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The man touched the jade in his pocket, and soon there was a gloomy voice, "My servant, in view of your previous reckless behavior, I just want to hear useful information, don't touch my bottom line, your little life It doesn't matter to me."

Master, your humble servant has learned that the Elf King has left the Woodland Kingdom without his guards. He is rushing to Rivendell with his little cub. The little guy was stabbed by a mutant spider in the forest. The Elf King It should be to find that half-elf to heal his son.

"Haha, stupid elf king, I will let you meet my new toy, you will definitely enjoy it." The gloomy voice roared, "You continue to do your internal work well, and report any situation in time, I don't need people who are useless."

The male elf clenched his fists tightly. He knew that the owner of the voice could not see his expression. The connection between them was only through jade as a medium to convey orders through voice. The demon king did this to avoid being detected by the elf king, and his aura was hidden. in their own territory.The male elf tentatively asked the Demon King about her, "Master, can you tell me where is this humble servant?"

You don't need to know so much, I have already sent the faceless man to deal with it.

You mean the man with thousands of faces?I can too!

Shut up, in some ways, he is more suitable for this task, you are too ostentatious to stay in the same place for a long time, the faceless man can become anyone, and it is not easy to be exposed.Don't think that I don't know what you want to do. If you didn't kill those elves, where would all this shit come from?That's all for today, I don't want to hear from you again.

The communication was interrupted, and the male elf grinned. In front of the devil, he was a humble servant. Here, he is his own master. "Want to escape? It's not that easy. No matter where you go, you will be found. You can only belong to me." Human."

Thranduil put his arms around the young son with one hand, and grasped the reins tightly with the other. Although the elf was stabbed, the wound was not deep. This was due to the dexterity of the elf. Humans might not be so lucky.Those sporadic abrasions were already healing themselves, but the wound on the waist didn't heal, and there were signs that the spider's venom was spreading.

Subconsciously hugging the young son in his arms, he looked at the frown on the elf's immature face. Legolas had never experienced the baptism of blood, except for that kidnapping, when he was still young, just a baby baby, remembering nothing.Now he has learned how to be mischievous, doesn't listen to persuasion, doesn't care about the consequences, and even calls himself a jungle bully.

The Elf King felt that his child shouldn't be like this, at least he didn't teach him that, "Teach?" He loosened the rein he was holding tightly, and the mount slowed down accordingly, looking at the blue sky, lost in thought , "I have been busy rebuilding the kingdom, indulging in the memories of the past, never told him a bedtime story, never had a good chat with him, never even smiled at him, the concept of me as a father in his memory It must be blurry, right?"

The first time Legolas called Ada, it was not his own father who was called. The elf also knew who his real father was from that day on, because he couldn't feel any warmth when he met the other's indifferent eyes.

Maybe this time just happened to be an opportunity?

When Thranduil was about to kiss his young son's forehead, he heard footsteps. A thin human being was holding a huge axe. What was puzzling was that this human being was not strong, his eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to be wielding the giant axe. It's as easy as holding a tree branch.The young son in his arms struggled, and Thranduil attached his palm to the wound of the young son. With the influx of warmth, Legolas stopped struggling and fell asleep peacefully.He knew it was only temporary, all he did was delay the spread of the venom.

At this moment, he was more worried about the stranger in front of him, did he want to attack?Experience tells him that if there is a fight, he will win without any suspense, but he is only worried about affecting his youngest son.After looking around, he found a large gap between the boulder and the ground. He put the young son into the gap and chanted a spell to eliminate the young son's breath.

As expected, the human was not alone, his companions appeared one after another, and they rushed towards the blond elf king. The human's ax did not hurt Thranduil at all, and every attack was avoided by him deftly. On the contrary, His enemies were covered in bloodstains.In his eyes, human beings are different from dirty and ugly half-orcs. In the Battle of the Last Alliance, they are allies. There is no need to kill them all. If possible, he will try to avoid their casualties.

