Is it to thank the dwarves for regaining the "arch" technique, or is it the arrogant dwarven king who sensed the future power trend of the elven race and hinted at it in this way? Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If Riverdale doesn't go well, you can try to go for Lonely Mountain first. ”

It's a pity that Lonely Mountain doesn't have a mount suitable for elves, so it can't fulfill the requirements of the battle.

Thranduil turned and nodded, her eyes wandering over her uncovered face, before she raised her hand to stop her preparation.

"Before I come back, you...... Don't leave the palace, and it's better not to go out of this dormitory. Something for the attendants to do, or to call the officials in. Facing Vernor's puzzled eyes, Thranduil lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "There are many craftsmen and merchants from other countries, as well as officials from other countries. I don't want them to see you and use ridiculous and superficial comments on you as they did me. ”

"Good. I wish you all the best. ”

Why is it that we have always been together for so short, and when will the eternal years give me more gifts so that I can spend more time with her?

Knowing that the soldiers outside the door had been waiting for a long time, Thranduil still did not take a step. He greedily looked at the female elf in front of him, and couldn't help but stretch out his gloved hand and caress the white cheek in front of him. Before the other party made a dodge move, he said "wait for me to come back" in time and resolutely turned away.

After walking into Riverdale with a dozen soldiers, the Elven King felt that perhaps this visit should not have happened.

When he was still a prince, he also visited Riverdale several times with King Aurifel. Every time, you can see the greeting procession standing in front of the town gate from a distance. Entering the town, no curious human dared to look up at him. But today's situation, even if the official letter of visit was sent only last night, there is no time to prepare for the ceremony, and everyone who meets it should not stare at themselves with curiosity or even greedy eyes. Isn't the mayor of Riverdale afraid of losing the trade of the Great Green Forest? Could it be that in the past few years, Riverdale has been supplying the woodlands with wine and food for a long time, and the wealth he has obtained has satisfied the mayor's desires, so that he does not care about stopping trade with the woodlands?

If the Elven King knew enough about humans, he would know that the increase in wealth would only make human desires greater. The mayor of Riverdale, who had earned enough gold from trading during the seven years of war, was planning to build five more treasure troves, so how could he let go of the trade opportunities he could get? The reason why he didn't give the new Elven King a proper greeting etiquette was because the mayor knew that his request was indeed a bit excessive. Suppress the arrogance of the new king, let him know that the current situation of the woodland does not have the strength to refuse him.

However, will the rumored terrible Elven King really bow his head and agree to unequal trade? However, the power of greed led him to take advantage of the king's temporary absence to put pressure on the woodlands.

Knowing that the Elven King had entered the town, the elderly mayor hurriedly sent a soldier to chase after the caravan bound for the woodlands.

"Tell them that from today onwards, the purchase price of wine and meat will be twice as much. Why raise the price and let them make their own excuses!" Seeing the soldiers take the order, the mayor felt a lot more relieved. The Wood Elves can't live without wine, and even if the Elf King can hold on any longer, the Wood Elves can't hold on. Hearing that his people began to buy the fine wine of Riverdale Town at an unreasonable price, no matter how terrible the elf king was, he couldn't harden it, right? The triumphant mayor casually took out a crystal high-heeled glass from the wine cabinet, filled a glass of freshly brewed spring wine, and then sipped the wine in the cup while slowly moving his legs and slowly walking towards the reception hall.

The moment he saw the Elf King sitting upright, the old mayor couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Was he really Thranduil, who looked around the hall more than ten years ago, stood at the window and refused to come in, and was invited several times by King Auryfer before he was reluctant to nest in a cowhide chair?

Finding that the other party's indifferent eyes swept over, the wine glass in his hand paused slightly, and the mayor hurriedly raised his glass to drink together.

"No need. This time I am not here to travel, but to discuss some important things with you. As soon as he pushed away the wine glass handed by the human attendant, the Elf King didn't even change his eyes. The devastation of his seven-year career as a king allowed him to maintain the surface even if he could see at a glance that the crystal cup carved by the mayor of the town had been used by himself. But the inner tide is turbulent. With the current situation, it is unlikely that you want to have a pleasant trade, so do I need to put it another way?

In a short time, the Elven King quickly found an excuse. After taking his eyes off the other party, Thranduil pretended to be solemn and said, "Traces of orc activity have been found in the middle area between the woodland and your town, and I think it is necessary to send troops to clear them for the safety of the people of the two places. I believe you don't want the trade area outside the town to be ransacked by orcs one day, do you?"

"But you know that the people here don't like or are good at war, and I don't want to force the adult males in the town to go to war. ”

Not liking war is just an excuse. What the Great Green Forest looked like seven years ago, and what it was like after the war, the mayor knew very well. When he made an agreement with the dwarves of the Lonely Mountain to divide the wealth of the forest land equally, he felt sorry for King Orifer for a while in the face of the dazzling jewels. And most importantly, despite the recent resurgence of the Gangdaba Mountains, where tens of thousands of enemies lived, not a single Orc in Riverdale had ever seen a half-orc who knew nothing but killing. The elven king came with dignity, just for the sake of an invisible enemy?

"I know a little bit about Riverdale. So the woodlands sent in the troops, and Riverdale only needed some help, such as enough horses. ”

It's as simple as that?

The mayor put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at the Elven King without saying a word. When he noticed that the other party's eyes were in a trance for a moment, he smiled smugly.

"Not to mention the fact that there are only a few hundred horses in Riverdale who are in charge of trade and transportation, and a matter as big as war alone cannot be decided in a sentence or two. Noble Elven King, you are here now, why don't you stay here for a few days, and we will discuss the war slowly. ”

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen human saber attendants who had been hinted at slowly approached the elf king, and before he could make the next move, the elf king had already gotten up and walked quickly towards the hall door.