"This murderer is not hard to find, he is by your side, or has been by your side. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoOnly by knowing you and the creatures of Okpa can you know that you can lure Okpa with your saber. As for the reason for the ashes, you can find a chance to ask Elrond. Listening to your description, I think he may have eaten some plant or medicine to cause his death. But my biggest fear is that Okepa's death must involve a big conspiracy, and that conspiracy may have something to do with you. ”

After taking a few breaths and sitting upright, the High King looked at the Ring of the Wind in his hand and said, "It is only possible that Okpa has been on the defensive side of the murderer and has no choice but to steal the saber from you to lure him to his death. It seems that taking the gem from the saber is not for money, but perhaps to blackmail you in the future. So I say, this conspiracy may be related to you. As for Okpa's ability to come back to the treehouse and talk to you, it seems to me that most of it is out of the murderer's plans. But he didn't say anything substantive at all. Judging from what you know about him, is it because he didn't understand the conspiracy before he died, or is there something inconvenient to tell you? He was wary of the murderer, and he should have known something beforehand. I don't want to tell you ......."

Seeing Vernor's brows furrowed, and his hand on the side of the bed clenched into a fist, the High King sighed. "You can check on the creatures who know you and Okpa first, or you can wait for the killer to show up. He took the gem and will come to you one day. My fear is that he'll make you pay to tell you the truth. ”

No matter what it takes, no matter what Okpa, who behaved abnormally before he died, hides, I will not let him die in an unknown way.

Vernorr had no idea what the determination would cost her. Even if she knew, according to her temper, she would solve the matter in front of her first, and then find a way to remedy it. More than 2,500 years later, she did.

"Is it possible that your ......" The High King cautiously prompted, finding that Vernor's eyes were closed and he didn't dare to say the word "mother" at all. "Okay kid, don't think about it so much. Someday that creature will come to you. With your status and power at that time, dealing with him was as simple as picking a flower. ”

Maybe it really was my mother, Lady Audrey. Vernore rested her head on her hands, and in the memories of the years in the kingdoms of humans and dwarves, she felt her heart harden again.

"Go to sleep when you're tired, kid." Gilgalad put his hand on her head again and said softly, "I have arranged for new guards for you, and I will bring you to know them when I wake up tomorrow." ”

New guards? Yes, the Supreme Prince, who had been with him, all died in the rain of arrows in the woodland. The Elven King's shield only protected two living beings, and he didn't think about the other living beings at all. How could I be so ridiculous as to compromise with such a ruthless king?

She looked up at the king who was about to die for his people, and said, "Please grant me the right to be by your side, even if only for the last few days." ”

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The first thing Thranduil did when he woke up was to look for Vernor.

He thought that the other party could let him hold his hand and fall asleep, which meant accepting him. He thinks that he is about to have a wonderful love, and for this reason, despite the advice of the doctor, opens a bottle of good wine and waits for his lover.

When the soldier came to report back to the advisor, he saw the Elven King, whom he had never seen before. Although the arm of the poisoned arrow was still heavily bandaged and looked painful, the noble king was looking intoxicated with his eyes closed. When he heard footsteps, his eyes finally opened. Almost at the same time, the expression of intoxication vanished, and the king's indifference crept upon his face again.

The soldier quietly stretched one foot back a little before replying, and only after he was ready to move away immediately did he bow his head and reply: "The soldier at the camp gate said that the advisor got on the horse led by the Noldor cavalry after you fell asleep. ”

The sound of glass cracking sounded as he expected, but the Elven King didn't say the word "retreat" as he expected.

"Go to the Noldor tent and find out! If you can't find out how to find Aeroth on the battlefield, tell him my orders to bring a thousand archers to investigate! ”

Is this to find out the news or to declare war on the Noldor barracks?

The soldier didn't have the courage to ask, and although he couldn't see the other at all with his head down, he could feel the Elven King glaring at him proudly. Fortunately, as soon as he exited the camp, he saw a Noldor cavalryman leading his horse and approached.

"The Advisor has sent me to deliver a letter to your king."

The soldier was too busy rejoicing that he had survived his life to wonder why the Noldor cavalry would call the Woodland King's advisor "Lord Advisor". After receiving the letter, the elf king still had a stinky face, but fortunately, he just waved his hand and ordered him to retreat.

As soon as the soldier left, Thranduil folded the letter. Looking up, it turned out to be "Your Majesty". This respectful but unfamiliar enough title made the Elven King's brows furrow. After holding back his doubts, Thranduil decided that the letter, which was full of official tones describing the possible consequences of offending the Kingdom of Linton, could not have been written voluntarily by Vernor. Although the letter ended with an emphasis on returning to him in five days, the Elven King was not willing to wait. While wearing the armor with one hand, he began to think about how to use the forces he had to rush into Noldor to rescue Vernor, who was in danger of being coerced into writing a letter in the eyes of the Elven King.

When Vernor, who had been persuaded by the High King, entered the king's tent, he saw the noble Elven King in a strange gesture, laboriously pushing one hand behind his back in an attempt to touch the buckle behind his armor.

It seems that the High King was right, and the letter only made him angrier and do more terrible things, such as rushing to Noldor with his troops.

"Why don't you call the soldiers in to help you?" Vernorr sighed and stepped forward, unarmoured him and stepped aside.

"I didn't think of it in a hurry. But you don't need it when you come back. Thranduil approached the other party with a happy face, but was forced by the coldness in Vernor's eyes to dare not move on the spot.

What happened? She fell into my arms and cried last night, and let her hand that I held fall asleep, why is it that seeing me today is like seeing a strange creature?

Thranduil looked down to make sure he wasn't wearing the wrong clothes, he even touched his face, it was as tender as ever, there was definitely nothing strange!