Outside the window, the colorful fireworks rushed to open brilliantly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Gardo knew that such a sight would make the emperor feel even more disappointed, so he turned the lights up to the fullest and walked over and closed the heavy curtains.

"Gardo, you've come just in time. Elrond, who had a blue nose and a swollen face, was not polite at all, and beckoned to Gardo. "A healer cannot heal himself. Valandil and his attendants are young, so I can only ask you to help me look at the sores. ”

The dwarven healers must have gone to their king's feast. Determined not to talk about the banquet, Gardo stepped forward without saying a word, and lifted the gauze of the rich medicine with a crisp movement. At the same time, Furnor, who was in another silent hall, also inquired about the news of the lord's serious injury.

Seeing that the person who came to change the medicine was a strange human, and the clothes were common to Gondor, Vernorr didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It was the birthday banquet of the King of the Lonely Mountain, and it was no longer a matter for all the dwarven healers to congratulate their king. For the sake of courtesy among allies, ship kings and lords should also be present with congratulatory gifts. It's normal to have a Gondor healer come in such a situation. The only thing that was abnormal was that the originally peaceful-looking human healer immediately became a little eager to speak when he saw that there were eight calm middle-aged attendants beside Vernor.

"I, like you, am a servant of the king. Don't be inhibited. After comforting the healer, who was hesitant to act, Vernor invited five more attendants to go out first, and then saw that the healer's face was much more relaxed. But after the sores were treated, the doctor's movements slowed down again, and it took a long time to put all the things into the medical box.

Does he have something to say to me?

Vernoll thought for a moment, and under the pretext of preparing dinner, he asked the rest of the attendants tentatively, "Is there something wrong with the sir?"

"You're the elf of the woodland, aren't you?" After receiving an affirmative reply, the healer was silent for a moment before he made up his mind, "King Merandil won't let me talk nonsense in front of you...... But I still want to ask you for help. You are always by the Elven King's side, can you persuade the Elven King in the future......? Even if our Imperial Ancestor makes him unhappy, he will look at the face of human beings, don't kick the Imperial Ancestor again...... Lord Rivendell's legs. ”

Seeing that Fnorr was frowning, the healer hurriedly added, "The healer is not Yilu, it is impossible not to make a mistake. Hearing that the lord had only misdiagnosed it once, the Elven King was furious. The lord was punished by the Elven King, and now he can't even move. I don't know what else it is, but we won't even let us want to help. ”

It seems that Thranduil not only wounded Elrond's leg, but also injured the wise man so much that it was inconvenient for him to see a human. He also promised me that I would not embarrass the wise......

Enraged, Vernorr grabbed the sheets under him, but he had to protect the Elven King's prestige in front of humans. She deliberately showed a frightened look, and said very reverently: "Maybe our majesty is just careless, not intentionally hurting the lord. Of course, if there is such a thing in the future, I will definitely go up and stop it. But if it could not be done, I will hold my king's legs. ”

The elven king has a bad temper, and all of Middle-earth knows it, but fortunately, his elves are still kind. Although we dare not openly resist him, we will not sit idly by and watch our lord being bullied. Elves are indeed the majority of the races that are true, good, and beautiful.

With a sigh of admiration in his heart, the healer bowed lightly to Vernor, and left with the medicine box in his hand. Although there was no protection, and there seemed to be no way to solve the problem of the elven king bullying the lord, the healer's departure was much easier. As an ordinary healer in the service of the human royal family, he knew that his meager strength could only go so far. In his opinion, the woodland elves, who are also servants of the king, can use actions to stop them in the future, and they are also doing their best.

Vernor's greatest ability is not to block future actions. With the act of attempting to visit the lord, the human attendants finally stopped Vernor's steps by telling the truth under the strict order of the elven king to "don't let her meet with the human emperor". The always modest woodland advisor not only learned that the Elven King had punched Elrond in front of the Boat King, but also sent a few squires to find out more about Gardo with a fierce gesture that he had never seen before. As a result, Thranduil, who had returned from the dinner party, saw Vernor, who had put on his cloak and said goodbye to him.

"Did I say I would allow her to go back to the woodland?" a bewildered Thranduil withdrew a soft glance from Vernor, and immediately shouted to the human attendant, "You even helped her pack her luggage?" Go down and reflect on who to listen to. ”

As the frightened human attendant walked away quickly, Thranduil immediately changed to a very flattering look. He walked cautiously to Vernor's side and asked with a smile: "Why do you suddenly want to go back to the woodland?" Knowing that you are here, the official letters from the woodland are sent directly to me. Has anyone written to you privately to tell you about the woodland?"

But when the official letter comes, I will read it as soon as it comes. The woodland was calm, and nothing mattered.

Thranduil straightened his stance, condescendingly awaiting a reasonable answer. Vernorr shook his head and said, "It's not the woodland, it's me." It seems that any living creature except the woodland elves who have any contact with me will be punished by the elven king. I have become a source of disaster, how can I continue to stay outside and bring disaster to the lives of other countries?"

Does she know about Elrond's wounding by me?Thranduil raised an eyebrow, not mentioning Elrond's outright denial that Vernorr was the culprit.

"Isn't it a source of misfortune?Then please tell me why the lord who brought me from the woodland was injured?Why is the ship king, who is currently the most respected by the elves in Middle-earth, also being blamed for mentioning me?" You're going to punish the squires when you go out, aren't they? They're just helping me sort things out, they're just telling the truth. There's nothing wrong with obeying orders and telling the truth, so the punishment they are about to suffer is naturally because of me. Can you still deny that I'm the source of the scourge?"

Unable to refute, Thranduil was a little flustered, and quickly crouched down and said, "Who said that I should punish the attendants? They will not be punished, and you are not the source of the disaster. ”

Vernorr didn't even look at Thrandil, nor did he dwell on the subject. While holding the handle and standing up, she said coldly, "I have already said goodbye to you in person." ”

Does that mean I don't agree with you to go?

If it were other creatures, Iselandil's temper would have made the other party "roll as far as he wants", with "never appear in front of me". But in the face of Vernoer, he could only endure his impatience and continue to smile flatteringly.