Although Legolas didn't expect his father to wake up so soon, he could almost imagine what it would be like when he saw the note he left and found himself running away.He suddenly felt a little guilty, even regretful, but he also knew that he couldn't just turn around and turn back at this moment. He was still empty-handed and had nothing to gain.

Two days later the four elves arrived at the caves in the North.Eman took the map and studied it for a long time, but still looked confused. It seemed that he couldn't tell which cave his cousin found the gemstone at all. Finally, under the urging of the twins, he had to take a gamble and pick a cave at random. The entrance went in.

The deeper you go, the weaker the light in the cave. Although the sight of the elves will not be affected too much, the gradually thickening oppressive silence makes the elves slow down.

"Guess what's going on under the ground?" Peello asked in a sharp voice, besides excitement, he was more nervous and uneasy.

"What else can there be, gemstones," Eman replied disapprovingly, "There won't be any monsters that eat people, right? If there is a wild wolf, I'd rather kill another one."

Legolas couldn't help touching the bow and arrow on his back. If he could really kill one or two evil beasts, would his father show approval and pride while scolding him?How he longed for that kind of affirmation.

Eman, who was walking in front, suddenly cheered, interrupting his reverie.

"Look, there are really gems!" Eman ran to an underground undercurrent and picked up a sparkling ruby, "Look, look, how about it, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

He danced and cheered on the spot, and the twin brothers looked at him with envy and admiration, but Legolas caught a slight movement and turned his head to the side——

A pair of dim yellow eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness.

"Eman, be careful—"

Eman turned his head to look, but it was still too late. The huge monster rushed towards him and pinned him to the ground—before it was too late, the sharp teeth almost touched Eman's chest. At the neck, an arrow swished and shot the monster's eyes, penetrating deep into the throat—the monster whimpered in pain, and fell to the ground dying.

"Vala, what the hell is this?" Ayman, who was still in shock, crawled out from under the heavy body tremblingly.

"Is that the wolf you said, Ayman?" Panted Pearne.

"No, it's not a wild wolf." Legolas walked to the dying body with a bow, his eyes focused, "it's a wolf from afar, more dangerous, more terrifying, evil dark power..."

He suddenly couldn't continue, he was so decisive when he fired the arrow just now, but now he couldn't help trembling slightly.He had read about this evil creature in books, but actually saw...

Some ear-piercing noises suddenly came from deeper in the cave, causing the elves to stand up straight - it seems that this evil creature is not the only one deep underground.

"Run!" Legolas yelled, and led the charge the way he had come.

The cave, which was still quiet and depressing just now, was suddenly filled with all kinds of noises. The elves ran forward in a panic, turning back from time to time to check whether the deadly threat was behind them.Some shrill shouts weighed heavily on their hearts, harsh words they could not understand. It seemed that what appeared in the depths of the earth was not only the wargs, but also other evils that always accompanied the wargs. strength.

In the confusion, Legolas turned around and shot a few arrows, but he hurriedly turned back before he even had time to confirm whether he had hit the target.When the faint sunlight showed the way out, the elves were so happy, but the voice behind them sounded very close.

They had not tied up the horses before, so when the horses saw the worgs rushing out of the den with them, they jumped up in fright.

"Wait, wait we—" Eman shouted in despair.

They lost their horses and wanted to climb up the tree—but it was too late, five wolves quickly approached and surrounded them, and above the wolves were five particularly fierce and ugly half-orcs— They have always appeared in the heroic stories that the elves pursued in the past, but none of the stories told them whether the elves who did not know the heights of the sky and the earth could defeat these evil creatures.

"Four stinking elves," said one of the half-orcs in broken Common Tongue, "look like lost children. Let's take them home."

When the warg growled at them, the stench from the bloody mouth almost knocked them to the ground.In such a situation, Eman, who had been trembling all this time, suddenly smiled.

"We can finally compete, Your Royal Highness." He finished quickly, then drew out his dagger and rushed forward screaming.

At the beginning of the scuffle, Legolas was almost bitten by the rushing worgs several times, but as a green leaf burglar with special talent since he was a child, he avoided it deftly—Ada, I'm sorry, Ada, it's me Too willful... He said silently in his heart, but gritted his teeth to hold back the tears that were about to fall, and tried to focus on the battle in front of him.Gradually, he also began to panic. He was indeed able to dodge those fatal attacks sensitively, but he could no longer distract himself from attacking while dodging.Legolas, you idiot, Ada is right, you don't understand anything at all, you don't know anything, and you think you're a good little warrior?

