A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Chapter 382 Thranduil
Go into the underground palace.

Seymour finally met Thranduil, the elf king of the northern dark forest.

He was wearing a luxurious silver-patterned robe, sitting on an oak and satin throne, with a crown made of thorns and red leaves on his head, his hair was light platinum, and his face was extremely handsome, with a majestic and calm expression.

Seymour looked at Thranduil on the throne curiously, and secretly compared him with Her Majesty the Queen of Alfheim, but in the end he was a little discouraged and found that apart from Her Majesty's complete victory in terms of strength, the others Whether it is temperament or posture, Thranduil seems to be slightly better.

When Seymour looked at Thranduil, Thranduil was also observing Seymour silently.

He already knew what happened in the dense forest from the captain of the guard, Tauriel, so he was very curious about this elf who appeared inexplicably, especially his racial identity.

According to Tauriel, this elf claims to be more than 100 years old, but his appearance is still that of an underage elf. Thranduil has lived for thousands of years, but he has never seen such a long-term child. elf.

Although most of the subjects of the Woodland Kingdom are Silvan elves, Thranduil, who is the king of elves, is a real Sindar elf, a high elf, so Thranduil is very sure that there is no such thing as an elf in Middle-earth. An elf like Seymour.

Unless he's a direct descendant of some Maia-Elf union...

Thranduil was thinking a lot, but his face was still calm and majestic.

Five minutes later, the expression on Thranduil's face became a little uneasy.

The young elf on the opposite side obviously didn't know what etiquette was. He stared straight at himself, neither speaking nor being polite, and just stood there dryly.

In desperation, Thranduil had no choice but to speak loudly.

"Young elf, why do you want to see me?"

I'm coming!Finally down to business!

Seymour hastily considered his language. Of course, he is not unaware of etiquette. He just doesn't know whether the etiquette of elves in Alfheim is the same as that of this world.

So Seymour simply refused to salute, and honestly acted out the false identity he had conceived before.

So he straightened his face and looked at Thranduil solemnly.

"Your Majesty the Elven King, my name is Seymour Salomanda, and I am here this time as sent by my teacher to complete my trial mission in the Dark Forest."

Thranduil tapped on the armrest of the throne thoughtfully.

"So you want to ask for my help?"

"On the contrary, I want to help you."

"……Oh?"

There was a hint of interest on Thranduil's face.

Seymour smiled and said, "My teacher has always been friendly with the elves, so after hearing that the greedy dwarves seized your white diamond necklace, he decided to send me to Mirkwood to see if you need any help."

Hearing these words, Thranduil's expression suddenly changed.

"What do you mean?"

"That's what you mean in your heart." Seymour smiled slightly, "If you are willing, taking back the white diamond necklace for you is the trial task of my trip."

"What if I don't want to?"

Thranduil frowned and stared at Seymour.

Seymour sighed: "Then I can only go back and ask the teacher to give me another trial task."

"..."

Thranduil's expression kept changing.

He had some suspicions that Seymour's purpose was not pure, but when he thought of his dead wife and the white diamond necklace sealed in Erebor, Thranduil felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

must be brought back...

Thinking of this, Thranduil's complexion gradually became firm.

In order to get back the white diamond necklace, he even dared to swing his sword at the dragon Smaug, so how could he not believe in an elf boy who appeared out of nowhere?

Thranduil took a deep look at Seymour.

"Can you tell me, who is your teacher?"

"Well, I can only tell you that his name is Lin Yi who walks in Middle-earth."

"...Lin Yi."

Thranduil frowned, and began to search for the name in his long memory.

If it was before, Seymour would definitely laugh in his heart, because he knew that Thranduil must have never heard of the master's name, but now, Seymour couldn't laugh at all.

Because he noticed the melancholy and sadness in Thranduil's eyes...

Seymour had never seen such real grief.

That necklace must be very important to him!
Seymour thought so.

At this time, Thranduil stood up on the throne, and bowed towards Seymour as if he had made a decision.

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of the name Lin Yi, but I'm happy to accept the kindness of you and your teacher. Tomorrow, I will hold a military meeting to discuss recapturing the white diamond necklace. I hope you can come to participate."

As he said that, Thrandil paused: "But..."

Seymour looked puzzled: "But what?"

Thranduil shook his head and said, "The specific things may be different from what you imagined. I hope you can make mental preparations in advance."

