HP - the time the ring is still

The frown showed that he was not in a good mood now, but this did not affect his desire to know more information from Kleist. Kleist also knew the interest and stopped asking, and told about the war and misfortune of nearly a thousand years. them.

"Where did you go crazy all this time?" Thranduil hadn't seen Kleist for a while, since he took over the kingdom, he became busier, and Kleist was always restless so that Thranduil didn't even know what she was doing.

Kleist saw Thranduil trotting forward to hug him, then tiptoed to kiss the corner of his mouth, and asked with a bright smile: "Where are father and mother? The sun is so sunny today, are they in the garden?" "

"Well, there, but it looks like something good has happened!" Thranduil raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help laughing at the happy Kleist. His little girl hadn't been this happy for a long time.

Kleist shook a stack of letters in his hand, smiled smugly: "A rare good thing." He ran away quickly after saying that.

"Father, mother..." the Kleist people began to shout before they arrived.

"Claire is back, so anxious, it seems that something has happened!" Wen Ruier said to her husband with a smile.Since Orifel came back from injury, she has simply put down most of her affairs and stayed with Orifel attentively. She will also take some healing methods, which can relieve her husband's pain to some extent.

Most of the time, Orifel was listening. Although his wound healed under the wizard's medicine, the residual pain could not disappear. Even after so long, he still couldn't get up. It was torture, but seeing the expectant eyes of his wife and children, he persisted in enduring it.Over the years, he has gradually become silent, and even spent most of the time in sleep.

"Father, mother, are you all right?" Kleist saluted and walked to the side of the two, changed into a low stool and sat between Wenriel and Orifel, followed by Thranduil Then he sat neatly not far from his mother.

Wen Ruier said with a smile: "We are fine, how about you? Looks very happy, is there something good?"

"Yes!" Kleist took out a stack of letters and handed them to his mother and said, "Do you still remember the arrow I showed you? I got in touch with the elves there, and you would never have guessed what I found , father," Kleist approached Orifel and continued: "The elf king there is called Mantis, the one who wields the silver sword. He wrote to you!"

"Really?" Orifel, who was still listening with a smile, suddenly became excited. His eyes lit up, and his smile gradually increased. He said to his wife, "Hurry up and give me his letter!" He was so urgent For him, Mantis is the closest relative of his own blood. They grew up together, but they were separated in the war.

"Don't worry," Wen Ruier unwrapped a stack of letters first, then picked up the top letter and opened it, before handing it to her husband.

While the Orifel couple were reading the letter, Kleist whispered what she knew to Thranduil.

"Did you know? The elves there are really capable of giving birth, and each family has several children. Lord Mantis has six sons!"

"So much?" Thranduil also expressed surprise.

"His wife is from the Noldor tribe. Is it true that all the Noldor tribes can have children? You can see that Feinor and the others in the past had many children. On the contrary, most of the Sindar tribe are only children!"

Thranduil is not willing anymore, can this child still be involved in racial issues?He retorted: "It has nothing to do with that, what are you doing with so many, it will only cause trouble, and we Sindar tribes are worth a few of them."

After thinking for a moment, Kleist nodded and said: "In terms of quantity, my father is indeed a big loser to Lord Mantis, but in terms of quality, you can definitely pick six out of six. His sons are not bad except for the eldest. It's all so out of the way, especially the little one..." Kleist began to think about it, until now, she is still very annoyed at Harlenwirt who made her lose face, and she is ready to seek revenge.

Orifel put down the letter, looked at Kleist who was whispering to Thranduil not far away, smiled unconsciously, held his wife's hand and said: "This is the best letter I've heard in a while. I heard the news, you made the best choice, that child is really different, isn't it?"

"What I hope is that our family is happy. Even after we leave, they will not be lonely when they are with each other. They are all children who value affection. There is still a long way to go in the future, and they need to support each other to go on. "

"Sorry, if you wanted to..."

