At this moment, Vernorr knew why the elf king, who had not gone well, could smile brightly at this time, and why the greedy mayor of Riverdale would give away the horses for nothing, and begged the elf king to accept it as soon as possible with absolute respect. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

All the pity for the disrespectful treatment of the Elven King turned into anger and worry after guessing what happened to Riverdale at this time.

"Thrandil, this is crazy!"

Nearly 3,000 years later, at the gate of the Lonely Mountain, the gray-robed wizard Mithrandir successfully persuaded the Elven King to participate in the battle of the Five Armies with only the same words. Even though the Elven King at that time knew very well that once he joined the war, the more than 2,000 Wood Elf soldiers he only brought with him would be able to resist the 20,000 enemies, and even if he said exactly the same words, his heart was already so painful that he disturbed his normal thinking, and there was no way to regain his keen war thinking.

It's a pity that if you succeed in touching the heartstrings of the Elf King three thousand years later, it didn't play any role three thousand years ago today. Finding that Thranduil still had a playful look on his face, Vernoll had to take a few deep breaths.

Venting her anger on the object she was holding, she wrung her gloves vigorously and finally asked in a peaceful voice, "You summoned all the soldiers who had disarmed here, and then led them to lead the enemy to the neighborhood?"

"I knew you could guess! Now you don't have to worry about me, do you?"

There is no need for detailed language to explain the other party's actions, and this kind of communication of consciousness makes the elf king drink honey. But for Vernor, the Elven King has patience. He proudly took a sip of the wine that the other party had left in the wine glass, and said slowly: "Attract the enemy, and then we withdraw to the border, and those rabble will naturally not dare to touch the woodland." You say, how will an enemy who is so angry and afraid to speak out will vent?"

In addition to the woodland kingdom, on one side is the well-guarded and well-equipped Lonely Mountain, and on the other hand, the town of Rivervalley, which has enjoyed decades of peace and trade is so prosperous that it has to open a market outside the town. Even if the orcs are hopelessly stupid, they know that Riverdale is the best place to vent! Not only that, it's night, and the market outside the town has ended. The closed shops and the few creatures guarding the bazaar were clearly not enough to quell the wrath of the orcs. Then the already impenetrable gates of Riverdale would soon be breached by the angry orcs, and the inferior inhabitants scattered near the walls would be powerless. There will be babies waiting to be fed, there will be fragile women, and there will be countless human beings who are willing to give hugs to others.

More than 300 years ago, the human beings who helped themselves and gave themselves a hug when they needed it most flashed through their minds. Vernor stopped what he was doing, and knelt down in front of the Elven King. "For the sake of the imminent national policy of 'making friends with neighbors', and the mayor's sincere behavior, let's go and receive horses now to relieve the difficulties of Riverdale. Otherwise, Riverdale doesn't know what it would become. ”

"Humans are not my race, so why should you worry about them?" Pulling her up from the ground with an irresistible force, the Elven King bent down and reached out to wipe the dust from his knees. "I will not disturb the plans of the neighboring countries for good, tomorrow I will pass. Moreover, the number of enemies attracted this time is not very large. If the mayor is willing to open the gates of his castle and let the people enter the castle for shelter. With the number of soldiers in the castle configuration, humans will not have too many casualties. As for tonight, let the mayor get a small punishment for his disrespectful behavior. ”

Rivalry between leaders will inevitably cause innocent people to suffer (as the old Chinese saying goes: gods fight and ghosts suffer). It is normal for the elf king, who has been growing up in the royal family and growing up under the stars of the wood elves to hold the moon, not to understand this truth. Naturally, Vernorr would not give up persuasion, but as soon as she mentioned that she should immediately send troops to support, the Elf King immediately took a few steps back with a cold face.

"Why do I think you care more about humanity than for me?" Thranduil said with a slanted chin and a cold face, "The humans of Riverdale dare to look at me, and the mayor of the town uses the same glass that the prince of the woodland once used, and the battle against Sauron Riverdale has never shown any support, and he is proud of it. It's just to keep them at ease overnight, and they deserve it, so why are you worried about them? If humans run fast, they will naturally not be harmed. I'm also very tired of luring the enemy army with the wood elves in the past few days, and you actually persuaded me to fight for them?"

Aside from the Wood Elves and you, there's no living creature worth fighting me!

Seeing Vernor's unbearable look, Thranduil coughed and lowered his tone to make a guarantee. "Tomorrow morning I will lead all the soldiers who have been removed from their posts. Okay, you go ahead and eat well. ”

As the female elf in front of her approached and rested her head on her chest, the elf king couldn't say a word with his mouth open. Suddenly enjoying the treatment that he had dreamed of countless times, he even reached out and hugged each other in a trembling simple action. What he didn't expect was that the female elf who had been avoiding him actually stretched out her hand and wrapped it around his neck, and her tender appearance made his whole head explode, and his thinking ability was instantly reduced by eighty.

"I'd love to hear that you're protecting more living beings......" she lowered her head slightly, the softness of her voice that made Thranduil feel as if she were coming from another world. "You know what? Every time I hear the news that you have defeated the enemy again, I want to hide in your arms and never come out. ”

Such a statement is indeed more effective than "Humans have helped me, please save them". The Elf King instantly felt that he was a lot taller, and without hesitation, he let go of the female elf in his arms and began to put on the armor. The reason why I am willing to let go of the lover in my arms for a while is, of course, because I was attracted by her last words.

Hiding in my arms forever and not coming out? He wanted to get this treatment sooner.

"Give me a little time, and I'll soon give you the idea of hiding in my arms forever. Finding that the other party smiled at him, and actually began to wear gloves, the elf king paused the action of buttoning up the bracers. "No, Vernor. You can't go!"

Within a few steps towards the other party, the Elven King quickly fastened the bracer clasp so that the bracers hanging to one side would not cause any discomfort. Embracing Vernor's tense body into his arms again, he said in a soft but firm voice, "As long as I can move, I won't let you face any enemies." ”

It wasn't until he stepped out of the tent and faced hundreds of wood elves on call that a dazed Thranduil regained all his senses.

After sitting on the deer and glancing at the closed tent gate, the Elven King smiled coldly at the mayor of the town, who had left the entire Riverdale town and all his family members to deliver the horses, and gave the order for all the wood elves on standby to receive the horses.