If it weren't for Madame Galadriel's tough reinforcements, I wouldn't have been able to come up with this trick even if I wanted to scratch my head. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBut why can't even the human males disintegrate the way to restrain the elves' relatives from killing each other? Thrandil, who didn't want to be sad about the fratricidal incidents that had happened, restrained his smile and asked with a solemn expression: "Judging from the past life of the Human Emperor, I said that the Human Emperor is a person who does not understand the people at all, or does not care about the people at all, do you agree?" ”

The question was so profound that Melandil was silent and began to reflect on Valandil's process. As if a long time had passed, he raised his head and replied to the waiting Elven King, "Before he was taught by Elrond, he had almost no contact with ordinary humans. Sure that he was the next queen, he never paid attention to the lives of the commoners of Gondor, and only indulged in his mother's greed. Before the siege began, Gondor's eighty percent of his earnings were to be handed over to Arnol, but in fact they were sent to Helana for her to squander. In those years, the quality of life of the Gondor people was not even as good as that of Riverdale without the protection of a king. Judging from the connivance of the emperor to his mother, and his dedication to recovering military power in the early days of his succession, he really did not have the time and energy to think about his people. ”

So, what Valandil didn't know at all at this time was not Mordor's encirclement army, but his subjects?

Carefully pretending to be a commoner for King Gondor, Thranduil waited until Merandil was overwhelmed by the sight, and then asked sharply, "So Merandil, do you care about your people out of sincerity?" ”

Is it sincerely? Merendil herself had no way of confirming. He knew that he did have a bit of luck to fool the people at the beginning. But in the past eight years, caring for the people has become a habit. When a certain behavior becomes a habit that must be performed every day, the person concerned will no longer think about whether the meaning of the action itself is correct, but will take it for granted. So in the face of the Elf King's question, Merandil had no way to answer immediately.

As King Gondor frowned, still wondering if the action itself was sincere, the Elven King interrupted his train of thought.

"Go back and be with your people." The Elven King turned away with a satisfied expression. Before entering the dormitory, he had not forgotten to call the tallest of the human attendants.

Looking at the middle-aged human who was almost the same height as himself, Thranduil raised an eyebrow and explained to the other attendants, "Take off his clothes." ”

The elven king, dressed as an attendant, covered half of his face, intending to follow Merandil into the civilian area of Monecheng. In order to prevent the human attendants from reporting their whereabouts to Merandiel, after changing his clothes, he transferred dwarven soldiers to temporarily guard all the human attendants in the palace. Fortunately, from the war zone to Micheng, it was his own or his ally's sphere of influence, and the King of Gondor who was being followed did not have the slightest vigilance, let alone noticed the Elf King who was a few steps away from him.

Walking into the civilian area of Micheng, the elf king met a different human king. Whether it was sincere or false, Thranduil felt that there was no need to waste any more time trying to discern it, because as soon as he entered the plebeian area, Merandil as king became a complete commoner.

The people along the route were accustomed to the arrival of the king, and they would also salute him with a "Your Majesty". But Thranduil saw and heard more than that, the plebeians were not at all polite requests, and even instructed King Gondor to do what he could. For example, having King Gondor pull away the children frolicking around him, or having King Gondor add a spoonful of water to a boiling soup pot. And Merendiel clearly enjoyed the process of getting it done. On the way to his home, King Gondor, who had slowed down, repeatedly offered to help busy people. His actions were not exchanged for any sincere thanks, and the people who were helped did not even let go of the work in hand, but only expressed concern with a voice of "Your Majesty came back very late today".

Along the way, Merandil walked slowly, while Thranduil was ashamed to look at himself. As long as he shows a slightly soft smile in front of the Wood Elf, his Wood Elf can be flattered to the point of incoherence. As for helping the Wood Elves, don't even think about it. How could the wood elves who loved the king deeply be willing to let him be contaminated with such trivial matters? Even Vernore felt that the Elven King was not suitable for touching the mixed fruits of the common people, let alone the wood elves who loved the king like Aiyilu?

Kings are not the same as kings in the end. Merandil was obviously a king close to the people, and it seems to me that he could only be the king of Middle-earth who was extremely selfish and had a bad temper that even his people did not dare to get too close to him.

In a self-deprecating insult, Thranduil pushed open the door and walked into the bungalow where Merandil lived. To be honest, he walked in with some regret. Although the rest of the room did not look unusual for the time being while half of his face was covered, Merandiel, who was helping his wife with her clothes, clearly saw who he was.

King Gondor was stunned for a moment, then shook off the robe with the needle and thread in his hand, and got up to meet him. Not knowing what the Elf King's plans were, he walked up to the Elf King and asked in a low voice, "How did you come here?" It's too cold here, you can send someone to summon me in a hurry. ”

Cold? Even Merandiel thinks I'm a delicate creature, and I can't even stand this bit of coldness? Despite the slight smell, Thranduil sat down on the box near the door without saying a word. In order to prevent the other humans in the room from discovering his true identity, he bowed very unnaturally as he sat down. After sitting down, he also deliberately raised his voice and said to the humans who came to him, "I...... Just got back from Long River. The captain asked me to salute His Majesty on his behalf. ”

Does this mean that you want to pretend to be a creature from Changhe Town in front of me? Although Merandil reacted, he really couldn't put on a superior posture in front of the Elf King. He struggled for a moment before making a dull "um" sound through his nose and then walked to the other side with his hands behind his back. Of course, in the following time, Merandil did not forget to take the time to ask a few questions about the mercenaries in Long River Town. Although even Merandil was not satisfied with his unnatural performance, it also dispelled the suspicions of the others present.

To Thrandil's surprise, the fake identity of the human mercenaries in Long River Town has aroused the interest of several humans who help take care of the princess. During the short time he stayed, several humans all looked at him secretly. Within a few steps of his humble house, he was stopped by several humans.

The old man with a soft face facing the princess in the house did not give Thrandeil any good face. He frowned and asked Thrandier, who claimed to be a mercenary, "The Human Emperor is coming, and Feiqi hasn't even returned!" What exactly does it mean to be hired on the other side of the Long River? ”