A month ago.

On this early spring evening, Belém's expedition was camping on the shores of Lake Evelyn. It was at this time that they encountered the group of Orcs who had approached by the darkness of the night. But Lucien, who was far away in Mingni Kingdom, didn't know it. Of course, she didn't know what happened after that. She was asleep on her bed in her bedroom, only to wake up suddenly. She looked around, and by the time she came back to her senses, she had forgotten what had happened in her dream. She only felt very sad about herself. Tears slid down her eyes and her cheeks were covered with tears. Her pillow was completely wet with her tears, and her own hair was messy from the damp pillow. She knew she had dreamed of Belen. Realizing that it was not yet early in the morning, she lay down again, but could not sleep.

Belen had left Minni since the beginning of last winter and has not been heard from since. Because of Singar's callousness, Lucien never spoke to him since. After Belen left, Dai Long wanted to take this opportunity to talk to her alone many times, seeking the possibility of gaining her heart. But Lucien has been avoiding him, because it was his betrayal that separated her from Belen. And now she won't love a second person except Belen.

And Belém's life and death are still uncertain. If Belen really went to Angban as promised her father, then he would have lost his death. Thinking of this, a wave of sadness hit her eyes, and she began to cry again. Maybe they won't see each other again. She had heard that Finrod, the king of Nagothrond, was separated from his beloved Amariyi, on both sides of the sea. He chose to be alone for this. If Belen never returns this time, she also plans to be like Finrod and be a person who will never marry.

She sighed, mourning at the teasing of fate. She had never felt love for anyone before meeting Belen. She only admired his talent and taste in art. But when she finally met someone she liked, fate took him away from her.

The silence of the bedroom was broken by a crisp knock on the door. Lucien sat up and lifted the covers, turning to look at herself in the mirror. The straps of her silk nightdress fell to her arms, and the skirt fell below her shoulders. Her hair was so messy that it was hard to tidy up for a while. There was another knock on the door. "Wait for me in a moment!" said Lucien. She quickly lifted her shoulder straps and pulled her skirt up. She probably didn't have time to comb her hair, so she walked barefoot to answer the door.

When she opened the door, she saw her mother, Mei Ann, standing in the doorway. Lucien saw the dim starry light in her eyes, and a slightly sad expression on her face. Her expression was solemn, and she looked at Lucian's hazy teary eyes. Merian walked in and closed the bedroom door. "What's the matter, Mother?" asked Lucien.

Mei Ann sat down on a stool, and then looked at Lucien with a solemn face. Lucien sat back on the bed and looked at her mother suspiciously. "I feel compelled to tell you that since Belém left, I have been able to keep track of what he is doing. As a Maia, my power is not limited to Doriath. As long as there is a forest and nature, it is a place where my magic can go. She paused, and saw a look of joy on Lucian's face. She continued, "He arrived in Nagoth Lund last winter. There he enlisted the help of Finrod and set out twenty days earlier. Their expedition is now on the shores of Lake Evelyn. ”

Lucien stood up suddenly, and the smile on her face, which had once cried, looked so touching. She walked up to Mei Ann, then sat down in her arms and rested her head on her shoulder. "So he's still alive?" Lucien happily put her arms around Mirian's neck, her excitement uncontrollable. But she was not happy to see Mei Ann. At this time, Lucien suddenly guessed the purpose of his northward journey, and the smile on his face disappeared. She let go of her hand and looked at her mother anxiously, "What is he doing in Lake Evelyn? Could it be that this fool really went to take the Elven Diamond for me?" She was touched by the fact that Belén was willing to give his life to get her, but she was worried that Belén had set herself on a path to death.

