"Thrandil, first of all, I want to tell you solemnly that we are a race of indifferent generations. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info or rather, the moment my twin brother chooses to be human, my kinship with him basically comes to an end. Therefore, although Valandil can in fact be called my nephew, it is for this reason that mankind has given him to me to teach. But I only have friends or comrade-in-arms for him, and I will never treat him as a relative. I've also been asking him to call me uncle. Seeing that the Elf King's face softened after glancing at him, Elrond raised his tone and said, "Take 10,000 steps back and say, even my closest relatives can't escape the word 'reason'." Do you think I'm a superficial creature who pampers my relatives in every way?"

Thranduil stopped what he was doing and pondered for a while before he said, "You are indeed not a creature who would abandon justice and reason for the sake of kinship. But so what? you're not the future Human Emperor, and you can't be sure that Valandil won't send troops against the Woodland Kingdom when he succeeds to the throne. Judging by his biological mother's current face, I don't think you have the ability to change his thinking. So, you have no right to say anything about what I've done to protect the creatures of the woodlands. ”

In order to show his attitude, Thranduil stood up and solemnly bowed to the elven race. "Elrond, I don't have a choice. The eternal life of the tens of thousands of creatures in the woodland kingdom is equally important to me. I'm not going to let them suffer disaster because of a woman's ridiculous perception. I must eradicate all possible disasters in advance for their sake. You understand, right?"

Elrond is certainly understandable. He hadn't intended to persuade the Elf King to do nothing and let this matter pass. If a king does not react when he is humiliated, the people of this country will also be affected, and it will be difficult to obtain equal treatment from the creatures of other countries. But there are many solutions besides war, and they don't necessarily need to take risks. Selfishly, Elrond also hoped that the Elven King's counterattack would minimize the damage. After all, with just one sentence, Shelana raised the problem to the level of the state. In the fight between countries, no matter how much they fight back, one country will be hurt. Elrond hopes that this matter will only involve those involved, and will not implicate any innocent beings.

"I can understand that. Thrandil, I'm sorry that this happened in my territory. If you could, would you be able to quench your anger by punishing me?" Elrond said sincerely, "Any punishment is fine. ”

"No!" the Elven King glanced at Elrond without giving him a chance. "Isn't punishing you telling the Emperor and his mother that no matter what they do, there will always be other beings who will bear the consequences? There is only one way to do this, and let the Emperor and his biological mother suffer a painful lesson. As I said, I will never get the title of 'Mother of the Emperor'. ”

"Okay. I will do my best to make Varandil understand that Hilana does not deserve the title of 'Mother of the Emperor', and please do not choose to use war to solve the problem. ”

The words left by the wise man before he left made Thranduil fall into deep thought. He remembered that Vernorr had said that if it could be solved without bloodshed, there could be no war. But why did Vernoll not say anything against this time, when she clearly realized that she had the intention of sending troops? She has always been deeply disgusted with the war, and she will certainly not change it lightly. Could it be that my belligerence has completely disappointed her, so disappointed that she is not even willing to do so?

Thranduil broke out in a cold sweat with nervousness, and raised his head to call the soldiers guarding the tent door. "You go to the gate of the manor and keep watch. As soon as the advisor comes out, bring her back immediately. Just say I have something urgent to find her. ”

If she had been utterly disappointed in me, she would have left me in search of the freedom I loved, right? But even if the soldiers stopped her and kept her for the time being under the pretext that I was in a hurry, she would not stay forever. As long as I send troops to Arnol, she will still leave without looking back? Is there any way to solve the problem without sending troops?

"What kind of strategy can be used to achieve the effect of war?" The extremely annoyed Elf King threw the saber in his hand directly on the table. The stiff weapon collided with the wooden tabletop with a dull sound, as if complaining that he had been treated undeservedly. Thinking that it was a weapon used by King Aurifel, who had accompanied his father through the fall of Dorias and the establishment of the Woodland Kingdom, Thranduil did not deserve to be treated as such.

Apologizing to his father, Thranduil reached for the saber with his hand with the great jewel. As soon as he came into contact with the cold surface of the scabbard, the image of King Aurifel standing with his sword came to mind, and it reminded him of what he always said every time he had an argument with his father.

He said, "You need to calm down now, my child. Otherwise, I won't give you the right to continue communicating with me. If you don't even communicate, you can't solve any problems. ”

That's right. What I need most now is calm. Thrandil, you won't be able to solve any problem without calming down!

It took him some time to adjust his mood. It wasn't until he calmed down that he began to frown and think about a solution other than war. While the Elven King was meditating, Elrond finally found a woodland advisor in his dedicated area for treating the sick.

"Go down, all of you. "The best healer of Middle-earth drank off the other creatures and took it upon himself to stitch up the wound of the woodland advisor whose arm was wounded. Even though he had a lot to say, he still chose to start from the perspective of a doctor first and persuade the other party to cherish his body. "Although the elves have self-healing functions, they can't withstand your tossing like this. How did you get this wound? The wound is so deep that it won't heal tomorrow if you don't suture it. ”

Instead of answering the question, Vernor, with his other intact arm, placed the last book on the other side of the table. Thranduil said she would leave early the day after tomorrow. Time is short, but fortunately it is done. I don't have time to look at it again, so please take a closer look before using it. Maybe there will be small bugs. ”

"You've come to say goodbye to me just for the sake of books?" Elrond's hands fluttered expertly over the wound, though slightly disappointed. "I thought you came to ......"

"Is it to tell you not to worry, I will persuade the Elven King to forgive Hillana for all her actions?" Facing Elrond squarely, Vernorr said word by word, "As long as this matter is elevated to the perspective of the state, let alone me, every woodland elf will not allow their king to be humiliated." Shelana must pay for her words, and whatever the Elven King does, I can only support. ”