These human beings didn't seem to feel pain, and they still had inexhaustible strength. As the number of attacks increased, they became more manic, and the blond elf king seemed to be their enemy.

When the battle was in turmoil, the cries of the elves attracted the attention of humans, and the humans slowly approached the elves.Thranduil flew to the hiding place of the youngest son. Facing such a critical moment, he quickly approached the enemy's side and slashed with his sword. Then he moved to the next target and continued the same action. The oncoming human One fell to the ground, a bit hard, but not fatal.The Elf King skillfully injected life force into the young son. He didn't expect these human beings to stand up again, just like a manipulative string doll.He thought they would attack again, but what surprised him was that those human beings started killing each other, and the ground was full of stumps. The Elf King would never let his young children see this. He summoned his mount, One jumped up and continued to rush to the destination.

"The stability of these wastes is too poor, and they will lose control after just a few strokes." The demon king watched the whole process through the eyes of the familiar, and he needed more humans to complete his experiment.Because among the many experimental subjects, only humans have the highest degree of integration with other races.

"Mylord, King Thranduil is here with the injured little prince." Lin Gu's butler reported to the black-haired lord in a panic.

"Since the last Alliance War, he has cut off all contact with other elves, and now what is he doing in Rivendell?" Elrond gracefully stood up to welcome the unexpected visitor.

"Elrond", the black-haired lord whose name was mentioned stood in place, and Thranduil appeared in front of him holding Legolas in his arms. Obviously, his old friend did not treat himself as an outsider at all Look at it, think of Rivendell as the back garden of your own home.What surprised him was that his old friend didn't tease his poor hairline, but looked at his young son intently. The black-haired lord saw anxiety and warmth in his eyes, "Okay, little guy's I will heal his wounds, but you, why did you come all the way? I don’t believe you are just for Legolas, there is no shortage of good doctors in your kingdom.” The Elf King handed the youngest son to Lindir, the chief executive of Forest Valley. And told Elrond everything about the past few days, "Are you crazy, Thranduil? You just hid in the dark and watched your children fight poisonous spiders! You are not afraid of Legolas Killed by those disgusting things?"

"My son is not as vulnerable as you think. If that's the case, then he is not worthy of being my son." After venting his anger, he became a little helpless, "He is always so naughty, and he doesn't listen to persuasion. I want him to be a well-behaved boy. He just needs to grow up healthy under my wing, and I don't want him to be in danger."

Thranduil, I know you love this child, but your tenderness has long been buried in the past, now you are just a majestic king, please listen to me, "He will always be your child, don't be too strict with him Harsh, he needs your love and care."

But you and I both know that the darkness of Middle-earth still exists, and one day he will come into contact with it, and spoiling him will kill him, even if he hates me, I will train him to be an excellent warrior and king.

Elrond knew that what he said was not unreasonable, so he didn't say anything more. Regarding those humans, he did not add: "Thranduil, I believe that the humans you met were called berserkers. Human beings have been disappearing recently, and their bodies were also found in the wilderness not long after. According to rumors, they were taken away by Sauron's men and used as experimental subjects. As you can see, they There will be no pain, and killing is their only way of thinking. When the critical point is reached, they lose control and kill each other." Both of them are elves who have gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes, and they know that the devil transforms humans into berserkers , not only to strengthen their own team, but also to take advantage of the good nature of the elves, so that the elves will not kill their former allies.He suggested that his old friend rest first, and he would treat Legolas himself. After days of running around, the Elf King was indeed a little tired, so he was led by his attendants to the guest room to rest.

Elrond extracted the spider's venom from Legolas' wound, refined it into an antidote, and applied it on the little prince's wound. Rest more to recover.

That afternoon, Lothlorian's men and horses came to the forest valley in a mighty manner. The visitor was the distinguished Lady Galadriel. Elrond respectfully greeted his mother-in-law, "Madam, why are you here?"

The female elf smiled slightly, "Is King Thranduil with you? I'm here for Legolas."

Elrond stroked his forehead and smiled awkwardly, "Today is really lively, everyone is here..."

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