In Dewen's opinion, the scarred advisor was clearly not a beautiful elf, but he himself advised the king to let go of his anger and curry favor with a creature who had no way of falling in love. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But for the sake of the strength of the woodland, Dewen could only suppress the tears that were about to flow, and bent his knees slightly and said: "For the sake of the wood elves, for the future ...... of the woodland"

"Okay. For my children. I heard that all the wood elves in the woodland, regardless of their age, privately call me 'Father of the Nation'?" After receiving an affirmative answer, the young elf king straightened his posture on his chair and said in a solemn tone, "I am willing to do anything for the sake of my children. You don't have to feel sorry for me, as the father of the Wood Elves, I don't feel compromised about doing things for my children. I'm just worried that my children will misunderstand me by behaving beyond the king's courtesy of the advisors. ”

"How is this possible?" said Dewen firmly, "I will tell all the officials the truth and let them convey it to all the Wood Elves." Not only will there be no misunderstandings, but they will also understand your difficulties and help you do it well. ”

So my admiration and pursuit of Vernor, or can I say that I have done it according to the wishes of the people?Thranduil nodded in satisfaction, and motioned for Dewen to complete the preparations at once. And he continued to stay in the council hall, slowly tearing the punishment letter written not long ago into shreds.

As the fragile paper was split into large and small pieces in the hands of the huge gems, only the feeling of joy disappeared without a trace. This is certainly not because he has to force himself for the sake of the people's wishes, but because his heart aches for what may have happened to Vernor.

Even the kind and innocent Wood Elf Devon would have thought of leaving Vernore with false affection, and she must have met more kings who had committed themselves to the Void Serpent. No wonder she complained to Elrond about the king's ruthlessness (see 175 - The Lord of the Rings), and no wonder she still refused to believe my sincerity. Even when I heard my most precious promise, I looked indifferent. How can I make her understand that all my actions towards her are sincere and not the slightest bit of hypocrisy?

At this moment, the elven king was so irritable that he wanted to smash the crown of the branch on his head directly. But when she thought that this wooden crown was given by her, and that she would not accept a creature who abandoned her mission, she had no choice but to give up.

Is there really no solution? The Elven King, who had walked around the huge council hall three times, did not think of a better solution, but projected all his resentment on a wood elf who had already disappeared. Through the analysis of Dewen's words, the Elf King found that if Vernorr was not married, the Wood Elves would have absolutely no reason to oppose her becoming the Elf Queen, and they would take the initiative to ask me to marry her. Even if she hated the royal power and doubted the king's sincerity, it would be difficult to refuse the request of all the wood elves in the woodland. But such a good opportunity was ruined by a wood elf who dared to marry her!

"Why is there a creature named Okpah in Middle-earth, who was born at least 200 years before me!" the Elven King's hand slammed against the wall, but the force of the impact did not have the slightest effect to calm his anger. Remembering that every time in a dream, he only needed to straighten his waist to completely turn Vernoel into his own, and Okpa would always appear by his side in time, look at him coldly, and say coldly, "Do you really want to do this? In fact, you know very well that the moment you get it is when she is gone." No matter what you do, no matter how much you do, you will never get her. ”

"Humble wood elf, you have the ability to come out and compete with me. Not in the Temple, not in Middle-earth, not in Valinor, what can I do to get you the punishment you deserve?"

The squire, who was waiting for a drowsy person outside the council hall, heard the sound of the door opening, and before he could look up, a sealed letter box was handed to him. In the official letter folder box dedicated to the woodland, it was naturally stamped with the king's coat of arms, and the paper handed to the elf king by Dewen dozens of minutes ago.

He took it and caught up with Dewen and told him to immediately start executing the contents of the letter. You have to ask me about the details of the arrangement. At the same time as the attendant subconsciously accepted the official letter, the elf king let go of his hand and turned away. In just ten minutes, he had already arrived in the inner garden.

Looking at the female elf half-crouched among the flowers, carefully grooming Mino's hair and whispering to the maid beside her, it took Thranduil a few minutes to suppress the other party's thoughts. This was what she did to arrange Mino's life as best she could before leaving, and the Elven King knew.

"Go to the counselor's dormitory and bring me her saber. ”

Obviously hated it to the bone, and obviously wanted to get rid of it quickly, but he had to use Okpa's relics as the most powerful way to leave his beloved elf. Thranduil, who was arrogant, felt so aggrieved. When he hung the saber on his waist, he couldn't stop shaking his hands, and he almost escaped several times. In the end, he still looked at Vernor's back and hid his saber under his robe. Seeing that the maids around Vernoer had stopped recording, he pulled on his robe again to better hide the saber at his waist, and walked over and touched Mino's head.

"It's not very hot tonight, so let's take it to the forest. Bending his legs and half-crouching on the other side of Mino, the Elven King ignored the surprised gazes of the maidens and smiled and proposed to Vernor, "I'll take you there." ”

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Under the thick darkness of the night, the attendants who had been waiting at the gate of the royal city with the king's mount expressed their calmness about the scene in front of them.

As he led the deer, he met Lord Edmund on the way. Under the tutelage of Lord Edmund, he learned that the king must be good enough to the advisors for the sake of the woodlands and the wood elves. So he watched very calmly as the king helped the advisor to the deer, and smiled encouragingly at the elven king who had taken the reins.

For our wood elves, the noble king really fights. Not only did he speak softly to the advisor, but he also gave her his mount to sit on, but he walked with the reins on his own. If only His Majesty had come to his senses sooner.

Of course, the squire will not forget how fierce the Elven King used to be to the Advisor. After banishing her to the Noldor tent where she faced the enemy for six years, she was called by the Elf King alone to teach her a lesson, causing the advisor to faint as soon as she walked out of the tent. Even when he returned to China after the war, he was not merciful at all and sent to Dongkou Town. Knowing that Dongkou Town was about to run out of food, he just coldly ordered the rain to stop and send it again, causing the advisor to almost die at the hands of the orcs. I heard that he also likes to rush to the counselor's dormitory for a little thing to lose his temper......