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was slapped by the most beloved and trusted mentor, or in front of his generals and elven kings. As soon as the corner of his eye swept to the elven king's sneer, Valandil gritted his teeth with hatred.

He stood up and faced Elrond, and said word by word: "You are just an elven lord, and you have no way to understand what it means to maintain the unity of imperial power to the human emperor! This is a human business, as an elven lord, you had better interfere less." ”

I will not allow the imperial power to be divided in my own hands. I also don't have the ability to bear the shame of "not being able to maintain imperial power"!

With this in mind, Valandil clenched his fists and shouted to the wise man who was stunned on the spot, "You better go back and take care of Rivendell." How can the affairs of the entire human race be defined by your lord's mind?"

The words of the human emperor were extremely humiliating. He repeatedly pointed out that Elrond was just a lord, and in addition to reminding the other party that he was inferior to the emperor and did not know how many ranks, he was even more ridiculous. Mock a lord who has imperfect territory to meddle in the affairs of the whole of humanity, and mock Elrond's humble position in front of him and his ridiculous courage. Elrond heard it, Saxon heard it, and Thrandil, who crouched down to smooth out the messy hair for Vernor.

To be honest, hearing the Emperor's remarks to the wise man, Thranduil was in a good mood. He was still angry with the wise man, and he even issued a satisfied belly slander: I know that the human emperor is the same as his biological mother, but you don't believe it, so you have to accept the task of teaching the human emperor. No matter how capable you are, no matter how much wisdom you have, you can't change the fact that Valandil was born to Hillana and inherited her mother's bad nature. As a result, after eight years of dedicated teaching, he did everything he could to help him, and even took the risk of offending me to bring Vernorr to protect the Emperor, but in exchange for such remarks. Elrond, you deserve it.

But when he subconsciously cast his eyes from the temporarily unconscious Vernoer to the wise man, he saw the wise man with his mouth slightly open and unable to say a word.

What is the humiliation of being treated like this by a creature who has always cared for me, and I should take this opportunity to take the best healer away. Just now, he was so angry that he only thought of intimidating him, but he forgot that Vernoll was still waiting for treatment.

Thranduil walked over and patted the wise man on the shoulder.

"Since the Human Emperor doesn't want us to meddle in the affairs of the human race, he is determined to maintain the integrity of the imperial power, so we don't want to do things that disgust mankind. Return to the Elven Lord and the Best Healer. Come with me back to the war zone to heal the female elves who need the help of the healer the most?"

When he pulled the still stunned wise man in the direction of Vernor, Thranduil did not forget to turn his head sideways and smiled at the human emperor: "Don't worry. I will never meddle in human affairs. If you have anything to do, don't come to me. ”

What can I do to find you?" the Human Emperor responded with a glare, and was about to say, "The Human Emperor needs to find the little Elven King for something", but Saxon gave him a very mocking answer with the following remarks.

Saxon glanced nervously at the Elven King's back, knowing that any further explanation of the truth would only make the situation worse. He approached the Human Emperor in a cold sweat and whispered: "The vast majority of soldiers are controlled in the war zone and cannot get out, we have to get the handwritten letter written by the Elf King himself to let the dwarf army release our corps." ”

"You mean, my army is not out of the war zone at all?" The Emperor glared at the Saxons with a fierce face, and raised his hand to the Arnoel soldiers outside the council hall who were looking at the Gondor people with different expressions: "Aren't they my soldiers?"

"There are only less than two thousand. They all slipped out of the war zone quietly. Saxon was so anxious that he was about to cry, but he could only lower his voice and prompt: "The dwarf king will not let us receive weapons when he sees the elven king's letter, let alone let us go out of the war zone." Say yes...... That is, the coalition forces must strictly follow the military law, and no army should act on its own without a commanding general. Emperor, in the current situation, let's find a way to get the elf king to give a letter first. ”

This means that the abominable Elven King had just finished telling me not to go to him, but I immediately demanded his name? Can I have any other choice? Even if the Elven King is determined to continue to restrain my army, I can't ignore this opportunity. The outside of the council hall is full of half-armed Gondor people, how can I make them lay down their arms and submit to me without military support?

The enraged man was so angry that he grabbed the handrail beside him and began to weigh the pros and cons of the two options. He knew that being humiliated by the Elf King might not be able to exchange for a letter from the other party. But outside the council hall are armed to drive out their own gondor, and they all have only one purpose: to make the current emperor bear the shame of "the imperial power is divided". Compared to the latter, what is the humiliation of the Elven King? That is to say, even if there is only a slight chance, it is necessary to enlist the support of force!

Valandil figured it out, but he really couldn't condescend in front of the Elven King. He had no choice but to signal the Saxons to negotiate with the elven king. Then he saw the blonde king, who was unwrapping his cloak and wrapping the female elf, looking up at him under the Saxon gaze.

At this time, Thranduil was like an arrow.

Although Elrond is still in a state of sadness, he may not be able to return to the state of a healer immediately. But Vernor's consciousness became more and more confused, and he even began to let out moans of pain. Thranduil knew in her heartache that she couldn't wait any longer. Take the wise man and her back to the war zone for good healing now!

In spite of his haste to leave, and between wrapping Vernoer in his cloak, Saxon had already come up and begged for a letter from him.

"Didn't I just say that the affairs of mankind should not come to me?" Thranduil was really happy this time. He deliberately raised his voice so that the emperor of the people not far away could hear it, and even shouted to the Saxons with a smile: "Your emperor said, don't interfere in the affairs of the human race. Even so, if the soldiers of other tribes can't get out of the war zone, what does it have to do with me as an elf? After all, King Nader has not heard your Emperor say 'Do not meddle in your own people's affairs'. ”

The disgusted creature retorted with his own words, which completely angered the human emperor who had been in a state of anger.