Guan He, the King of Wind, spread his wings that were more than ninety feet long and soared into the sky. Unlike his cautious approach when landing, when he took off, he seemed to be deliberately venting his anger, flapping his wings to stir up a strong wind, blowing away the fallen leaves all over the ground in the venue.

By the way, before taking off, it glared at Lin You; using the facial features of an eagle to make the action of "glaring" was indeed a bit difficult for this special form of Maia, so one can imagine how excited he was at that time.

Gandalf scraped off the petals and grass leaves stuck to his beard one by one, looked at the giant eagle flying away and complained to Lin You: "You should wait until He sends the letter back before asking that question."

“Will He not be angry then?”

"Of course not, but Lady Galadriel and I will not be in Rivendell at that time; He can also act freely." The grey-robed wizard's answer made the master of Rivendell speechless. "Now I am more worried that He will say bad things about you in front of the Valar, which will affect the meeting."

Lin You spread his hands nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. If the 'Vera' don't see me, then I can only regard them as the mastermind behind the celestial sphere intersection."

"Isn't that too arbitrary?" Gandalf wondered.

"I just want a result. I don't care what the result is."

"Your words are more difficult to understand than the music of Eru." Gandalf sighed helplessly, and then became worried about Lin You's attitude, "If... I mean if, the answers of the Valar cannot satisfy you, what will you do?"

"War." Lin You answered without any hesitation.

"what?"

"You heard it right. I am not afraid to repeat my answer - war." Compared to the sensational answer, Lin You's attitude at this moment is calm. "You may not understand, but I believe that those 'Vera' are different. They should be fully aware of the seriousness of this matter. If their answer still cannot satisfy me in this case, it means that they have also made up their minds to be my enemy. Since we are enemies, is there any other way to communicate besides war?"

Gandalf was stunned for a while, and murmured: "You should have made these words clear to the Lord Wind King before he sent the letter."

"Don't worry, Gandalf. Even if I don't say these words, the wisdom of the Valar will figure them out. As for you, go to Mount Rhudaul with peace of mind and complete your mission."

Lin You's consolation obviously had no effect on the gray-robed wizard. He left with heavy steps, muttering to himself: "Be at ease, who can be at ease? This is such a troubled time..."

The two wizards left one after another, and the meeting came to an end; the two remaining elves had no official business to discuss, only family matters between the mother-in-law and the son-in-law.

It is worth mentioning what Lady Galadriel said to Lin You before she left. The Queen of Light, who always gave people the illusion of being out of the meeting but always brought the agenda back on track at critical moments, said: "I can feel that your heart is occupied by anxious and irritable emotions; I hope you will not be dominated by these emotions to make a decision."

For the following time, everyone stayed in Rivendell waiting for news; even Saruman, who had a quarrel with Gandalf and Lin You, did not leave, but stayed to wait for the results of the other two wizards' investigation of Mount Rhudaul.

It was Guan He, the King of Wind, who first sent back the message. The next evening after the meeting, the giant eagle returned to Rivendell. He could not speak, and although he still looked somewhat dissatisfied when he saw Lin You, he still took the initiative to stretch his head over, with the "eyebrow" between his eyes facing the writer.

Lin You understood what he meant and placed his palm on the giant eagle's brow. The location information of a place suddenly appeared in his mind.

This message was concise and clear, and the most surprising thing was the self-explanatory charm in it. Although Lin You only had a vague idea of ​​the geography of Arda, he immediately understood its location after receiving the information.

Thus, a dimensional space door was able to cross a distance of thousands of miles and accurately fall to the designated direction; the figure of the writer disappeared into the door.

On the other side of the door, there were huge waves in the deep sea. In the middle of the waves, a small island stood stubbornly. Apart from this island, there was no trace of land in any direction, east, south, west or north. All you could see was endless deep blue water.

