"Your Majesty the Woodland, if you don't mind, I think you can also enter the woodland to rest and recuperate on the round trip in the future. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Facing the elven king's questioning eyes, Qi Eryan said very frankly: "Your forest is beautiful, and it does help the maids who are pregnant with my children to rest halfway......"

Under the expectant gaze of all the wood elves, Thranduil squeezed out a small smile. "Of course I don't mind, the Woodland Kingdom has absolute trust in its allies who have fought side by side. The people of Danden are the eternal friends of the elves, and you are the 'son of a hero', and the woodland welcomes you at any time. ”

After the "drunk" elf king left the table, the dinner party to welcome the hero's son continued under the enthusiastic singing and dancing of the wood elves. Of course, after returning to his dormitory, the elven king, who had no living beings knowing that he was "drunk", continued to consume the old wine in the wine cabinet.

After entering the Inner Palace, Thranduil first went to the Inner Garden to see Mino, but still did not have the courage to visit his advisor. He stroked Mino's thick hair and thought for a long time, but he still couldn't think of a reason to make him happy.

Tomorrow morning, will the elf wake up screaming for all the opposite sex to leave, or will she prove with her strength how unbearable his mother is? If he had to choose between two kinds of suffering? He could only hurry back to his dormitory and numb himself with a higher degree of wine, so paralyzed that he didn't need to make a choice.

In addition to making the body look more tired, a hangover is also a great way to stall for time. As the sunlight shone through the windows into the woodland king's quarters, Elrond, who had been urging outside the door countless times, finally used the magic of the Wind Ring to open the sturdy door.

"Thranduil, I know how scared you are, but running away won't solve anything. ”

Although the footsteps were hurried, the tone of his voice made Thranduil, who was lying on the table and feigning sleep, hear the relief. He frowned and raised his head slightly, pretending to be confused by the little bit of alcohol left in his body. "Well, I know that running away won't solve the problem. I'm really dizzy right now, though, so why don't I wake her up tomorrow morning?"

"Tomorrow you will say that the weather is not very good, and it is recommended to push it to the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow you will say that breakfast is not appetizing and suggest pushing it to next month. Slapping the table under the Elven King with the Ring of Wind with his hand, Elrond said in a healer's solemn tone, "I don't believe you want a creature that doesn't cry, laugh, think, or feel anything. ”

Seeing that the Elven King had just turned his head in one direction, still not having any intention of getting up, Elrond had no choice but to raise his voice a bit. "Great Elven King, I think you should be warned. Beings without any sentient beings, you can get as much as you want. If all you want is for her to stay with you forever in a state where she has lost all perception, I think I should take my leave. Anyway, the healer of the woodland can also make her sleep forever, and make her a thoughtless walking corpse forever!"

The Elven King, who had buried his whole face in the crook of his arm, moved slightly when he heard "The Walking Dead", and Elrond quickly patted him lightly on the shoulder. "In terms of her temperament, it is better to be a walking dead than to kill her directly. Let her come to her senses and decide her own fate. No matter how bad the situation is, as long as you don't choose to give up, everything can always be better. ”

Oh, yes. Even when I first lost my father, the whole world began to question me, and even when the wood elf was suspicious of me, she was the only one who didn't give up on me. Not only did she not give up, but she also used her ability to turn my crazy idea into the right strategy unanimously approved by the "Last Alliance". How could I give up on her?

The elf king, who was still lying on the desk a second ago, got up suddenly, and used his hand with a huge gem ring to touch the blonde hair that hung down in front of his face, and when he looked up again, his misty eyes became deep.

"You're right. Let's go now. Before entering the counselor's quarters, Thranduil ordered all the attendants to retreat. "I don't want other creatures to see her gaffe, and I'm afraid I will. He explained.

"There's really no need to be so pessimistic. Fate has arranged for you to rescue her, and there will be even more wonderful arrangements. Elrond comforted the Elven King as he lifted the huge curtain and stepped inside. As he walked around the carved bed, and had thought of all the ways to deal with it, he realized that Thranduil had not entered.

"I ...... I'd better hide behind the curtains. "If she really imagines all the opposite sex as Oaks who has insulted her, I can leave quickly, lest she be so nervous that she will be dizzy by the breath of the opposite sex. Before Elrond could start casting the spell, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the Elven King reminded him again, "Don't say I'm here. If she didn't know I existed, maybe she wouldn't have rejected me?"

Elrond shook his head and watched as the Elven King slowly disappeared behind the merging curtains before placing his hand on the blonde elf's forehead. In just a few minutes, the faint fluorescent magic disappeared, and the eyelashes that had been closed for several days fluttered slightly, and finally slowly separated.

Maybe it's because she has been keeping her eyes closed, and the female elf's eyes are a little confused after she first wakes up. She rolled her pale blue eyes slightly to survey everything around her, and finally landed on Elrond's face. Sensing that the female elf's eyebrows began to rise slightly, Elrond quietly stretched out the hand that had been withdrawn to the other party, and before he could make contact, the female elf had already shown him a shallow smile.

"Honorable lord. She blinked slightly mischievously and said with a hint of joy, "I didn't expect to see you again." ”

There was no panic, no sadness, not even the slightest feeling of unhappiness. If it weren't for the horrible scars on his face that had been absorbed from all the medicine, Elrond could hardly believe that the female elf who was smiling at him was still in the midst of Oakes' brutal torture not long ago. But her unbelievable tenacity does make all the female elves who have had the same experience even more unbearable, including Thrandil's mother, the queen of Aurifel.

While using the usual words of reunion to lighten the mood and test the patient's normal thinking, Elrond once again peeked at the curtain of Thrandil's hideout. The gorgeous satin that reflected the faint light shook slightly, and unsuspecting creatures would think that it was being blown by the wind. How could there be wind in the dormitory with the doors and windows closed?Elrond certainly understood that it was the Elven King, who was hiding behind the curtains, tormented by the twin feelings of surprise and pain, trembling, and pulling the curtains that clung to his body.