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

Chapter 703 A Restless Heart
"How many corpses have been cleared out?" Iovia asked, frowning. He was eager to know just how many of these orcs had brazenly invaded the Star Elf territory. Who gave them the courage and audacity to so wantonly slaughter the elves?
"We've cleared out over two hundred bodies! The final count should be over three hundred people!" Peter Groh thought for a moment. They had also dealt with dozens of orc wolf riders in the dense forest, so with these, there were at least three hundred people!
This is already a considerable force! Dozens of orc wolf riders dare to plunder human towns with impunity, and hundreds of orc wolf riders are already capable of confronting human legions head-on!
"It must have been tough for King Whitewing!" Iovia suddenly said with a strange expression. Fortunately, these orcs were scattered and fighting guerrilla warfare. If they had gathered together and clashed with the northern cavalry who had gone deep into the jungle, the northern cavalry of the Kingdom of Akvia would have been the ones to suffer. They might have even been completely wiped out, since warhorses could never match the mobility of dire wolves in the jungle!

"Haha! He'll thank you!" Peter Groh chuckled. They had inadvertently helped the Whitewing King out of a major problem! It would be quite a sight to see the unsuspecting Akvia cavalry suddenly encounter this orc wolf rider force!

"No, I think Roland should thank us more!" Iovia said helplessly, covering her face. This was purely because the Kingdom of Singrei and the Kingdom of Akvia helped the Kingdom of Lagrang take the fall. Although, given the current strength of the Kingdom of Lagrang, these orc wolf riders could not have any impact on them at all... If they had actually shown up, they probably wouldn't have been enough for the Lagrang soldiers to take.

"Why didn't these bastards stay in Golgodo this time? Did they run off to eat too much? Have the Ringwraiths of Dolgodo lost their minds? They wouldn't be planning to attack the Kingdom of Lagrang, which has a bunch of dragon riders, would they?" Peter Gro asked, somewhat puzzled. The three Ringwraiths of Dolgodo had been under the surveillance of the Allied Forces. Now, the Kingdom of Lagrang openly had three dragon riders, plus a bunch of sixth-tier professionals. If these Ringwraiths dared to step out of their home territory, they would undoubtedly be killed the moment they showed their faces!
"Who knows! We've been keeping a close eye on the old fortress of Dolgodor lately. If the Ringwraiths want to make a move, their current strength is far from enough! I suspect that other Ringwraiths have infiltrated Dolgodor!" Iovia immediately imagined a grand drama of infiltration and encirclement, and began to unleash her conspiracy theories to analyze the Ringwraiths' intentions...

Little did they know this was merely the result of Dolgoth's widespread panic. After a flurry of attacks that utterly routed the Gombard army, the entire Kingdom of Lagrange became a threat in the eyes of all the Ringwraiths! After all, being able to crush the Gombard army meant they could only crush the armies of the other two locations! No, to be precise, only the Sauron forces of Dolgoth. After all, the Black Gate was backed by Mordor; how could Roland be so brain-dead as to use his own people to fill that bottomless line of death? He wasn't some headless elf; after all, the actions of the fathers of Éovia and Thranduil were truly bizarre! The fact that those two kingdoms hadn't fallen was a testament to the elves' high fertility!

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Roland was still focused on Yunfeng's progress in crafting magical equipment, completely unaware that a tremendous battle had broken out in the distant Dark Forest!

"By the way, how many sets have you made in all these days?" Roland came over and looked curiously at Yunfeng, who was busy at work.

"How many sets? Are you dreaming?" Yun Feng rolled his eyes. Good heavens, even an animal wouldn't be allowed to produce so many! He hasn't even made one set yet, and you dare to dream of several? Do you think superior-grade equipment is as common as cabbage?
"Okay, okay, you go ahead and do your work..." Roland naturally noticed Yun Feng's disdainful look and decided to be more mindful of not becoming someone that everyone disliked.

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"Kicked out?" Darian Nightblade suddenly asked, emerging from the shadows under the eaves.

“Hmm, I’m just curious… You’re not a normal assassin, so why do you have this habit of hiding in the shadows?” Roland first nodded to admit that he had been kicked out, then looked at Darian Nightblade with a scrutinizing gaze, his tone full of confusion.

"Ahem! Professional habit! Professional habit!" Darian Nightblade coughed lightly to cover up the embarrassment on his face. Although he was a unique light assassin, as a rat profession that should be hiding in the shadows all year round, certain behaviors were indeed professional habits.

"I suggest you change it. When you sneak in the sunlight, you blend into the light; when you sneak in the shadows..." Roland raised his eyelids and glanced at the shadow behind him, struggling to find the right words. "..." Darian Nightblade, damn it, I'm losing my temper! Why bring that up? You really know how to rub salt into a wound! You know how to hurt me, King Roland! After all, I was discovered sneaking in Gombada Fortress; the walking "third wheel" blinded the orc.

"Let's go, let's go explore somewhere else!" Roland patted Darian Nightblade on the shoulder and pouted. He was incredibly restless with nothing to do. Roland, who aspired to be a knight-errant like Li Bai and Zhu Yuanzhang, suddenly realized he seemed to have some kind of war gene. He couldn't get used to this idle life at home. Roland felt a pang of nostalgia for when he first arrived in Middle-earth…

"Time flies!" Roland exclaimed suddenly, gazing at the bustling city gate.

"What?" Darian Nightblade heard Roland's mutterings, but didn't quite catch it, so he quickly asked.

"It's alright, let's go back to the castle!" Roland looked at the awe and respectful gazes of the people around him and suddenly felt a little bored. He lost interest in wandering around and led the way toward the castle.

“Strange…” Darian Nightblade was somewhat curious about Roland’s unusual behavior today, as he was not out partying. However, he was also happy to have some peace and quiet. Otherwise, if Roland was out having fun, he would feel uneasy. If something happened, he would have to face Queen Nyx’s questioning.

"By the way, Your Highness, what's the situation with Knight Commander Ravian?" Darian Nightblade, walking with Roland, asked Roland the question that had been buried in his heart for a long time. After all, in the entire kingdom's structure, Ravian seemed out of place with Roland. Darian Nightblade could clearly feel that Ravian's eyes were full of inexplicable meaning and wariness when he looked at Roland.

"Him?" Roland's face darkened instantly. If you were to ask who in the entire kingdom would dare to disrespect Roland, Nyx would be the first, followed by Ravian. Although this guy obeyed Roland's orders, he wasn't blindly obedient. On the contrary, he would always consider whether something would affect Nyx before doing it. His attitude was so upright that it was speechless, clearly saying, "Don't think you can order me around just because you married my lord..."

"He is loyal to my wife and there is no hierarchical relationship between us. You don't need to worry about him!" Roland waved his hand. He himself couldn't do anything about Lavian, let alone anyone else. In the entire kingdom, apart from being obedient to Nyx, he was probably only loyal to Nyx's unborn child.

“Oh…” Darian Nightblade’s voice was drawn out as if he saw through everything. He looked Roland over and then suddenly clicked his tongue a few times, his voice containing a mixture of sympathy and mockery.

"..." For some reason, Roland's already restless heart suddenly became even more agitated; it itched! His fists were itching!