On the other side, the twins worked together to kill a wolf, and the swords in their hands sank deeply into the mouth of the wolf, and they couldn't pull it out for a while, but the orc who fell from the wolf raised his sword and slashed at the wolf. them--

Legolas pulled out the sword in his waist in time, flew over and stabbed fiercely at the half-orc's thigh, and while the half-orc was frightened, he quickly pulled out and stabbed a second time——

"Legolas, be careful—"

Peaen rushed behind him——when the screams sounded, Legolas' heart seemed to have been severely dug out. He turned his head quickly, and blood spattered on his head and face, and everything was bright in an instant. off.

The gigantic warg had almost bitten most of Paearn's body.Legolas was so close to them, staring blankly at the place where he should have been in the pool of blood.The warm blood wrapped him, tortured him, bit him, making him almost forget everything.

Legolas did not hear the violent hooves of the horses, the whizzing of sharp arrows, or the screams of the goblins—the warg who was hit by the arrow let go of Paeon, and the torn beast The cracked body fell heavily to the ground, so shocking that Legolas himself couldn't stand still, and fell to his knees in a pool of blood.

The blowing of the wind brought a burst of familiar breath, almost in the next second a pair of strong arms hugged him, a warm and firm embrace pulled him back from the nightmare.Smelling the familiar breath and feeling the familiar heartbeat, the elf who had been stunned before suddenly trembled violently, and opened and closed his pale lips several times before finally crying loudly.

"It's okay, Legolas, it's okay, son," Thranduil hugged his son tightly, letting the blood stain his body, "Ada is here."

The two half-orcs who escaped the rain of arrows were tied up by the elf guards for interrogation, and the most important thing in front of them was the injured elf - Fino hurriedly bandaged the seriously injured Pearne.

Peello cried and crawled to his brother's side, but Fino raised a hand to stop him from touching the body that seemed likely to shatter at any moment.

"He... will he die?" A faint voice came from Thranduil's arms, with heartbreaking pain.

"No, son," Thranduil hugged Legolas in his arms and stood up firmly, "We will definitely save him, I promise you. Now Ada will take you home."

He put his son lightly on the horse's back, then jumped up himself, hugged the shivering weak body tightly, and galloped away.

Along the way, Thranduil was about to go crazy, and when he saw the wolf biting Paeon and splashing his son with blood, his heart ached to the extreme, and he jumped off the horse staggeringly, ignoring He ran forward with everything - at that moment he was no longer a majestic king, no longer a brave warrior, he was just a father, a father who was afraid of losing his children, he even forgot to draw his sword, and Fino was behind him in time The arrows fired cleared the obstacles on both sides.

Thranduil thought, if the warg hadn't been hit by the arrow, he would probably rush towards the monster crazily and fight in the most primitive, simple and brutal way. All the rage and pain would drive him to grow With fangs and claws, he tore open the monster that hurt and threatened his son.

Finally, when he found out that Legolas was not injured, the pain in his heart didn't lessen by half, but intensified instead.What he was most worried about finally happened... He has always loved and protected him. Legolas is his most precious child, a pure and evergreen leaf that is not stained by any mortal dust, and the unswerving hope that dispels darkness and brings hope. Mie Xingguang, he shouldn't have been hurt in the slightest... Now that he is lying in his arms, although he is not injured, he is not intact. The pain, sadness, self-blame, and shame are revealed in those tear-filled eyes. , Doubt, and confusion tormented himself, and bit his heart as a father.

They rushed all the way back to the palace, and stopped several times, all in order to find local herbs to relieve Paien's pain, and temporarily stabilize his disintegrating soul in his body.There are also physicians in the forest patrol team stationed in the northern fortress, but they can only play an auxiliary role. Only the imperial physicians and rare medicines in the palace can cure Paian, so almost no one has really rested, and stayed for a short time. Afterwards, it was a more tiring journey.

This kind of scene is so familiar... Thranduil thought of it when he saw the blood on Legolas's body gradually drying, and large chunks of dark red marks stuck his skin and clothes tightly together.Because he has been holding his son tightly, blood has also stuck their clothes and hair to each other, and every slight movement of the small body in his arms pulls his heart.It was only a short two-day journey, and Legolas seemed to have lost a lot of weight. During the journey, he barely ate or drank, and fell asleep tiredly on his father's chest, but was always awakened by nightmares.

When they finally returned to the palace, Thranduil, as the king, ignored everyone's eyes for the first time, hugged Legolas and led everyone to send Peain to the medical room—he was busy as a doctor for a long time, When it was finally announced that the elf was out of danger, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But the sad look in his son's eyes still made him feel distressed.

Galian was startled when he saw the king and prince covered in dark red blood, but Thranduil just calmly ordered him to prepare hot water and food.

When tearing off the scabbed clothes, Legolas just frowned and said nothing.The slight sound of peeling off the immature skin hit Thranduil's heart again and again.Having personally experienced such scabs all over his body, he knew how painful it would be, and this pain was far beyond the physical body.

