the Five Armies to the War of the Ring. This indicated that the Woodland Kingdom was safe and sound, and also proved Thranduil's incompetence!

"What does he mean?" Roland didn't understand why the dignified Elf King would suddenly run to Swiftstream City.
"Lord Yunfeng is over there consolidating the army! He will take good care of the Elf King!" Duke Joelsteria nodded to Roland, indicating that Roland would not neglect him.

“I reckon Thranduil is here because of the Allied Forces!” Roland said thoughtfully, his fingers interlaced. After all, no one visits a temple without a reason, and Thranduil’s unusual appearance in Rushmore must have its own purpose!

"An allied force? Did we leave a place for the elves back then?" Duke Joelstia was taken aback, after all, when considering the allied force, Thranduil's resources had not been taken into account.

"Don't you know?" In Roland's memory, Thranduil was a very cowardly and homebody ruler. This acquired personality made Thranduil habitually avoid everything! (Except for beating up dwarves).

"Well..." Duke Joelster turned to look at Roland, unsure how to begin. After all, they were all respectable people, and there were rules between kings. It was difficult for Roland, as king, not to receive a visiting king, even though Yun Feng's position as prime minister wasn't lowly! But it would still give others grounds for criticism...

"I'm going to see him! Caslo! Come with me!" Roland patted Caslo on the shoulder. Caslo was now full of energy again. Although he was badly injured, the Dragon Knight's terrifying recovery ability had brought Caslo back to full health!

“Yes, Your Majesty!” Caslo nodded. After all, the only dragon Roland could openly ride in the kingdom was Kaldor. The essence of the wind dragon was a life-saving grace for Kaldor, who was still a four-legged flying dragon! No other dragon would allow Roland to ride on its back, not even if he was the king!

"The household is in your hands now, my Queen!" Roland winked playfully at Nyx. With the king gone, Queen Nyx would automatically take over the reins. Lagrange's dual monarchy system could minimize the risk of the country's sudden collapse at the central level!
“Yes, my husband! Be careful on the road!” Nyx nodded gently. “I will help Her Majesty the Queen handle the affairs of state!” Duke Joelster said, patting his chest.

"Should I come along?" asked Maple Forest Orchid, who had been lost in thought for a while.

"No need, just keep an eye on the other side! I'm going to see old friends, not to attend a trap!" Roland was speechless after seeing everyone looking so tense and ready for battle, making it seem like a solemn farewell...

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"Your Majesty, you've arrived! Everyone has been waiting for you!" On the terrace of the central castle of the now incredibly prosperous and expanded City of Swiftflow, Duke Yunfeng, dressed in an elegant robe, waited. Upon seeing Roland, he rushed up eagerly for the first time in years.

"Hurry, hurry! Your Majesty! You've finally arrived!" Without saying another word, Yun Feng grabbed Roland and dragged him into the castle.

"Wait...why are you in such a hurry? Prince Thranduil isn't going anywhere!" Roland asked, puzzled. He could only be dragged into the banquet hall by Yun Feng like a puppet. Along the way, there were servants hurrying about everywhere, obviously they had gone ahead to inform the guests. The aroma of food was also beginning to rise from the kitchen...

"I want to see what's going on!" Roland, not believing in such things, pushed open the banquet hall door himself without waiting for the servants.

"Holy crap!" Roland exclaimed in surprise. So that's what happened!

"Good afternoon, Your Highness Roland!" King Bad of the Valley Kingdom nodded, patting his chest.

"Good afternoon, Your Highness!" King White Wing of Akvia smiled and nodded at Roland.

“My brother! It’s a pleasure to see you! You seem to be doing well!” Thorin put down his wine glass and stood up.

"Greetings, Your Highness!" Thranduil greeted last with an elegant bow.

"???" Roland turned to look at Yun Feng behind him. You didn't tell me this was going to happen!
(End of this chapter)