The Noldor never give up!

half year later

I am too curious about this world.

Different from my image memory, there is no sun, no moon, no high-rise buildings, and language is irrelevant. This is a completely strange world - everything is waiting for me to explore.

However, the physical growth of infants and young children is too troublesome. When I could not walk upright but could only crawl around on the ground, I already showed my super high mobility.

...I mean that if the brothers don't pay attention, I will sneak into the blind spot of their sight, or sneak out of the room directly, and randomly refresh in Tilian City, until any brother is notified by other elves, "Your Miku ran out again." "He picked me up or carried me (referring to you Celegorm) in a panic and took me back.

Because I was too noisy and longed to see different things, and since Melkor was released, the city of Tirian is not as good as it used to be, so my brothers agreed that each of them would take turns taking me out to see, so that I would not be left alone.

"Go... go..."

The half-year-old elf couldn't fully express his meaning. I frowned and pushed Maedhros with my fleshy hand, signaling him to put me down.

"Huh? Can Miku leave on his own?" Maedhros rubbed my head, put me on the ground, looked at me standing with a serious face, and grabbed Maedhros's trousers to adjust his center of gravity.

After I felt that I could maintain my balance, I carefully loosened the wrinkled trouser legs that I had grabbed, stood firmly, and searched in my head how to walk.

But it seemed to Maedhros that I was in a daze, so he couldn't help but smile.

When Maedhros was considering whether to pick me up or keep me standing, the door suddenly opened, and I saw my father Fëanor appear. He seemed to be coming to find Maedhros. He was a little surprised that I was here. He looked He looked at me standing and said in surprise: "Can Miku walk?"

"A...Ata..." I said vaguely, taking a step towards Fëanor.

Great, the first step was successful.

Fëanor crouched down and spread his arms, but even if he crouched down, he was still tall to me, and I still had to look up at him.

I tried a few more steps, and after I felt that I could walk without any problems, I tried to speed up and run. However, I lost my balance and fell towards my father. Fëanor caught me with his quick eyes and hands.

Me: ==

I snapped my lips regretfully.

"It's very good for an elf who is half a year old to be able to walk. The half-kind elf still has trouble climbing." Fëanor picked me up and said, obviously proud that I could walk before Mecano.

No, in fact, McCano can leave, he is just lazy.

I silently cursed.

Fëanor took out another small forehead crown, looked at the forehead crown on my head and said critically: "Wear this one from now on, the one on your head doesn't suit you."

But didn’t you give me this thing on my head three days ago?

Perhaps because I am the only girl, Fëanor, who is passionate about crafts and forging, has great enthusiasm in making jewelry for me. What’s more, he is the son of Myriel, who is famous for weaving. Even the clothes on my body are made by him. design.

Some are inspired works, and some are done randomly, but even the works that are done casually are several times ahead of other craftsmen.

There was a time when I was covered with lots of jewelry, but it didn’t look complicated, but had a luxurious beauty. It was just that every time I walked around, I would make the sound of jewelry colliding, which reduced my success rate of sneaking out. All dropped a lot.

So I refused to wear more jewelry from now on, and could only reluctantly accept the forehead crown.

Fëanor threw away his previous works. The new forehead crown was very light and would not give me a headache. The mithril was pinched as thin as a hair and twisted into a beautiful arc. He knew that I did not like the hanging gems. , so he covered his forehead with broken diamonds, just like Varda's stars.

I kissed Fëanor affectionately on the cheek, but the half-year-old elf didn't have much physical strength, so I almost collapsed on Fëanor.

Fëanor handed me over to Maedhros and told him something, but I could only vaguely capture a few words, but they couldn't be connected into a coherent sentence.

After Fëanor left, Maedhros stayed for a while. It wasn't until I pulled his copper-colored hair dissatisfied that he reacted.

"Miku want to go see another elf?"

I knew he was referring to Meccano. Although I could control two bodies since my birth, I had not yet let the two bodies see each other, so I nodded.

Finally, my two bodies met!

Miku's red hair was braided with silver threads and tied behind her back, but the flying hairs showed how noisy she was. The red robe on her body was embroidered with dark patterns of flames, and the sparse diamonds on her forehead were shining brightly. But this light is not as smart as her green eyes. For the elf, she is too noisy.

Fingon was holding Meccano. Meccano's black hair was braided with gold threads. It was obviously the work of Fingon. He sat quietly in Fingon's arms, like a pool of lake water. To the elf, He was too quiet.

I couldn't help but reach out to my other self, and shook hands under the surprised looks of Maedhros and Fingon.

To be honest, I don’t feel anything at all. Is there any special feeling when you hold your right hand with your left hand?

But it was very surprising to Maedhros and Fingon - no, Fingon was obviously more surprised than Maedhros.

"Meccano has almost no emotional fluctuations. This is the first time I have seen him so excited." Fingon was a little distressed and confused. "He doesn't like to go out... This is not a problem, and the same is true for Turucano." In this way, I have often seen him in his father's study since he could crawl. Seriously, can he understand those books? He has always been calm. This is the first time I have seen his surprised expression... It's because of Mi Is Ku also an elf?”

"Miku is very curious about everything. I'm not surprised that she would hold Mecano. Moreover, Miku's father's forge room is more attractive to her than the study," Mace Rose also said with some distress, "I think there is no one in Tilian City who doesn't know how much she likes to wander around. You will never guess what tricky corners she can get into. I hope Miku can be quieter - only Tiercomo made me feel this despair as a child.”

I blinked. Miku's body was more energetic, so I let Miku explore the world. Miccano's body was smarter, so I let him seek knowledge. Both of them explore the world out of curiosity. They may seem unrelated, but they actually lead to the same goal.

But is McCano that nerdy? I thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that because Miku had read everything there was to read, Mecano felt boring after reading it again. It would be better to read more books. Only new things can arouse my interest.

...Oh, it’s still my fault.