"No, the children have grown up. This is their time. We have never been separated for so many years, and I don't think we will be in the future." Wen Ruier looked at her children and the scenery not far away, Spring has come, and she said with a gentle smile: "Besides, I haven't seen Melian for many years, and those tribesmen, since Xidu is the final return of all elves, then we will meet again, we will meet again at There, at least the children will have a new foothold when they come back.” She never seemed to have thought about whether Kleist could go to the West Blessed Land, in her opinion, since Kleist can travel freely between the two world, then she has already been recognized.

Orifel: "Then we're going to start preparing!" It's not long before the voyage begins.

"Where's Kleist?" Hallenwitt walked among the wizards. He hasn't seen Kleist recently, but other wizards are running around in the mountain kingdom.Although Kleist is not very friendly to him, her swordsmanship is really powerful, but she only teaches her elder brother, and he also hopes to learn from Kleist.

Peter Peruni said with a smile: "She probably went back, maybe she will come back later!"

Lily Evans: "What are you doing?"

"No, just ask!" Hallenwirt immediately shook his head in denial.

"Lan Rui Saber. I'm in White Castle now. I want to ask you, the elf's ship is about to set sail. Do you want to see him off?"

Lanrisa Bullstrode, who was still attending the small gathering of elves in the mountain kingdom, immediately put down her wine glass after receiving Kleist's contact message and replied, "We'll be back right away." Smiling apologetically, he retreated to a quiet corner to inform the other companions. Almost at the same time, all the young wizards quickly left the mountain kingdom.

"Father, they left suddenly!"

Facing the eldest son's doubts, Mantis said casually: "They may have something to do, you can stay curious about them, but we also need to keep a proper distance."

"why?"

"Kleist and the others talked a lot about Middle Earth, but they didn't mention themselves. I don't know what role they play on the battlefield, but wizards are both good and evil."

"Yes, I see!" Before leaving, Addis hesitated and asked, "Is mother better?"

Mantis paused for a moment and said, "She'll be fine."

At this time, most of the elves in Middle-earth gathered in the Gray Harbor. Since yesterday, the port has been busy. The elves delivered supplies needed for sailing to the white sailboats docked at the port, and the two ships belonging to the Sindar tribe had long been Kleist is already making preparations.

The time for the voyage was just around the corner, and Kleist handed the basket in his hand to his mother, "There are some useful things in it, the voyage is boring and long, and father also needs to pay special attention." Kleist looked at Wen Ruier, trying to make herself not uncomfortable, she stepped forward to hug Wen Ruier, and acted like a baby in her arms for the last time, "Mother, I will miss you!"

Wen Ruier stroked Kleist's cheek, then looked at Thranduil beside him, and said with a gratified smile, "You must take care of yourselves."

"I will." Kleist choked up a little, she knew that maybe they would never meet again after this parting.

When the drums and horns sounded, Wen Ruier let go of the children's hands, turned and walked towards the boat, Kleist leaned on Thranduil's arm, waved his arms, and said goodbye to his parents and clansmen for the last time. There were those young wizards, and they were here to send off their friends, and it was hard for all of them, and no one liked to be separated.

Thrandilfer went to Kleist's tears and kissed her forehead, "At least I'm still here, and I'll always be here."

Kleist pulled the corners of his mouth hard, buried his head in Thranduil's embrace, and took a last look at the sailing ship going away, then replied in a low voice: "I know."

With the end of the war and the departure of relatives, so far, the second era is completely over, and the third era, which belongs to the coexistence of humans and elves, begins.

In the blink of an eye, it was sunny June, and the students of the first Estelle School of Magic were about to graduate.Different from their previous graduation from the magic schools in their respective countries, this time they will take the recommendation letter from the main subject teacher to engage in the jobs they want, and will start their lives in the society after their minds become more mature.

At this time, Kleist is writing hard in her own small flower hall behind the Rock Mountain Hall in the Woodland Kingdom. She is about to graduate soon, and her graduation thesis has not yet been completed, especially when her supervisor is a psychologically gloomy Slytherins need to be treated with extreme caution.

As the future head of the magic world, she must also give a satisfactory answer to the public.She doesn't want to be said to have graduated through the back door. After all, they run the school, and the principal and teachers are their own people. If she doesn't show some grades, she really can't