On the night of the attack, the rain was loud, and Vernor heard movement. Peering through the cracked wall www.biquge.info she spotted creatures dressed in robes and burrowed into the granary. To her, it was just a hungry wood elf still growing.

Today's rations are indeed a bit small, but there are only tasteless elf rations in the granary.

While donning the mask and bib, she certainly didn't see a half-orc quickly scurrying into the granary. When she braved the rain and walked into the granary, she whispered softly to the "wood elf" who lowered her head so that she couldn't see it at all, "Don't eat this, I'll go hunting now......"

"Add a barbecue feast to everyone" Before he could say it, there was a huge pain in his head. Before the world went completely dark, she saw a filthy orc face sticking out of her head......

Feeling that the stench on his face had slowly left, Vernor quietly opened his eyes slightly. As her entire body ached as if she no longer belonged to her, and the rotten liquid on her face flowed, she saw in the faint light of the fire as Bugorin and the orcs gathered to discuss something. Sweeping her eyes across the cavern, she was overjoyed.

Looks like I'm the only one they've captured? So Dongkou is still safe?

The orcs gathered not far away suddenly shouted in orc language, "At least ten carts of meat cutlets", and Vernor subconsciously wanted to use his hands to find hard objects in order to attack the goblin keeper with his back to him. But her hands had been trampled off by the orcs after she had been lifted into the cave, and her legs, which were almost unconscious in pain, were tightly wrapped around the spiky thorns. Not only that, but her waist was also tied with iron chains and wattles, and she was tied tightly to the heavy stones behind her, where did she still have the ability to save herself?

Are they allowed to make demands on the woodlands with themselves? Now they want meat steaks, who knows what kind of demands they will make after getting meat steaks? As the goblin skillfully raised her hand backwards, she was once again knocked unconscious by the heavy axe before she could think of a way.

"Why did you bite her all over the face, what if the elves saw her ruined like this and refused to exchange ten carts of steaks?"

The latter couldn't stop the cloudy mouth juice flowing from the corners of his mouth, and explained sheepishly: "As soon as we saw her, we thought it was a woodland steak, and we couldn't help it...... With her blonde hair, the rich woodland won't be reluctant to give up ten carts of meat steaks, right?"

Whether the bruised elves could be exchanged for ten carts of meat steaks, the orc Kubi had no way of being sure, but he was sure of one thing. This trouble must be exchanged as soon as possible, otherwise no matter how strong the elves' self-healing ability is, the disgusting goblins will be able to toss her into a worthless corpse. It's only been a few days, and when they hear that they can exchange food for goblins, they turn over and bite them, and their faces are left with no good meat. If this High Elf was tossed to death like all the elves they had ever taken captive...... (Excessive grief of elves can lead to death)

Kubi instantly decided to use her blonde hair and armor to go to Dongkou Town to exchange for some supplies first. Although it took a lot of effort to cut the hair of the opponent with a blunt axe full of gaps, and caused the unconscious female elf to have several spasms due to the pain, she finally managed to do it with the help of several other companions. Looking at the light blonde hair resting on the palm of his hand, Kubi felt that it might not be enough, and he peeled off the thin iron armor that the female elf was wearing, which seemed to be ineffective.

Before leaving, dozens of Oaks worked hard together, and finally wrote the four universal words "a cart of meat steaks" on rags. I can't remember how it was written. Oakes is so stupid, Kubi himself admits it. Under the temptation and compliments of the steak, Kubi's courage exploded in an instant.

"Don't bite her again, or you won't be able to get a meat steak and see if I don't kill you!" Kubi, who was held to the position of "leader", proudly left the cave with the package in his hand.

But no amount of "pride and ambition" can withstand the deterrent power of the Elf King. As the town of Dongkou got closer and clearer as the memories of the Elven King became clearer in his mind, Kubi's legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

It's so shameless to go back like this......

Like the night of the elf captivity, it crept close to the walls under the cover of night. After making sure that the soldiers stationed on the walls were starting to walk in the opposite direction to him, Kubi threw the package into the town with all his might, and then ran away. It wasn't until it had rushed back to the cave and rested for a long time that it remembered one thing—it didn't say where it had taken the steak. Again? It was pretty sure there was no way to direct its legs to approach the town of Higashiguchi again.

Let's wait.

Therlandil, dressed in casual clothes without any accessories, didn't give them much of a wait.

After analyzing the information given by all the elves in Dongkou Town with unimaginably calm thinking, Thranduil let go of her clenched hands. The nails, which were not sharp, had already penetrated the thin cocoon in his palm under the force of the huge palm force, stabbing his palm bloody. But such a minor wound was nothing to Thrandil, and he gathered all the information together and came to the unfortunate conclusion: Vernore may have lost her freedom, but she must not have died. If the enemy is just for killing, it can be done on the spot. So what does Vernorr mean to the enemy?

The package, which exuded the corrupt aura of the orcs, was delivered to the Elven King at this moment. All the elves present quietly held their breath so as not to be choked by the smell of dirt piled up on the package, and no one expected that the elf king's tense shoulders naturally drooped, and the slightly curved palm was also gently covered on the package.

"All the elves in the town who are not stationed in the city have suspended all their work to repair the city walls. I don't want to hear anything different. After glancing at the green face in front of him with eyes that ordinary beings would never dare to look at, Thranduil lowered his tone as he squeezed the package in his hand: "The disappearance of Lord Advisor is most likely due to the impenetrable city walls. I don't want any of the Wood Elves to suffer the same situation again. ”

All the hesitation and anxiety were driven away by the last words of the Elf King. With guilt, the wood elves saluted and said to the elven king, "Please Your Majesty must bring back the advisor" before turning to leave.

Of course I'll get Vernor back! if I can't......

With only one creature left in the room, Thranduil, who had completely abandoned his status as king, took a few deep breaths before unwrapping the package with trembling hands.