Thranduil's scalp was numb, and he did not hear the words and ridicule behind the "Black Gate" at all. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info slapped the deer on the back, and he relied on his strength to control the direction of the deer with the reins, and went straight to the black gate. He had only one thought in his heart: he would never allow Vernoll to disappear into the world in which he lived without saying a word, like his father.

Although the deer does not have the ability to read the way of a horse, it is more sensitive to spirits than horses. After seeing the Black Gate, the Dome Buck slowed down and led Thrandeil towards the river. In the distance, he saw a silver mask reflecting the light, and an elf without a felt hat was running towards him with blonde hair. His mind went blank, mechanically disembarking and opening his arms to the blonde hair.

There was no sweet hug as expected, and the roar was accompanied by a slap in the face of Thranduil.

"Did you know that this is dangerous?" said Vernor, who was almost choking in anger.

Was she worried about herself? Thranduil, who had quickly reacted from her sluggish state, glanced at Vernoer, her voice slightly choked. "I don't want you to be like my father, and you won't even leave a word for me. ”

"Who is your father?, who am I?, and when will I be compared to your father?" said Vernoel, looking up at Thrandier thoughtfully, as if to see what was in his heart.

A sharp mind allowed Thranduil to find the perfect excuse. He bowed his head slightly, aggrieved like a child who didn't get candy. "You may be my only relative, Fnorr. If I ...... with Avril"

Although he couldn't see the other person's expression clearly through the mask, Thranduil felt that Vernorr had completely softened. Her tense shoulders drooped naturally, and she took a step back and let out a soft sigh.

"I'm sorry. I ...... just now."

Waving his hand, Thrandeil made the request he had been trying to say. "Can you not leave me like my father, can you not let me experience the taste of my relatives having nowhere to look?"

At this moment, the noble king removed his magnificent mask. A fragile elf who had just reached adulthood and lost a loved one appeared before Vernor's eyes.

What a poor child. Vernorr secretly blamed himself for his quick success, and his heart, which was as hard as a diamond, became soft. Words alone were obviously not grand enough, and she opened her palms as far as she could, and pulled Thranduil's large hand into her palm through the glove. "I promise you. I won't let you experience the same pain again when you need it. In order to make the other party more comforted, when she heard the commotion that had begun not far away, she added, "Don't worry." As a relative, I will always accompany you to become the great Elven King. ”

Thranduil wanted to say anything more, but they didn't have time. The giant dome deer appears in the empty pile of dead people, and the only result is to be exposed to the eyes of the enemy. A group of wolf knights poured out of the Black Gate, approaching them in a hurry. Fortunately, there were only a few dozen wolf knights, and no orcs with bows and arrows were seen. It seems that the enemy did not take the two elves seriously, and these wolf knights may not have received any orders, but they only came with the belief of killing, killing, killing when they saw the enemy appear.

The appearance of danger is the fastest way to make living beings strong. Thranduil and Vernorr switched to combat almost instantaneously. The king and the warrioresses took a defensive stance with their weapons in hand. The latter looked more relaxed, and she guided Thranduil to ride the deer, smiling faintly. "Didn't you never tell you how to use the Dome Deer? ”

The aftermath was still ringing in his ears, and Thranduil felt his arm tighten. The smiling female warrior hooked his arm and flew up, drawing a perfect radial line in the air, and landed firmly behind him. With the sound of crisp metal, Thranduil's saber was in her hand. Around the deer, the wolf cavalry has arrived.

"With a tap on the bottom of your toes, the deer will accelerate with its head down. On the upper side is the front hooves with the head back. ”

Thranduil tried, and the deer raised its front hooves and kicked away the two wolf cavalrymen who tried to attack from the front. Sure enough, it's a good deer. However, four more wolf cavalry came up on the left and right sides.

"Do you like the way this commands are set?" the elf behind him let out a senseless laugh, firmly holding a hand out of Thrandil's waist and clinging to his chest. The hand clasped a certain part of the armor on his chest, and with the help of this fulcrum, blonde hair flowed from his eyes.

"Hey, you really should try its backkick with your heel the same way. Vernor's upturned mouth flashed before his eyes, and she stretched her body, her body light like a butterfly wrapped around Thrandil. As her posture changed, several white lights flashed, and the wolf cavalry on the left and right sides were already injured, slowing down and falling behind.

It feels good!Darkly, Thranduil didn't forget to manipulate the Dome Deer to kick away the enemies behind him. Don't these stupid wolf cavalrymen know how to attack from both sides? If they only rush forward and backward, the elves behind them obviously intend to hand over to the dome deer to deal with, and no longer use themselves as fulcrums. And, do you dare to have a little more of them?

As if hearing the passionate call of the King of the Forest, or being taboo by the mighty hooves of the Dome Deer, more wolf cavalry chose to attack from the side.

The feeling of vertigo strikes again, reminding Vernor to make a quick decision. She pushed the dagger on her leg a little more, reaching out her uninjured left leg and hooking Thrandil's arm. The inertia created when the point of force changes increases her force as she flies in the air. With a perfect circular stance, she barely had to think about it, and the sharp saber in her hand could easily slash her enemies.

When inertia allowed her to settle firmly behind Thranduil again, a trace of dissatisfaction jumped unstoppably in her face. "Hey, Thranduil. We're at war, can you be serious? Damn. She stabbed her saber into the sitting wolf that was trying to bite the deer from the lower left side, and the palm of her hand resting on Thranduil's shoulder increased the force. "Back kick. Have the Dome Deer use its horns to shake the enemies in front of you away. Well done, but can you be serious? We're in danger right now. ”

Are there no enemies?, Thranduil turned his head to look around, and before he could curse that there were too few enemies, his shoulders were already sinking. The owner of the gray felt hat leaned on his shoulder, his eyes as blue as the sea hidden by fan-like black eyelashes, and his frown made him aware of Vernor's discomfort. Not wanting any more enemies, he slammed his toe on the body of the Dome Deer. The largest deer in the Woodland Kingdom felt a pain in his abdomen, lowered his head and roared forward.

This rush directly rushed into the largest military tent in the camp. Rao is an extremely cultivated Elrond, who always has a calm expression in front of people, and when he saw the dome deer with curtains and some unknown plants hanging on his horns, he was also stunned and stopped all his movements.