"Ada..." When Thranduil was dipping his hands into the hot water in the bath to comb the elf's messy blond hair, the son who had been silent all this time suddenly said timidly, making his hands tremble slightly.

The most beautiful words in the world, the most beautiful voice in the world, but while the blood melted, it grabbed Thranduil's heart and let new blood drip from it.

"I'm sorry, Ada...Are you angry?" The mist of hot water climbed up to those brimming blue eyes, condensing into teardrops.

Thranduil just hugged his son lightly, without saying anything.

"I'm sorry, Ada, I'm too self-willed... I'm too self-righteous, I always thought that I had grown up, I thought I had enough ability to prove myself, but I almost killed my friend... I'm sorry, Ada, I'm sorry, please forgive me……"

"Silly boy, as long as you come home safely," Thranduil comforted his son softly, "Ada won't blame you...don't blame yourself, and don't doubt yourself, Legolas, your future is still a long way off. It's been a long time, don't let these emotions get to you, you've done a great job, you're definitely a good son for Ada. Stop crying, okay?"

"Ada..." Legolas raised his head to look at his father, with a faint trace of blood still remaining on his face, "Is the dark monster that killed Nana equally terrifying?"

Thranduil felt a pain in his heart. His son, his favorite son, kept silent under the panic and self-blame, so it was because of this.No wonder he was so scared, no wonder he was so sad, when his friend's blood was splashed all over him, he couldn't help thinking of more.

Those dark monsters are much more terrifying, Thranduil sighed in his heart, those darkness that crazily plundered the light, those shadows that swallowed all hope, completely took away his wife, Legolas' mother, he was not even sure where Under the influence of the most terrifying dark force, can the wife's soul rest in peace? Maybe she will be imprisoned in the darkest depths of Middle-earth forever, maybe she will wander alone outside Arda, maybe they will never have weight again chance to see you.

Thranduil cupped his son's cheeks with both hands, and kissed his son's forehead lightly—I really hope this kiss can take away all his pain.

"Those dark monsters are much more terrifying," Thranduil said after pondering for a moment, "so you can't doubt your own ability, Legolas, your mother is still in the face of such terrifying dark forces. Courageous and steadfast, you are her son and should be like her."

"Nana... isn't she scared?"

"Of course she will be afraid, my child, but people are more brave because of fear, so you don't have to be ashamed of your fear, dare to admit that you face the fear in your heart, and you can become a real brave."

Thrandil paused, then reached out and tapped the tip of the elf's nose lightly: "Besides, this will fulfill your wish, right, little mischievous troublemaker? Blood makes people grow," he said in his nose. He hummed lightly, "This is probably what your good teacher Fino meant."

Legolas thought quietly for a while, and when he spoke again, his voice was no longer so timid and sad: "Ada, are you really not angry?"

Thranduil couldn't help laughing, and gently grabbed the tip of the elf's nose: "Of course Ada was angry, but being angry with you is nothing more than torture and punishment for myself. Do you understand, little green leaf?"

"I see, Ada." The gleam in Legolas' eyes came back again, "I promise I will take good care of myself, and I won't worry you about getting hurt easily."

"And don't you sneak away anymore?"

"Never." Legolas threw his arms around his father's neck and said with a smile.After being quiet for a while, he leaned closer to his father's ear and whispered, "Ada...I still like this name better, I want to use this name all the time—when it's just the two of us, okay, Ada?"

This silly boy... Thranduil said softly, "Of course, little green leaf."

"Ada, Ada," said the elf, shaking his father's shoulder, "will you sing that song for me again?"

Thranduil gently stroked his son's blond hair, which had been washed away from the dirt. It was more important to him to see his son's smile again, but——

"Of course," Thranduil smiled, "but before that, the Green Leaf Prince has to accept the punishment he deserved for this reckless act."

Legolas blinked his big innocent and confused eyes—the next second he was hugged by his father, he only felt himself floating in mid-air for a while, and then fell into the middle of the bath, splashing From the pond full of water flowers.

"Ada!" The elf choked on two mouthfuls of water, coughing and protesting.

Thranduil walked to the edge of the bath and squatted down, and met the pouting face with a majesty that could not be resisted.

"If you want to listen to the song, wash off your blood," Thranduil smiled menacingly, "unless you want Ada to do it yourself."

The little elf looked terrified at first, but then showed a sly smile.

"Ada, have you forgotten that I'm a green leaf burglar?" He made a face at his father, "You can't catch me."

After speaking, he completely immersed himself in the wide bath, and quickly swam to the side.

Thranduil was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed heartily, his eyes filled with infinite tenderness and doting.

It would be great if his little green leaf could be like this forever.

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