That's what he was doing on his way north. My daughter, I will say now that while I have been able to magically sense Belen's location in the past days, Belén has just stepped into a realm beyond my reach. In the valley of the West Ryan, another Maian power reigns there, and he owes allegiance to our enemies. Sauron and I are equal in strength, so I can no longer see Belen. Lucien's face turned pale, and Beauty gently stroked her cheek, then continued, "I feel that the danger of Belen is imminent, for the scheming sorcerer Sauron is guarding the tower of the garrison, eyeing any creature that passes through the valley of the Sirian. Merian grabbed Lucian's white, slender hand, which was as spotless as white paper, "I'm telling you this because whether your father hates Belen or not, Belém needs help. Especially your help, daughter. ”

Lucien rose from Merian's arms. She knew that her mother, who was a lesser god, had a very accurate hunch. If the mother felt that Belém would soon be in danger, then it must have been true. In fact, fifteen days later they were indeed imprisoned by Sauron, and one by one they were tortured to death by him.

There was only one thing that puzzled Lucien. Merian says Belen needs her help, and she can't do anything. She doesn't have mana like her mother, she's just an ordinary elf princess. "You're Merian's daughter, Lucien. Her mother, as if she had caught a glimpse of her thoughts, suddenly said, "There is power in you, and you have not even discovered that power." Now only you can save Belen. Find a chance to escape Doriath. Belém needs you. But be sure to watch out for your own safety, I don't want to lose my daughter to save a human who has met in the water. ”

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After Merian left, Lucien lay in her bed all night, remembering what her mother had said to her. If she really had any power, why had she never found it?When Lucien judged that it was almost early in the morning, she got up from her bed again. She picked up a wooden comb in front of the mirror and patiently smoothed her long, thick black hair. She has good hair quality, but her hair gets messy every day when she gets up. She changed into a dark blue dress that she usually wears outside. She walked out of the room and outside.

Unlike the stone tunnel that twists and turns around in Nagos Lund, Minni Gos is a huge space under a grand vault. The vault was made of stones, and hundreds of stout trees grew vigorously from the earth, and in the heights they separated countless branches with tender green leaves, which gathered together to form the support of the vault. There are dozens of large gaps throughout the vault, where the branches of the giant trees have also been deliberately pruned off. The gaps were like the skylights of the Minni Kingdom, allowing the Grey Elves to see through them the bright stars in the sky. The houses of Minni Koz are hollows carved out of giant trees. Each giant tree resembles a tall tower, surrounded by spiraling staircases that lead to rooms on each floor. Singh and his relatives lived in one of the thickest and tallest trees in the middle of the city.

The roads of Minni Kokusi are carved out of wood and are built between giant trees, forming a bridge connecting them. Some of these roads are relatively wide and can be regarded as the main roads. The narrower roads are generally connected by the main road. And the land where the giant trees at the bottom took root has no roads, and no one walks there. Lucien descended the spiral staircase of the giant tree to a narrow path leading to the neighboring tree. She stepped barefoot on the icy pavement without a sound. Because it was still early, there were not too many people on the road.

Although she still didn't know what powers she hadn't discovered yet, the biggest problem now was how to get out of Doriath. She had left Dorias in two ways, one of which was to steal an elven cloak and sneak out of the gates of Minne. However, that is no longer possible. Ever since Belén was discovered by his father, Singgar has sent a patrol of the woods. Now, even if she manages to make it outside of Minne, she will be captured by patrolling rangers before reaching the border of Doriath. Then she was left with only a second option: seek Dailon's help.

Dai Long was one of the rangers sent by Singanga to patrol the forest. She might be able to get a dress in Dai Long's clothes, disguise herself as a forest ranger, and let Dai Long escape the woodland with her. But if that wasn't the only possibility, she really didn't want to go to Dyron for help. After all, thinking that he actually hit her at that time, and then denounced Belen to Singar, she didn't want to talk to him for the time being. And she wasn't sure if Dai Long wanted to help her, after all, she had been avoiding him before, and she wanted him to help when she looked for him, and she wanted to leave the woodland because she was going to save Belen.

In her thoughts, she had arrived at the door of Dai Long's residence. She hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door. The door opened, and Dai Long's handsome face looked at her with a flattered expression. "Why are you here, Princess?" he immediately opened the door and motioned for Lucien to enter. Once inside, he dragged out a wooden chair tucked under the table and invited Lucien to sit down. Lucien complied and took her seat.

