"Compared to the righteous camp, the gains and losses of a race are nothing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although Thranduil turned around and pretended to be himself after a slight pause, Vernor still pretended to be indifferent: "I don't want to be enslaved by evil, I must protect the big and the small profit." ”

Thranduil felt that there were two different souls in Vernor. A soul is ruthless, and it will appear when it thinks about the situation, so ruthless and decisive that it can kill itself. A few years ago, he was taken captive at the hands of Oaks and did not hesitate to kill himself, and it was this soul that was in control. There is also a soul that is tolerant and kind, which only exists in an inconsequential life, which is tolerant of everything with a smile, and is considerate and gentle enough to take the initiative to think from the other person's point of view.

Whatever the soul, it's Thranduil's love. He couldn't even tell which one he loved and which one he hated. Because she is ruthless and ruthless, she hurts the minority, but saves the public, and because she is tolerant and kind, she forgives the world, but refuses to forgive herself.

"Okay, good, what's the gain or loss of the private body in the face of righteousness? And you'll be happy to do this, right?" the elf king, who had his hands outstretched, looked cynical, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'll do this now, and I'll report the results to the ship king before the sun sets again." There's really nothing to report - if Nader doesn't agree, I'll give him a taste of the terrible punishment that comes from rebelling against the Elven King. Therefore, he has to agree if he agrees, and if he disagrees, he still has to agree!"

"Lone Mountain should be the closest ally of the woodlands, after all, the two countries rely on each other and stand tall in Middle-earth!" Pulling Thranduil as he walked away, Vernor reminded in a rigorous diplomatic tone, "Please pay attention to your attitude towards the King of Lone Mountain. Don't let the relationship between the woodlands and the allies be affected by this. ”

She further reminded: "If you make Gushan resentful of the woodland because of this, you are ignoring the safety of the elves in the woodland. ”

"Nader can resent me, but he should resent Sauron. If it weren't for the filthy Demon Lord, why would we put the unity of the whole faction in the forefront of the list!Of course, Nader resents me for his freedom, but I don't let the dwarves or the woodlands resent me. With a wry laugh, Thranduil simply turned around and took Vernoll in his arms, and said, "You will agree to this, don't you know that I have a way to do it, and it will not cause any bad effect on the woodland? Losing glory but getting a huge fortune, Nader will not be difficult to explain, and after the dwarf vents his emotions, he will no longer care about the wealth. ”

It's just that the King of the Lonely Mountain inevitably has a dishonest image in his heart, and it is completely impossible to call on the dwarven soldiers in the future.

Quietly sighing inwardly, while Vernoer restrained his cautious thinking, he said faintly: "My king must be able to handle everything. ”

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Thranduil took care of the whole thing, though he was extremely reluctant to accommodate the dwarves. The fact remains that three days before Vernor left the besieged zone. When Nader had read all the letters, he reluctantly said to the officials who were waiting for this moment: "It seems that we have to build a few more treasuries to store the proceeds of the battle of Mordor." ”

The replies were from the Lonely Mountain, the Mine Pit, and the Iron Hill. The other two dwarven realms were written by the king, Nader's cousin and cousin, while Lone Mountain's reply was written by Nader's wife and queen. Whoever it is, it means the same thing - glory is not as real as gold.

Nader shook his head with a wry smile, overlooking the meaning hidden between the lines in his letter. In fact, when the elf king talked to him, Nader was infected by the other party's entanglement and suffering, and subconsciously chose gold.

Thranduil arrived in the afternoon. The weather was very bad for Nader at the time, and the entire war zone was covered in drizzle. And the raindrops, which were so small that they were rushing in the wind, made Nader's mood even worse. Of course, the rain is just an excuse for annoyance. The biggest headache for him was the arrival of letters from his mother and wife, which naturally took place countless quarrels. Nader didn't even want to know the reason for the argument, and sat at his desk with his head propped up and wrote back.

If other creatures were to ask for their own judgment, Nader would have swept away the person concerned like a garbage scavenger. But the people involved were his wife and mother, and no matter how tired he was, he had to think about it.

At the very least, it is necessary to give a conclusion that neither side will be offended, and that it will allow them to be relieved for a while! Despite his firm thoughts, Nader did not know how to write after writing "My Beloved Mother and Wife." So when Thranduil arrived, he saw the King of the Lonely Mountain, who was at a loss for beautiful letters.

It seems that he has a lot of headaches today......

Thranduil, who couldn't bear it, didn't interrupt Nader, but sat silently not far from his desk. It wasn't until Nader was so irritated that he threw the pen out directly, and he saw the elf king who was looking at him from the side.

"What makes you so irritated?"

The elven king, who had always been arrogant, not only asked softly, but also bent down to pick up the precious pen made of gold at his feet, and stretched out his hand to hand it back to Nader. Such abnormal behavior naturally made Nader's inner gloom aggravated.

"The wife and mother quarreled again. They also quarreled with me with letters. Calming down his nervousness, Nader lowered his voice and said, "I'm embarrassed to talk to the officials about this kind of thing." So every time they asked me to decide what was right or wrong, I had to have a headache on my own. I can't say that any of them are at fault. ”

"I can't understand why my mother and wife are arguing, but through you, I know how helpless this pain is. Thranduil lowered his head and groaned for a moment, and actually offered to ask, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Not only did he pick up the pen for me, but he also offered to help me? This is not the Thranduil I know at all! It's over! The Elf King must have something terrible to throw at me when he came this time. Are you going to put me in charge of leading the troops into Mordor, and he and King Gondor stand by and watch?

Nader, who rolled his eyes around several times, made a swallowing motion, and replied with the thought of "You can't continue to embarrass me if it's not good": "This kind of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law problem, Vera probably can't completely solve it." How do ordinary beings like me know what help to seek?"

"You should ask Merandil for advice. As he waved away the other creatures, Thranduil patiently explained: "Elves advocate freedom and independence, and it is very rare for them to live with their parents after they get married. Elves probably won't be able to help you, but humans always like to live with their loved ones. From birth to death, even if some people are not happy at all, they have to be tied together by family affection. I think humans should be better at dealing with this. ”