[Zongmeiying] Wait, am I going to die?

Thranduil was not sleeping peacefully, something was disturbing him all the time, like, like some kind of unknown call——

The Elf King suddenly opened his eyes, the blue pupils were dazed for a moment due to sleepiness, and soon became clear and sharp.

Then he felt something strange.

The other half on the bed made him feel that something in his heart suddenly collapsed.

—Where is Elrond?

The King of the Jungle quickly lifted the covering fabric and got out of bed. There was no half-elf anywhere in the hotel room.A familiar anxiety suddenly rose in his heart, which made him step heavily back and forth on the expensive-looking carpet.

——How could he not be by his side?How can I get out of my sight?

There is a thin layer of mist and hazy morning light outside the window. It is only early morning, and the sun's rays have not completely descended on this land. The whole city is in the most sleepy moment, and it seems strangely silent.

Thranduil looked at his left hand—before he fell asleep, he was sure that he was still holding the half-elf's hand, but now the palm was empty, with nothing in it.

—Where is Elrond?

——He shouldn't have left himself!

——Because, because...

There was a surge of waves in his mind, and his thoughts were in a mess, only the faint voice of calling was left, which was distant and familiar, but it was not the elf in his heart!

—He's his, what?

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——Thranduil, you have become a sentinel now, you should find a guide.

One day, the white deer Palladia suddenly appeared beside him, making him a sentinel who didn't even have a soul body, and his five senses and physical strength after strengthening were even stronger than when he was an elf.

This weird way of awakening the sentinel shocked everyone, but the chief of the tribe still found him to talk to him according to the formal procedure, telling him what the sentinel and the guide should know.

At that time, based on the age of humans in that world, Thranduil was only 17 years old, just an adult.

Guides are essential to Sentinels and vice versa.There is only one sentinel guide who fits perfectly in his/her life. He/she can be a friend, a partner, a relative, or a lover—but what they have in common is that they will be each other's only spiritual support.

Once connected, they share all their secrets and emotions, all their joys and joys.

And if the awakened sentinel can't find the guide for a long time, it will be tortured by too strong perception, it may go berserk, and it can only be killed in the end.

When he returned to his tent, Elrond was still reading some ancient and difficult books as usual.After they had no shortage of food and clothing at all, most of the extra supplies were used to exchange these worn-out ancient books that Thranduil didn't even want to look at, and held dirty hands. Only occasionally, Thranduil would pick them up. Replace it with something shiny that you like.

"Are you leaving?" Elrond closed the book and put it aside, still with a familiar smile on his face, "What's the plan?"

Thranduil frowned, a rare look of bewilderment appeared in his blue eyes.

"what are you saying?"

"There are no single guides in our tribe, you should travel to find your own guide, shouldn't you?"

"We are not from here." Thranduil walked up to Elrond in two steps, looked down at the half-elf sitting on the blanket, with an unknown fire in his eyes, "You will not forget us There is still a battlefield to go to, right?!"

Imla Cui's master frowned and looked up at His Royal Highness Prince of the Giant Green Forest.

"I never forget."

In fact, he has been trying to find a way to go back in these ancient books without stopping for a moment.

"But Thranduil, if before you find that method, you go berserk because you don't have a guide..." Elrond paused for a moment, a shadow passed over his face, and finally swallowed the ominous words , blocking it between the mouthpiece, "That's just putting the cart before the horse."

"Your life is the most important thing right now," he said emphatically.

"And then?" Thranduil looked at Elrond and snorted coldly, "When I connect with others, when we find a way to go back, we will take him to fight against Sauron's dark army , or just let me stay here and you go back alone?"

There was an indescribable anger in his heart, and perhaps a little bit of grievance.

Because after hearing the patriarch's words, Thranduil's mind flashed that quiet face for the first time.

Every day when he came back from hunting, every morning and evening, every time he woke up and fell asleep, Elrond was always by his side. They were from four years old to 17 years old, for a full 13 years, and they were never separated.

This may not be a big deal to the elves, but they are now human bodies, and they have walked through almost one-sixth of the lives of the people in this world together.

