Do nothing and let the Emperor stay here?, then I can't take Mordor down sooner and take you back to the woodland sooner. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Placing his outstretched hand on his head with a pompous gesture, Thranduil, who pretended to comb his hair, opened his mouth and replied: "I will listen to you - the most important thing now is that you recover as soon as possible." When you're ready to ride, I'll take you to the back door of Mordor. Maybe you'll meet an Oaks or two. ”

"Perhaps, isn't it even hard to find Oakes in Mordor?" Furnor, who had captured something, was facing Thrandil, and asked solemnly but softly, "Your Majesty, please grant me the right to know the truth. What the hell is going on in Mordor?"

Now that Gondor's mutiny had been completed, and Mordor had lost its role as a reason to send troops, Thranduil naturally didn't need to hide anything from Vernor. What's more, she also sincerely begged the king.

"Absolutely. Quietly placing his hand on Vernor's shoulder, Thranduil looked serious and made his movements look like a gift from the king: "There are no more Oakes in Mordor who have the ability to fight. If you don't take into account the risk of accidents, an elite team of about 2,000 will be able to wipe out Mordor. ”

In other words, using half of the dwarven soldiers can not only recover Mordor, but also avoid the risk of accidents. But you've been standing still......" The pale blue eyes turned, and the owner already knew the answer. She sighed softly, lowered her head and muttered, "The king of the ship also said that the heart of defense is indispensable. In the current situation in the war zone, it is indeed difficult for you to move troops easily. Gondor took over Mordor, and he could only wait a little longer. ”

Even a creature like Vernor, who is not proficient in military affairs, knows that King Arnoll will not leave, the besieging army will not be able to move without permission, and the capture of Mordor can only be delayed, and Valandil will not be aware of it?

Unaware that the Emperor of Man was waiting for the Ship King's reply, Thranduil snorted coldly and was about to speak, when a dull and rhythmic knock sounded. The attendant who knocked on the other side of the gate said in a calm voice, raising his voice slightly, "Your Majesty of the Woodland." Lord Rivendell had gone to see the Ship King, but the Human Emperor did not accompany him. ”

Finally not with that hairy boy! Thranduil, who had been holding back his evil anger for more than ten days, stood up excitedly, causing Vernor to look up a little strangely. In order to prevent her from realizing that she was going to attack Elrond, Thranduil quickly calmed down a little, and patiently explained: "I have something to discuss with Elrond. This guy has been with Valandil for more than ten days, and what I have to say is inconvenient for the boy from Arnol to hear......"

"Your Majesty, go and get busy. Without much thought, Vernaor got up on the bed and gave a farewell salute with a slightly sluggish movement. Seeing that Thranduil was obviously very anxious, but she lingered for a long time and refused to leave, she couldn't help but smile a little and said, "You go." I'm tired, I'm afraid I'll have to sleep after King Nader's dinner. ”

It wasn't until he watched Vernor disappear behind the curtain that was gradually being pulled up that Thranduil sank his face and walked away quickly. He didn't rush directly to the dormitory where Serdan was temporarily staying, but went back to his dormitory first.

In order to shorten the time, Thranduil, who had always liked to take care of close quarters, asked his attendants to help change his armor. As the silver-gray floor-mopping robes were removed by the attendants, the light silver battle helmet suits were worn one by one, and the elf king, who had been looking at the mirror, also made up his mind.

He knew that it was not appropriate to use violence in front of Elrond in front of the Ship King.

As Serdan always asserted, he would never allow his fellow clan to quarrel in front of him, let alone fight against each other. The ship king will do his best to stop it, and he will also reprimand the one who did it in advance. But Thranduil wouldn't put up with it any longer. Even if doing this in front of the king of the ship would attract reproach, he admitted it. The reason is that he is afraid that this resentment against Elrond will deteriorate if he continues to hold back.

When I no longer choose to use force to solve the problem with Elrond, it is the real cannibalism. There are many solutions in this world that are more terrible than force, but I can't do it the same way I did with Valandiel.

Before leaving, Thranduil reached out and shook it in front of his eyes. Satisfied with the delicate workmanship of the wrist helmet that kept his fists unfettered, he used his other hand to prevent the squire from wearing his mantle.

The elf king, who just went to Elrond to settle accounts and didn't need to go to the palace to fight, walked out of the palace in this way under the slightly puzzled gaze of the attendant. After pushing open the hidden door of the Boat King's bedroom, the cold-faced king, whose attention was all on Elrond, didn't even see the ship king being slightly stunned, and pretended to rub his eyes. Without the basic courtesy of a meeting between the clans, and without saying a word, Thrandil's fist, wrapped in a heavy glove, slammed into the wise man's chin from the bottom up. The other, unviolent hand, apparently did not do anything friendly - Thranduil grabbed the wise man by the collar with one hand to prevent the attacker from dodging.

"Stay away from my Lutenas!" Thranduil roared as he threw the third punch.

Elrond easily caught the name in the clear words. While collecting the information that "the woodland advisor is called Lutenas", the wise man, who did not do anything to parry, could no longer stop the blood rushing out of his mouth, and as soon as his mouth opened, the blood with three teeth rushed out of his mouth. But even so, Thranduil did not stop the attack.

Seeing Elrond dodging subconsciously, he was even more angry and threw the wise man to the desk a few steps away. Ignoring the muffled snort of the wise man, he rushed forward and swung his fist into the other party's eyes, but was held firmly by the ship king who made a timely move at the moment when he was about to touch the other party.

"Thranduil, almost. As he spoke, the Ship King quietly kept the wise man behind him. Seeing that Gardo had already begun to help Elrond walk backwards, the ship king let go of Thranduil's hand and said, "It is not right for Elrond to take the liberty of inviting your advisor without prior explanation. You've punished him just now, it's time to stop the violence. ”

Thrandier, who was calm on the surface, looked at the ship king and sneered, and without saying a word, he raised his foot to bypass the ship king who was standing in front of him, but he didn't want to be pulled by the ship king's arm.

Sedan, who looked solemn, increased the strength of his hand, and said slowly when he couldn't move the elf king on the spot: "Since the elves woke up in Yiya, there has been a customary iron law - not to be violent against the same race. This iron law, I think King Aurifel should have mentioned it to you. Even the elves should strictly abide by our iron laws and stop committing violence against their kindred!"