One hundred and thirty-five, open your heart

"After the death of the High King, you didn't immediately go to Isild to suspend the transfer of personnel because you wanted to give him buffer time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 The bottles of wine in the wine cabinet with white ribbons were stolen with Prince Noldor when you were still the Prince of the Green Forest, right?Knowing that Sauron was killed, and Essidor left with the Dandens, you grabbed a suit of armor and rushed over, aren't you worried about the soldiers who have suffered from the Seven Years' War? Thranduil, I know that you have endured a lot, and it is for the sake of the kindness you have always cherished, to return to the battlefield, okay? Your appearance is the greatest spiritual support of the Allies. ”

"I'm not going! Do you know how much I hate this battlefield?" Turning his head to wipe the tears from his face, Thranduil burst into tears again after opening his mouth. "It destroyed me completely! Seven years, I couldn't find my father's body, I sent my only friend away, and I let all the Wood Elf babies be born in the flames of war. No matter what I've done, there will always be creatures here who can find a reason to discredit me. Winning a battle is scolded here as ruthless, and refusing to go to war is scolded here as selfishness. Even ...... Even my unyieldable preciousness is defiled here. I managed to survive until Sauron was dead and could leave this place where my blood and tears flowed together, but you told me to hold on for a few more days. I don't want to hold on, I don't need to, no living creature can stop me anymore anyway. ”

"It's not just blood and tears. It also robs you of the best years of your eternal life, giving you the vertical eyebrow lines and stubborn head disease that a 200-year-old elf shouldn't have. The tears in his eyes finally flowed out because of the shaking caused by the elf king squatting down and wrapping around his waist. She hesitantly stretched out her hand and gently placed it on the other's head. "Didn't you ask me why I persuaded you to go to war for the sake of the general situation? In my opinion, the completion of the final war clean-up has nothing to do with the overall situation, but I selfishly hope that you will bring King Aurelfer to a successful conclusion to this expedition. If you really don't want to go, you might as well be the last country to withdraw from the camp and return home. As long as you are still in the barracks, the enemy will not dare to come. ”

A suppressed whimper sounded for a moment, and as it aborted, the Elven King let go of his hand and slowly stood up.

"Use my father to convince me, you're happy. I will go to the battlefield. Don't think I'm going to forgive you, though. You have delayed my time, not only by making it impossible for me to change your defiled body, but also by making me doubt my father. ”

Looking at each other with resentful eyes, Thranduil gritted her teeth and said with tears in her eyes, "If it weren't for your procrastination, how could I have missed the opportunity to get the Ring." Do you know how perfect my plan is, get the Ring as soon as possible, purify your body, and throw it into Mount Doom. It was only after doing this that my father brought me here that it made sense. But now, I haven't had the Ring, I can't purify you, everything is destroyed here. When I heard the news that Essidor had been awarded the Ring, I began to question my father. The war he participated in ruined himself and all of me, and there was no hope left. If you hadn't done those things with Isild, if you hadn't used the excuse that there was a problem with the armor to delay time, would I have lost hope, and would have questioned the meaning of my father's war?"

So all he did was want a holy body?

Vernorr backed away with a wry smile of disappointment, until he bumped into the soft bow of the horned deer.

No, there are some things that have to be made clear. In order to make him come out faster, maybe I should make the misunderstanding more thorough?

"I'm no longer holy from the time I crossed paths with you, don't you forget? and Isild...... It means that my soul is no longer holy, and even if I purify my body, I can't purify my soul. You're right, I'm only defiling your people and your territory here. As for the significance of King Orifer's entry into the war...... "Vernore subconsciously touched the horned deer and pulled the reins. "He left a greatest king of the elven race. The elves of Middle-earth, who have lost the blood of the supreme royal family, still have a spiritual leader because they have the Forest King. The significance of your father's participation in this war is so great that it bodes all the elves, and your reasons for questioning him are ridiculously small. Go, great elven king, and we all go to fulfill our final mission in the Last Alliance. ”

Considering that there was no danger to the rabble who had lost their leader, Thranduil did not say anything against it. He turned over the deer, frowned and watched the other party lead him in the direction of the battlefield, and while subconsciously pulling out the saber at his waist, he comforted himself: Anyway, it's the last few days. In order to fulfill his father's participation in the war, let's tolerate the female elves who are filthy in body and soul for the time being.

After throwing himself into the familiar Iron Horse of Jingo, Thrandil, who was known as the god of war, devoted himself to observing the favorable terrain. He didn't notice that the elf he had brought with her let go of the reins, and turned away with a strange salute to herself, nor did he notice the tears in her blue eyes as she looked back a few steps away. The elven king, who is like an arrow, just wants to find a good enough battle position, which can ensure the absolute safety of the wood elf archers, and quickly disperse all enemy forces. Maybe you should also point out the soldiers of the Noldor?

Knowing that King Serdan and Elrond, who had fought to the point of exhaustion, had been persuaded to return to the camp to rest, the Elven King drove the Horned Deer to the captain of the Linton Guard, who had temporarily taken command of Noldor. After the Elf King, whose deterrent power was so great that the enemy did not dare to approach at all, finished talking about the battle deployment, he motioned to the captain of the Linton guard to come closer.

"Prince Noldor was alive...... Will you enter his king's tent as soon as you return to the camp?" Thranduil was so nervous that her palms began to sweat.

The captain of the Linton guard was about to answer according to the decision of all Linton's subjects, "Prince Noldor, the High King has never had a prince, but only an adopted son. Thinking that it was impossible to deceive the elven king, who had a good personal relationship with the prince, he could only reply in a very soft voice: "The prince has been living in a group camp since the highest female officer moved into his royal tent. Indeed, as soon as he returned to the camp, he entered the group camp. ”

After hearing this, the elven king, who was full of fierce anger, actually showed a smile to him, which not only attracted all the Noldor soldiers around him to look at him, but also made the captain of the Linton guard feel annoyed - if only the painter were here, replace the cold elven king hanging portrait that has been used for several years with the smiling portrait of the elf king, and the quality of sleep would definitely be better, right?