Before Seymodo could think about it, Thranduil looked outside the hall and shouted.

"Legolas!"

A vigorous figure walked in. He held a longbow in his hand and carried a quiver on his back. He had platinum-blond hair and sea-blue eyes. His handsome appearance was somewhat similar to that of Thranduil in front of the throne.

Is it father and son?

Seymour thought to himself.

The elf named Legolas saluted and looked at Thranduil with a complicated expression.

Thranduil turned his hands behind his back and said calmly.

"Legolas, this Lord Seymour is a distinguished guest of our Woodland Kingdom, you take Lord Seymour to his room first, and then inform the generals that a military meeting will be held tomorrow... Remember, everyone must Notified!"

"I understand."

Legolas sighed, then looked at Seymour and nodded.

"Let's go."

"Oh."

Seymour quickly followed Legolas.

After walking out of the hall, Seymour followed Legolas while looking around at the surrounding scenery.

This is an underground palace transformed from a cave. The space in the palace is huge, and the building is also extremely magnificent. Various stalactites are polished into stone pillars and stone bridges with exquisite patterns, connecting every place in the cave. .

Although the craftsmanship of the underground palace can be regarded as uncanny workmanship, but the surrounding environment...

Seymour couldn't help asking suspiciously: "Your Highness, don't you feel uncomfortable living in this kind of place?"

"Of course it hurts."

Legolas glanced at Seymour, but did not comment on his words, Your Highness.

Hearing this sentence, Seymour was even more puzzled.

"Then why do you still live here?"

"Don't you know?"

"..." Seymour shook his head.

"It seems that you really don't know." Legolas nodded and said as he walked, "Actually, it was not called the Mirkwood before, but the Great Greenwood, and the woodland elves don't just live in the northeast of the jungle. Instead, it spreads all over the northern green forest."

"Until a powerful necromancer occupied Dol Gurdur next to the green forest, more and more dark forces began to spread in the north, and gradually eroded the dense forest, where countless evil creatures breed and multiply."

"In order to fight against these dark forces, my father led the woodland elves to build fortifications near the Jungle River, and built an underground palace in the imitation of Luenigus as a fortress against foreign enemies..."

"So it is!"

Seymour suddenly looked puzzled.

"So you were actually forced to live in this kind of place?"

"..."

Legolas glanced at him, but said nothing.

Seymour didn't care, just nodded and muttered.

"I said, it turned out to be dark power, no wonder I always feel uncomfortable."

"Is it just uncomfortable?"

Legolas couldn't help but ask.

"correct."

Seymour gave him a curious look.

Legolas fell silent again.

It was not until Seymour was sent to the room that Legolas looked at Seymour and said seriously.

"I heard from Tao Ruier, you are very powerful?"

"Of course!"

Seymour saw what he meant, and said with a smile: "Why, do you want to try?"

"...But I still have to inform other people that a military meeting will be held tomorrow."

Legolas hesitated.

"Then go together!"

Seymour grinned, grabbed Legolas' arm and dragged it away.

"Let's go, anyway, I have written down the location of the room. After you complete the task, let's practice hard... Hehe, I know you are not convinced, but it doesn't matter, I will convince you when the time comes!"

Legolas was a little surprised at Seymour's strength.

However, hearing Seymour's words, his competitive spirit was rarely aroused.

"Okay! Then it's settled! But it's not necessary to go together. It's better for me to complete the task alone."

"Then where will I find you later?"

"My bedroom, there is a shooting range where I practice archery!"

……

……

On the other side, Gandalf and his party finally arrived at the entrance of the Mirkwood.

"This is the entrance to the Mirkwood."

Looking at the elf gate made of white birch and green vines in front of them, Bilbo and the dwarves couldn't help but stop and cast their eyes on the two tall figures behind the team.

"Gandalf, must you go?"

Bilbo looked at Gandalf with some reluctance.

After coming out of Bag End, he thought that Gandalf would always stand behind him and accompany him on his adventures in this vast continent, but he didn't expect the day of parting to come so soon.

"Don't worry, my brave friend, the parting is only temporary."

Gandalf lowered his head, showing a gentle smile, then turned his head to look at the surrounding dwarves, swept them one by one, and said loudly.

"Everyone, Your Excellency Lin Yi and I have more important things to do. The rest of the road is up to you. When you pass through the dark forest, we will meet on the hillside of Erebo!"

(End of this chapter)