end of time

Lucinda got her first taste of what a hangover is.

I woke up early in the morning with a headache that felt like it was going to burst, my stomach was burning hot, and I felt uncomfortable and wanted to vomit.

Looking at the bright golden light pouring in from the window, she almost instantly thought of the blond hair that she mistook for silver and those calm ice blue eyes.A nameless anger welled up in his heart.

"This arrow is not shot like this..."

"This is not the way to drink wine..."

"Forgot to tell you..."

His Royal Highness, who is admired by so many elf girls and revered by elf boys, is actually an arrogant and annoying elf, right?It's really not at all like the generous and gentle His Majesty the King.

After washing and washing, he changed into light clothes and drank the mint sobering tea brought by the maid, only then did he feel sober.

"Ada and them?" she asked casually.It is really rare for an ada who can resist pulling himself out when a distinguished guest comes to the house.

"Your Majesty and Your Excellency went to inspect the southern part of the territory. Your Majesty specifically ordered not to disturb the young lady's rest."

"Oh." Lucinda decided to continue practicing arrows in the woods today.

Seeing that silver gray robe was unexpected.Lucinda, who sensed a different aura, raised her head, only to see a dark silver robe hanging from a branch above her head and a wine jug hanging on her slender fingertips.The owner of the robe was leaning against the tree trunk, with flowing blond hair, half-closed eyes, and a very lazy appearance.

Even if he was dissatisfied with Lucinda, he had to admit that this Highness really possessed amazing beauty, and any elf would definitely not be willing to look away immediately when he saw him.Reluctantly, he said: "Good morning, Your Highness." When he turned around and wanted to escape, the other party had already turned his head: "Did you rest well last night?"

"Thanks to Your Highness, except for a little headache, a little stomach ache, a little pain in the limbs, I'm fine." Seeing that she couldn't escape, Lucinda simply drew her bow and arrow, and said in a lukewarm manner.Angrily thinking that the prince still has a conscience.

"Oh." Thranduy nodded knowingly, his deep eyes passed through the gap in the forest, and his voice was firm, "It's just a question out of courtesy, you don't need to go into such details."

"Crack!" The rare arrow on the distant archery target trembled slightly without missing the target.It is conceivable how much strength the archery elf used.

……

"Why do you have to work so hard to learn archery?" The blond prince leaned lazily on the tree trunk, his fine hair covered his arms, and looked boredly at the burning flame in front of him.

She really didn't inherit her father's bravery and warlike nature, and the requirements she set were too high. Using Uanta arrows at such a level may only be regarded as a waste of money. These noble ladies...

Lucinda didn't bother to pay attention to him, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and didn't look back.

Thranduil drank his wine self-consciously: "You noble ladies, you have a lot of things to pass the time to do, why bother to do such thankless things. Is this kind of thing very popular in your circle now? I travel I’ve been outside for so long that I don’t even know.”

Lucinda, who was deaf to it, froze her wrists: "So my archery skills are so poor, in the eyes of others, is it just passing the time?" She laughed dryly, and turned to look at him inexplicably, "Your Highness ?”

Thranduil lowered his head, and looked at her calmly with his ice blue eyes under thick long eyelashes.

"Is not it?"

The light and fluffy sentence instantly aroused Lucinda's sudden anger.

"Yes! I'm just wasting time and energy! I don't have the talent of His Highness, even if I shoot nine hundred and ninety-nine arrows! I can't beat His Highness's hit rate of ten arrows!"

Lucinda also knew that her anger was inexplicable.

But for some reason, in front of the king's son, she just couldn't suppress all her true self and treat each other with the highest courtesy.

Hundreds of years of hard work, hundreds of years of painstaking efforts, and hundreds of years of secret wishes have yet to bear fruit.Even though she knew that the life of an elf would last until the end of Arda's world, Lucinda couldn't bear the disappointment day after day.

Unwillingness and grievances are accumulated little by little. I am doing all this behind the back of ada, so I can't even ask for advice.When the slight pain has accumulated for hundreds of years and reaches a certain critical point, the outbreak is naturally a matter of course.

She also seemed to regret her impulsiveness, and stared at him, as if she had been greatly wronged, regret flashed in her green eyes, and the rest was full of unwillingness and disappointment.The polite and polite Miss Silvain at the banquet yesterday disappeared.The clear and calm lake water has violent waves and turns into fresh running water.

He remembered his father's evaluation.A little girl with a head full of flames.

"A conflagration meant to burn."

