So that night, taking advantage of the fact that he was weak, he demanded that Vernor take charge of all his close affairs. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Why didn't you ask the squires to help, his words were: "The squires you brought this time are not very familiar, and I feel uncomfortable if I get too close to the dwarves now, and I don't feel so good with the elves who are not very familiar." ”

To his surprise, the clumsy excuse that even he blushes when he says it actually convinced Vernoer.

"I'm sorry I didn't think it through. After you left, I took the squires you knew well enough to take care of the children. This time I came in a bit of a hurry, and it was not easy to transfer them away from the children. ”

"Well done. Children are the future of the woodland, more important than me. Thranduil not only exclaimed in staccato words, but also waved off the squire with what seemed to be an unusually difficult motion. Then, he stretched out his hand to the other party and said without changing his face: "What are you doing there?" Help me wipe my hands clean. ”

In the following time, the Elven King, who enjoyed the close contact, praised Merandil countless times in his heart. If King Gondor had been around right now, Thranduil would have given him a thumbs up: "Well done!" If you don't mind, wait until my weak period is over and do it again? ”

Of course, after the pretending to be the opposite, the Elven King knew that it would be a long time before he and Merandil had met and talked in private. Fortunately, if you are not weak, you can pretend for a while longer. He looked at Vernor, who was seriously wiping his hands, and agreed with her suggestion, "It's better to let the male attendant help with some matters."

"How's the woodland going?" As she said this, Thranduil deliberately withdrew her hand a little. Knowing nothing, Vernorr unconsciously sat closer so that he could better wipe his hands.

In fact, Thranduil knew that there was no need to ask this question at all. All the leaders of the righteous faction knew that the Elven King was besieging Mordor, and that important diplomatic matters were either sent directly or sent to the war zone to find him. There is no need to worry about the affairs of the kingdom. In recent decades, forests are in urgent need of adequate recuperation, and it is not appropriate to make a big difference. In the years when the river has long been repaired and the daily supply trade has become familiar, the most important thing for the king to do is to make himself as transparent as possible, so as not to burden the country with his actions. And Vernor's answer once again shows that he is not wrong.

"The forest is thriving just as it was when you were there." After letting out a chuckle, Vernoll looked up at him and said, "Not long after you set out on the expedition, Lord Devon called a meeting of all the officials. He said, 'Whoever dares to mess with His Majesty when he is not in the country, I will smoke whomever he wants'. Before I left, he told me that there was no need to rush back, anyway, there was nothing to look for me, let me take care of you. ”

"Dewen?" Even Thranduil couldn't help but be happy. "I've never seen him use anything other than a book or a bouquet as a weapon. With his strength and books as weapons, even children are not afraid of being pumped by him, right? ”

"I'm not afraid of pumping, but Lord Dewen's punishment hit the sore spot. For example, don't let Edmund see you, and don't let the erring child go out of the royal city. He put his wiped hands on the Elven King's chest, and covered him with the quilt, and Furnoll patted him twice through the quilt. In short, nothing to worry about. So, good night? ”

"I've been asleep for almost a day, how can I still sleep?"

Thranduil was so anxious that he subconsciously wanted to sit up, but he leaned down on the bed because of his physical exhaustion. This, of course, caused Vernoll to reach out and help him. Therefore, the elf king, who claimed to have been hurt by the blow, naturally leaned his whole head on the other party's arm, opened his eyes and pretended to be innocent: "You can't go out, the wise man said that the elves have no ability to protect against the cold when they are weak; I slept enough, and I didn't feel tired at all. Can you bear to watch me staring at the ceiling in a daze? Stay with me! ”

Who would have thought that the elven king, who had gone through the "Last Alliance Battle" and fought against the largest country in Middle-earth in one fell swoop, would have such a childish side? If it were other creatures, they would definitely be shocked and speechless when they saw the current appearance of the Elf King. In the face of such an elven king, Vernorr just smiled, that is, he did not push the other party away or retreat, but carefully helped him to sit down.

"I'll go get some stuff and I'll be there soon." Quietly withdrawing his clenched hand, Vernoll dodged away. Within a few minutes, she walked in with a canvas roll. "You're going to love this. It took the lord six years to gather the descriptions of all those in the know. The Juggernaut of the Forest, Vila Oromi Odalon, is also known as the "Tolon" (note) physical portrait. ”

"The flesh of Toron?"

If it weren't for the most revered portrait of Vera Oromi in front of him, he would almost let out a cold snort. But no matter how respectful it is, it only appears in the portrait after all, and it is far away from the creatures that have not even appeared in the world of Thrandil. The reverence in his heart could make the Elf King suppress a cold snort, but he couldn't suppress the mockery in his mouth.

"The one who knows the most about the 'Lord of the Forest' is the Wood Elf. Is it any wonder that you and Elrond have exchanged letters so much over the past few years, and it seems that you have gathered all the information to Elrond? Isn't the wise man claimed to be very busy, so busy that he can still organize this information into a painting? Saying that being busy is just an excuse, and there are different standards for treating different living beings and wise people. I really didn't realize that you were one of the most important elves in Elrond's eyes. Otherwise, how can you get him to take time out of his busy schedule to help you draw? ”

The sourness in his tone was even smelled by the soldiers guarding outside the palace, how could Vernoer not notice it? She looked at Thrandil, looked down and rolled up the album as she whispered, "The wise man is indeed busy. Painting the physical images of the Velas in front of us on the drawing paper is something that the wise men have been doing, not specifically for the sake of the Wood Elves. ”

She cleverly proposed "for the wood elves" and bypassed herself. But such a statement obviously did not satisfy the Elf King. Placing his feeble hand on the scroll, Thranduil said, with a pious and selfish heart, "I have accepted this painting on behalf of the forest. The portrait of the Lord of the Forest will be placed in the area of the most holy spirit of the Woodland Kingdom, where the Wood Elves will be worshipped day and night. However, it is time for you to exchange letters with Elrond less frequently. ”

Thurandier, who noticed that the atmosphere had become solemn, paused for a moment, and began to quietly approach the other party, and said meaningfully: "Elrond has gone to the Horin to transport the beggar's wedding. In order to prevent him from being burdened by the gossip of the new life when he is about to get married, it is better for you to have fewer correspondence with him. ”