"Vernor, you can't go on like this. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" tightened his arms so that the female elf in his arms could avoid getting closer, and the elf king said in a serious and soft voice: "As immortal elves, we will see too much death in eternal life. In order not to die of excessive sadness, one must maintain a calm disposition towards any death, even if it is one's own relatives. Suffering for the death of ordinary beings is not an emotion that elves should have. No matter how loyal Minoan is to you, and even indirectly saved your life, it is just a mortal thing with a lifespan of only about ten years, and you can't be too sad about it. ”

Thranduil was right. Elves are destined to see countless deaths in eternal life, and maintaining an indifferent temperament to death is one of the laws of survival.

The female elf in her arms was still crying and almost out of breath, just shaking her head. Thranduil had no choice but to hold out a hand and lead her to the Horned Deer.

"Humanity is fascinated by its majestic form, and assumes that I should love my mount, but does not know that I will witness the death of hundreds of horned deer in my long eternal life. If I had to be sad if every mortal thing with a fleeting life had died, I would have left Middle-earth for the Temple of Mandus long ago. As an elven king, I shouldn't be sad about the departure of a mount, and as an elf, you shouldn't be so sad about a pet. ”

Removing the silver mask in front of him, Thranduil carefully held Vernor's scarred face, reminding him again, "Don't be sad. A minnow is a mortal thing with a lifespan of only ten years. Even if Mino treats you as life, even if Mino still stays here waiting for you to come back after you don't know how much damage you've suffered in the seven years you've been away, you can't break the rules of immortality for the sake of a dog breed from the north. ”

Thrandilti didn't mention what a serious sin it was to grieve for death in front of the Elven King.

No matter what era, no matter which elven kingdom, no living creature is allowed to show sadness related to death in front of the king. This is because any elf will see countless deaths during the long life of eternity. The elven king who bears the entire kingdom can be arrogant and generous, but he must remain indifferent enough to death so that he can stay away from sadness and protect his kingdom forever. Any creature that expresses the sadness of death may affect the indifference that the elven king is trying to maintain. When refusing to send Vernoor to Zilyan as the supreme musician, Thranduil used "the sorrow of death in the presence of the king" as an excuse.

He thought that after experiencing the loss of his father on the battlefield, there was nothing in Middle-earth that could touch his heartstrings. Seeing the pear blossom with tears in Funor, the elf king's heart ached faintly.

"I knew it shouldn't be. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been sad in front of you...... I couldn't help it. Instead of stopping the tears, who pressed his hands to his eyes, he felt the soreness on the tip of his nose getting worse and worse. She had to say something else to dilute the message that 'Mino's dead' in her mind.

"Therlandier, you know what? That's where I met Minoan when I came home last year. The memories of the reunion finally diluted some of the sadness, allowing Vernore to calmly recount the moment when an ordinary dog breed impressed him. It came from under the dead branch where it was hiding, and after sniffing for a while on its wounded leg covered in blood, it was still unsure. It wouldn't let me get too close, and every time I took a step closer, it would take a step back - it must have been in the past seven years, and it didn't know how many smiling faces it had encountered, but it had caused great damage to it when it got closer. That's why Mino, even when he saw me, didn't dare to come out of nowhere. But it never left this place full of danger and scarred all over its body. Even if I didn't dare to approach it, I was a creature it was willing to risk death. Such a creature who has spent his entire life waiting to respond to his master's seven-year abandonment of his master, I really can't face its death with the indifferent temperament of an elf. ”

"Then let's cry for once. Don't be sad anymore after crying. ”

Thranduil tightened her arms again, hugging the elf on her chest a little tighter, not minding at all that the other's tears might wet her robe. But the elf in his arms broke free, crouched on the ground and stroked the round or square scars hidden under Mino's dense hair.

When I reunited with Minnow a year ago, the scars were still stuck in twigs or iron wounds. Vernorr took a lot of effort and several days to treat the wounds.

All foreign objects inserted into Mino's body were glued to the flesh for a long time. Every hard object cleaned always brings out fresh blood and flesh. Even though Mino was well-behaved enough, he lost his mind in pain as he removed the foreign body from the oldest wound, and opened his mouth to bite Vernor's hand. It's just that as soon as the mouth full of sharp teeth touches the owner's hand, the bite action becomes a gentle licking.

Like all dog breeds, even if the owner wants to kill himself, the Mino will not hurt the owner in the slightest. Such a creature can be touched by the elves with an indifferent temperament, let alone Fernor, who grew up in the kingdom of men, but no matter how sad he is, Minoan will not be able to come back to life.

"You say, like the elves, can Mino go to the temple of their race after death?" Furnor, who was half-crouching on the ground, raised his head and asked the elven king, his tear-stained face showing a rare sense of greenness. Thranduil, who had tried his best to remain indifferent, tightened his chest, and half-crouched on the ground, outstretched his arms around the elf and Mino.

"Yes. Minnow will be reborn by their temple. Maybe it won't be long before you have a reborn Mino. ”

And then in the long eternity, witness the departure of one Mino after another, no wonder every wise man said that death was the best gift that Iluvita could give.

"Nope. I don't want to see the next Mino leave. Maybe I shouldn't have a pet anymore. Vernore, restrained his sadness, stood up and narrowed his eyes slightly towards the sun. The sunlight quickly made the tears on her face disappear, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows returned to her indifferent demeanor.

Ten days later, the statue of Mino, made from an image drawn by the Elven King, was carried into the King's garden in the woodland king's palace. As the cloth covering the statue was uncovered by Thranduil, the lifelike statue sitting on a pedestal made the clay Vernoer look at Mino, who had been abandoned in his home for seven years during the "Last Battle".