"Huh!" Thranduil smirked angrily, turning her back and clutching her chest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info A few times, he opened his mouth to blurt out his intentions, but reason told him that now was not the time. Thranduil, if you need your partner to face the difficulties and obstacles of being together, are you still a qualified king?" he said to himself.

"I know this will cause you a lot of harm, and I'm sorry. As a sign of respect, Vernor moved to his feet on his knees, and touched his head lightly against his boots—the most solemn salutation of the elves, rarely used at ordinary times. "Between the future of the Woodland Kingdom and the feelings of the King, I chose the future of the Kingdom. Please punish me as king. Whatever it is, I'm willing to accept it. ”

Thranduil thought of the first time she met her, even though she had humiliated her with the most vicious words, she had only smiled, or had grinned and clamped the blade with her shoulder pads. It turns out that those smiling faces are not contemptuous, but they don't care. Thrandil, who had not fallen from his father's death, was now slumped weakly in his chair.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the creature in front of him, and asked in a deep voice, "Can't you just find an excuse to appease the king's anger?"

This time it was Vernor's turn to be puzzled. "Why make excuses? 30-year-old elf kids know that they have to face the consequences of what they do. I'm 500 years old. What's more......" She knelt forward two steps again, and said with great sincerity: "If you don't punish me seriously, it will damage your Wang Wei." If you don't have a plan, you can hand me over to the sentencing officer first. ”

Let them banish you according to the rules of the Great Green Grove for disrespecting the king?, and you want to leave me like that?" Thranduil choked her neck in anger, and he even felt a glimmer of pleasure at the sight of her eyes wide open because she couldn't breathe. At least now, she doesn't look so calm.

Intoxicated by the pleasure that aroused her strange emotions, it was not until the body in her hands no longer felt hard that Thranduil woke up. He took the fainted Vernoer into his arms and shouted loudly, "What about the soldiers outside the tent?

The two soldiers standing outside the tent immediately ran to the deer shed with oil under their feet. On the way, they were all making eye contact, and when they arrived at the dome, they finally understood who the "Lingu half-bald" was.

As night fell, Sauron's army became stronger. Orcs are fierce in their nature at night, but they are slightly sluggish when they see sunlight. The army was in the dark and could not be taken lightly by not seeing the enemy for months, and Thranduil knew that he could not stay here any longer.

He gently placed Vernoer, who had not yet woken up, on the couch and held out his hand to a palm from her cheek. The faint white light emitted from his skin made his palms look whiter, and it calmed his mood somewhat. When he wanted to pick up his unconscious body again, a voice sounded in his heart: Thrandil, you should know very well that if you can't hold the black door, you will lose everything. Leave her in the hands of the best healer for the time being, and you should go to the battlefield to ensure her safety.

Elrond's maniacing grin flashed through his mind (see Volume 1, Chapter 42: The Holy Elf), and he frowned and began to look around for the mask he had just discarded. The king of the woodlands carefully put the clean mask with his noble hand for Vernor, and then walked out of the tent in three steps. Looking at the sky that was about to completely darken, he knew that if he didn't leave, he would see the glowing overhead. Before leaving, he said to the soldiers outside the tent, who had already changed two new faces, "Let Dewen come to me before the battle." Tell two more female elves to stay in the tent!"

As the last ally to be the most powerful healer in Chinese medicine, and at the same time juggling the role of herald, Elrond is often too busy to keep his feet on the ground. Even so, he still has endless incurable patients every day, endless strategic meetings, and finds excuses to push away those creatures who are obviously small colds and have to come to the expert number. Just as he was about to quickly solve the problem of a small cold in front of him, so that he could change his armor in time to fight at night, Lindil hurried to inform the Woodland Kingdom to ask him to go.

Elrond waved his hand, "I have been entrusted by the High King to teach the beautiful man with facial paralysis in the woodland some knowledge. But I really don't have time today, you tell him that he won't need to invite him in a few days, and I will take the initiative to go over by myself. ”

Lindil retreated as he was told, and after a while he frowned again and came in awkwardly. Elrond had no choice but to stop what he was doing and walk out of the tent as Lindil's eyes prompted. As soon as he came out of the tent, he felt a wetness in his head. When I looked closely, the deer's mouth was right in the middle of his head, and the stupid deer snorted.

Elrond didn't have the heart to study whether the saliva of the dome deer would cause the hairline to continue to develop, and he had a thought in his heart: lead the dome deer to please, was the paralyzed beautiful man on the forest ground beaten all over his body by his strong female elf, and he was dying?

He was far from the only creature who thought like this, and the Supreme King Gilgalad, who had everything under control, was stunned when he learned that the Dome Deer had appeared. The soldiers he had sent had arrived at Elrond at this time.

The High King said that there was no conflict between the Black Gate, and there may be other accidents. At present, the war is going well, please send the herald to the woodland barracks to find out the situation, and if necessary, temporarily take over the command of the woodland king. "Sure enough, it's an impeccable and ruthless kingly style.

Elrond, who didn't think the situation was serious, planned to change his healer's costume and reappear, but the two forest elves who brought the deer were so anxious that they jumped up and down. "Ringu (the word semi-bald was pressed back) ...... Herald, hurry up! ”

This sentence successfully disturbed the normal thinking of the wise man. So much so that when he came to the king's tent in the woodland, he saw Vernor, who was lying on the bed, and he was still stunned. had to take advantage of the gap between the two female elves who stepped forward to help him take over the medical box, and quickly returned to the state of a wise man.

The professional habit of treating patients as close relatives made Elrond despise this kind of behavior of wearing a mask when seeing a doctor. He coughed a little unpleasantly, and said to the two dressed elves beside the bed, "Can you bear what happened to interfere with the healing process?" and then he walked over to the cabinet full of the best wines, poured himself a full glass of red wine, and sirped it softly. It wasn't until he and another female elf were left in the tent, and the curtain was lowered, that he reluctantly put down his glass and walked in front of Vernor.