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Vallar above! ! !

If she could do it, she would kill that bastard Alves with her own hands! ! !

Lucinda was even in the mood to take the initiative to run to the Temple of Mandos.

The daughter of the forest who woke up after sleeping for three full days after the banquet, her first reaction after waking up was... just...

Ada, ada, why on earth can't you figure out why you want to let this daring fox back?

Lucinda felt a little guilty when she thought that Thranduy had handled the government affairs alone for three days.

But...but...she didn't dare to go to that hall to meet him now.

In fact, she doesn't even dare to come out now, because the balcony at the end of the corridor is the room of His Highness the Prince!

Aimee was very puzzled by the fact that the young lady had been uncharacteristically staying in the house for various reasons since she woke up.What's even more strange is that His Highness didn't ask her to deal with business or anything.This directly caused her to go crazy every day when she tidied up the room as usual and saw the red-haired elf with a tangled face who was rolling on the bed while hugging a big pillow and muttering something, "Ah...he got it...he got it!"She really wants to know, this him?What do you know?

But Lucinda refused to say anything, so the loyal and cleanliness maid could only get mad again and again unbearably.

"Miss! Don't roll around on the bed anymore! The creases on the quilt are hard to flatten!"

But as the saying goes, if you untie the bell, you must tie the spirit of the bell, and it turns out that the spirit that made Lucinda walk out of the room was also the spirit that made her so humiliated

"Little Lucy, if you stay in your shell and don't come out, the council will be flooded with letters!"

When she opened the window one day, she was not only greeted by snowflakes and the forest, but also the gloating light in the eyes of the brown-haired elf who was comfortably leaning on the branches of the big tree by her window.

"Ah! R! V! S!" Lucinda gritted her teeth and jumped out word by word. Although she wished to kill him, she did not ignore his teasing words, "How could the flood of letters become Disaster? Where is Your Highness?"

"Your Highness went to the west to inspect, didn't you know?" Alves felt a little strange, he thought that Lucinda was already ready to deal with a lot of papers.

Unexpectedly, Lucinda's face changed: "What are you talking about? West!"

Alves was startled by her, straightened up: "What's wrong?"

Xi Mian, His Highness has always been worried about Xi Mian.Lucinda's previously tangled emotions disappeared in an instant.

How could it take so long for a simple patrol?How could His Highness have left for so long without telling her to abandon government affairs?

Putting on his robe quickly, taking down the bow and arrow on the wall, the red-haired elf suddenly opened the door and walked out quickly.

"Alves! Come with me!"

"Where are you going?" The brown-haired elf flew down the tree.

"Barracks!"

"what!"

It was different from the momentary panic when she saw the blood on the silver robe last time, although she was shocked at this moment, her mind was unusually clear.

Falling asleep in the forest due to severe cold, hiding in the midwinter in the rare sunshine behind the clouds, Xi Mian, who has always been peaceful and most likely to relax his vigilance, Your Highness who has not returned for a long time before meeting her!

Lucinda could only come to one conclusion, Simeon, something went wrong!

"Please, calm down!" After learning about her thoughts, Alves still felt uncomfortable, "With Desmond stationed in the west, it shouldn't be..."

"Then give me a reasonable explanation." Lucinda walked forward without looking back.

"You..." Alves shook his head as he looked at the elf with red hair on the snow in front of him, "Forget it, let's go crazy with her this time."

Although it was the severe winter when the blizzard came, just as the snow could not damage the grass and trees in the forest, the elf warriors who were basically not affected by the snow were still carrying out their daily training in an orderly manner.

Everything is as usual, calm, strict and orderly.

That's why they were so surprised when two horses, which were particularly eye-catching in the snow, appeared in front of the most elite archers in the battalion without warning.

Miss Lucinda on the black horse did all the mobilization with just one sentence.

"Soldiers, follow me to help Your Highness!"

The facts were basically exactly what Lucinda had surmised.

Out of some intuition and calm analysis, Thranduil has always believed that the west side, which has been relatively peaceful and safe for thousands of years, even if the vigilance of the elves is relatively weak even if the army is temporarily stationed, is a hidden worry.That night, after the guard told him that there was something wrong with the half-orc he had been monitoring, he planned to go there in person. Desmond, the warrior who had complained many times because he hadn't found any problems, didn't want to stay in the peaceful west. , he was not at ease, and felt that it was necessary to meet him face to face.

