The path of a Dragon Knight was fraught with hardship. Even for the Dragon Knight Family, it was no easy undertaking. Aside from people like Fenglin Xilan, who possessed a Guardian Dragon loyal to the family, the birth of other Dragon Knights depended entirely on luck. Not every dragon was willing to settle for a delicate noble young lady like Chasing Light had. To a dragon, having such a rider was nothing short of humiliation.
With Maple Forest Youlan and the others helping her, Shulan resumed her campaign to win over Zi Lian. Meanwhile, Roland was considering the road ahead. It was now the year 2951 of the Third Age! The White Council's final meeting would be held in 2953 of the Third Age! Saruman, that "shit-cooking mastermind behind the scenes," would lead everyone straight into a ditch...
Roland pondered whether he needed to join in and do something. What benefit would it bring him? After all, Roland came from a family that never released the hawk until it saw the rabbit. Without profit, why would he bother sticking his neck out and taking bullets for others?
"Forget it. I won't meddle." Roland's brow furrowed again and again. Sauron had not even openly declared his return yet! In the original history, even the White Council convened after Sauron announced his return had been rendered utterly useless by Saruman, that "shit-cooking mastermind behind the scenes." What was Roland supposed to do now, march up there empty-handed? Who would believe him? Was he supposed to run to Bag End and drag Bilbo out? Anyone with half a brain knew that even if he succeeded, the main force of the crusade would shift from Gondor to Lagrange. After all, it was your own choice, King Roland!
Roland figured that, given Sauron's habits,