"Princess Lucien, I've always wanted to apologize to you for what happened before. Dai Long stood in front of him, looking at her with a look of remorse, "I didn't know it would get to this point. I'm just afraid you're in danger. That human, he can't be trusted. ”

Hearing such slander, Lucien said coldly: "On the contrary, Belen can give me a sense of security more than you. She immediately changed her tone, as she remembered that she had come to ask for help from Daeron, "Don't talk about the past. Can you take me out one more time?"

"Do you want to go for a walk in the woods, as before?" asked Daeron if it weren't for the princess's next answer, and he almost thought that the princess wanted to forget about Belen once and for all and return to her old life.

Lucien shook her head: "This time, it's more special. I'm not just leaving Minni Gos, I want you to ...... Take me to the borders of the kingdom. ”

When Dai Long heard this, he had already guessed a few reasons. He suppressed the jealousy in his heart, turned around and said in a regretful tone: "Are you going to find Belen? This human is not worth your effort! You are so infatuated with him, how do you know that he must be to you too?" Hearing this, Lucien wanted to tell him that Belen was willing to take the Elven Diamond for her, and this kind of romance was something he would never be able to achieve. But Lucien could only resist the urge and remain silent. She puffed out her mouth in anger. At this time, Daeron just turned around and saw Lucien's cute expression. He lamented in his heart that such a beautiful girl had been defiled by a filthy and lowly human being. "Forget that human being, I can bring you happiness! You are to me the most beautiful melody in the world, the most beautiful words in the poet's mouth. Let me be with you for the rest of your life!" he squatted down in front of Lucian's knee and took Lucian's hands. She resisted the urge to shake off his hand, but blushed with shame at his sweet words.

Seeing the change in her countenance, and seeing that Lucien did not resist him, his heart throbbed. He put his arm around the back of Lucien's head, stroked her long, silky hair with his hand, and kissed her moist red lips. Lucien finally couldn't take it anymore and began to struggle, but they had already met. Lucien pushes his face away, and Daeron feels the disappointment of disappointed hopes, anger intertwined with possessive lust for Lucian. He pushed her against the wall, forcibly controlled her head, and kissed her. Lucien tried to push him away, but he had too much force. Her heart raced and she closed her lips tightly. At this time, Dai Long controlled her against the wall with one hand, and touched her with the other. Lucien felt the pain and slapped him in the face.

Daeron was awakened by her slap and stopped his indecent behavior. Lucien cried out with tears, "You madman!" and she nudged Daeron by the hand, "I won't trouble you again." He turned to leave.

With a helpless expression, Dai Long sat on the edge of the bed and bowed his head in contemplation. When Lucien opened the door, Daeron spoke, "Tomorrow I have to patrol the woods." When the time comes, come here and look for me before I go. A smile suddenly broke across Lucian's face. She ran up to Dai Long, kissed him on the cheek, and ran away with a red face.

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The next morning, Lucien woke up early. The thought of leaving Dorias for the first time and camping outside the kingdom made her heart tense. The thought of Belen's uncertain fate made her worry again. She went to the mirror to brush her hair, and as expected, her hair was messy again. Her heart was more messy than her hair at the moment, so she combed her hair very casually, picked a more convenient one from her skirt and put it on, and walked out the door.

Following the familiar path, she came to Dai Long's door. To her surprise, Singh was standing outside Dai Ron's door. Beside him stood two cloaked guards, as well as Dailon. Lucien immediately turned to run. "Arrest the princess!" Singh shouted in an angry tone. The soldier hurried to catch up. Because of her preference for being barefoot, Lucien fell to the ground in a hurry. Two soldiers helped her to her feet, then grabbed her by the arm. "You unpersuaded child. "There's nothing good about this human. If it hadn't been for Dai Long telling me that you asked him for help, I really didn't know you were going to escape the kingdom and find him!"

