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But the remaining one is a gift.

He also benefited from Arwen and others and received an honor that even Fëanor, the forger of the Silmarils, did not have.

Dui picked up a leaf next to him, used transfiguration to turn it into an exquisite silk handkerchief, carefully wrapped the strand of hair, put it in his arms, and then solemnly promised Galadriel.

"Ma'am, don't worry. I will definitely make a powerful wand for His Highness Arwen and the others."

Galadriel smiled upon hearing this.

But in this wonderful atmosphere, there are always people who ruin it.

"Gandalf, why did you bring an irrelevant person to such an important occasion? This is getting more and more out of line."

An old voice with a somewhat sarcastic tone came from not far away.

A tall and slightly thin old man in a white robe appeared, holding a staff and with a cold and majestic look on his face.

Gandalf's expression changed instantly when he saw Galadriel's happy face, but he still had to force a smile and turned to nod politely to the visitor: "Saruman, long time no see."

Then he took the initiative to introduce Dui: "This is my friend, the black-robed wizard Dui'er. He is not an irrelevant person. I brought him to the meeting this time for a reason..."

"A black wizard?" Saruman interrupted Gandalf, his sharp eyes scanning Dewi, then revealing a look of contempt. "Gandalf, when did you get to know such a third-rate sorcerer? Just because you learned a few magic tricks, you dare to call yourself a black wizard?"

Gandalf took a deep breath and gave Dewi an apologetic look.

Saruman has always been at odds with Gandalf, and Dewi was completely implicated this time.

Due shook his head slightly at Gandalf, not caring much about Saruman's mockery and belittlement.

He looked directly at the white-robed wizard in front of him, his expression without any fear or timidity.

"Mr. Saruman, my name as a wizard comes from my exploits in slaying barrows, trolls, and orcs. It was given to me by the people of Eriador. You do not seem to be qualified to judge."

Anyway, he had already seen the end of Saruman and was not afraid of offending him.

As the only white-robed wizard among the five wizards who took the initiative to come to Middle-earth, Saruman has the strongest strength and status, and is also the leader of the White Council.

But Saruman was narrow-minded and had a small heart. After learning that the shipbuilder Cirdan gave the Ring of Fire, Narya, of the Three Rings of the Elves to Gandalf instead of him, he became very jealous of Gandalf and had always been at odds with Gandalf.

He even secretly wanted to create a ring of power that surpassed the three rings of the elves.

However, Saruman did not have the forging skills of Sauron to create a powerful ring of power, so he turned to coveting Sauron's lost One Ring.

He once tried to find the One Ring in the Anduin River, where the One Ring was lost.

But in the end nothing was found.

Although Saruman has not yet fallen into darkness and colluded with the devil Sauron.

But before long, he should be able to use the Crystal of True Knowledge in his hand to collude with the Demon Lord Sauron.

So Deuil had no respect for Saruman.

Not to mention that because of the conflict with Gandalf, Saruman wanted to take his anger out on him.

Dui has no intention of accepting his fate.

Saruman frowned and looked displeased when he saw that Dewi dared to openly retort him.

However, due to his status as the leader of the White Dao Society, he simply expelled them in a cold voice: "Leave this place, you irrelevant people. This is not the place for you."

"Saruman, I invited Doir here," Gandalf said in a deep voice. "He is related to what I am talking about. He is a witness of the Nazgûl and a powerful helper!"

"Nazgûl? Gandalf, are you kidding?" Saruman sneered. "During the Battle of Mordor, these Ringwraiths disappeared along with Sauron's defeat. And now you say you and this third-rate wizard have seen the Nazgûl?"

"But the fact is, not long ago when we were passing through the Barrow-Downs, we encountered the Witch-king of Angmar who was possessed by a wight!" Gandalf argued.

"And Daregast also brought news that a necromancer appeared in Dol Guldur and that a relic belonging to Mordor—the Blade of Morgul—was discovered."

As he spoke, he took out the Morgul Blade he carried with him and placed it in front of everyone.

Seeing this weapon emitting dark power, Elrond and Galadriel, who had been silent until now, suddenly became serious.

"This is the sword forged for the Witch-king of Angmar," Galadriel recognized it. "After the fall of Angmar, the Men of the North sealed his body and all his belongings beneath the rock in the High Hills of Rhudaur, where they will never see the light of day again."

Elrond also frowned and said in disbelief, "This is impossible. The tomb is sealed with a powerful spell and will never be opened. How did this sword come out of there?"

Both of their eyes turned to Gandalf.

"The seal will not be broken, but what if someone can summon him?" Gandalf said, "You and I both know the master behind him. If that person is willing, he can summon them to his side no matter where they are."

"Nonsense!" Saruman said angrily. "Sauron has been defeated. He can never regain his power."

"The One Ring he relied on was also lost in the Anduin River. Perhaps it had long been washed into the ocean, nowhere to be found. There was no way he could ever return."

"But the problem is, we saw the Witch-king of Angmar, and his power is still strong. Duir encountered him once on the Barrow-Downs, and later we encountered an army of wights under his control on the East Road. We saw it with our own eyes, and I can't be mistaken!"

"This is just your own opinion," Saruman insisted, glancing at Dee again. "Add to that the words of a third-rate wizard with no credibility, and this is not enough evidence."

After being insulted so many times, Dewi was not without temper. He said, "Since the wizard Saruman thinks this is insufficient proof, I do have a way to prove what Gandalf said is true. However, I am afraid you will deny it then."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Dewi, even Gandalf was a little surprised.

