45. Fleeing for your life

"To be honest, your mask doesn't really look good to me. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info is hard and cannot cover all of it, and it also interferes with health, making it a little troublesome for doctors to heal. Elrond sat down at the table and pulled out the medicine from the medicine box, "You should change to something softer, at least it won't make your face blue and purple." ”

"You are truly a great wise man. Having discovered the secret, Vernore removed the mask, and the dark purple finger marks on both cheeks were accentuated by the white skin.

"Oh, that's not enough. Elrond pointed to the bib on the top of the mask and said meaningfully, "This material is a good hat, and it will definitely make the other creatures not see the gold underneath." ”

Vernorr ripped off his bib and let the blonde hair fall over his left shoulder. The thought that she had been appearing in front of Elrond with a mask and a bib for the past few months felt ridiculous, and she couldn't help but sigh, "It's really the most stupid thing to play with small tricks in front of a wise man." ”

"This is not the time to teach yourself a lesson. Elrond came over with the medicine and sat down on the chair in front of the bed. "Rest assured. A wise man will not only not ask you questions that you don't want to say, but will also be willing to help you keep secrets. "Although I'm curious to know what game you and the beautiful man with facial paralysis are playing. "It seems that if I don't do a comprehensive check-up for you today, I can enjoy Jingjie food here forever. ”

Queen Thrandil, King of the Woodlands, is a Sindar elf of Fanya blood, whose name is unknown and whose background is unknown. Elrond proudly slandered that he could add to the history of the elves in the future.

Wise people are usually very fond of the process of exploring the mysteries, and ask for answers directly that only ordinary beings are willing to do. Elrond wouldn't have known that his choice to explore the mystery had created a void in the history of the elves of the future. Later, even the description of the bloodline was crossed out by Leglas with a detailed description of the bloodline in the chapter, and he was like gold, and finally only the words "wife unknown" were left.

In the face of patients who fully cooperate with him, Elrond's mood will also improve. When he opened Vernoor's closed eyelids to examine them in the usual order of the doctors, he couldn't help but be stunned again. After a moment, he let out a chuckle, and the movements of his hands returned to the professional behavior of the healer, but his tone was more sarcastic.

"I didn't expect that the elves living in the forest would also get the help of the brown-robed mage. Looks like this spell was cast a long time ago?"

"You really see the deepest part of things at a glance. Vernorr moved his body outwards so that Elrond could get a better exam.

"You really don't have to praise me on that. The main reason is that this magic is too low-level, maybe the brown-robed mage is still doing it during his internship. He blinked slyly, and said proudly as he walked towards the medicine box: "In fact, as long as you are a little careful, you can find that the elf in front of the forest where light and shadow flow has not changed at all. Maybe you should go to the brown-robed mage again and ask him to level up this magic. ”

"No need. This magic is already a part of my body, and there is no need to change it. ”

"That's not good. Although I won't ask you exactly what is the reason why you would rather lose the right to love to get this magic. Elrond shook his head, the strength in his hand increased a little, but his tone was as soft as if he was talking to a child: "If it is not necessary, why not remove it? You should know very well that if you let it remain there you will lose the right to love or be loved." It will also make the creatures who fall in love with you face seemingly insurmountable obstacles. ”

"I thought that wise men were very transparent even when it came to emotions. Full of ridicule leached from Vernor's mouth, "I'm not sure if I'll have love again." But for sure, a creature who is frightened by stupid magic doesn't deserve my love at all. ”

Elrond had a sudden sense of enlightenment, and he laughed at the thought of the future ordeal that the beautiful man with facial paralysis would endure. "Hey, I'm definitely in favor of you. Or rather, you are the real wise man in this regard. But there are some aspects that I must warn you of. It will have a great influence on the crown prince of the woodland kingdom. ”

He sat down beside Vernore with the ointment he had prepared, and as he helped her to apply the ointment to the bruises on her neck, he whispered in her ear with a wicked smile, "Your king does not seem to know anything about receiving the gift of God. As a consultant, you should perhaps propose a mentor in this area. ”

A gift from God? Knowing this, Vernor's cheeks were as red as the rising sun. With a slight smile on her face, she turned her face in the opposite direction of Elrond, and subconsciously pressed her hand to her lips.

At this moment, Thranduil, who had just carried out the strange cloth with an iron fist on the battlefield, happened to break in. He stood beside the curtain, his clear blue eyes setting a new record for opening, his jaw stretched forward uncontrollably, and his slightly curled sexy thin lips trembled violently.

With a speed that cannot be seen with the naked eye, Elrond completed the difficult action of covering his hairline and rushing out of the king's tent for 100 meters. The wise man's sharp judgment made him waste no time in thinking about what the Woodland King would do to him. At this critical juncture, it's okay to escape, thinking so much will only bring a sense of fear, which will affect your speed.

With a firm belief in escaping from the woodland barracks, Elrond, who had always been elegant, turned into a man like the wind in full view. The wind passed through all the tents, the wind stepped on his horse, and disappeared in front of the forest elves like the wind. When he returned to the Noldor elven tent with a sigh of breath, he said to Lindil, who had come to pull the horse with a salute, "Send a squire to the king's tent and bring back my medical box." I haven't seen any creatures in the woodland this month!"

Lindill's eyes were even more resentful. He glanced at the somewhat slanted forehead ornament on his master's forehead, and said quietly. "Okay, MyLord. ”

Lindil didn't let go of the reins in his hand, turned his head sideways and glared at his master, and said word by word: "I hope you won't forget what you put into the medicine box last night, right? It took you three years to collect the medicinal herbs, and it took you another week to condense them into a bottle, and in these two years you were willing to use only as many precious liquids as a fingernail. ”

In front of Elrond's eyes, a few fallen black threads slowly floated by......