The sudden arrival of the Elven King not only served to deter the enemy, but also gave the tired Lorin King Master a forced needle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The elves all moved closer to Thrandil's position, so that the blonde elven king, who was not wearing armor or forehead ornaments, would not be injured by the dark arrow. As reinforcements continued to arrive, Hardir and Elrond found that the enemies around them were also starting to dwindle.

"Did the great elven king drink too much tonight?" Breaking out of the siege, Hardir swung his knife to finish off an orc who tried to slash at Elrond, muttering, "I don't even know how to change my clothes when I go to battle." Gee...... I didn't even bring a forehead ornament. Blind with such flowing hair. ”

"Who knows." Thinking of coming in a hurry without a forehead ornament to protect his hair, Elrond quietly retreated in the opposite direction of the Elven King. "I'll go first."

Elrond: What's going on? With his demeanor, shouldn't he do something that doesn't go up to greet the life-saving elf?

Hardir frowned and pushed towards the Elven King's position. It's a pity that when there are still dozens of steps away, the Elf King has already collected his sword and left.

Thousands of years later, Legras, who participated in the Fellowship of the Ring, had no idea that Hardir's respectful attitude towards him was partly due to his mother's deliberate actions, and from his father's venting.

Of course, that's all for later.

With the news of the safe return of the King of the Woodlands came the outcome that Vernore had anticipated and hoped for. As soon as the two soldiers, who had been ordered to come to inform you, had finished speaking, "The king has given you a separate tent," Vernor pointed to the parcel that had been packed at his feet.

Didn't you say that the advisor didn't drink well and got drunk? Not at all. The two soldiers glanced at each other, didn't dare to say anything, picked up the package on the ground and prepared to go out. When I went out, I happened to bump into Dewen, who also came to give orders.

"Your Majesty just granted your request to go to the Noldor Legion." Dewen, who felt that he had picked up a life, propped his hand on the table, panting and shaking his head. "I have never seen His Majesty so angry. Do you know what's going on? ”

"Nothing. Let's face the facts. "Wrap the saber in a flannel, and Fnorr went up and helped Dewen." Then I can go to the Noldor Legion and ask to join the war now? ”

"Supposedly, I should tell Your Majesty about it." Dewen shuddered, waved his hand as he walked, and said, "Forget it, your majesty, you still don't go to see him." Rushing to the battlefield, it is estimated that he killed no less than fifty enemies, and when he returned to the camp, he almost cut down the wood elf who accidentally bumped into him. Anyway, now that His Majesty has blasted all the creatures out, you should find a chance to say goodbye to him in the future. Advisor? ”

"Huh?" Awakened from his distraction, Vernoll caught up with Dewen's footsteps and couldn't help but ask. "Your Majesty, he ...... Are you okay? ”

"Very bad." Dewen's brow was about to knot, and he sighed. "I have never seen His Majesty so down-and-out, or rather angry. Even when the news of the old king's departure was heard...... I don't know how to describe it. I risked my life to sneak a peek, and His Majesty's eyes were all red. What did you tell him? ”

"It doesn't matter anymore." Vernor bent slightly, with a hint of pleading. "Your Majesty may feel a headache, and if you have the chance, persuade him to go to the healer. His Majesty likes nothing more than anything unfamiliar with him to look like; If His Majesty's decision will not hurt too much, you should follow what he says. Your Majesty he...... In short, His Majesty's affairs, don't just look at it with your eyes, it may be more in line with him to close your eyes and think about it. ”

The more Dewen listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, how could this be like he had to explain everything before leaving? But His Majesty didn't mean to expel the advisors. He had no choice but to say solemnly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty didn't say that you won't come back." It's not too late to talk about these things when you come back and talk about them slowly. ”

"Okay." Vernor is sure that after telling his true intentions, everything he had just done must have been in vain. She had to look in the direction where Thranduil might be, and said silently in her heart, I may not come back this time, take care.

Lindil heard that the High King had pointed to a woodland elf and was waiting outside the tent. Elrond had a gut feeling that the Elven King had sent a soldier over to pull his hair. He immediately jumped up from his chair and shouted at Lindill, "Bring me my widest and heaviest black ornament." ”

Looking at Elrond, who was standing in front of the mirror, carefully pressing all his hair under his forehead, Lindil pursed her lips. "My lord, that woodland elf looks quite weak, and probably won't hurt your hair. Again...... The target is really your hair, and no matter how wide the forehead ornament is, it won't work. ”

"Something is better than nothing." After making sure that the forehead was well belted and ready to defend himself, Lindil motioned to call in the woodland elves who were waiting outside the tent. The first sight of the silver mask made him relax. Then he raised his heart to his throat. After repeatedly confirming that he had not mistaken the elf, he asked, "Do you really want to join the Noldor Legion and go to the front line?" ”

"Yes, great herald. It's just a temporary transfer. Vernoll smiled and said apologetically, "I hope it won't cause you any trouble." ”

Elrond didn't speak for a long time, and began to think with his chin in his hands.

This is a well-conceived conspiracy to better pull out my hair? Wrong wrong! Although the beautiful man with facial paralysis is very vicious, he rushes over and pulls it out if he really wants to, which is not like his style. Besides, the female elf in front of her will not go crazy with the beautiful man with facial paralysis. What is the reason for that? Spying on the Noldor Army? There's no need! With the current situation in the woodland, the Noldor Legion just wants to go to the past, and the beautiful man with facial paralysis may not be willing to raise so many elves who haven't eaten meat for months. Hungry? More unlikely. The elf in front of him is definitely not idle to go around looking for things to pass the time. Besides, even if you want to pass the time, a beautiful man with facial paralysis can't let go of the opportunity to accompany him.

The wise man gave up thinking and muttered in his heart that you are really a big trouble, and asked directly. "Can you tell me why you want to go to the front? I also...... Better arrangements could have been made. ”

"Half-orc leader Hamilton, there are some things that must be asked." Vernoll smiled lightly and said firmly, "I want to live." ”

Elrond was very tacitly involved in placing Vernorr on the melee team, and did not give her any special attention. Didn't even ask why the orc leader was looking.