Chapter 69 Leaving the Valley

"You? How can you prove it?" Saruman questioned coldly.

"I have a magic that can extract my own or other people's memories." Dui put the wand against his temple, recalling the situation at that time and chanting the spell in a low voice.

I saw a silver thread being pulled out from my temple, which was a memory of that time.

After extracting the memory, if you want to view it, you can either put the memory into someone else's mind or use the Pensieve to view it.

The Pensieve was unrealistic, and the people around him were all powerful figures without exception, and they probably wouldn't be happy to let Dui touch their memories.

But Dui has another option.

He looked at Galadriel and pleaded, "Lady Galadriel, I heard that you can create a water mirror that can see the past and the future. Could you create a container here that can hold memories so that everyone can see the scenes within?"

"as you wish."

Galadriel did not refuse. She picked up a wine jug on the table, strolled to the river next to her, and scooped up a jug of clear water.

When it was poured onto the table again, the clear water seemed to be infused with magic power, emitting starlight, extremely clear and bright, forming a very clear water mirror.

At Galadriel's signal, Due threw the memory thread wrapped around his wand into the water mirror.

Memories merged into the water mirror, causing waves.

The water mirror brought back scenes from Dewi's past memories, from the first time he encountered the Witch-king of Angmar in the tomb of the Barrow-downs, to the expedition encountering hundreds of wights on the road, and Gandalf's battle with the Witch-king of Angmar who was possessed by wights.

Everyone gathered in front of the water mirror, looking at the picture in the mirror with serious expressions.

Even Saruman, who was stubborn and didn't want to admit the truth, looked grim and didn't say anything.

After all, the facts were very clear. Except for Dui, everyone present was a man of profound knowledge and great strength, and they could all recognize that it was undoubtedly the Witch-king of Angmar.

But Saruman obviously didn't want to admit that he was wrong.

"Although I'm certain it's the Witch-king of Angmar, this doesn't mean Sauron has returned. When his fingers were cut off by the Sword of Narsil, his physical form was destroyed. Only his spirit remains, so he's nothing to fear."

"And without the One Ring, he would never have been able to gain power and become a threat to Middle-earth again."

Elrond and Galadriel said nothing, but stood behind Gandalf, having evidently made their choice.

When Saruman saw this scene, his jealousy towards Gandalf became even stronger. He was obviously the leader of the White Council, but now he was isolated and helpless.

"Let's not talk about the Ringwraiths, just the issue of the dwarves, Gandalf, you need to give us an explanation."

Saruman seized upon another topic and pressed the subject.

"You always like to meddle in other people's affairs. You go looking for trouble even when there is none. We all know what sleeps in the Lonely Mountain, but you insist on going ahead and trying to wake the dragon. You are only getting yourself into trouble."

"I cannot agree with you, Saruman." Gandalf shook his head. "The dragon Smaug does not belong to any side. If he allies with the Orcs, it will bring unpredictable consequences to all forces in Middle-earth."

"Only by allowing the dwarves to retake Lonely Mountain can we contain the dark forces in the Far East and prevent them from expanding."

Just as Gandalf and Saruman were arguing, Elrond's secretary Lindir brought a piece of news.

Thorin Oakenshield, the dwarves, and Bilbo left Rivendell early.

When talking about this news, there was a hint of joy in Lindir's tone.

During this period, the dwarves caused the elves in Rivendell a lot of trouble.

Not only did he squander all the food and wine in the valley, he also dismantled the elves' musical instruments and burned them as firewood, made a lot of noise every day, and bathed in the elves' fountains...

But Elrond did not blame him out of courtesy, considering that guests are welcome.

Now that the dwarves had left, the whole valley was like New Year's Day, and the elves were just about to hold a celebratory banquet.

The White Council meeting ended in a bad mood because Saruman disagreed.

Saruman is the leader of the White Council. Although Elrond and Galadriel agree with Gandalf's opinion, they will not go against Saruman.

Therefore, Gandalf's proposal for the members of the White Council to attack Dol Guldur together was ultimately not realized.

So Gandalf decided to go to Dol Guldur first to find out whether the Dark Lord Sauron was really hiding there.

Before leaving the valley,

With Elrond's permission, Dewi cast a spell on a fireplace to create a node in the Floo Network, connecting Rivendell and the fireplace in the tower of Weathertop.

This way, in the future he could easily travel back and forth between Weathertop and Rivendell via the Floo Network.

As a thank you, Dewi gave Elrond a small packet of Floo powder, enough for one person to use ten teleportation opportunities.

To get to Lonely Mountain from Rivendell, one needs to cross the Misty Mountains, which are steep and have no roads.

So Dui left the carriage and the pony Xiaodai in the valley and asked the elves to take care of them.

Afterwards, he and Gandalf set out on foot to the Misty Mountains, following in the footsteps of Thorin and his companions.

Thorin and his companions set out a day earlier than Dewi and Gandalf.

However, the two were not in a hurry, but walked at a leisurely pace.

Dui has the Crystal of True Knowledge in his hand, so he is not worried about not being able to find Thorin and the others.

"Where are they?" Gandalf asked, sitting down on a rock and smoking slowly.

"Let me see." Dui picked up a small leather bag from his waist, took out a crystal ball that was several times larger than his own, and looked inside the crystal ball carefully.

"Hmm... they're almost at the High Pass now. If we want to catch up, it'll probably take quite a while."

As he said this, he put the crystal of true knowledge back into the small leather bag, then took out a bottle of water and started drinking.