Thranduil, who was so pure that he thought that hugging each other was a sure thing, smiled, and he increased the strength of his hand a little, and muttered, "It's good to have you." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoOtherwise, the assassination of the boss did not go so smoothly. ”

"I'll be with you all the time. "If there is no way for you to get the life you should enjoy at your current age, it can also play a role in some relief. At least, not like me, I couldn't find a glimmer of joy in my childhood. Vernorr didn't notice that his mind was beginning to change quietly.

In the early morning of 3435 A.D., the last allies managed to drive all the enemies to Balard. Despite the many changes in the siege of Ballard, and the presence of as many as 500,000 enemies at the Black Gate, the last alliance still relied on the original intention of defending justice and goodness, and completed the siege through united forces.

"Is it really okay to write like this?" the Human Recorder stopped and whispered to the Recorder of the Noldor Elves, "What would happen to the king who let all the creatures dare not look up to him?"

The Noldor recorder shuddered, covered his mouth and said, "Don't think about such a terrible thing...... Anyway, in the end, all the creatures in the alliance agreed to write this way, except for the woodland elves. ”

"Rollin and Linton agree?" After receiving a confirmed answer, several recorders simultaneously put the war history book into a special box and hurried away. As he passed by the nearby council account, Essidor's roar was still clearly heard in his ears.

"If you record the battle situation of the cunning Elven King in detail, you must record all the reasons for the birth of the Black Gate Expulsion War and how to exert pressure! You are all satisfied with your own speech at the finalization meeting of the Black Gate Expulsion War, I don't care!"

After a brief silence, the High King, who had made up his mind, stood up. "The human record of this battle, the Noldor elves do not interfere. But I will let the Elven history record the deeds of King Thranduil in detail, and even in the records, I am not so glorious as the High King. ”

"Is the High King afraid of him?" Elandur, who had been busy studying the Expulsion War of the Black Gate, suddenly raised his head and said in his imagination of Thrandil, "I don't mind staging another strange war in which the weak elves of the woodland kill the strong kings. ”

It's deathly immersion again, and no living soul wants to take on the topic. The dwarven leader thought for a long time, but still mustered up the courage to cough. After discovering that all eyes were on him, he thought that the Woodland Kingdom was receiving the terrible loot from the Black Gate, and finally turned his salivation into a sound. "Uh...... On such an occasion, my identity is logically not the right to speak. I have a suggestion though. There is nothing wrong with the High King having to record. But the war is not over yet, and what the future holds is unknown. Why don't we wait until we get the final victory?"

At this point, the High King, who had no idea that he would die before the end of this battle, nodded and accepted what was currently the best way to go. Isilde, who had been listening to the sidelines, naturally did not think that he and his father had the same fate. After the battle ended, the Noldor Elves, who had lost the High King and Isild, did not know, and were too sad to remember what they were doing. In the end, all the surviving beings of the Alliance, even Elrond, who kept the history of the elves, invariably credited all the glory to the High King out of respect for the deceased. No one wants to justify the name of the Elven King who shined seven years ago in history, and even the Elven King himself has no doubts. The cunning elf king was finally drowned in the dust of history, but all living beings knew by word of mouth that the elf king without a ring was very difficult to mess with. Even Smaug, who loved wealth, was affected, abandoning the Dark Forest Palace, the richest in Middle-earth, and attacking the Lonely Mountain instead. As for why it is not easy to provoke, Smaug is not particularly clear, anyway, there are many rumors, but there is no specific statement.

That's all for later.

When the meeting was dismissed, Essidor burned a thick notebook in front of his tent. This was the effort he wrote when he accompanied his sons to fight in Minas Ihir, and it was also what he personally thought was the best strategy to attack Kuremon before the Expulsion of Kuromon. This plan lacked tens of thousands of soldiers who would lure the enemy out and then die. Although he could not drive the enemy to Ballard after the plan was realized, it was guaranteed that the situation of the war would improve, and he could be looked up to by the creatures again. The plan was ruined by the cunning soldiers, and he was convinced.

The Elven King, who was considered to be more difficult to mess with than the High King who possessed the Ring of the Wind, was wearing a silver glittering robe at this time, and was nesting in a large chair in an extremely enchanting posture to choose a ring.

Ever since he found out that Vernore was so gentle when he was alone with him, so gentle that he coaxed him like a child, he never left the king's tent again. Even the officials who came to report on the collection of materials from the Black Gate were ordered by him to report in a voice of sufficient tone outside the tent. In the eyes of the woodland officials, it was assumed that the king, who had just completed an impossible campaign, needed a good rest, so the woodlands officials chose to share all the aftermath. After asking for instructions, they transported the unneeded materials to the dwarven kingdom at lightning speed, in exchange for easy to carry all kinds of valuable jewels into the king's tent.

Everyone was very happy with the jewelry. They can be exchanged for the wine that is indispensable for the survival of the Sylvan elves, and dilute the sadness of the loss of loved ones. And the king, who has never been very interested in jewelry, actually left a lot of jewelry to watch or wear with great interest. Only Vernorr was not too happy.

She felt that Thranduil was becoming more and more abnormal! When she was alone with herself, the great elven king was as naïve as a child, like the prince of the woodland when she first met. In the presence of other creatures, he became an invincible king, so sharp that all living beings did not dare to look up. As if when she was going to harden her heart and ignore the other party, the elf king would actually use a child's tricks, and she was so coquettish that she almost rolled on the ground, which made her spoil her mentality and behavior. Now he was a king and a child, and he asked himself to help him choose a ring. Didn't he know that this was on the battlefield, not in the woodland palace?

"You can't put on gloves when you put on a ring, that's not what a good fighter should do. Although he did not understand his childishness, Vernor tried to stop the abnormal king in a patient tone. "Thrandil, I know you need to resolve the battle after the Battle of the Black Gate, but now that the war is not over, you still have a lot to do. ”