And this Nuo Duo let himself go without caring now?

Elrond looked at Thranduil quietly, his gray eyes seemed to have seen through something, even earlier and more clearly than Thranduil had noticed.

"You know," he said suddenly, "just because you suddenly become a Sentinel doesn't mean I will suddenly become a Guide."

Elrond, like Thranduil before him, has no soul mates.

"And, given our similar experiences, maybe I will become a sentinel, and this possibility is also very high."

The black-haired young man stood up. Although he was shorter than Thranduil, not going out to hunt did not mean that he gave up his sword training. Apart from being relatively paler, his body was not inferior to any young people of the same age.

"I don't know what you're worried about." Thranduil drew Elrond in front of him, staring at the guy's eyes that are forever calm like a pool of deep springs, the prince of the giant green forest who hasn't experienced too much pain and haze The pride is like a fire in the sky, "I can deal with my own affairs. The five senses of elves are also much better than humans. When I awakened, I didn't have any irrational behavior. I can control myself."

After speaking, he opened the tent and left quickly.

So he didn't see, after he left, a white lion appeared in the tent, with golden eyes shining brightly.

—Have you not made up your mind yet?

Elrond smiled wryly.

"Sorry, I don't think I can be a Sentinel yet."

This half-elf, who had experienced the ups and downs of the world before becoming an adult, watched Thranduil's back as he went away.

He didn't dislike the elf prince's pride and self-confidence like a rising sun in spring, but he also knew a long time ago that sometimes, the world is the most ruthless and cannot be changed by external forces.

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Elrond jerked awake from his sleep.

--alpha?

The white lion stepped silently, his blue eyes fixed on Elrond.

—The Codex of Souls called Thranduil.

Palladia also walked to the other side of the bed, looking at his master worriedly with gray eyes.

——The spirit of the master has been invaded.

The power of the Soul Codex and the Sentinel Guide come from the same world, so it is not surprising that they will be linked by that link.

And relatively speaking, the spiritual defense of the Sentinel is not as strong as that of the guide. The broken connection between the two elves makes Thranduil more vulnerable to the Soul Codex.

The fact that Elrond's movement was so loud but failed to wake up Thranduil who was sleeping beside him was enough to show that he had fallen into the trap of weaving the soul code.

Elrond put his hands over Thranduil's eyes, trying to touch his spirit, but Alpha stopped him.

——The connection between you has been broken, you can’t go in to help him now, but will be dragged in together, and the broken gap will become the entrance for the power of the soul code to invade.

"I can't just watch, Alpha."

Of course Alpha knows he can't just watch, whether it's this time or that time in the past.

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Although Thranduil thought that he would not lose control, he was unwilling to accept even the general guide's auxiliary adjustments, and he finally managed to reach the critical value.

Elrond knew that he was unwilling to merge with other guides and assistants because he might accidentally reveal the secret in his heart, but the elf lord did not expect that His Highness the prince could be stubborn enough to hide it to this extent.

What is more frightening than madness is desensitization—the spirit or soul is forever immersed in one's own spiritual realm, no longer heeding the calls of the outside world, no longer being able to control one's own body, it seems to be dead even though it is alive So, forever can only wander in the deep darkness.

Thranduil faced such a sense of loss.

No matter how Elrond calls, he cannot directly touch his spirit.

In the end, Elrond could only turn to the white lion who showed his figure around him for help.

"Can you make me a guide?"

The white lion's golden eyes blinked, and a deep voice appeared in Elrond's mind.

——You are not from this world, you can forcefully transform.

"but?"

Elrond hadn't asked this question before, because he understood that everything that violated the rules must pay a certain price, or in other words, if he made a choice, he had to give up something.

He knew this truth very early on.

——But forced transformation has huge risks. Even if you transform, you may not be able to match and connect with his spirit.This kind of deep loss of consciousness cannot regain his spirit without relying on connection.

——And even if the connection is successful, your connection will be more fragile and unstable than the normal connection, and you don't know what problems will arise in the future.

"Change." Elrond held Thranduil's hand, his voice was filled with honest relief, "I have no time to think about the future."