Lin You looked at the island from afar. The part of it that was exposed to the sea was an irregular cone. Rather than an island, it was more like a rugged and steep stone mountain. The surface was covered with a shallow layer of soil, which had been washed away by the wind and rain at sea, so that there was almost no vegetation. It gave Lin You the feeling that it was like a mountain rising from the seabed, with only a small part of the peak protruding from the sea surface, forming the strange appearance it had now.

As they got closer, the traces of artificial transformation on the island began to emerge; it was a circular mountain road that spiraled up along the island's peculiar terrain, with layers of stone steps covered with traces of weathering and water erosion, and the part closest to the sea surface had been occupied by seaweed and barnacles, and it was impossible to see its original appearance. As they got closer, Lin You saw a green figure standing at the highest point of the island.

The figure appeared suddenly and naturally. He seemed nothing when viewed from a distance, but when seen with the eyes, it seemed that he was supposed to be standing there naturally.

The color of the clothes that the figure wore was blue. It was a sky blue robe with long sleeves and fluttering in the wind, making people mistakenly think that it was the breeze from the sky floating.

The most impressive thing was the other person's long silver-white hair, which was loose as if it had no weight at all, fluttering in the sea breeze. Faintly, a bright blue-white electric light could be seen shining from the ends of her hair.

While looking at the other party, Lin You stepped onto the island.

"Manwe Sullimo, at your service." The other party used the most common greeting among the intelligent races in Middle-earth.

"Bryce de Forest." Lin You also introduced himself and knew who he was meeting.

Manwe Sulimo, the head of the Valar, the king of Arda, the ruler of the breath of Arda, and the god of the atmosphere. His position in the world view of the Lord of the Rings story is roughly equivalent to the god kings in the three major mythological systems, such as Zeus and Odin.

"I have learned your name from Gwanh." Manwë's voice was like a breeze blowing when he spoke. This should be his tone when he was calm and gentle; judging from the lightning in his hair, his voice would never be so peaceful when he was angry.

"Then you must know why I'm here." Lin You said with a smile, "Out of curiosity, where is this place? It doesn't look like Aman, right?"

"Aman is a land of peace and tranquility. I do not wish to bring the strife of Middle-earth or other worlds there, so I chose to meet here. As for this island, it originally had another name, Meneltarma, and it was once the highest peak in the island of Númenor; however, only part of the peak can be seen above the sea now."

"Oh, I remember now. When I was in Rivendell, I often heard the elves singing. Many of their poems were for recording history. The sinking of Numenor Island occupied a large part of their poems." Lin You sighed, "You were really cruel. You sank such a big island and drowned an entire country."

"At that time, Numenor had been polluted by Sauron and became the source of darkness. As the most powerful human kingdom in Arda at that time, if its power was completely exploited by darkness, it would be a calamity for all kind lives in Arda. Moreover, not all the people on the island of Numenor died. Most of those who were not polluted by darkness survived. Otherwise, Gondor and Arnor would not have been born later."

Lin You said, "Since you are willing to pay such a high price to fight against darkness, how will you deal with Sauron's invasion of foreign lands this time?"

Manwë paused for a moment and said: "The conjunction of the spheres is not the content of a great music, but an unexpected noise, more unexpected than the fall of Melkor."

Melkor is the real name of Morgoth.

"Since it is noise, do you plan to remove it or integrate it into the music?" Lin You asked.

"This noise is sudden and disturbing, but Eru also finds that it contains infinite changes, allowing future music to play a more vivid rhythm." Manwë said softly, "We will not rush to eliminate it, but we will not ignore it either. It is just that we have not found the notes that can harmonize with it yet."

"So what?" Lin You asked.

Manwë answered: 'Then our advice is to move it; to remove it from the existing music, and wait for the moment when the note that harmonizes with it may be played.'

Lin You asked again: "Where to move to?"

"How is it here?" Manwe stamped his foot lightly.

Lin You was surprised at first, then he looked around. There was no living creature on the vast ocean. He laughed and said, "It looks appropriate." (End of this chapter)