The sea of green trees grew in front of him, and the sound of the rushing wind made Charles's cheeks ache, not to mention his eyes that he had tried to keep open because he needed to seize the moment.

Tears continued to float out as the wind whirled, and the diminutive body crossed a straight line in mid-air.

The vast field of vision continued to shrink, and the heart of Charles pounded in his chest as he watched the large forest below rapidly grow and grow.

Then, as his swooping fingertips touched the first leaf at the top of the towering tree, an inconspicuous shadow suddenly flew from the shade of the tree, tightly wrapping around his young body!

Despite its very light weight, the force of the fall still caused the trunk of the big camphor tree to snap in an instant, and the trunk immediately below it also bent and creaked, and then the rebound force tightened, and the charr was projected diagonally in the direction of other trees above!

But immediately another shadow took over, wrapping around the body of the elven baby touching the trunk of the tree high in the woods.

In this way, the short body seems to be really fastened by a rope, and the trunk of the tree slides and jumps in an arc in mid-air, constantly moving, constantly changing ropes.

However, this kind of rope could not truly exist freely from the entity, so because it was too close, Charles's clothes, which were still intact, were constantly scratched and tattered, and his body was also knocked on the branches of the trees.

But fortunately, in the end, Charles did not shave his face or be seriously injured by the top of the tree trunk, but after a few ripples, he deftly rolled over and landed on a thick branch about two meters above the ground, and then collapsed on all fours and gasped against the tree.

It can only be said that elves can also have a relatively perfect control over their bodies when they are infants, otherwise it would be impossible for Charles to land so neatly and successfully.

But at this moment, his pounding heart was still violent, and at the same time, his immature little face was also flushed, and all kinds of pain on his body kept coming.

However, he didn't have time to reflect on the previous series of dangerous actions, and to be glad that he was still alive, because not far away there was a sudden panicked cry, accompanied by a muffled sound.

Charles was stunned for a moment, looked up at the sky, and then looked in the direction the sound came from.

Judging by the sound volume, the place where the incident happened was not too far away, but because of the dense green leaves around him, he couldn't see anything.

"It can't be that flat-haired monster hitting someone, right?"

The thought crossed Charles' mind.

Sensing that his basic mobility was fine, he crouched down and reached out, and the dirt floor covered with colorful flowers below stretched out a shadow along the trunk, wrapping around the trunk and wrapping it around him.

Then he climbed down the tall and rough camphor tree in a very strange posture.

Wearing delicate little boots made of deerskin sewn to the ground, a hard and heavy sense of solidity finally calmed the pounding heart.

Draped in a pocket garment that resembled a hooded cloak, he hesitated for a moment before Charles walked away in the direction from which the voice came.

Walking on the soft, sun-dreckled dirt floor, stepping over a bush, the sound of all kinds of crisp birds chirping in the forest is pleasantly tight.

And when he walked past a large pine tree with a thick waist, a glade dotted with green greenery and lakes came into view.

As far as the eye could see, a graceful figure in a long blue dress collapsed at the edge of the lake.

The sun shines on his body, and even the color of the water near the lake is also rippling, and the brilliance refracted by the clear water is in a trance, reflecting the delicate side face that looks beautiful.

I didn't see any injuries, but the slender eyebrows that were frowning even if she was unconscious told her pain at the moment.

Not far away, a deformed black-feathered vulture had a messy posture, it seemed to hit the ground first, so that its neck was broken and twisted in a very strange posture and continued to flow out of pitch-black blood, while its two wings were sparse and messy, and its feathers swayed across a large area of the surrounding ground.

It was not silent here, a white-haired, sleek bighorn deer was bowing its head and arching the unconscious woman, whining in its nostrils, and making the slumped opponent's fingers move slightly, as if there were signs of awakening.

At the same time, there were anxious shouts in the distance, as if someone was approaching.

There was no one dead, and the flat-haired beast who had shaded himself had already fallen to his death, Charles was slightly relieved, and then hurriedly turned and left without waiting for the other party to wake up or someone to arrive.

He won't stay here, although he belongs to the elves, but who knows what the situation is like in this unknown forest, if you think he is the culprit, it will be dumbfounded.

"It's important to find my cheap mom right now."

He wondered.

At this moment, Charles apparently ignored the fact that he was less than a year old and was a child - and unless he was a stupid roe deer with a brain in water, it was impossible to look at him with suspicion.

……

was swept by the birds that fell from the sky, so that his thoughts were confused and his brain was in severe pain.

