At this moment, the advantage of enjoying the high quality of life of the aristocracy for a long time comes out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoEven if he is not in a good mood, Thranduil can still maintain an elegant and noble behavior at the banquet, and calmly and cordially talk to the guests one by one at the right time. When he spoke cordially with the supreme king Gilgalad in the attitude of a king, his tone faintly revealed the compliment of the junior, which made Gilgalad glare fiercely at his side, and was discussing with the officials how to make red wine, his only son Isild.

Thranduil, of course, would not notice the small movements of the High King Gilgalad, and he got up from his seat and walked to the side of the Noumenoreans. "I didn't expect you to come, honorable leader of Anarion."

The latter had no choice but to put down the fork in his hand for the time being, and raised his glass to drink.

"Hey! I really want to thank you. You must know that in such an environment, even a dinner that only a few living beings can enjoy, makes all the soldiers of Nomenor feel relaxed and happy. You know, the Nomenorians aren't as merry as the forest elves......" Interrupted by a burst of laughter, Anarion looked at the laughing dwarves on the other side with some displeasure, and raised his voice to ask. "What did you say about the happy things?"

"I am telling the Woodland King's adviser that the so-called gems she spoke of are not even worthy of our queen's clothes," said Colin in a voice that was afraid that all living beings would not be able to hear it. ”

After he finished speaking, there was a sigh at the scene. All living beings knew to a greater or lesser extent that the dwarven king and queen were the first in Middle-earth, and it was not surprising that the couple had more jewels. But the gem of the elf could not enter the queen's eyes, which is really an exaggeration. Amid the flattering, mocking laughter, no one noticed the face of the Woodland King's advisor hidden behind the mask, a pair of blue eyes with the corners of the eyes upturned. She also pointed in the direction of Edmund, and with an extremely slow speed, she completed the movement of resting her chin against her chest and then withdrawing it.

An intricately delicate wooden box embellished with multicolored diamonds was sent out of the tent and sent to the dwarven kingdom at great speed.

At the end of the feast, the High King Gilgalad called out to his only son, Isild. He swept away all his retinue, took Isild by the shoulder, and led him to his king's tent. Upon making sure that there were no more creatures near the tent, he let out a roar at Isild, who was fiddling with his new armor, "Look at the people of Thrandil. The same son of the elven king, can't you have half of him if you don't expect you to be as capable as him? ”

In Isilde's eyes, his father was undoubtedly a stern and loving image, and the first time he saw the Supreme King with such great anger, he was so shocked that his palm loosened, and the waist guard in his hand fell directly to the ground. Before he could bend down to pick it up, the High King's buckskin boots had already stepped on the waist guard, and the High King, who had always paid attention to his appearance, had obviously not said enough.

"Ignore the useless stuff, Isild. Didn't you understand me? Speaking of which, you and Thranduil have a good personal relationship, and often discuss new formations together. Why haven't you learned a little bit? ”

"What's so good about Thranduil?" Isild tugged at the trampled waist guard, and in order to calm the sudden discomfort, he increased his strength, and finally pulled the waist guard out from under the High King's shoes. "Learn from him to enjoy such crazy behavior as holding a banquet on the battlefield? Father, don't you think that when a banquet is held on the battlefield, the soldiers who have lost their relatives and friends will feel even more sad? ”

"You know!" The elegant High King was so anxious that he even spoke a dirty word. He snatched Isild's waist guard from his hand, tossed it aside, and began pacing around his son. "In such an environment, he can hold a grand banquet and hold the banquet perfectly, don't you think he has a super high ability to control the officials? If you don't believe me, try sending a banquet order down and see what you can do. If you haven't seen an enemy for more than half a month, and the war will be unimaginably dangerous, you can still dance with long sleeves at the banquet and take care of every guest calmly, don't you think this is the highest level of not being surprised? And his advisors. ”

The High King stretched out a finger and pointed aimlessly in the air. "That advisor must have been instructed by him to deliberately make the dwarven general Colin say something that would kill him, thus beating the dwarves who were disrespectful to him. Oh! Maybe you can get more. This banquet is really a big deal! Isilde, you have undoubtedly inherited some of the virtues of the Noldor High Royal Line. But it's not a good habit for you to only look at the surface and not think about the things behind the scenes. You should learn a lot from Thrandeil. ”

"Oh! I'll do as you say. Dear Father, Privately, Isilde, who had always been displeased with Colin, suddenly mentioned the spirit of watching a good show. He sensed from the mouth of the High King that Colin might be in trouble.

"Okay. You can't be blamed for that, either. Thranduil's rapid growth may have been due to the fact that he knew he had to rely on himself. Gilgalad, who loved his son, lowered his voice and muttered, "Besides, my son is not so bad, at least under my arrangement, he must know that earlier than Thranduil." ”

Dwarven Queen Dinas receives a large number of official letters every day, and many of them need to be seen and approved in person. This is, of course, because Dinas is deeply loved by the king and has the element of power. However, this also made her more and more disgusted with state documents. What she loves most is only diamond treasures, and from time to time she selectively reads some official documents, just to consolidate her rights, so that she can put all the jewelry she wants into her private cabinet.

Helplessly, he stretched out his thick and short fingers and stroked them on the piles of official letters. Dinas was a little wistful. Which ones should you pick today? Just as he was hesitating, a flash of light flashed.

"Oh my God, is this something God has given me? I'm having a colorful diamond off my clothes. From a pile of briefcases, she found the box from which the light had emanated. The unique touch of the vine wood made her feel rare and held the box tightly in her hand. After taking a closer look at this beautiful box, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous. What rich country is it that even a briefcase is so luxurious? When she took out the official letter inside with curiosity and anticipation, the badge of the Great Green Forest logo appeared in front of her.