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Oh, yes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoEven the queen is no longer the queen, how can the people's happy life be guaranteed? Merandiel, you only thought that the loss of real power of the human emperor would become a scandal of the imperial family, why did you not think that the deposed queen would become a scandal like that? Even if everything is unknown, Hirana is not dead, and the fact that she is Valandil's biological mother will not change anything. Now, the former handmaiden has begun to regent in the kingdom of Arnoor, and judging by this development, it won't be long before she reaches out to Gondor. When all the real power is in her hands, what can I do when I am driven out of Gondor? Nothing can be done!

"I see what you mean. I've figured it out too. After taking a sip of the wine, Merandil said firmly: "Instead of waiting until then to fight for the life that civilians deserve, it is better to act now." For the sake of the human civilians, please help me. ”

"For the sake of your love for your people, I can only help you as best I can." The Elf King also drank the wine in his hand and motioned for the other party to come closer. In the time that followed, the Elven King told Merandil all the ways to win the hearts and minds of the people. It didn't take long for the kings of the two races to complete efficient communication. At the end, Merandiel's eyes at the Elven King inevitably contained reverence.

"How can it be so easy to gain the approval of all the people?" Merandil thought it was a little incredible.

"It's easy to do, but it's not easy to think of this way at all, for example, you don't think of it. And Valendil would be taught in Rivendell before he succeeded to the throne, and with his talents, he might not have thought of it, and because he was not in the human kingdom, he could not let everyone see his mourning for his deceased father. The maid couldn't even think of it. Subconsciously touching the female elf doll in her waist pocket, Thranduil said meaningfully: "After going back, arrange for two merchants to come to the woodland kingdom to trade." How can the truth, goodness, and beauty of the elven race be badly influenced by me? ”

Is this what I asked to arrange for someone to communicate secretly to travel between the woodlands and Gondor under the guise of a caravan? It seems that the Elven King also thinks that this matter should be carried out in secret.

Melandiel, who understood, replied solemnly: "I respect Your Majesty's orders. Seeing that Thranduil nodded in satisfaction, and had the intention of leaving, Merandil stepped forward to express his last concern. Can this be done with public opinion alone? Maybe I still need to be prepared for war? ”

When Essidor was alive, he said to him that the struggle for power is a matter of strategy, not necessarily the use of force. However, in the struggle for rights, no matter how good the situation is, we must be prepared for force. In most cases, the adversary who is about to lose will do nothing but try to solve the problem by force. In order to win stability, it is necessary to be fully prepared for battle after strategy. Now that the best strategy Elven King has taught himself and is considered to have fulfilled the responsibility of an ally, then the preparation for battle must be completed by himself?

When war is involved, even relatives who are related by blood may not be willing to help. Asking the Elven King to help with force, Merandil didn't even dare to think about it.

To Merandiel's surprise, the Elven King just lowered his head and groaned, and readily promised that he would solve the problem of force.

"Cannibalism is not a good thing. Gondor is connected to Arnoor, and we elves will never watch you kill each other. Shaking away the painful memories of fratricide in the port of Korondi, Thranduil sat down in his chair and said in the tone of a king: "In terms of force, I will help you solve it, you just need to do a good job of winning the hearts of the people." The Woodland Kingdom will do everything in its power to help its allies, as long as he is loyal enough. ”

"If this can be realized, my Merandil line will always be the most loyal ally of the Elf King." After giving another solemn salute to the king in the chair, Merandil walked out with a wave of his hand.

It's easy to say what you promise, but it's hard to do.

When he promised to help Melandil with force, Thranduil didn't think of a specific solution. But he couldn't bear to see the human race and the elves who lived in Amen all those years ago, aiming their weapons at their own kindred. They are even more reluctant to spend their energies on internal wars of the same faction.

Is there any way to achieve the goal of deterrence by force without the need for a fight? The elf king, who returned to the banquet, had been taking the opportunity to think, but until the banquet was over, he had not thought of a good way. Fortunately, thinking did not affect the Elven King's performance at the banquet. This banquet for a newborn child was, at least on the surface, very pleasant. Except for the Elven King and Merandiel, no living beings knew that the two kings of Middle-earth had secretly completed the contact, and the content of the discussion would cause an unprecedented and huge change in the power of the Danden royal family.

Before leaving the former Long River Town, the Elf King gave the mayor an official letter. The official letter, stamped with the Elven King's insignia, reads the same thing in lingua franca, human, and elven languages: Everriver will always receive the highest level of ally status in the woodlands.

In other words, the citizens of Changhe Town have the supreme treatment of wearing weapons and walking in the Woodland Kingdom from now on, and the affairs of Changhe Town will be the affairs of the Woodland Kingdom from now on? A small town isolated from the human kingdom can finally be blessed by a great king from this day on? The mayor felt that happiness had come a little too suddenly, and opened his mouth for a long time to spit out "you...... I ......"

"Of course, because the stamping is my badge, it is only useful if I am the Elven King. You should rejoice that I am an immortal elf. "Seeing that the mayor of the town held the official letter in his hand for a long time and didn't say a complete word, the elf king used a mocking tone to ease the other party's excitement." Think of it as an anniversary gift for your son. Hopefully, the town of Changhe will always be the most loyal ally of the woodlands. ”

"I assure you that no matter who the mayor is, Changhe Town's heart of respecting His Majesty will never change." Holding his infant son, the mayor was about to salute, but the elf king turned his head and left.

Accepting a baby who was still drinking milk was not considered a good thing by Thranduil. What's more, he didn't want to waste too much time here because he hadn't thought of a way yet. Maybe back in Intramural, the best thing I can think of? After all, there are military books of various races in the royal city, and there is a female elf who is not proficient in actual combat.

She won't find out if I'm going to move. With a light smile, Thranduil walked back to his palace, but did not see the female elf who was not good at actual combat. Not only did she not show up where she was supposed to be, but she didn't even wait for her own return to know the outcome of the meeting. Truth be told, it gave Thranduil a strong sense of loss.

She would never have been like this before!