Faith is what I am willing to defend with eternal life, and how can I intersect with those who insult faith? But why do I panic at the thought of leaving my king?

With tears streaming down his eyes, Vernoll lay half-on the ground, looking at the door where Thranduil had disappeared and comforting himself: he will not forgive me. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info His pride won't let me be around him again. Well, at least he'll use the deportation order to give me the freedom to pursue my faith. If he can respond to the king's riposte before expelling me, it will help me to overcome the impatience of leaving......

Vernorl had a good idea, at least what she thought was a good development for both sides. But the Creator's arrangement of fate is never permanent and unexpected. At the moment when Vernoer looked at the gate with tears in his eyes, the gate carved with the pattern of a horned deer inside and outside was gently opened again. As the crack in the door widened, she could see the appearance of the comer—who else could it be if it wasn't the proud Thranduil?

From the time he left to the time he entered, it was too short for a minute. Figured out how to fight back so quickly?

That's right, the arrogant Elf King walked out of the room, but he was stunned in place for more than ten seconds, then turned around and pushed open the door and rushed straight in. The reason why he returned so quickly was that the clear finger marks on his face were not suitable for others to see. Most importantly, Thranduil wanted to know what kind of state of mind Fnorr was in at this time.

If she had a blank face, as if nothing had happened, Thranduil felt like she would flinch. At least for a long time to come, there will never be the courage to chase Vernorr again. But when he pushed the door open, he saw Vernoll lying on the ground, looking at him with tearful eyes.

The astonishment in his eyes and the imperceptible sense of horror instantly extinguished Thrandil's anger and negativity. He walked forward quickly, but he didn't expect this action to cause Vernor's misunderstanding.

Twitching the tip of his nose, Vernor was about to hold back his tears and receive the king's counterattack with an unyielding attitude, but was held tightly in his arms by Thranduil, who was hurrying forward.

"Vernor, can I give you a hug?" He asked with a choked voice, but the strength of his movements could not be broken free by the female elf in his arms. He whispered in Vernor's ear: "I was utterly wrong. He thought he had defeated the Human Emperor, but he was burdened with the fate of the Gondor people for the next hundred years. In order to fight the emperor, I offended the most respectable elders, injured my best friend, and made you angry. I'm a complete loser in this farce, and if you don't even give a hug, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it up anymore. ”

Although Vernor was still angry at his disrespectful words and deeds, his anger was mostly gone. The reason for the degassing was the fact that Thranduil had said.

There is no contest between the king of the woodland and the emperor of the people, and if you really have to talk about the gains and losses, the former has more to lose than Valandil. It is true that the Emperor has lost some of the real power of the Supreme King, but he is still the Most High King recognized by the Gondor people. It would only take a few decades or less for the Emperor to eliminate Gondor's escape from his rule and devote himself to Arnol's growth, while the King of the Woodlands had much more to lose.

Therlandil, who used the pretext of the siege of Mordor to attack the Human Emperor, deceived the whole clan, and the whole elven clan will definitely be more wary of this reckless king. As one of the elven leaders, the ship king also made his attitude clear and would use appropriate strength to teach the elf king a lesson. As for Elrond, with his character, he probably wouldn't bother with Thrandeil because of his own trauma. But how could Thrandil, who was hurt by the lord and regarded him as his best friend, not be sad? And Galadriel. Sooner or later, the Golden Lady, who had not yet appeared in Gondor and had changed powers, would see through the Elven King's excuse. What would Galadriel, known for his strength and wisdom, think of Thranduil? Do you choose to teach a lesson like the ship king, or do you feel disgust or disgust?

Of course, there is room for solving the problems within the elves no matter what. But the fate of the Gondor people must not be sloppy in their future. In order to ensure that the people of Gondor enjoy a life no less than they do now, it is necessary to keep an eye on the movements of Merendil and Gondor. Merandil said that Gondor was not much smaller than woodland. Governing the Woodland Kingdom was already a myriad of problems, and he had to focus on Gondor, which he couldn't control, and Thranduil would be weak for the next hundred years.

In terms of toil, responsibility, and consequences, Therlandil is more painful than the emperor of men. That's not even counting the emotional gains and losses. As the outlying loser, Valandil will be compensated by the elves, and Thranduil will ......

Thinking of this, Vernor's hand involuntarily reached out and stroked the Elven King's back.

With just one movement, Thranduil's frustration vanished, and all the masks he wore were completely removed. He tightened his grip and leaned his face lightly on Vernoer's shoulder, whimpering slightly. Intermittently speaking of his pain, as if speaking of Vernor's state of mind when he was almost leaving, he realized that he was also embraced.

"You are the great Elven King, and nothing in Middle-earth can stump you." Vernoel, who was also tearful, muttered in a low voice, with arrogance in his tone, but Thranduil couldn't stop sighing.

Be! As great as I am in state affairs, I am so small in my emotions. What kind of magic did her devout Creator God possess to make a creature possess such a contradictory element at the same time?

At this moment, Thranduil seemed to suddenly understand the reason for Vernor's piety. To be able to give two great contrasts to a single creature at the same time, who else but Iluvita can do it? While marveling at the power of the Creator God, a thought popped through his mind. But before he could speak, Vernor stepped forward and confronted him.

"The inevitable price to pay for fighting back against allies. Thrandil, everything you find bad is an inevitable consequence of dealing with your allies. To keep the Elven King in mind, Vernorr stretched out a hand to straighten his face. "Never point your finger at an ally in the future," she said. To endanger allies is to endanger oneself. ”

She is willing to approach me, and she is not at all reluctant to approach me! His eyes lit up, and he looked at Vernor. When he reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes with a trembling hand, he said solemnly: "Never against allies again, I will do it." ”

He also took Vernoer's hand and kissed the back of her hand through the glove in a very sacred and solemn gesture. He said, "Iru is your faith, and from now on, Iru is also my faith." I will worship the Creator for eternity and see Him as the meaning of life as you do. In the future, no matter how great the suffering, I will never be resentful of the Creator, and I will defend Iluvita with my life. Will you oversee me and watch me spend my eternal life atoning for my sin against Iru? ”