The corners of Thranduil's lips twitched slightly, and his mouth was full of wine and contempt.The cool words instantly suppressed Lucinda's long-term anxiety and unwillingness.

"Lucinda, you are really a noble lady."

"What?" she was startled.

He easily jumped off the branch: "Tell me, why practice arrows?"

The red-haired elf instinctively refused to reveal the secret that had been hidden for many years, but when the prince's eyes locked her sight tightly like a poisonous snake, the sudden sense of oppression instantly swept over the elf's body, so that she was forced to blurt out: " To avenge my brother."

"you love him?"

"of course."

"So does he."

"Yes."

"Then, of course he wants you to be happy. A long life should not be imprisoned by hatred. Why don't you follow his wish? Lord Ellen will naturally do things like revenge for his beloved son."

The red-haired elf was at a loss for a moment because of this unexpected sentence.

"But……"

"But you hope to kill those nasty and cruel Orcs with your own hands. You can't bear the thought that these creatures killed your brother. You expect to have his excellent archery skills. With your brother's It is best to kill them all. This is the best way of revenge, the last thing you can do for your beloved brother." The blond-haired and blue-eyed prince softened his eyes and began to calmly state the facts .

"That's right..."

"Overreaching." He sneered.

The red-haired elf took a deep breath: "What did you say?"

"Who do you think you can hide from? Yoan Tallinn is as dark as ink although its branches and leaves are luxuriant, and even a bird is rare, but it is because it has been attacked by darkness for thousands of years and has not fully recovered. You can do countless things here. The second time to practice arrows without distraction is only because there are other elves to help you clean up all the dark creatures that can threaten you. Lord Ellen, who loves his daughter, knows that an elf is unwilling to reveal her secrets, and would rather send most of his guards The team secretly hid in this forest and went out to patrol alone with His Majesty. And every Yuanta arrow you use can be replaced by dozens of arrows from Silvan warriors on the battlefield..."

Speaking of this, the blond prince's eyes showed a faint light of unknown meaning.

"Hundreds of years, how many Yuanta arrows, how many guards, the daughter of the forest, Miss Lucinda." The prince leaned slightly, and his beautiful voice rang in her ear, "Can you still concentrate on your life without distraction?" Do you practice archery?"

The silver-painted bow fell to the grass, and Lucinda's eyes froze.

There was a meaningful smile on Thranduy's lips.Drank the last drop of wine in the jug, and walked deep into the woods.

As soon as he took a step, his sleeve was pulled.He was slightly taken aback, and frowned at this impolite action.

"Thuranduil... Your Highness... Ruuo, Ruoruo, what Your Highness said is true... Then, I beg you, teach me how to practice arrows." The voice of the elf was very low, but determined.

Made him think of a fire that stopped jumping.

"I've said so much, so you just ignored it..." He helped his forehead helplessly.

Lucinda had no choice.

Every sentence of the prince's words is cruel, but every sentence is true.He was right, she couldn't afford to waste hundreds of years without improving like she was doing now.She needs to find a teacher.And to teach her archery, there would be no better candidate than His Royal Highness the Legend of the Kingdom.She believes in it.

"I know, I know that everything I do may not be the most reasonable. I know that women's vocation should be to protect and protect, not to kill and conquer. I also know that Ada will definitely spare no effort to kill all those who dare to commit crimes." Orcs of my land. But even so... I, I beg Your Highness... to help me..."

"If you are so stubborn..." Thranduy shook his head, "This is not a reason to convince me."

"Because... even if it's not to avenge my brother... even as a woman, I hope to be able to fight to protect our forest like Ada and His Majesty did many years ago. Because, I hope that next time in the In the territory of Ellen, and there are elves hurt by Orcs, I can bravely take up guns to protect them instead of praying helplessly to Vera... because I hope that in this country, where I can, There will no longer be brothers and sisters separated like me and my elder brother! Please teach me archery, Your Highness, I beg you, I would like to swear to Vera, from now on, as long as there is something that His Highness needs, as long as you can help His Highness, Lucy Dawan will die!"

She begged eagerly, grabbing his sleeve like grabbing the last straw.She looked at his silver-gray restrained robe, and knew what kind of power was hidden in this slender and elegant body.And she wanted his help so much at this moment.

He didn't turn around and let her grab his sleeve, just silent.

For a long time, when she was almost about to give up in despair, she heard him chuckle, followed by a deep voice like the sounds of nature.

"Will never die, this is a good deal, I promise you."