Lucien was taken aback and glared at Dyron with a look of resentment. Dai Long spoke, "I'm sorry, princess. I still deceived you. He bowed his head in repentance, but Lucien just wanted to go up and slap the crook who went back on his word, "Originally, I really wanted to help you." But after calming down and thinking about it, I believe that this is really for your good. ”

"You don't have to explain anything to her. "You're doing the right thing, Daron." The princess is a willful person, and she can't do everything she wants. He turned to the soldier and said, "Take her to the treehouse of Hilillon, and shut the princess up in it for reflection." As long as she doesn't recognize her mistakes for a day, don't let her go for a day!"

Two soldiers grabbed Lucien's arm and dragged her in the direction of the gate of Minni Kingdom. Lucien was helplessly dragged away by them because of her lack of strength. "I hate you!" Lucien's shout echoed in Daerlon's mind, tears glistening in her eyes. Daeron looked down guiltily, and when he looked up again, Lucien was gone.

After being dragged by the two guards for a while, Lucien knew that it was useless for her to struggle. So she told them to let her go. Followed by the soldiers, she came to the gate of Minni Guosi. Lucien looked up from the wooden bridge, the light casting through the treetops letting her know that the sun had now fully risen. "What is Cillion?" asked Lucien. Her father had said he was going to keep her there, but she had never heard of Silillon.

The soldier motioned for her to follow him. They came to the east bank of Esgarduin. Then the soldier said as he walked, "This is a beech tree that grows in the Rigian forest. Its name means 'Lady Tree'. It grows differently from ordinary zelkova trees, and is unusually thick. His Majesty had ordered craftsmen to build tree houses on trees, for in the days of eternal night, he and the queen often walked through the woods to watch the stars. Lucien sighed when she saw the soldier, and then she saw that the soldier was the kingdom's general, Mabulon, "But times are different. Now that Beleriand is in danger, and His Majesty has no intention of leaving Minne, Helillon is gradually abandoned. He turned to look at Lucian, "We'll tidy up the treehouse for you, and you'll be living in it for a while during this time." Don't think about running away anymore, we'll watch you under the treehouse. Behave better, and when His Majesty is angry, he will let you go back. ”

Lucien didn't bother to listen to his last words, but for now she did have to give up hope of escaping. As she walked, she saw in the distance the stout beech tree that Mabulon had spoken of. The tree was recognizable, with three trunks sticking out of the soil and coiling together to form the main body of Sililon. Although it is lower than the other trees, it is the thickest tree in the woodland. The princess saw that the branches on the top of Silillon were clinging to each other, neatly trimmed, forming a natural cradle-shaped space, covered with branches. Because no one had come to take care of it for so long, vines were now hanging from the branches, and the leaves covered the interior walls of the tree house. Beneath the treehouse was a dusty wooden ladder.

Mablon and another soldier went up to hold on to the wooden ladder, and Lucien cooperated as she climbed up step by step, carefully lying into the wide cradle of branches. She had feared that the branches would hurt her, but the leaves made her feel like she was lying on a soft bed. In the treehouse, she could stretch her hands and feet. "Princess, we've removed the ladder. "For the rest of the day, we'll be keeping watch underneath, calling me if there's anything." ”

Lucien did not answer his words. She looked inside the treehouse and saw a pile of books covered in dense foliage. Because the books were hidden under the leaves and were not covered with dust. She picked up a random copy and read it. She saw that it was Beleriander's atlas. She flipped through it, trying to remember places she had never been to herself. On the one hand, she would need this information if she had a chance to escape in the future, and on the other hand, it should be the only pastime she could spend time in the rest of her life in the library.

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Night falls in Taras Dil Neng. At the gate of Naguoslund, in the terraced fields, stood a man and a woman. The man was Gwendo, and the woman was Fenduirath. The spring breeze blows the malt in the fields, and the murmur of the Nalog River drowns out the sweet whispers of the lovers.

Fenduira had come to see Gwendo. They had been together for more than a month since Gwendo had last returned from the plains, and now it was Gwendo's Rangers guarding the vast expanse of Taras Dilnon. They were kissing under the moon in early spring, and Gwendo's rangers had already set off first. When the goodbye was over, he would catch up with them.