Faintly, anxious whining was constantly heard in my ears, and the birdsong in the surrounding woods was also dense.

The elven woman named Lucien snorted uncomfortably, then slowly opened her eyes.

In a dim light, she seemed to see a little man in tattered clothes turn around and run into the depths of the forest, so much so that even if she was in a bad state now, she wondered for a moment.

But then she didn't have the heart to think about it, and several of the guards, who found that the situation was not good, hurried to the scene, lifted up the elven princess who had collapsed to the ground, and hurried in the direction of the palace.

On the way, a guard performed a healing technique unique to the elves for her, so when she returned to the elegant dormitory of Mingni Guosi, she was basically back to normal.

It's just that she has lived a carefree life since she was a child, and she was frightened by this kind of fright, but it still made the elf princess of the Sinda tribe unable to calm her mind for a long time, and it wasn't until about five or six days later that her state of mind eased somewhat, so she was ready to go out for a walk.

Stepping out of the dormitory, into an open-air garden built on a jutting cliff, her mother, Meimeian, is sitting on a stool around a stone table with her close friends, sighing and chatting.

Seeing this, the elf girl leaned over with a little curiosity, and a soothing conversation came into her ears.

"Poor Arettir, the danger of a child being born is really a serious blow to a mother."

"Yes, may Her Majesty Avana bless her in finding that poor child. But what makes me even more curious is that the Noldor siege is still maintained, why are the orcs appearing in South Elmoth? Or is it in the case that we didn't find out? ”

"This is indeed suspicious, and it is logically impossible to happen, unless Morgoth does not hesitate to expend a lot of effort."

"Is there something going on that we don't know about?"

……

Standing silently behind the two dignified women and listening for a long time, Lucien understood a general idea.

The Noldor White Princess Arettir and the Dark Elf Eor have been attacked by orcs in the South Elmos Forest, not far from here, and their newborn son has been captured by Angban's bird minions, and his whereabouts are unknown.

Poor Princess Arettir has joined the two Noldor royal families of Klegon and Kurrufin, who are stationed in Himlard, and are leading a large group of men to search the surrounding territory in the hope of finding the stolen baby.

The two chatting agreed that this kind of casting net search was not very hopeful, but Lucien subconsciously thought of the tattered short figure at this moment.

"It can't be him, right?"

Still in a carefree age, the fairy princess with a wild mind told the two of them her guesses, and the two couldn't help but look at each other.

"Dear Highness Mei An, this may be a bit presumptuous, but I think you should be of some help with this."

The female elf named Galadriel hesitated for a moment, and then proposed to the dignified woman opposite.

She is called Galadriel, but in fact she can also be called Galadriel, or Galardriel, due to transliteration issues.

She is one of the strongest elves still living in Middle-earth during the Age of the Fellowship of the Ring, and the queen of the elves who will later control the forests of Lothlorion.

She is also one of the Noldor royal family.

It's just that unlike other Noldor tribes, because of his friendship with the Sindar queen in front of him, and at the same time, his maternal bloodline is very close to Sindar King Singar, so he can freely enter and leave the kingdom of Doriath Gray Elves, and is not rejected by the Sinda like other Noldor tribes.

Her father, Finarfin, was a brother to the father of the White Princess Arityr, and had crossed the cold Helkarach Icefield with the White Princess to reach Middle-earth.

Although the friendship is not very deep, it cannot be ignored.

That's why she pleaded in front of her with the Sindar queen in front of her, who was not friendly to the senses of the Noldor tribe.

However, in fact, Eor, the husband of the White Princess Arettir, also has a certain blood relationship with the Sindar royal family.

As one of the few people who stayed behind more than a thousand years ago to search for King Singh with other relatives, although the relationship between the two parties was very poor due to Eor's personality, he could not sit idly by.

Especially when it comes to offspring.

So Queen Mei'an nodded very dryly, then folded her hands in front of her chest, closed her eyes and sensed.

She has set up a bewitchment ring at the edge of the forest on the border of the Grey Elf Kingdom, which is usually used to defend the borders of the kingdom and prevent anyone outside the Sindar clan from entering the place.

And if she wants, she can actually faintly perceive all the creatures in the ring, but she rarely uses this ability, because it costs a lot.

However, after a long pause, Queen Merian opened her eyes full of doubt, and then shook her head helplessly under Galadriel's probing gaze.

"I didn't sense any elven children in the ring, maybe the little one had already entered the kingdom, or maybe he had left here. I'll let Arettir know, though, that maybe this message will help her. ”

Galadriel regretted this, but there was no other way to do it, so he could only nod.