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

Chapter 353 Embarrassment
"Isn't it a bad idea to just leave like this?" Renault grinned.

“Wouldn’t that be even more awkward?” Omske pointed to the Swan Knights lying dead on the ground.

"What are these things? Does Gondor have this army?" Apophis Breo grabbed the Swan Knights and examined them closely.

"I don't know! I don't recognize them!" The two shook their heads.

“Let’s stay here… It’s not safe here tonight! If we leave tonight, we might come back tomorrow as nothing but bones!” Renault shook his head, setting the tone for the matter. As the city lord of Lulong Fortress, he was in charge of all major decisions.

"Waaah~ Help! Enemy~ attack~! Help~ help~ me!" From a pile of dry grass, Jessie Ava's weak cries for help could be faintly heard.

"Hmm? Did you hear anything?" Omske's ears twitched. With his terrifying sixth-level hearing, he could still vaguely hear some noises.

"What's going on?" Renault stood up.

"No?" Apophis Breo stood up and quickly looked around.

"Huh? Am I hallucinating?" Omske scratched his head in confusion.

"Help...help...ah!" Jessie's lips twitched slightly as she struggled to utter a cry for help that was barely louder than a mosquito's buzz.

"Pfft~" Jessie Ava finally couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hmm?" Omske leaped over and found Jessie, who was barely alive, in the dark grass.

At this moment, Jessie Ava still had pale green blood at the corner of his mouth, and his chest was rising and falling intermittently. If it weren't for the badge on his chest constantly emitting a healing green light, Jessie Ava would definitely be dead by now.

"Huh? This is something good! Battle-tested alchemical magic equipment! This level of healing power is impressive!" Renault raised an eyebrow, but he was more interested in the badge on Jessie's chest.

“Uh…aren’t we getting off-topic? Shouldn’t we be focusing on where this orc came from?” Apophis Breo grinned.

“A half-orc? No, no, no! It’s a goblin!” Omsk recognized it.

"Should we save him?" Renault asked, looking at the two of them.

“Perhaps he was a prisoner of Gondor. Should we…save him?” Apophis Breo said with some concern. They had already beaten up the knights of Gondor, and it seemed a bit unreasonable to kill a prisoner now.

"Hmm! Let's help him out! There was a goblin king who came to our territory once, and His Highness even helped him!" Renault thought about it and agreed; it was just a matter of helping someone out.

“Alright…” Omsk shrugged; he didn’t know the details of Jessie Ava’s situation back then either.

"Whoosh~" Soft holy light slowly bloomed, strands of it silently merging into Jessie's chest, and soon the unfortunate man's breathing became steady...

"Cough cough! Enemy attack!" Jessie Ava had just caught her breath when she started screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Hmm? This voice sounds familiar... I wonder where I've heard it before?" Renault turned his head in confusion to examine Jessie Ava more closely.

"Huh? Lord Renault! It's me! It's Jessiava! The Goblin King! Help!" Jessiava, who was like a chick in Omske's hands, let out a shrill scream, a sound so pitiful it could bring tears to the eyes of even the fiercest dragon... "Huh? Jessiava? It's you!" Renault was taken aback and quickly examined the person in front of him. Through his bruised and swollen face, he could vaguely recognize that this was the former Goblin King...

At this moment, Renault was so embarrassed he almost wanted to dig a ducal castle out of his feet... Getting recognized after hitting someone is the most embarrassing thing ever.

"Hiss! Lord Renault, you guys really went all out! My gear almost couldn't stop your attack... Was it a sixth-tier lord who made the move?" Jessie grimaced as she rubbed the aches all over her body.

“I am a sixth-tier hero, Omsk! Can you tell us the purpose of your entry?” Omsk stared intently into Jessie Ava’s eyes.

"Entry into the country? Is this the territory of the Kingdom of Lagrange?" Jessie blinked, looking confused. He didn't seem to remember any strongholds of the Kingdom of Lagrange nearby, so how did this become the border?
“He didn’t know about Lulong Fortress before he left…” Renault whispered to Omske.

"Hmm?" Omske raised an eyebrow, instantly realizing that it was a misunderstanding.

"I am returning to the Eastern Mountains. My people are waiting for me! The Regent of Gondor has fulfilled their promise! Is there a problem?" Jessiava said neither humbly nor arrogantly. At this moment, Jessiava truly exuded a kingly aura.

“These Gondor knights are…” Apophis Breo hesitated.

“They are the Swan Knights! From Dorandos!” Jessie Ava introduced.

"Swan Knights?" The group exchanged glances. They had heard of these heavily armored knights from Dorandos before, but this was the first time they had seen them in person. However, judging from the two white wings raised on their helmets and the long, swan-like necks they held high, they certainly deserved the title of Swan Knights...

……

"Ugh... Enemy attack! Alert!" The Swan Knight Commander, who had just recovered from unconsciousness, immediately rolled over and roared. He had already seen the three people sitting in front of him warming themselves by the fire.

"Stop looking!" Omsk said, picking at the weapons on the ground as he watched the knight commander searching for weapons.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking us?" The knight commander was clearly not a fool. He quickly analyzed the situation. The other side had the ability to easily suppress them, but did not restrict their ability to move. Obviously, there was room for negotiation.

“Attack? No, no, no! This is a misunderstanding!” Jessie Ava stood up. Although his bruised and swollen face made his voice sound a little strange, he quickly attracted the attention of the Swan Knight Commander.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Omsk, the hero of light and shadow from the Kingdom of Lagrange!" Omsk said casually.

"...The Kingdom of Gondor! Knight Commander Horfa!" Horfa cautiously looked at the three figures, and immediately felt immense pressure... No wonder he couldn't even last a single round; a sixth-tier hero ambushed him... He was incredibly lucky.

"Our fortress is ahead! If we don't make a move when you've come so close, the king will kill us! We didn't intend to attack you, it's just that you're too close!" Apophis Breo said calmly. He still had to explain, otherwise it could easily lead to diplomatic disputes. Right now, the kingdom didn't need to be at odds with other human kingdoms.

"And who are you?" Holfa asked, looking at Apophis Breo.

"Apophis Breo, the patriarch of House Lion of King's Landing, a nobleman of the Kingdom of Lagrange!" Apophis Breo said. Although he wanted to announce his title as Grand Duke of King's Landing, well... it was a bit embarrassing... Have you ever seen a grand duke without an entourage? Anyway, Apophis Breo didn't plan to call himself Grand Duke of King's Landing before he was fully powerful; he was afraid his ancestors would kill him if he did.

"Reno, the governor of Lulong Fortress in the Kingdom of Lagrange!" Reno awkwardly introduced himself.

Holfa returned the greetings one by one, which made him feel a little better, since being beaten up by three nobles from other kingdoms wasn't too humiliating.

(End of this chapter)