Edmund summed up the meeting with great satisfaction: "Compatriots, the marriage of Lord Rivendell, the elves of Ringu have contributed a lot. If we want to have the happiness of the Lingu elves to welcome the god-given little master, we can't just think about it. Now that Princess Yinyue, who is worthy of His Majesty, is in the woodland, His Majesty's marriage is no longer just an ordinary marriage, it is related to the happiness of all woodland elves. This is a battle, a battle that all woodland elves must be involved in!"

At the same time, Thranduil, who was watching Vernor fiddle with the orchid, coughed several times.

Due to the busy schedule of the woodlands, the officials had not yet found time to negotiate the latest terms of trade with Avaray, so Silvermoon had to stay in the woodlands and wait. She couldn't understand how the woodland officials, who had always been very efficient in contact, could delay their actions this time, so she had to turn to Fenor, who lived with her in the inner palace.

Vernore knew what the woodland officials were thinking. In fact, the moment she saw Silvermoon, she guessed that the woodland officials would not let Silvermoon leave too soon. Now that the Great Green Forest is more abundant than ever, with enough soldiers to form an army of 30,000, and the Allies all respect the woodlands, the Forest Elves eagerly await better news. And the news of the birth of twin sons on Rivendell's side has obviously made the vague pursuit of the woodland elves clear. Furnoll didn't even have to leave the palace to know everyone's thoughts from the few chamberlains in the inner palace. What's more, no elf would hide it from her.

For the elf king whose relatives are not all in Zhongzhou, the woodland elves hope that there is a creature with the status of relatives who can fill this gap for the king. And an elf like Vernor, who has already been married and has made meritorious contributions to the king's succession, is obviously the best choice. When the king intended and the people did not object, Vernor, who was given the name "Lutnas" by the elven king, became the king's relative in the eyes of the woodland elves.

That is, the king's relatives, of course, there is no need to hide such a thing as the king's marriage. The woodland elves even thought that Vernorr should be doing the same. Vernor never thought that she had the right to oppose the woodland elves, let alone tell Thranduil directly about the woodland elves' practices, so that the elven king could inflict his anger on the innocent people, and she could only try to withdraw from the torment.

But now, Yinyue asked her directly......

"There are now more people living in the forest than in the past, but the number of officials hasn't grown much. Placing the fruit plate in front of Yinyue, Vernoll patiently explained: "When the number of people increases, the affairs will increase exponentially. But seventy percent of today's people have just reached adulthood or are about to reach adulthood, and most of them are still studying, so they cannot be directly responsible for official business. Incumbent officials are burdened with more official duties than ever before, and they are inevitably too busy. ”

"So King Thrandi is also very busy?" Fiddling with the fruits on the plate, Silver Moon said with some disappointment, "I thought they all lived in the Inner Palace, and they could see each other at least once a day. Who knows, he doesn't seem to know about my existence?"

"I haven't seen Your Majesty for two days. He may not have come back from the barracks. Vernore said softly, "Most of the soldiers are just adult elves, and it will take a long time for Your Majesty to train them to be good warriors. For the training of the army, most of His Majesty's internal affairs were entrusted to the officials. Fortunately, after a few decades of woodland, this group of newly grown soldiers will become elite soldiers. ”

"So I'd like to see Thranduil more often, and I'd better come back in a few decades. Yinyue laughed at herself helplessly: "Before my parents didn't go west, I was stupid, and I didn't know how busy state affairs were. After his parents left, he realized that his brother couldn't take care of Aware's affairs alone. King Thranduil ruled over the largest nation in Middle-earth, and as you can imagine how busy it was. ”

"Why don't you go to the barracks in the woodlands?" Edmund appeared nearby at some point, and looked at Vernor, "Anyway, I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with trade these days." Would you like to ask Lutnas to take the princess to the barracks to see Your Majesty?"

The busiest elf in the woodland at this time, the elven king Thranduil, was battling with the soldiers for stamina.

He had been standing still in the sun for most of the day, watching no less than thirty soldiers fall due to lack of physical strength, and then be carried away by the logistics soldiers waiting next to him. Rao is companions fainted more and more frequently, and the thousands of soldiers standing quietly opposite the Elven King still did not dare to move.

The creatures of the righteous camp know that the Elven King's military orders are the most ruthless. Even after the Battle of the "Last Alliance", the Elven King only had a few thousand archers left in his hands, but it still did not soften the Elven King's military affairs. In this regard, no living being raised any doubts. Even the woodland soldiers who were treated by the Elven King with cruel military orders knew that the ruthlessness of military orders was not only about winning or losing the war, but also about ensuring their own safety on the battlefield. Because, only the commander can look at the entire battle situation and make the most reasonable arrangements. And obeying military orders is, in a sense, a soldier's magic weapon for survival. What's more, the Elven King's military orders are not only ruthless to the soldiers, but also cruel to himself. Didn't the glamorous king also stand with them?

Thrandil's silence ends with the whispers of Eroth.

Eloth, who had been made the lieutenant general of the woodland, hurried over, and after finishing the military order, he whispered in his ear: "Your messenger, Lutenas has arrived, and has just entered the camp. ”

In 86 A.D., Vernorr was made the messenger of the Elven King, and was given the title of "Lutnath". Because he had secretly accepted his fate, and had been informed that the whole country could not be told to the outside world, Vernor did not have to be in charge of diplomatic affairs, but he could be called the king's messenger by the forest elves. In addition, the king's messenger is equivalent to another incarnation of the king, and of course he can freely enter and leave the barracks.

The Deeply Exhausted Elven King felt that all his vitality had returned.

Vernorr took the initiative to find him, or to the barracks in which she was not interested at all, and Thranduil could not be unhappy. Instructed to continue his training, he walked with a speed far ahead of Eros towards his practical and glamorous residence in the barracks. But the smiling face he piled up didn't meet the elf he wanted to see the most—the one full of military items was stationed in the temple, and there was only Silver Moon and his attendants, and there was no creature he was looking forward to.

Thranduil's smile vanished. It's not that the appearance of the silver moon makes him unhappy, but that the king has been doing it for a long time, and it is inevitable that he will not like to laugh.

"I didn't expect the princess to come. With a polite smile, Thranduil walked around the Giant Spoke desk and sat two arm's length away from Silver Moon.

"I asked Lutenas and she said you wouldn't mind, so she came here. Yinyue said apologetically, "Didn't bother you, did you?"