The Elven King, who was observant of himself, apparently did not notice that the children and pregnant elves who had been brought back to the camp had entered the camp, let alone the happiness that overflowed their smiles. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Finding himself alone with his advisor not far away, all the adult elves grabbed the child who tried to run to the king. It seemed to them that the king and his advisers must have been discussing something important and should not be disturbed by the children. They took the children and saluted the king and the advisor from afar, and they received only a return from the advisor.

Many elves wondered: Is the advisor in military uniform about to be sent by the king to deal with affairs far away? Why did she give a farewell salute?

When everyone returned the favor with a farewell salute, the Elven King stopped looking at him.

"Whatever Serdan's intentions, I'm disgusted with all creatures who want to push me into danger. Even if it's because of my abilities that they don't have a choice! The sharp expression was slightly restrained after facing the forest elves who were standing far away, and Thranduil raised his hand to signal that they could leave, and said in a lower voice: "Now I just want to teach Serdan a lesson, and then leave immediately with the wood elves, leaving this battlefield that has ruined all of me." What justice, what destroys the Ring, what does it have to do with me? ”

Fnorr, who was desperate, lowered his head and looked at the elven king who was high above. Whether he rode on a deer or not, only his graceful jaw could be seen from the height of Evernor. The most beautiful eyes that had been circulating among the Allies for seven years, Vernor did not feel too deeply.

Say goodbye now, or?

She pursed her lips and said softly, "Can we find a quiet place to talk?" ”

"I'm busy. Say whatever you want here. Although the elven king raised his chin refused, he drove the horned deer towards the gate of the barracks. He glanced back to make sure that Vernol was following behind him slowly, and only then did he regain the posture of a noble king—looking straight ahead with his chin raised.

Sauron's death left the various factions thinking differently. The Allied forces, anxious to return home, were busy counting soldiers and sorting out supplies in their own camps. Linton, one of the last allies, came out of the woods, all on the battlefield. The plains behind the war zone are so quiet that not a single creature or animal can be seen. They didn't go far before they found a quiet place.

Looking at the uninhabited plains, Thranduil looked back at Vernor, who had been following behind him, and still turned over and got off the deer. "What the hell are you trying to say? Do you say no in my king's tent? Must come this far? ”

"I'm afraid of soiling your royal tent......" Thinking that such a tone would be difficult to convince the other party from the momentum point of view, Vernor's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone became calm. You didn't bring back the soldiers. In that case, why not complete the final enemy clean-up and return home? ”

"Do you know how the expulsion of the Black Gate was recorded? There is no detailed description, not even the names of any living beings, only that the alliance is united in the end. Haha, ridiculously united! Besides, this battle was not launched by the woodlands. Those seemingly well-written recorders will surely put all the glory on the head of the dead Supreme King, and I am just an ordinary general on the battle list. The woodland doesn't need to pay anything more to put gold on the face of the High King. Tightening his grip on the reins, Thranduil suddenly changed his words and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Didn't you give up the big picture when you persuaded me not to recover the Ring?" Why are you ...... now?"

"Whether or not there is a fair record does not affect the strength of the strong. Whether it is deliberately ignored or deliberately darkened, it will not have any effect on the power of the Forest King. You don't have to influence your decisions for the sake of the so-called 'history' written by those in power. The elven king I know will never care how creatures who only look at appearances view and evaluate themselves. ”

"Of course I don't care what they think. I don't care about the lives of people outside the woodland. Even if I can deter the enemy just by going around the battlefield, I don't want to do it for them. The Elven King shook his head, and turned firmly to end the conversation that had disappointed him.

"Stop hiding your kindness with ruthlessness and viciousness! At least here, you don't need to put on a mask of ruthlessness and viciousness to scare away the conspirators. Vernor was so anxious that he grabbed the other man's hand and said eagerly, "You don't want Sauron to die after his death, do you?" Otherwise, you won't rush to the battlefield in the first place. ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Thranduil exhaled a few deep breaths, trying to make his tone as majestic as possible. "I have always been a ruthless and vicious emperor, and I have never had a mask. The first time to rush to the battlefield is just for my wood elves. ”

"Stop pretending. Thrandil, it's just me and you here. Holding out another hand to grab the other, Vernor said in a choked voice, "I know that you have used your ruthless and ferocious disguise to scare off the conspirators. But no matter how deep you hide, I still see your kindness - holding a wedding for the wood elves on the battlefield, celebrating the gestation day for the female elves who became mothers, the external statement is to make other allies feel dazzling, and the real plan is to hope that the wood elves can still enjoy the warm life of peacetime in the war, right? Whether they like it or not, giving the Wood Elves a large amount of jewels, and even requiring all archers to wear jewels on the battlefield, is it really to make the generals who pressed you before the Black Gate War regret missing out on the great wealth? It seemed to me that it was just a king who loved his people and wanted his people to have more wealth at their disposal, to buy whatever they needed but which were not available in the camp. Because the king was so busy with war and politics that he had no time to think about what goods his people desperately needed. ”

"Don't say it. Vernor, please don't say any more. Thranduil, who had been stripped of all his disguise, turned his head to the side, not wanting the other to find that his tears had come out. He choked up and said, "I'm not as good as you say." As the creatures beyond the woodland say, I am a selfish and heartless king. In order to fight for the chance to find my father, I sent all my people to the battlefield, even the children. I hid in the king's tent on the day of the death of the High King, and celebrated with the best wine on the day of the death of Isild and Elendil......"

"Yes, even I have been fooled by appearances and think you are ruthless. But not long ago I went to your king's tent......" Vernault paused, and did not say anything about returning the goods in your king's tent.