Chapter 308

Afterword

"What! Your son wants to marry my daughter?"

Allen looked at King Theoden in front of him, full of surprise. The young Rohan prince Theoden in his mind also changed from a heroic image to a pig arching his own cabbage.

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!

"Yeah, the two young people are about the same age, and they get along very well. Isn't this very good?" Theoden looked at his old friend with a strange face.

"That... does Andrea know? I'm not that kind of traditional father!! This kind of thing must be agreed by my daughter."

Allen's face calmed down, but he was annoyed by the decision a few years ago and scolded Cress a few times.

Why did you have to go to Rohan for a trip? Well!! You were targeted.

"Well, she knows. Young people now have more ideas than old things like us."

Theoden looked at his old friend who was still young and called the other party an old thing without hesitation. They had known each other for nearly thirty years, and his appearance had not changed at all. The physique of people really cannot be generalized.

"What?!" Allen's face froze, and he sat back down again.

After a long time.

"Well, since Andrea is willing, what can I say? I agree to this marriage."

He agreed to this marriage reluctantly, but what he thought in his heart was that he would have to take Theoden to Valinor in the future.

Yes, Allen, who ended Sauron, went to Taniquetil in Valinor one night shortly after returning to Fislate. Besides Varda, the Queen of Stars, who received him, there was also Manwe, the ruler of Arda.

For reasons even Allen couldn't guess, Manwe, on behalf of Eru Iluvatar, granted him a right, that is, to divide a piece of land in the Blessed Realm of Valinor, allowing Allen to build a city on it, and allowing him to pick up humans he favored to live in it.

Humans who go to Valinor will gain an ability, that is, they can choose to end their lives at any time and let their souls go to other worlds.

The condition is that Allen must take on Cirdan's responsibility, regularly sending Elves who want to leave Middle-earth back to Valinor until there are no Elves left in Middle-earth.

For this kind of thing, Allen had no reason to refuse.

"Hey!! That's right, what a good thing."

Seeing Allen agree to the marriage proposal, Theoden's face showed joy that he couldn't suppress. A few years ago, he wanted Andrea to be his daughter-in-law.

The little girl is enthusiastic and cheerful, has none of the arrogance of the Numenoreans, treats her subjects kindly, and has extraordinary knowledge and a firm and brave character. She is truly the best candidate for a daughter-in-law.

It's just that he is also an enlightened father. Unless it is a last resort, he is not willing to let his son marry a woman he doesn't like.

Now it's fine. The two children are happy, and he is happy. As for whether the old friend in front of him is happy, he should be happy in the future, right?

"Someone, come here, send the guest away, send the guest away!!" Allen looked at Theoden, who was proud, and gave an order to evict the guest, letting the other party leave his sight quickly.

Theoden didn't care at all. The relationship between the two had become closer at this time. He laughed loudly, and after laughing, he said: "Prepare more wine in the evening. Yours is better than Dorwinion's."

"Got it, got it, go away, go away, I want to be quiet alone." Allen waved his hand impatiently. In the next few decades, if he wants to see his daughter again, he will have to fly for several days. If he takes Yamila, it will take months to go back and forth.

Trouble!!

Theoden laughed loudly again and left the study contentedly, leaving only a lonely and sad father.

At night, Allen came to the top of the Tower of Starlight alone, looking at the beautiful scenery of Rhovanion.

The Silmaril, under the illumination of the moonlight, emitted a soft radiance, nourishing the vast land east of the Misty Mountains. Even the Brown Lands, which were once desolate and withered, glowed with new life.

That piece of land was finally given to Rohan.

And Mirkwood not only restored its past prosperity but also became more beautiful, becoming the home of Elves and Skin-changers.

Thranduil ruled the area north of the Old Forest Road and still lived his life like a homebody. The Elves under his command gradually became wiser and stronger, and his kingdom became more prosperous day by day.

Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn, besides Lothlorien, also ruled the southern part of Mirkwood. The Elves, nourished by the radiance of the Silmaril, no longer had the problem of being invaded by evil and could live in the places they liked for a long time until they were willing to go to Valinor.

