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

Chapter 708 Luo: My King! Yun: You regret it! Door: Bang!
Darian Nightblade quickly found Caslo, who was training griffin riders. These griffin riders were all self-taught air knights, so they needed someone to guide them in their training, unlike the dragon rider squad which had proficient flying skills as soon as they joined the kingdom.

"Lord Caslo, Your Highness is here!" Darian Nightblade tapped his toes a few times in the air, and his height rose rapidly until he was in the same airspace as Caslo.

“Okay!” Caslo glanced at Darian Nightblade and nodded.

"Assemble and return to base!" Caslo's deep voice rang in the ears of the griffin riders. Although they were far apart in the air, Caslo's voice still reached them clearly. It was obviously a skill that could only be learned by mastering one's own strength to the extreme.

"Whoosh~" As Caslo swooped down on his dragon, the others followed suit and landed below.

"His Highness has something to discuss with me. You all should continue your training. If you have any questions, just ask Lord Adile!" Caslo casually told the group. After all, Adile was a sixth-tier hero, and although he wasn't a Sky Knight, he was more than capable of guiding them!

"Yes, Your Majesty!" All the knights stood at attention, pounded their chests, and saluted before watching Caslo depart.

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"Alright, tell me, why did His Highness call me?" Seeing that no one was around, Caslo looked at Darian Nightblade. After all, the principle that having connections in court makes it easier to get ahead in officialdom is a universal truth.

“His Highness is probably planning to send you south to purchase grain! As you know, we still have a grain shortage after this autumn harvest, and His Highness hopes to make up for it with the two southern countries,” Darian Nightblade summarized to Caslo after thinking for a moment.

"Understood!" Caslo rubbed his temples. It seemed he would have to leave Ajax for a while.

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"I don't recommend going to Rohan! It's better to go straight to Gondor than to waste your energy!" When Caslow arrived, King Roland was engaged in a spectacular "battle" with Cloud Maple.

"Why not? Even if we can't meet our needs, it wouldn't be a bad thing to get acquainted, would it?" Yun Feng asked. After all, it's normal to visit the Kingdom of Rohan with gifts, and establishing normal diplomatic relations between the two countries would benefit everyone.

"What's the use of knowing Rohan now, given its current state? Can it bring any help to the kingdom? What right do these useless nobles who can't even keep an eye on the border have to be on equal footing with us?" Roland laughed angrily. Knowing the future, he certainly knew how decadent Rohan and Gondor were at this moment!
Rohan saved face thanks to King Théoden's last-minute intervention. Before that, when Théoden was being manipulated, all the nobles of Rohan, except for his son and nephew, seemed to have disappeared from public view. But the moment Théoden finally arrived at the battlefield, he had already become a hero!

As for Gondor, its situation was much better than Rohan's. Thanks to the diligent efforts and vigorous development of the great Chancellor Denethor II, Gondor's chaos was rectified. At least during the War of the Ring, it was able to wholeheartedly gather all its strength to fight. Although the nobles were rotten to the core, with the all-powerful Denethor II in charge, the kingdom was still a giant!
It goes without saying who is more worthy of befriending, right? Moreover, King Théoden is not yet born, but Denethor II is already over ten years old. If given the opportunity, Roland would not mind investing in him, because in Roland's opinion, Denethor II is really more suitable to be the king of Gondor than Aragorn!

"Why bother going to see something that's just a few steps away from Caslodo? We have no connection with Rohan, so wouldn't it be a good opportunity to communicate? Noble friendships need communication to be maintained!" Yun Feng asked doubtfully. After all, Yun Feng didn't have foresight and didn't know what kind of people the southern nobles were like at this moment. In the eyes of the Lagrange people, the most depraved nobles they could imagine were not as depraved as the southern nobles at this moment!
"I don't think it's necessary. Just buy what you need and come back! It's that simple!" Roland said firmly. He was preparing for the future War of the Ring, not engaging in empty pleasantries with these nobles who were destined to have few of them live to see that day. Roland, who came from Earth, hated ineffective social interactions the most! There was absolutely no need to befriend a group of nobles who were destined to bring no help to the kingdom. "Stubborn! Where do you intend to lead the kingdom?" Yunfeng said angrily. Didn't Roland know that having more friends meant having more options? Yunfeng, half-dead with anger at Roland's nonchalant expression, pointed a trembling finger at Roland.

"Yunfeng! I am the king!" Roland slammed his fist on the table!
"Roland! You'll regret this!" Yun Feng was so angry at Roland's stubborn attitude that her liver ached.

With a loud bang, Yun Feng stormed out of the door.

“…” Caslo, who had been watching the drama unfold for a long time, twitched his lips silently. He never expected to see such a big show. It had been a long time since Yunfeng and Roland had argued with each other.

"So why are you unwilling to let me go on a mission to Rohan?" Caslo asked with a curious look.

"Going to a kingdom that's utterly hopeless is a waste of time! They can't even handle the Black Barbarian Lands and the roaming orcs on the borders. What do you expect such a kingdom to bring us?" Roland shrugged helplessly. It wasn't that Roland looked down on the Rohan Kingdom, but rather that Rohan was truly terribly incompetent now. A thousand years of peace in the Central Plains had completely ruined these cavalrymen—or rather, ruined the nobles who commanded them! They were all useless, unable to lift a finger, and the prestige of the horseback kingdom had been utterly trampled under their feet.

"Okay..." Caslo was speechless. He wouldn't comment on what the Black Barbarians were like, but he could understand if the roaming orcs were a minor ailment, but to call them a malignant infection... Caslo really couldn't understand or empathize with them at all! What? The cavalrymen weren't holding lances, but baguettes? Were they incapable of killing people?
"Alright, take this with you. There are ten sets of superior-grade knight equipment inside! We'll ask Yunfeng about the specific effects later. Your task is to go to Gondor, sell those armors, and buy food to fill this space bracelet!" Roland instructed, carefully handing the space bracelet to Caslo.

"Understood!" Caslo nodded, his expression understanding.

"Take a good rest today and set off again tomorrow!" Roland quickly grabbed Caslo as he turned to leave.

"Spend some quality time with Ajax today. This trip should last quite a while, at least ten days to two weeks!" Roland smiled meaningfully. Despite being the king of empty promises in Middle-earth, Roland still had a lot of human touch.

"Yes, thank you, Your Highness!" Caslo, his face flat, prepared to leave, seemingly immune to Roland's teasing.

"Wait!" Roland called out to Caslo again.

"...Is there anything else, Your Highness?" Caslo forced himself to stand up straight; Roland's shout had almost startled him so much that he strained his back.

“If the nobles in Gondor don’t know what’s good for them, just go to Prince Adorams’s territory and see him. He’ll give you a satisfactory price!” Roland patted Caslo on the shoulder and instructed him.

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