Facts have proved that this is an extremely correct approach.

Out of some considerations, Thranduil did not make a grand tour.He even covered up his blond hair, put on a cloak, and entered the stronghold of the west elves with only his bodyguard.Therefore, even though the guarding elf warriors knew that it was the superior inspector, they did not know that the person who came was actually His Royal Highness.

It coincided with the transition of border soldiers, and the elf in charge, Desmond, drank a few more drinks at the previous dinner, thus delaying the opportunity to replace his partner.And just when the elf warriors who had been tired all day waited for a long time before the arrival of their companions began to feel a little uneasy, the torches were also extinguished, and the half-orcs who had been lurking for a long time finally got their chance.

When the night was starless and moonless, the Oaks took advantage of the darkness to sneak into the camp of the elves. In less than half an hour, nearly ten elves who were caught off guard were killed.After the warning horn sounded, Desmond led his troops into the enemy line calmly.Looking at the figure coming like a tide at the end of the night, the former vice-captain of the Yoanta patrolling elves cursed in a low voice, clenched the bow and arrow in his hand, and rushed forward in the lead.

The warrior elves wake up very quickly, and they enter the fighting state almost immediately.However, the half-orcs obviously came prepared this time, and they came out in full force, their equipment and numbers were far from comparable to the forest elf fighters in the west.

The camp was in the valley to the west, and not far beyond the valley was the homeland where the elf warriors would never allow their enemies to set foot.Desmond killed more than 20 half-orcs in a row, and when his subordinates became weak, the furious blade of the half-orc in front of him, who had been shot through the shoulder blade by him but still survived, came straight to his face, and he couldn't dodge it. Suddenly, an irresistible force appeared from the side, and without warning, he dragged his shoulders backwards and fell to a safe place.

In the midwinter night, a large piece of sunlight broke in from the snow and suddenly enriched his vision, and Desmond was shocked when he saw the shockingly beautiful side face that appeared out of thin air.The sharp blade of the dark creature pierced the slender arm accurately, and the elf who was distracted to save him didn't even frown, and the long sword that was still in the throat of the other half-orc quickly slanted and stabbed in mid-air, cutting off the head of that ugly beast.

Is Vallar coming?Desmond thought blankly as he watched the bright blood gradually soak the fabric of the Elven Darksilver.Amidst the chaos, a voice as cold as a sword pierced the eardrums.

"What are you waiting for!"

"Yes!" The elf warrior finally came to his senses, and hastily turned around to reorganize the chaotic formation, causing the seriously injured to retreat to the camp.Wake up from the initial shock, Desmond is clear, no doubt!Without exception!The forest elf who can easily control the fighting state by himself and easily end the lives of the crazy enemies and block the attack of the half-orcs for them is His Highness who stayed in the southeast!

Thranduil, the only Highness of the Great Green Forest, has been the most powerful warrior and close combat master admired by the forest elves for thousands of years.And he has been traveling in Central Continent for nearly a thousand years, and most of the time in the kingdom is also the regent of Amonlan.Therefore, few elves have ever seen him do it.And tonight, the half-orcs who came prepared and the forest elves caught off guard will have the honor to witness with their own eyes how the sword of His Royal Highness, who helped King Orofer establish the Great Green Forest Kingdom, quenches the blood.

Later, there was a song saying: "

He is like the dawn

like the song of the tiny

When the forest wakes up on a snowy night

Ancient Spirit Returns

Sharp as a star

is his fearless sword

made for killing

hold for protection

Blessed by the Spirit of Light

In honor of the blood of darkness

no wind no shadow

Protect the peace of our country

Thick cotton-like thick clouds covered the sky and the sun, splashing and splashing large swathes of snow continuously, and the ancient forest under the gray sky fell into a chaotic dream.The cold and frosty blade and sword shadow cut through the beating blood, the terrifying and low-pitched orc's roar shredded the pure and safe world, and the dark night and white snow were unscrupulously laid out by scarlet blood, making it a picturesque scene.

The steaming life on the battlefield will always be as cheap as an ant.Even if it is an elf whose lifespan is almost as long as the sky.

The war raged on for several days amidst the ferocity of the orcs and the tough resistance of the forest warriors, and fell into a stalemate.

Facing an enemy that was several times larger than himself, Thranduil knew that this was not the way to go. While slashing the half-orc's life mercilessly with his sword, his eyes gradually locked on the beast on the tallest wolf behind the enemy.