The woodland military flag, which was supposed to be fluttering, hung weakly on the flagpole. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The woodland emblem printed in the center of the flag is hidden in the wrinkles of the flag cloth and cannot be displayed. By the time Norlin scrambled onto the carriage and tore open the overlapping woodland flags, the orcs at the front were only a few steps away from him. Although the orcs stopped moving forward the moment they unfurled their flags, the corrupt aura and grinning appearance of their bodies had frightened all the elven children in the carriage.

Although you can always hear the information of orcs, the oldest woodland child in his early 30s (equivalent to about 5 years old for humans) is also the first time to see an orc so close under the care of the elf king. When the orcs muttered something completely incomprehensible and turned to leave, all the children remained terrified, standing on the carriage trembling all over.

On the way back to the woodland, no matter who they were, no matter how or what language they were comforted, could not take the children out of their fright. What's even more terrifying is that if any creature approaches, they will tremble and run away, let alone let them eat food. In order to prevent the children who were not getting better as soon as possible, Norlin had to return to the woodland as quickly as possible. Along the way, he has been wiping the tears that keep flowing from his eyes because of self-blame.

"Do you think those battles are so glorious that they deserve to be mentioned?" Thranduil gritted his teeth and squeezed a sentence out between his teeth: "What is worth mentioning about the battle of the woodland elves after the death?"

Isn't it glorious that justice has defeated the evil war? Noll looked at the Elven King with a smile, and really didn't understand why the battle that all the woodland elves were proud of actually came out of the Elven King's mouth with a hint of unbearability and disgust.

Dewen, who had been standing next to him, caught the unusual emotion in his words. He raised his head, which had been bowed, and said solemnly and firmly to the Elven King: "How can war be immortal? The 'final alliance' between the High King Gilgalad and the Human Emperor Elendir was launched in order to fight Sauron to the death, not to call a gathering of humans and elves! Even I, a creature who does not understand war at all, know that any war will shed blood. The purpose of war is to allow the uncommunicable evil to be conquered by justice, and every combatant goes for this purpose. As long as justice is victorious, the wishes of all those who fight have been fulfilled and the purpose of the war has been achieved. Ignoring the victory of a war and dwelling on the number of dead and wounded is not the thinking that a king should have. ”

In order to prevent the elf king from being bound by the number of casualties in the future war, so that it would affect his performance, Dewen took a bold step forward. "Who gave Your Majesty the wrong guidance to ignore the victory of the war and dwell on the number of dead and wounded?

"No one. It's just that I can't forget them for their heroic righteousness. The Elf King looked like he didn't want to mention it again, and waved his hand with his eyes half-closed. "It's a victory, but it's a miserable victory. After the announcement, I am not allowed to mention the battles in which I was the main commander in the future, but only say that the 'last alliance' has won the final victory, and the woodland kingdom has also participated in the war. ”

"As you wish, my majesty. After making a salute, Dewen did not immediately retreat to prepare an official letter, but reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty blames yourself for the death and injury of the war, and it is Your Majesty's mercy. The rest of the creatures are either naïve enough to think that war is a party and that they can get there and how they can come back, or they are nitpicking. Lian Vera initiated, ordered by the head of Maiya, Ionway, was all the angry battle of the elite of Amenzhou, and the victorious righteous side still suffered heavy casualties, how could he ask His Majesty to be greater than Maya Ionway, and achieve no casualties in the war? Victory is victory, and no one has the right to slander the victorious general with the number of dead and wounded. Any creature in Middle-earth uses the number of dead and wounded to slander His Majesty, and the woodland wood elves are the first to be unwilling. ”

Is it true that it is impossible to achieve victory without wasting a single soldier? While making up his mind to work in this direction, he nodded to Dewen with satisfaction. "I know that the woodland elves love me more than I can imagine. Well, no living creature would dare to say anything derogatory to the warlike Elven King. However, the past wars should be handled as I just said. ”

It wasn't until the voice inside the infirmary was a little quieter that the Elven King took his eyes off Norling's face. Even he didn't know if it was because he saw the youthfulness of his ceases in the other party, or because he was disgusted with killing, and the elf king calmly gave a punishment.

"It looks like you'll be the first Wood Elf to be imprisoned in a dungeon since I succeeded to the throne. Seeing Norrin being lifted from the ground by two heavily helmeted soldiers, the Elven King gritted his teeth and said, "This is not the final punishment. Wait in the dungeon for news from the children. If they're okay, I'll consider reducing your punishment. If they don't even see the beauty of Middle-earth because of your mistakes, and embrace Vera in the way of death, I may send you over to take care of them!"

No matter what kind of punishment it is, it is something I should bear. Although his arms were already under the control of the soldiers, Norrin gave a solemn farewell to the Elven King with tears and difficulty. He thought that this would be the last time he would see his beloved king in Middle-earth. Although the king stroked his forehead in pain and closed his eyes in sorrow amid the faint screams, it did not affect his majestic and handsome image in Norling's mind.

After spending a week in the dungeon, Norrin was once again escorted before the Elven King by the soldiers.

"Take away all the items on him that could represent the identity of the woodland. The Elven King stood in the spacious hall, his hands behind his back, and gave orders with a blank face. "Norling, you have been banished from the Woodland Kingdom. From now on, you are no longer an elf of the woodland. Do you accept this punishment?"

To be sure, Norrin would rather be executed in the Woodland Kingdom than banished. Here is the forest he loves, although the trees are sparse at the moment, here is the elves who love him, although none of them are directly related to him, and here is a great elven king who can provide a good life for his people on the battlefield and can quickly make the forest thrive after the war, although he has never been given a good look. But if he didn't want to leave, Norlin could only accept this fact.