"I'm gone, princess. Gwendo said at this time. He stroked her hair, then turned away. Fenduiras watched him go away, his figure shrinking under the moon, and finally vanished. Another gust of spring breeze blew, and the hem of Fenduil's skirt fluttered in the wind. She wore only a thin silk dress, and the gust of wind made her feel a chill. She shuddered, and immediately returned to the gate of Nagoth Lund.

She walked down the main tunnel to the main hall, then found the tunnel where she lived and walked in. She saw herself passing by a door. She knew the door well, for she had stopped in front of it more than once. In this house lived the son of Fëanor, Celegon. She was fascinated by his handsome face, and in Gwendor's absence, she would often stop at the door, hesitating to knock on the door and go in and strike up a conversation with Kellergon. But she chose to dismiss herself because she already belonged to another man. Therefore, she would always put her ear to the door when no one was around, secretly listen to the sound inside, and then have infinite reverie in her heart.

It was late at night, and there was no one on the road, so she put her ear to the door and listened. She heard the sound of metal coming from inside the room, like grinding iron. At this moment, the image of Fenduirath's clothes appeared in her mind, and Celegong was sharpening his sword shirtless, his mighty muscles and long golden hair glistening in the flames of the fireplace. Thinking of this, she became excited, and her breathing became faster. She leaned on the door even more.

"Your Highness Princess, do you have something to do with my brother?" a voice interrupted her shameful fantasies, and Kurufen's sudden appearance startled her. She immediately turned her head away from the door and looked at Kurufen. "Nothing. I suddenly felt dizzy just now, and stood holding on to the door for a while. ”

Kurufen opened his mouth and said, "Is it a cold somewhere, princess?"

Fenduirath looked away. "Probably...... That's it, I guess. She stammered, wondering if Kurufen had doubted herself. She added, "I was blown by the wind for a while when I was sending Gwendo at the gate. That's probably how I got cold. In that case, I'll go back and rest first. With that, she turned and walked with broken steps.

"Do you need me to send you back?" asked Kurufen, alert. "No!" replied the princess at once. Soon Fenduiras disappeared into the depths of the tunnel.

Kurufen stared in the direction she was leaving for a moment, holding her head thoughtfully. He thought for a moment, then smiled sinisterly. He knocked on Kellergon's door, and was soon welcomed inside. Quite unlike what Fenduiras had imagined, Kellergun was dressed in a red cloth garment, all soaked with sweat. Kurufin saw a stool by the fireplace, on which was his sword, Angrist, and a whetstone.

"Sharpening your sword again?" Kurufen greeted. Kellegun gestured to him and sat him on a stool at a table. Then he sat down by the fireplace and began to sharpen his sword again. "This sword was given to me by the dwarves of the Blue Mountains, and I've always loved it. It's lightweight enough to hold with one hand, but the slash is just as powerful. As he spoke, he swung his sword a few times.

Kurufen spoke: "When I was at the door just now, I saw Fenduiras outside the door. Kurufen said solemnly, "I've seen it several times before." I think this woman's eyes are a little ambiguous when she looks at you. Maybe you might want to consider getting closer to her. Or just seduce her. ”

Kellegong stopped sharpening his sword, put the things in his hand on the fireplace, and leaned back in his chair to look at his brother, "You mean, you think she has thoughts about me?" Kellegong frowned, "But she and Gwendo are lovers." Although to be honest I do think she's beautiful, I can't do such a hurtful thing, right?"

"If it's just because of some so-called ambiguity, then you really don't need to think about it. Kurufen spoke coldly, as if he were talking about an innocuous matter, "But now I have a plan that requires you to do so." He looked up at Kellergon, "Now that Finrod is gone, his brother Orodris is alone in ruling the kingdom. This is a good opportunity for us to get Nagoth Lund. ”

Kellegun was getting impatient, he didn't like it when his brother talked about them. In his impression, Kurufen is still the boy who cries when he is bullied. Although that was a lot of years ago. The current Kurufen is like the one he remembers. Still, he asked perfunctorily, "What are you going to do?"

