If I hide from their eyes, these pesky aliens will really think that I am only handsome. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info As this thought rose in his mind, the Elf King instantly straightened his waist while holding hands through his gloves, and his eyes became resolute.

He walked out of the human kingdom with an indifferent expression that all the noise and noise had been cut off from him. Although the carriage had reached the gates of the country of Gondor, he had tried several times to close his eyes so that he would not see the strange and disgusting images, but he still stopped the urge to close his eyes under the soft and encouraging gaze of Vernol.

A short human road made the Elf King truly feel the fierce collision caused by racial differences.

It's not the same race, and sure enough, the perception, behavior, and even language are different! It seems that I should not only improve my adaptability to alien creatures, but also try to keep my distance from aliens without affecting the country. The first moment he successfully stepped out of Gondor's gates, the Elven King breathed a sigh of relief and made this decision.

"You don't seem to be rejecting humans?" Finding that the female elf sitting in front of him looked calm, Thranduil asked suspiciously, "You are also an elf." It's impossible not to have encountered a human who has forcibly approached you, right? ”

"At first, it will be repulsive, but it is good to get used to it." Vernorr didn't seem to want to say more. She turned her head to look at the fading Gondor Gate, and quickly pulled her hand away and jumped out of the car.

It wasn't until many, many years later that Vernor was reluctant to reminisce about the first time he was forcibly approached by a foreign race. As time passed, this event, which had been accumulated in the deepest part of her memory, was forgotten by those who witnessed it, but because of it, the strong tolerance for foreign contact has always existed, and helped her survive the years lurking in the East.

Of course, that's all for later. The elf king, who had no ability to predict the future at all, glanced greedily at the female elf who distanced himself from him, and shook his head helplessly and leaned on the soft back pillow.

Thrandir knew very well that it was not possible to leave the human kingdom completely away from the alien race. According to his promise at the meeting, the King of Gondor and the Dwarven King would not give themselves too much time to recuperate. They soon arrived with the alien generals, and in a respectful but forceful manner, they demanded that they produce ironclad evidence of what Mordor no change represented.

This stage, if you really go up, you should never want to stop!

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When the moon hung on the edge of the sky, Thranduil finally sent the two kings away. Seeing the two alien kings in uniform galloping away under the leadership of the woodland spies, the elven king was so tired that he didn't even have the desire to speak.

He reached out and blocked the spoon that the attendant had brought to his lips, leaned back in his chair and fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, there was only a faint light in the corners of the vast hall. His vision was still in a semi-hazy state, and he saw the female elf sitting next to him reading a book in the faint light.

"Vernor, I have to admit that the first creature I see when I open my eyes is you, it feels so good!" Taking advantage of the fact that the other party had not fully reacted, he reached out and touched the book she was holding, and teased: "You left your post today and ran to the civilian area, just to buy some books for civilians to read?" Tell me what is written on it? ”

Seeing that after touching the yellowed book that had been turned by humans, Thranduil did not have any special reaction, and Vernor's mood couldn't help but improve. She put down the book in her hand, and while helping the Elf King take away the thin quilt that made him frown slightly, she said, "The book was bought by the way. I want to see if we can find the change in ownership of Gondor over the centuries, and when slavery was abolished. ”

"About 3000 years ago, Gondor was not called Gondor and was owned by ...... Descendants of the Edenes of the same origin as the Númenores. It was only then that Essidor and Anarian established Gondor. As for slavery, it must have been abolished after they gained the rule of Gondor, right? "There is only a brief record of Gondor in the history of the elves, much to the dissatisfaction of Thrandil, who is well versed in the history of the elves. He said seriously, "If you want to know more specifics, I'll ask an official from the Gondor faction who is well versed in human history to come and see you tomorrow." ”

"Just take a look, don't bother the human officials." Vernor, who didn't want to talk about it, changed his mind and asked about Mordor's surveillance. She said with some concern, "King Gondor seemed very suspicious before leaving, and turned his head to look at you several times. ”

He was suspicious of the detective's results, obviously worried that I would annoy him for his deliberately hostile attitude in front of others. This Merandiel has to face the pressure of the emperor and the people, and also challenge the cognition of the entire elf race. Under the long-term backlog, it is natural to become walking on thin ice all the time. A king who has done so much deserves sympathy.

While feeling pity for his allies who were under many obstacles, Thranduil said with an unchanging expression: "In two days, when he reaches the area where Mordor leads to the Norn Inland Sea, he will have no doubts. ”

"What will they see?" While handing the wrung towel to the Elven King, Vernorr said curiously, "What is the mystery of the southeast exit of Mordor that can solve the doubts of the two worried kings?" ”

"It is a felony to peek into the tactical layout of the Elf King, and there will be a terrible punishment for spying on the Elf King's prison enemy." Thranduil, who was not in a hurry to take the towel, hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, teasing meaningfully: "But I'm in a good mood today." For the sake of being so curious and daring to ask, give you a gift - an affectionate hug will get you an answer. You won't miss out on such a good deal, right? ”

The astonishment only lasted for a short time on Vernor's face. With a chuckle, she put down what she was holding and reached out her hands and patted the Elven King's arm in a seemingly encircled gesture.

"It's not just a good deal, it's a no-brainer. As a good elf, how can I do something that is not earned? This is too unfair for the Elven King. I should have worked harder. For example, in addition to hugging, how many affectionate kisses should be added? Thranduil had just shown a look of surprise, she tilted her head and blinked her eyes and asked, "Let me guess who should be called to give the Elven King a hug and a kiss?" If you don't like the Dandens, then the dwarves are fine. Anyway, you just say what you want, and you don't specify who will give it to you. ”

As she spoke, she deliberately got up and left, as if she really wanted to summon the dwarves.

"I surrender, I surrender! Don't let me feel the enthusiasm of the alien race anymore. Thranduil, who felt bad at the thought of the hug from the dwarf, hurriedly grabbed her, smiled and said, "There is no need to trade, I'll tell you now." When they reach the exit southeast of Mordor, they will see the snow-covered White ** Mountains. The ground at the exit was covered with mud that had frozen into hard lumps. ”