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

Chapter 798 Tinder Plan

"Get up!" Roland kicked his legs with a fake smile on his face, and Darian Nightblade hanging on his legs was swung around like a koala.

"So everyone is really okay?" Roland was still confused. The heavy casualties among soldiers and generals had caused Roland's brain to become congested. So when Roland learned that everyone might be safe, he was a little bit unbelieving for a moment.

"Actually, there is a little bit. When I activated the scroll, I excluded the orcs and the Dongyi people." Charlie Pross smiled shyly, revealing a harmless smile.

"..." Everyone was startled. Sure enough, the charlatan was still the charlatan! A world was achieved in which only the orcs and the Easterlings were injured. Thinking of this, Roland couldn't help but mourn for the Ringwraiths for three seconds. This time, they worked hard and suffered heavy casualties, but in the end, a kingdom was intact. It is estimated that Thor the Great must be angry and die in Mordor. No! It's not that there was no loss. After all, a Middle-earth-limited forbidden spell was consumed. It can only be said that Roland may have made a lot of money, but Sauron definitely did not lose! When Roland thought of this, his heart was bleeding. Thor the Great actually made a profit...

"No, I feel a bit disappointed..." Roland was secretly sad.

  "Isn't there any way for us to keep one Ringwraith?" Roland said aggrievedly. He had suffered so much injustice, but in the end he only killed some worthless sixth-level Ringwraiths. Not a single one of the three Ringwraiths was left alive?

(Orcs, Dongyi people: Listen! How presumptuous! So we, the sixth level ones, are worthless?)

"Your Majesty, let's stop while we are ahead!" Fenglin Youlan pulled Fenglin Binglan's hand and walked over under Roland's strange gaze.

"Great!" Roland gave Fenglin Youlan a thumbs up! You got him right after he arrived! Your hands are really fast! Think about poor Omsk, who is still lonely and unable to sleep every night.

"This is my sister!" Fenglin Youlan's face darkened. It was obvious that he understood what Roland meant by his winking eyes.

"Yes, Your Majesty, please don't create any more trouble!" Duke Joltea said with some emotion after his resurrection. He didn't expect that he, who had decided to fight to the death, would have a chance to be resurrected after dying in battle.

  "They've run far away, Your Majesty!" Kaslo said calmly. Apparently, Kaslo's words shut Roland up. After all, Roland had no doubt about Kaslo's loyalty. If he had the chance, he would definitely be more proactive than himself!

"Your Majesty, the most urgent task is to re-consolidate the city's defenses!" Omsk said seriously.

"Yes, yes, yes! Your Majesty!" Darien Nightblade was such a smart man, when he heard everyone change their words, he immediately understood the current situation. King Roland, who was still in the old capital, was qualified to raise his title.

"...Then let the knights work hard! Let them drive out and kill the deserters along the way! Drive them into the river! The others should deploy defenses on the spot!" Roland's eyes were fierce. It was obvious that he would naturally take out his anger on the younger one after letting the old one go. Roland's mind was just as narrow as a needle.

  "Your Majesty is wise!" Everyone cheered in unison. They wanted to crush this bastard king before Roland changed his mind! They wanted to stop him from making random decisions. Otherwise, Roland might lead everyone to fight Mordor in a fit of rage!

"Your Majesty, there's no need for that. I'm not qualified..." Roland waved his hands and smiled until his teeth were sticking out, looking like he was reluctant but willing.

"You recovered the old capital and led the people back to their old land! Even the last emperor could not match your achievements!" Darien Nightblade looked loyal and attentive, which made Roland feel very comfortable.

"Larry is a piece of trash... How can I compare myself to the Emperor? He is the Emperor of Man and I am the King! Don't talk nonsense like that again!" Roland almost blurted out his true feelings, but in the end he put on a stern face and scolded Darien Nightblade.

"As you command, Your Majesty! You will wear the crown sooner or later anyway!" Darion Nightblade said with a smirk. Anyway, the kingdom can't find another elector. What? You said the King's Landing family is also an elector? Uh... the people who made up the numbers in the electoral councils of all generations don't count...

"What are you talking about!" Roland pretended to kick him, and Darian Nightblade ran away laughing.

"Your Majesty..." Fenglin Binglan bowed again and touched her chest respectfully as she looked at Roland's sweeping gaze. "..." Fenglin Youlan stood in front of Fenglin Binglan without leaving any trace, pretending to look up at the sky nonchalantly.

  "..." Roland's mouth twitched, as if I was going to do something to your sister? Are you guarding against thieves? What about your promise to be loyal to me?

"Come, talk to me." Roland waved at her, obviously full of questions.

"Your Majesty, isn't it inappropriate for you to have Majesty Nix..." Fenglin Youlan tried her best to block Fenglin Binglan and whispered.

"Oh my god!" Adolf Heinrich and Omsk, who were listening to the gossip, almost broke their waists. Even Darian Nightblade, who had just run away, immediately lowered his head and began to use his toes to dig out a palace on the magic pattern stone bricks.

  "...In your mind, I am a person who thinks with my lower body?" Roland was shocked by Fenglin Youlan's words. This was too hurtful! What kind of words were these!

"Your Majesty, please tell me what you want to say!" Fenglin Binglan pushed away Fenglin Youlan who was in the way, rolled her eyes at him, and said respectfully to Roland.

"That's right, let me see where you came from..." Roland hesitated. After all, the system would give reasonable reasons and memories to the people who were summoned. However, the introduction of Fenglin Binglan and the Romanian Royal Knights puzzled Roland. After all, it was obvious that a well-organized knight group and heroes could not grow out of thin air! Where could there be such an environment to support them now?

"Oh, so that's it! This involves a secret, the Imperial Spark Project!" Fenglin Binglan whispered after glancing around and finding that there were no outsiders.

  "Ah? What plane?" Roland was stunned. Why is there a fire? I'm still on the Ark!

"This is a plan decided by the first Emperor of the Empire, and it was carefully selected by the two fists of the Empire! The most loyal imperial soldiers of all generations were specially selected to sleep in the void, waiting to be summoned! It is the Empire's second-hand preparation to prevent the country from being destroyed." Before Fenglin Binglan could speak, Duke Joelstea suddenly spoke.

"Ah..." Roland opened his mouth and was about to ask why the empire was gone.

"Unfortunately, the Hand of Rapids is the last batch of members of the Spark Project!" Joelstia sighed when he saw Roland's doubt.

"The empire was in complete chaos at that time, the royal family had lost contact, and we were just tools. The real key to unlocking the Spark Project lay with the royal family..." Joelstea sighed with regret. If they were not powerless, they would have awakened all the previous members of the Spark Project to give those bastards a surprise. To put it bluntly, the Hand of the Rapid could only decide who would be the Spark and send them to sleep, but they did not have the key to awaken the Spark.

"Key?" Roland was stunned, and suddenly felt a terrifying feeling.

"Yes! The Supreme Holy Ring! As the template for the Nine Rings of the Knights! It is the artifact passed down by the true Dragon God to the Human Emperor Lagran!" Duke Jorstea nodded. As the Hand of the Rapid, they were qualified to know these secrets.

"The Supreme Holy Ring? I don't have it? Wait..." Roland thought about it secretly and suddenly had a guess that made his back cold.

"System...what exactly are you?" Roland murmured in his heart.

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