"Because of the previous incident of Finrod, the attitude of the people of the kingdom towards him has changed a little, so it is no longer possible to forcibly seize the throne now. My plan is for you to seduce Fenduiras into secretly and openly becoming lovers with you. In short, the ultimate goal is to replace Gwendo in her heart. As far as I know, it's not that hard. Then you will marry that woman and find an opportunity to get rid of Olodris, and then the reign of Nagothrond will rightfully fall into the hands of the sons of Fëanor. He spoke in a flat tone.

Keller Gong was horrified when he heard this. His younger brother is so unscrupulous, just to snatch the throne that does not belong to him. For the sake of his plan, he had to persecute at least three people. Gwendo would be betrayed, Fenduiras would be deceived by him, and Olodris would lose his life. "I don't want to do that. ”

Kurufen stood up, he stroked Kellegon's cheek, "Let your handsome face contribute to the family." He said, "Anyone other than the sons of Fëanor, their feelings do not need to be taken into account by you. If they prevent us from getting what we want, then they are our enemies. Will you sympathize with the enemy?" Kurufen touched his muscular chest muscles with his hand through his clothes, "whether it's your pretty face or your sturdy body, it's the perfect weapon." Let Fenduira pour it for you!"

Kellergun was not uncomfortable by Kurufen's actions, because such closeness as brothers was nothing. Kellegong pondered what his brother had just said. The choice between morality and family interests is too difficult. But this may be the case now, and kindness to others may be detrimental to oneself.

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The days on Hilillon passed slowly. It's only the third day of the treehouse. Every day Lucien was facing only the pile of books. She was not allowed to go under the tree, so the wooden ladder that had been erected on the tree was removed and placed horizontally on the ground. It was only when the waiter brought food from Minni Kingdom that the wooden ladder was put back in place for a short time. When the waiter left, the ladder was lowered again.

She couldn't think of any other way to spend her time than to read a book. And she was worried about Belen. Marblon, who was guarding under the tree, and the other soldier could chat with her, but Lucien didn't want to talk to them. She had never been familiar with Mabulon, and she felt that Mablon was a man of strength but little intelligence, and that she probably had no common language with him.

Daeron had visited her once yesterday, but Lucien closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, avoiding his visit. She didn't want to say a word to Dyron anymore. She didn't understand that Dai Long kept saying that he loved her, but he did so many things that hurt her. Lucien's idea was perhaps naïve, she didn't understand the complexity of emotions. Sometimes love forces people to do things that are reckless. But since Daeron has betrayed the princess again, he really doesn't deserve to be forgiven.

When Lucien woke up from her sleep, it was noon on the third day. She saw buttered bread on the edge of the treehouse. It looks like the waiter who delivered the meal had already arrived while she was asleep. She grabbed the bread and took a bite, a tear slipping from the corner of her eye. I don't know how Belen is doing now. When she knew that Belen might be in danger, she wanted to save him, but she didn't expect that she was now in prison.

After eating the bread, she wiped her mouth with her hand. Locked up in this place, she doesn't care about the etiquette of being a princess. She sniffed her body, which was stained with the smell of dirt and the stench of sweat. She wanted to go back to Minni Guosi to take a shower and go back to the comfortable bed. She lifted her sleeves and saw that her arms were covered with marks from sleeping on the leaves for a long time, and guessed that she had a lot of them. Since Mabulon and the others were down there, she was not very easy to take off her clothes to confirm.

She knew that unless she admitted her mistake, her father would not let her go. But she would never admit that she was wrong, because she didn't feel wrong in helping her loved one when he needed him.

She grabbed a strand of her own hair with her hand and looked at it. As usual, her hair was a mess. She smelled the smell of oil in her hair, so she stuck out her tongue with a bitter face. She resisted her inner resistance and straightened her hair with her hands. Compared to a comb, it is much more clumsy to use your hands. After a while, she noticed that her hair was getting messy. She was even more impatient, so she accidentally pulled off a thin hair. The pain of uprooting caused her to burst into tears. She shook the hair away in disgust.

