The Elven King, who could even destroy the statue of Iru in a fit of rage, wants to worship the God of Creation for eternity?Vernorr knew that this was because Thranduil didn't want to oppose him in thought anymore. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Although it is difficult to be pious in establishing faith with a purpose, Vernoll was still moved.

The establishment of faith determines the meaning of eternal life. Its influence on living beings is higher than that of the king, above all else. Vernor was very touched to be able to make his faith clear for his own reasons. Even after thousands of years, Vernor still stubbornly believes that she is truly touched at this moment, and she stubbornly believes that this love is born from the Creator God. If Thranduil hadn't been a firm believer in Iru, how could she have been willing to approach Thrandil?

Also, believing in Iru is not just a matter of inner admiration. Iro's followers will never turn their backs on justice, and will be jealous of evil. In other words, Thranduil, as the king of the woodlands, will always walk on the path of righteousness and turn away from all evil under the influence of Iru. This is what the Furnoll of the woodland people around him wants to see the most.

"It's a great honor. This is the supreme glory you have bestowed upon me. Holding the other man's hand, Vernore said with relief, "With Iluvita in my heart, the demons will not be able to invade, and the darkness will be far away." I am glad to witness you find the true attachment of your heart from wandering and shaking. However, you are not right. Iru only gives to everything in the world, and never needs anything in return. She won't need your atonement, only your own atonement. ”

Under the last wave of dazzling fireworks at Nader's birthday banquet, Vernor slowly crouched beside the Elven King.

"All the people of the woodland will help you to atone for your sins as soon as possible. My king. After taking the oath again, she looked at the tall king expectantly with her rippling watery eyes and asked, "Please allow me to assist you." ”

"I allow it. Thranduil, who was in a very good mood, suddenly had the idea of making a joke. He laughed twice, put a look of feigned anger on his face, and said, "Help me maintain my dignity first—I won't go out until I get rid of the finger marks on my face, and I won't allow you to let him in." ”

Vernoll felt guilty about this. She looked at the finger marks she left embarrassed, and asked carefully, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much that I can't stand it. Grabbing Vernor's hand, Thranduil, who had taken advantage of the situation, quickly moved to the side of the bed and fell straight down.

How could Vernoll sleep in the same bed with him?

Even though she had been opened to Thrandil, she still did not let go of Okpa's disappearance, let alone ignore Aurel's wishes. On the night when the Elven King claimed that he had to "recuperate", Vernore stayed with him on the chaise longue beside his bed. Fortunately, the elf's self-healing power was strong, and when the moonlight rising in the middle of the sky moved downward, the fingerprints on Thranduil's face had faded a lot.

After all, it was only a blow on the surface, not like Elrond who was injured on the inside, and the external bruises were difficult to disappear in a short time.

Annoyed that the self-healing power was too strong, and the time they spent together was coming to an end soon, Thrandille muttered in frustration: "I miss the forest so much. Will all the elves who grow up in the woodland be like this?"

"More than you. Raising his head from the book curled in his hand, Vernoll said thoughtfully: "The first time I left the forest, she was the fairy tale world of my dreams. Although the forest could not be perfect, there was a king of Europe at that time......"

"Are you afraid of my father?" Catching the unusual revelation in the words, Thranduil sat up smartly. He frowned deeply, as if carelessly, but unusually nervously asked, "My father...... What has it done to you?"

Orifer had a bad past with Vernor, which was what Thrandel feared the most. One is a father, the other is a beloved creature, and if there is a conflict between the two, Thranduil doesn't know how to resolve it. The Elven King, who couldn't understand why Nader was happy that his mother and wife were in harmony, finally felt the troubles of the Lonely Mountain King.

Father and Vernor must not have a bad past! While waiting for an answer, he kept praying to the Creator.

"King Ou is very good to his people, how can he do anything to me? Vernoll snapped out, but blushed a little from lying. She subconsciously lowered her head to avoid Thrandil's eyes, but she didn't want to face it squarely, which confirmed Thrandil's guess.

"What did my father do to you?" Obviously anxious and almost crazy, Thranduil still endured his eagerness and half-coaxed and half-induced: "Have you been punished by your father, or have you been reprimanded by him? ”

"There really is nothing ......" was moved by Thranduil's eagerness, or whether he was covering up too much, and had to hand over some truth to ease the guilt in his heart, Vernoll couldn't tell. After Thranduil sat beside him, and had been looking at him with begging eyes for a long time, Vernorr opened his mouth and said, "King Ou may not like me very much. ”

Unexpectedly, these words made Thranduil instantly turn from sorrow to joy. He laughed twice, patted Vernor's hand with great ease, and said, "If my father didn't like you, he wouldn't have left you in the royal city when he went to war." It's impossible to bring you to me. What you call 'possibly' simply doesn't exist. ”

"Maneuvering, cooperating, and even currying favor with creatures you don't like is a compromise for the sake of the king's people. This is a compromise that every qualified king will do. Everything King Ou did was just a recognition of my power, not that he liked me. Thinking of Aurifel's negation of himself, Vernorr was a little gloomy. "Maybe I'm not the type that King Ou likes. ”

"If it were someone else, I still believe that my father might not like it. You're different. Thranduil, who had no choice but to deceive herself, deliberately raised her voice: "There is no creature that touches you who does not like you. ”

"Thrandil, this joke is childish. How is it possible that there is a species in this world that all living beings like?, and that is hated by Morgoth and Sauron, and how much more so me?" Vernorr was amused by Thrandil's last words, but counted the reasons why he was not liked: "The ship king says I'm too harsh, and the wise man says I'm too stubborn." RIYA RESENTED MY OBEDIENCE THE MOST, AND I NANA COMPLAINED THAT I CARED TOO MUCH ABOUT MY OWN FEELINGS. There's always something wrong in every living being, except for our Princess Lucien of Sinda. I don't have the noble blood of Lucien, and naturally I am not perfect. King Ou saw my imperfect side, and it was normal to not like it. ”