Putting on a friendly, even flattering, gesture of being a creature that robs you?

The Elven King couldn't help but let out a wry smile, "I thought I wouldn't have to endure it anymore after leaving the battlefield and returning to the woodland." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The result is still the same. The status of a king is really not a reward from the gods, but rather a punishment. ”

"You lose as much as you gain. You can't just see the pain of a king and ignore the benefits that kingship brings to you. Seeing that Thrandier was still immersed in emotion, Vernoer simply showed up to say.

When she finished playing the most difficult Sinda piece on the harp with a missing string, and then played the impromptu dance under Thranduil. The Elven King was so amazed that he was completely speechless.

"Everything you see is a skill that the king is forced to learn to please him. While putting the loose blonde hair back together, Vernoll said helplessly: "Once it has something to do with the king, no matter how much you like it, it will turn into a nightmare under compulsion." All the creatures of Middle-earth will do reluctant things to please the king, do you still think this status is not good?"

The Elven King, filled with anger and jealousy, was more concerned with another issue.

"Which king forced you to master these skills?" he subconsciously touched his saber, as if this was the only way to calm his anger a little. "Tell me who this cruel king really is. I won't give him another chance to get close to you. ”

Unexpectedly, Vernoll smiled and said meaningfully: "Sooner or later, you will know who he is." Hopefully, when that day comes, you can really make it so that he doesn't have a chance to get close to me. Well, the rain has stopped. It's time for you to go back to the royal city. ”

"Are you really not going with me?" asked the Elven King, who was wearing his armor and riding on the Horned Deer, for the tenth time. There was a hint of begging in his choppy blue eyes, but it was a pity that Vernoll lowered his head and didn't see it at all. "Would you like to let your skills help more Wood Elves, and if you really don't like war and politics, just mention it to me. You know, I'm not good-tempered too good once impulsive...... Most importantly, you don't need to please me at all. ”

Make the best use of things and do your job, this is an idea that a qualified king will have. Although he had already made his plans, Vernor kept his head down and made a final struggle. "When neither the woodland nor you feel struggling anymore, can you give me freedom?"

And then watch you hide away and never give me a chance to meet again?

The thought of this alone hurts Thrandil's heart. After vowing to find the king who made Vernor hate kingship whenever he had free time, Thranduil struggled to make his expression solemn.

"I promise you. When the Great Green Forest returns to its old scene, the Wood Elves have a stable life, and I can successfully manage such a large country, the Elf King will grant you the right to absolute freedom. ”

But Thranduil won't, and that's not a breach of oath, is it?

Vernore, who had not guessed the other party's inner thoughts at all, raised his head and smiled. "Go back quickly, there must be a lot of things waiting for you. Give me some time, and I'll get the creatures settled down and I'll go back to the city to report to you. ”

"There have been too many things in the past month or so to put off because we can't find the right manager. Come back as soon as possible. Waving goodbye to the other, Thranduil sat down on the speeding horned deer and looked back, until he could no longer see the towering spire, and his expression gradually returned to the solemnity of a king.

The Woodland Advisors didn't let the Elven King fight alone for too long. By the time the sun was in the middle of the day, she had done her last job—making a leg frame made of metal patchwork with one wheel for Mino, who had lost half of his leg. Seeing the working dog breed that had returned from the bitter cold again galloping with the help of the leg frame, Vernoll smiled and got on the horse. She didn't let the horse run too fast so that Mino, who was about to enter old age, could follow behind without difficulty. As the elf and the dog walked around the woodland mountains and could faintly see the woodland emblem on the tallest building in the palace, Vernor reached for the silver mask that was tied to his belt.

After putting on the hood and fastening the mask, Vernor subconsciously looked at a bunch of strangely shaped plants placed in the horse holster. This is a new type of plant that she found directly below a month ago. They are clearly not natives of the Great Green Forest, but they are not any known species they have ever seen. Whether it had something to do with Okpa's death, Vernore wasn't sure, she just didn't want to let go of any possible clues. Thinking that she didn't know when she would be able to separate herself once she entered the royal city, she sighed, but flicked the reins to speed up the horse.

"Advisor, you're finally back with your business done? "At the city gate under repair, I met Dewen who led three officials out in a hurry. The noise and dust from the metal drill did nothing to stop the highest official of the woodland from wanting to speak, but only made him cover his mouth slightly. "Your Majesty has warned me not to let the officials have too much contact with you, nor have I been allowed to assign you any official duties in private. But I really have something to say or something I have to ask you for. ”

"I can't forget that it's up to you to decide how much your advisors are paid. Just tell me. Blinking at the other, Vernor jumped off his horse and followed Devin to the side.

"When I came out, His Majesty actually fell asleep on his throne. He was probably too tired. Give him a little time, and you might as well go to the kids first. I always felt that the officials there were not very good at dealing with the children's lives. There is also a very important thing about the future of woodlands, but there is no rush for now. Subconsciously pressed the roster on his chest, and Dewen, who was so smoked by the dust that he coughed twice, frowned and said, "Wait until I finish the repair supervision of the largest town on Green Forest Road, and then I will find a way to talk to you alone when I come back." ”

Under the reminder of the official behind him, Dewenfu, who was about to get into the carriage, turned back.

"Your Majesty told me this morning, if you come back, you will still live in the same place, that is, the former residence of the Prince of the Green Forest. The King's Bed has not yet been restored, and His Majesty has been living in the King's Bedchamber. If you don't feel embarrassed, just follow Your Majesty. In the past few years, His Majesty has also worked hard. ”

Listen to the meaning of Dewen, the elf king has not moved to the king's bedroom?

Vernoll thought about it, but finally did not object to Dewen's suggestion. Noncommittal, she gave Dewen a farewell salute and did not immediately lead Mino into the royal city, which was piled high with building materials.

She knew that the once thriving Great Green Forest King City could not change much in the months she had been away. How can the wounds of a kingdom that has not been guarded by a king for seven years be healed in months?