The hair slowly fell in the air, but the moment it touched the edge of the Silillon treehouse, something wonderful happened. That hair suddenly thickened and lengthened and became a rope. The rope itself wrapped around the stout branch of Hilillon, and then hung at the other end. Mabulon, who was under the tree, saw the rope hanging down and took a step back.

"Where did you get the rope, Your Highness Princess?" said Mablon as she reached out and tugged at it. The top end of the rope was wrapped tightly.

Lucien was also taken aback when she saw the rope that suddenly appeared. But she suddenly felt that this was a good opportunity to escape. Without thinking too much, she immediately grabbed the rope and slid down. Seeing this, Mablon ducked backwards, lest the princess fall on top of him at once. Lucien was hanging from a branch to her sleeve as she slid down, and the sleeve was pulled off her shoulder.

Marblon came up to grab her, and Lucien struggled, panicking and putting her hand on Marblon's shoulder. At this time, Mabulon suddenly felt a wave of sleepiness hit her, and then she fell to the ground uncontrollably. Lucien and the other soldier both looked at the fallen Mabulon in panic, snoring heavily. Suddenly Lucien seemed to understand, maybe this is the power that Merian was talking about?Thinking of this, she smiled mischievously and looked at the other soldier, "I'm sorry!" she said as she put her hands on the soldier. He stepped back in fear, but Lucien's hands had already touched his face. The soldier also fell to the ground.

Lucien looked at her hands with joy, perhaps her own strong desire to inspire her latent magical powers. The reason why my hair turned into a rope just now may also be because of this. The ability was so practical that she felt her hope of seeing Belen rekindled. She turned to look at the two sleeping on the ground.

She crouched down and untied Mabulon's belt from which her weapon was hanging and wrapped it around her waist. Then she looked through the package on her belt, which contained a few Lambas. This is a real bonus. She went over to the other soldier and took Lambas from the package on his belt. Then she ran away at a brisk pace.

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Dai Long stood on his doorstep. He had gone to see Lucien the day before yesterday, but she was sleeping. So he didn't want to disturb her, so he came back. Yesterday he was sent to patrol the forest of Nildoris and had no chance to go again. He felt that he had to visit her again today. I don't know if she still hates herself in her heart, or has she figured out her hard work?

Suddenly, the road became noisy. He saw a crowd of people approaching Singar's hall. Dai Long didn't understand what was going on. The halls of Singh are only used when there is something important, when the inhabitants of Minni Kingdom gather. And this hasn't happened in a long time.

Confused, Dai Long followed the crowd over. Anyway, if you want to go to the gate, you have to pass by the hall of Singh, so it is better to go and see what is going on first. He made a few turns along the road, and the road gradually lowered to the level of the ground where the giant trees grew, leading into the hall. The hall is surrounded by a row of trees that are close together, with several large trees supporting the stone vaults in the middle. The bottom of the hall is the dirt floor.

At this time, there were already many people in the hall, and everyone was talking about what was going on. He saw Singar sitting on his throne, frowning. Meian was silent beside him. "My people, just now I learned a sad truth. Singh said slowly, "My daughter, Lucien, has fled from Doriath. She was bewitched by an alien human and abandoned the land where she grew up," the crowd was in an uproar.

Hearing this, Dai Long was as if he had been struck by lightning. He stared and stepped back, then quietly exited the hall. His steps staggered, and his mind went blank. His eyes were glazed, and the images of the past were vivid. Before he knew it, he came to the wooden bridge at the gate of Minni Guosi.

He burst out laughing. "Hahahaha...... My heart belongs to you, but your heart belongs to someone else. His voice choked and his smile froze on his face, "You ended up leaving." ”

Later people in the woods recalled seeing a man who looked like Daeron laughing and leaving Doriath. They didn't know where he had gone, but in the years that followed, no one saw him again.