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"Mother did it?" Valandil frowned at the thought that Shelana always used this method to imply that she would return to Arnor sooner. "Go back and help me tell my mother that I still have a lot of skills that I haven't mastered and that I will always learn from the wise man. He will not return to China until about a month before the successor to the throne. ”

Three months later, after learning that Arnol's two most important generals had been temporarily subdued by Valandiel, Merandil immediately sent his henchmen into the Woodland Kingdom in disguise. The attendants had only been away from Gondor for two days when the Arnoel officers sent by Valandil stood before Melandier. They had come by order of the future Emperor to learn about Gondor's current situation. Why do this, they didn't say. But Merendil knew that it was to prepare in advance to take over the affairs of the Gondor state.

As soon as he had military power, he arranged for officials to prepare to take over Gondor. Valandil, you are so anxious to take back the rights of the Emperor, so that with the help of the rights, you can raise your mother to be the queen of Esidor?

Merendil let out a sneer inwardly, but a humble smile appeared on her face. "There are officials who are going out to inspect, so you should first follow the officials who went to the west to inspect all the way

After sending the Arnoel officials out of the royal city, Merandil gave a little explanation, and rode lightly. Judging by the current situation, Merandil decided that it was necessary to meet the Elven King once.

The means and actions of the future human emperor were obviously beyond his expectations. The future human emperor who can mobilize all of Arnoor's forces is no longer something that the people of Gondor can not recognize if they do not recognize it. In order not to jeopardize the safety of the people of Gondor, Merandil decided that he should consult with the Elven King about countermeasures. The hidden king many years ago has indeed guided him a lot in the past few years, and has successfully made everyone in Gondor have the idea that they only want to follow themselves. But once the Emperor used force to force himself to surrender his rights, Gondor's forces would definitely not be able to compete with Arnol's troops. Most importantly, Merendil did not consider himself entitled to put the people of Gondor at risk against forces loyal to the Emperor.

Melandiel, of course, remembered the Elven King's promise. If it is necessary to use force, the Elven King will be fully responsible. But is there really a king in this world who is willing to fight for his allies? He also knew that the current military strength of the Woodland Kingdom was not strong, and even the affairs of national defense depended on the help of Luolin. Even if the elf king's words are loud, he must solemnly ask the other party to fulfill his promise in person. Valandil's hand had already reached for Gondor, and if he didn't take advantage of the Arnoor's officials to patrol the northern part of the woodlands, there was a good chance that they would be found secretly in contact with the Elven King when they returned.

Six days later, Merandil, who had just arrived in the Woodland Kingdom, was led before the Elven King. On the surface, of course, King Gondor was just a wealthy merchant. Six years of secret contact have already given the "Gondor Merchant" assigned by Merandil with a special mission a fast track to meet the Elven King. They don't even need to be telegraphed in advance before they can be brought to the Elven King. The same goes for Merandiel.

After following the woodland attendant who had come to lead the way through three quiet tree-lined corridors, Merandil heard a faint laughter in the air. As the distance got closer, Merandil felt like her ears were about to explode. He finally understood why the squire had just led him to the end of the cloister and reminded himself to see the Elven King speak louder.

After entering the hall with a multicolored glass roof, Merandil felt a little stunned. Of course, not because of the voices of the elven children that froze him, but because of the sight in them.

The Elven King is not difficult to find, and his height can be found at a glance even if he sits in a pile of children. But there were at least two hundred children in the hall, all of whom seemed to be playing some kind of game with their dolls, and some digging in the sand with wooden shovels. And Thranduil, who has always been looked up to by Merandil and regarded as the greatest king in the world today, is obviously enjoying it. He didn't mind that the corners of his robe were being pulled around like ropes by the two children, and that the King's Scepter was being graffitied by the children, and he didn't do anything about it. Not only that, but she also talked to a masked female elf with two children on her shoulders with an unusually soft smile. Perhaps because he was afraid that the children would break his crown, the elven king's hand kept holding the crown of the branch on his head.

Looking at the elf children running around the ground, and at the elf king, who was still distracted from taking care of the children around him when talking, Merandil chose to wait in a relatively empty place.

Merandil guessed why so many children were cared for by less than ten adult elves, so much so that the elven king had to reach out from time to time to help the children who fell to the ground. Fortunately, the Woodland Kingdom is the realm of elves, and only elven children with self-healing functions can be nurtured in this way. In the case of a human child, only one child needs two adults to watch at the same time, otherwise one fall can be fatal.

For the next ten minutes, Merandil watched as the Elven King's hair was pulled by the child from time to time, or the child simply jumped on his chest. During this time, although the Elf King would frown unnaturally, his face had always maintained enough softness.

It wasn't until a child, with the help of his companions, climbed onto the Elven King's shoulders that Thranduil changed his posture of looking down and talking, and looked up at the child on his shoulder. When he reached out to hold the elven child lying on his shoulder, he finally noticed Merandil, who had been standing not far away and watching him.

The sudden appearance of King Gondor caused Thranduil to be stunned for a moment. Soon he calmed down, nodded to Merandiel, and said a word to the female elf beside him, and then slowly got up.

The Elven King didn't come over immediately. He first reached for the scepter, which was covered in various paints and made him smile helplessly, giving up the idea of retrieving it. Ten minutes later, the Elven King finally walked through the pile of children to Merandiel's side. Under the childish and coquettish "Your Majesty" call, Thranduil did not speak, but motioned with her eyes for Merandil to follow.