"I don't have to wear gloves anymore because I don't plan to go into battle myself. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Thranduil smirked and shoved two trays full of rings into Vernor's eyes, "Pick for me." I love the feeling of wearing rings so much, they make me feel like a prince again. ”

Dressed in a gorgeous gown and with an expensive ring, the image of the prince flashed in front of his eyes, and Vernor sighed lightly, and casually took out four rings and stuffed them into him. The other party solemnly took them in his hand one by one. Seeing the dazzling jewels on his slender hands, Vernor tilted his head to the side.

"You don't want to stay in the king's tent all the time. No matter how much we harvest, there will be a day when the harvest is complete, and you will have to take all the forest elves to the final alliance camp to meet. ”

"Aren't any of these rings your liking?" Thranduil's slightly angry look at Furnoll finally brought his mind to a normal range. He pushed the tray away with a slight disgust, lifting his chin slightly. "Even if I don't come up with the last letter of guarantee from the Alliance to remind them not to forget the promise made to me before the war, I believe that no king will dare to question the progress of the Woodland Kingdom again! The thought of the ugly faces of those creatures makes me feel annoyed. Don't want to see them. ”

"That's enough, Thrandil!" Fnorr raised his voice as he touched the saber beside him. "You hate them, understandably. They are indeed not some kind of creatures of the light and the moon. But the last alliance is still the embodiment of justice, and you can't assume that just because there are a few dead trees in the forest, the forest is all wrong. Also, don't forget that your father came here to defend justice. Delaying the last alliance will not only disgrace everything you have done, but it will also affect your father's righteous actions. You're so strong that they are scared, so why don't you show up in front of their eyes and make them feel terrified?"

"Hey! I love that last sentence. Thranduil clapped his hands and said excitedly, "I'll order them to speed up the collection of supplies." Thinking about the way those creatures looked at me with sincere fear, I was really looking forward to it. ”

Oh my God! If the other creatures knew that the Elven King would have such naughty thoughts in his heart, I wonder if they would be so shocked that their jaws would drop? Vernore shook his head helplessly, completely unaware that only she could see this side of the Elf King. "The abundance of supplies in the Black Gate, no matter how fast it is, it will take five days. ”

"Hmm. I was going to spend half a month. It looks like it has to be compressed to five days. Thranduil began to pace around the tent, thinking about what he would look like when he appeared again. Appearing in front of the uniformed creatures in gorgeous dresses should be more unique, right? But he always felt that something was missing.

"Didn't you say that I should tame the next Dome Deer myself, and that we should go to the forest to tame the Dome Deer in the next few days?"

Based on the plants given to Avril Avril, it didn't take them long to find where the Dome Deer might appear. But the imaginary giant antlers did not appear, and another deer with smaller bodies and smaller horns was munching on the grass while looking innocently at the two elves who had jumped down from the trees.

"Vernor, what next?" the noble king asked, covered in stumps and leaves, with the reins in his hand, at the elve, who was also covered in dust.

"Horned deer...... I should have known that it was the forest expressing anger. ”

At the moment when the deer fell, Vernorr sensed something was wrong. The situation was too chaotic for her to think about what was wrong. Thinking about it now, the Dome Deer looked at him at the end of his life, with the meaning of farewell. Did the battle, with an 80% mortality rate, make the forest angry and take back all the deer? Could it be that Thranduil really had another way to finish the battle, but insisted on choosing the most painful way?

However, in a short time, the Dome Deer became more intimate with him than the King of the Forest, and the Dome Deer, which Edmund had sent to him as a memento according to the king's wishes, and the Horned Deer, which was only half the size of the Dome Deer in front of him. All the information came together and once again confirmed her suspicions. She hated herself for not thinking that animals have a sharper intuition than living beings, and the Dome Deer had already begun to convey to herself the meaning of evil breeding with her actions. What is it that affects your thinking that you actually ignore the warnings of the dead forest elves and the dome deer?(Of course, because you were moved by the king's courage, and they all said that women in love are stupid...... ）

She turned her head and glanced at Thrandil, and said coldly, "This is not a dome deer, it can be called a horned deer at best." This deer is not difficult to tame, you just go up and pet its head. ”

"So easy?" Thrandeil walked forward slowly, disbelieving. The Horned Deer didn't make any defensive or offensive moves because of his arrival, which made him even more bold. The hand with the two rings touched the head of the horned deer, but it remained motionless.

"It's really the same as you say. Thranduil, completely intoxicated with the satisfaction of conquering the Horned Deer, did not notice the change in the way Vernor's eyes looked at him. Manipulating the horned deer to approach the other party, and when he stretched out a hand to help her up, he only got a back.

"The horned deer may not be able to bear the weight of two elves. You might as well ride it yourself. I brought back the two horses that I had ridden. ”

That's right. Thranduil frowned and looked at the horned deer, not satisfied. Not at all aware of the change in Vernor's attitude, he asked again. "It's so easy to tame, isn't it just that any elf who can find a horned deer can ride it? I don't want to see other elves with the same mount as me. ”

Vernor's hand holding the reins shook. She struggled to control herself and not let her disappointment flow through her words. "You are the king of the forest, and you will not see the horned deer tamed by other elves as long as you order that no elves are allowed to approach the horned deer. After pulling the reins and turning the direction of the horse, she looked at the horned deer's small horns, "You should use the horns of the deer." Set it on your throne and show your status as the king of the forest. ”

I will always remember that you are a king. Always remember your noble position, remember that you decided my tragic fate before you were even born.