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

Chapter 630: Deceiving
"What, interested in following me? You won't lose out by working with me! In the future, you elves can migrate to the Ancient Tree of War!" Roland's voice was like a devil from hell, full of inexplicable allure.

"Hmm..." At this moment, Verway was so overwhelmed by the majesty of the ancient war tree that he was in a daze and believed whatever anyone said, so he nodded subconsciously.

"Clap!" Roland clapped his hands excitedly!

"Vanville, kneel down and receive your investiture! From now on, you will be the Grand Duke of Lordaeron of the Kingdom of Lagrange!" Roland blurted out.

"...Huh!" Before Verway could react, Omske stared wide-eyed at Roland, his eyes wide with disbelief. What the heck? He's become the Grand Duke of Lordaeron?
"What did you say if it wasn't King Roland?" Verway knelt down on one knee as if he had heard the message. He looked up at Roland and suddenly realized that his perspective was wrong. Before he could react, Roland swiftly drew his Dragon Slayer Sword and lightly tapped it on both of his shoulders.

"Hahaha! Rise, my Grand Duke!" Roland sheathed his Dragon Slayer Sword and opened his arms.

"???" Verway's mind went blank. You took advantage of my momentary lapse in concentration? By deception? By sneak attack? You have no sportsmanship?

"..." Omsk, who was standing to the side, covered his face and could no longer look at Roland's face.

“Your Highness Roland, you must have misunderstood…” Verway stood up, dusted himself off, and gave a polite rather than awkward smile.

"Hmm? You just pledged your allegiance to me and you want to betray the country?" Roland said calmly, glancing sideways.

"Pfft..." Omske, who was standing to the side, was already squatting on the ground playing with ants, as if the ants were some rare treasure, without even raising his head.

"..." Verway's eye twitched. "You seem to have that serious illness!"
"Alright, from now on these ancient war trees will be under the care of you elves. You can take them wherever you want to settle down. I'm heading back now!" Roland chuckled and mounted his horse to ride away.

“Wait…” Verway quickly reached out his hand.

"It's alright, you can let your people live on the War Tree. Although it's not as good as the Demon Well, it can at least enhance your life force!" Roland waved his hand and ran away without looking back, leaving only his voice echoing in the air.

"Your Highness! Wait for me!" By the time Omsk realized what was happening, Roland had already slipped away, leaving him only shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Your Highness, don't go! Wait for me!"

"Your Highness, how will I live without you! Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, please give me back my horse!"

"My horse! My horse, Your Highness!"

Roland galloped ahead on horseback, while Omske chased after him at breakneck speed. They were still at least ten miles from the city of Swiftstream, and it would be better to kill him than to make him "ride" on foot.

At this moment, Roland, who had long since vanished without a trace, suddenly realized something was wrong. After all, there was no one on the back of the Abyss Warhorse that was riding alongside him... Upon closer inspection, he realized that Omske had tied the reins of the two horses together, so...

Roland turned his head and looked deeply behind him, silently mourning for Omsk for a few seconds—and you, Omsk, you are a true hero!

……

"Your Highness!" The soldiers at the city gate hurriedly greeted Roland.

"Huh? His Majesty Omske's warhorse? Where is His Majesty?" the soldier leading Roland's horse asked in confusion.

“He…he’s exercising in the back!” Roland said without batting an eye.

"Strange!" The soldiers scratched their heads, not understanding why a sixth-tier hero would need to train his body. Shouldn't his physical attributes be top-notch? However, they didn't understand the world of the sixth tier, so no one said much. "I'm back!" Roland kicked open the castle door and laughed heartily. How could Roland not be in a good mood after getting three Ancient Trees of War and tricking an elf?

"You're back? Where's Omske?" Yun Feng raised her eyelids slightly and then lowered her head to ask.

"I'll lose weight later!" Roland waved his hand.

at the same time……

"Huff huff huff~" Omsk arrived outside the City of Swiftflow, panting heavily.

"Your Majesty? What happened?" The soldiers rushed to greet Omsk, seeing his disheveled appearance, thinking he had been ambushed or something.

"Where is His Highness?" Omske didn't answer but instead focused on Roland's whereabouts. It wasn't that he was being overly cautious, but Roland was simply too unreliable. In the past, he would have leisurely walked back, but ever since Roland's "shameful" example, Omske dared not let Roland out of his sight. He could only rush back, almost draining his battle aura, setting a new record for running like a horse.

"Your Highness is back! We were wondering why you didn't come back with him!" the soldiers exclaimed.

"It's nothing!" Omske entered the city with a dark face. He couldn't very well tell the soldiers that his horse had been run away by some scoundrel and he had to run back, could he? What about his reputation as a sixth-tier hero?

……

"You ran back?" Yun Feng didn't even lift his eyelids; he could tell from the person's aura that the person who came in was Omske. He sat in the chair, calmly reading a book.

"Huh? How did you know?" Omske stumbled, looking at Yunfeng, who was sitting elegantly and gracefully in the chair, with a look of surprise and doubt.

"When His Highness returned, he was leading your horse. When you came in, you were panting heavily..." Yun Feng turned a page of his book and said calmly. Although Yun Feng never left his house, his and Adolf Heinrich's mental energy was not idle. The two of them were constantly scanning the city of Jiliu and the surrounding area with their mental energy in an alternating manner, in order to prevent the erosion of evil forces.

"..." Omske remained silent with a dark expression, then grabbed his water glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Lord Verway suddenly went out just now. What happened?" Yun Feng didn't bother with Omske's trivial matter and changed the subject instead.

"The Ancient Tree of War from Lordaeron has come looking for us. Lord Vale sensed its immense vitality; after all, the connection between elves and ancient trees is rather mysterious!" Omske explained with a shrug.

"I see!" Yun Feng nodded in understanding. He knew about the Grand Duchy of Lordaeron. As a former elven region of the Empire, it was not surprising that there was an Ancient Tree of War there. However, it was extraordinary that the Ancient Tree of War could still find an heir to the Empire after so many years!

"That thing is somewhat useful; it would make a good fortress. It's a pity we don't have any elves to garrison and manage it!" Yun Feng closed the book, rubbed his chin, and pondered.

“That’s another matter…” Omsk suddenly said awkwardly.

"What...what did King Roland do this time?" Yun Feng paused and asked, somewhat frightened.

"He tricked the chieftain of the grassland elves, Vale, and then, taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, gave him the title of Grand Duke of Lordaeron. Lord Vale is still struggling with this, after all, the Ancient Tree of War is indeed very attractive to the elves." Omske covered his face.

"You've been fooled enough..." Yun Feng shook his head and chuckled. It was indeed the Roland he knew—Roland, Elector of the Empire, King of Romanian, King of Lagrange, Great Conman of Middle-earth, Pie-in-the-Sky Pie-in-the-Sky, Roland!

"More or less." Omsk said speechlessly. If it were anything else, given the arrogance of the elves, they would probably have started cursing. But if it were the Ancient Tree of War and other elven treasures, plus the fact that the grassland elves and the Kingdom of Lagrang were so familiar with each other, it might be worth considering. Omsk estimated that, given Valway's personality, Roland's persuasion was probably a sure thing.

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