The middle part south of the Old Forest belonged to Allen's rule. However, the human King of Rhovanion gave it to the Skin-changer clan as an autonomous region, allowing them to live in it without being disturbed.

After Sauron failed, Fatis, under Allen's instruction, launched an expedition against the Easterlings. After ten years, he conquered the barbarians there.

And he, who was once a Count, also established a principality in the Rhun region with Allen's approval, which completely quelled the war between the two sides.

And the land he once managed was given to Alayen by Allen. This kid, who had grown into a qualified lord, performed well in the last battle and deserved this reward.

Bandak had been serving as the commander of the Royal Guard, protecting the safety of the royal family, and he had remarried, living a happy life.

Desaiwei assisted Malherbe in managing Long Lake Town and had a son and a daughter. She often brought her children to visit Yamila, and the smile on her face dispelled the sadness of the past.

Artimenner and James did not get married. The two of them still often quarreled, but with Allen's support, they each did the research they liked, and their lives could be considered self-satisfied.

Cress, after Grim became the patriarch of the Skin-changers, also became the patriarch's wife. However, she was not particularly willing to manage the affairs within the clan, so she was often scolded by Allen, but she still went her own way and lived the life she wanted.

Aragorn finally became the joint King of Arnor and Gondor. Allen was not clear about what happened in the middle, but he attended his student's coronation ceremony, yes, and the wedding.

Now, Allen has some understanding of Elrond's troubles. However, this is nothing. If Aragorn is willing, he can take him to Valinor, so that he can stay with Arwen until the moment he is tired of life.

Bilbo, Gandalf, and Saruman took a ship to Valinor. Accompanying them were the two Blue Wizards who had been working hard in the East. Allen saw them off at the Grey Havens and agreed to visit them soon.

And the Brown Wizard chose to stay in Middle-earth, often wandering around. Anyway, Allen guarded Fislate. If he wants to go back, he can come to Allen at any time. The problem is that this big shot doesn't want to go back at all.

The Dwarves were still building their own kingdom in the mountains. They opened a large number of windows on the hillside facing the Silmaril, letting the radiance shine into their halls.

Legolas was not willing to stay in the forest for a long time. He chose a life of travel and also met a Dwarf friend with a similar temper in the Glittering Caves of Rohan. The two often traveled together in Middle-earth, and the story of adventure further deepened the relationship between Elves and Dwarves.

The entire Rhovanion also became more beautiful than before, and Allen also transferred power bit by bit to his son, letting him learn to become a qualified King.

Yamila also put down most of the things in her hands and lived a leisurely life of raising flowers and dogs.

In the liveliest tavern in Fislate, a bard appeared at some unknown time. He was an Elf who was so vicissitudinous that people felt sad at a glance, often playing the piano and singing some ballads recording the ancient times.

People didn't know who he was, but they were moved by the beautiful voice and the poignant story.

Just when Allen was recalling all this, his eyes were suddenly shrouded in a hazy mist, without even a moment of reaction time.

By the time he came back to his senses, he had already appeared in a place similar to a library. Beside the pitch-black wall leaned one bookshelf after another, on which were densely packed with books of various sizes.

A young man with glasses and a pipe was sitting behind a table, looking at him with a smile, in front of him was a closed book.

He said politely: "Hello, Allen, tea, cola, or coffee? Or have a glass of honey mead you like. By the way, let me introduce myself, Chronos."

"This is?" Turin looked at everything in front of him suspiciously, thinking in his heart that he might have encountered a more bizarre thing.

"I know you have many questions. It doesn't matter. Our time is very ample. We can sit down and talk slowly." The young man pushed his glasses and enthusiastically invited the guest to sit opposite him.

Allen nodded and sat down generously. For him now, these are no longer worth making a fuss about.

"Now you can ask questions, my friend." Chronos helped Allen light a bag of Old Toby and said enthusiastically.

"Why did I travel through?" Allen asked the question that had troubled him for decades.

Chronos nodded and said with a smile: "All this may have to start from a war..."

(The book is finished) **CHAPTER 309** **Postscript**