Favorability system of color control

Elan Rose followed the people of Changhu Town to the ruins of River Valley Town very obediently.

And the next day, after Bud asked the night watchman about the situation last night, he had to turn around and call him the moment he walked out of the gate: "Eranloth!"

"Huh?" He lowered his head and continued to bandage the injured people, "What's wrong?"

"You have to come and take a look." Bud turned sideways and let him go to the front. "Overnight, your people arrived in Hegu Town silently."

"Well, it can't be considered silent... I knew they would come, but I didn't know it would be so fast." Eranlos walked down to greet the acquaintances, but the elves who lined up neatly just blinked at him at most.

This reaction... You must know that even when they are really fighting - most of the time they are slashing and killing spiders - they will not be so quiet.

So Eranroth interspersed from the middle of the elves to the rear: "King Thranduil?"

Thranduil came slowly on his big horned deer, with a cold expression: "I'm so lucky to see you alive."

Elan Rose grabbed his hand and sat behind him indifferently: "I promise I didn't do anything dangerous."

Anyway, Tauriel and Legolas have gone to Gundaba Mountain to investigate.

Thranduil snorted, and let the big horned deer walk a dozen more steps, then couldn't help but lift the elf to the ground and looked it over carefully: "No injury?"

"No."

"Really?"

"Ah."

"Didn't do anything dangerous?"

"No."

"And what about Smaug?"

"Bud killed it."

Eranroth pointed to Bard who was standing aside.

Bud was already stunned by this conversation: The promised Jungle King is beautiful but has a bad temper and is extremely difficult to get along with? !

The beauty is real, but he is almost used to seeing Elan.

But the rumors about bad temper are all fake.

The proud elf king gave this human a little attention: "Thank you for taking care of Elan, human."

... No, the rumors are not exaggerated at all.

Although the word is "thank you", the tone of "it's your honor" is almost overflowing.

But the other party was the king of Elan, and he brought them supplies.Bud restrained his temper: "...Thank you for your generosity, we really don't know how to thank you."

"You thanked the wrong person." Thranduil raised his chin, "Elan is very interested in you, and I want to get back what belongs to me."

Eranroth quickly took the words: "King Thranduil, Thorin promised to give me the white gem, and I can go to the Lonely Mountain immediately."

He had a very bad premonition that his elf king had actually brought an army over.

"I'll go with you." Bud didn't want to continue dealing with this bad-tempered king. "We need to get a suitable payment, enough to rebuild the part of our home."

Eranroth looked at the cavalry behind Thranduil: "Lend me a horse?"

Thranduil slightly tilted his head and nodded his chin, so small that he looked extremely indifferent—so Bard finally couldn't help but to Eranlos when he was riding a white horse with Eranroth and heading towards Elber. Tucao: "Why does your elf king look like I owe him a lot of gems?"

"Is there?" Eranroth asked him strangely, "But King Thranduil is obviously in a good mood today."

"You call 'expressionless' in a good mood?" Bard rested his head on Elan Rose's shoulder depressedly, "Fortunately, you are not such a difficult elf to deal with."

"...If King Thranduil is really angry, you won't be sitting behind me intact." Eran Roth controlled the rein, "When Thorin and the others were passing through the jungle, King Thranduil was on my side. When they didn’t know, they were put in jail directly.”

Bud imagined it for a while, and felt that this situation was very normal: "After all, your best friend of the Dwarf King has a bad temper."

"Ha, indeed." He seemed to become very nostalgic when he was so close to completing the main mission.

At least Bard had nothing to do with the silver-haired elf who suddenly fell silent.

The elf got off his horse first and walked to the gate piled up with stones: "Sorin?"

"It's Elan!"

"Uncle! It's Elan!"

Qili stood on the city wall and waved at the silver-haired elf: He seems to be in good spirits.

Sorin's face was sullen: "Tell me, my friend, why your king came to Elber with an army."

"I don't know, Thorin, but as long as you give me the white gem, I promise that I can persuade King Thranduil to bring his troops back to the jungle." The silver-haired elf looked up at him, then frowned and complained, "Can you stand still?" Is it that tall? It hurts to look at you like this."

The main reason was that Sorin's attitude was too wrong, and he felt a little uneasy.

"I will not give you anything under threat." Thorin folded his arms, "Let your elf king come with sincerity."

"Sincerity?" Elan Roth withdrew the smile on his face, "Sorin, you are joking with me, aren't you?"

"Your elf king didn't start a war for the white gem back then. Is it worth it now? I think he came for the Aken gem." Thorin thumped the city wall, "I knew elves are unreliable!"

"Thorin Oakenshield! What are you talking about?" Eranroth glared at him, "give me the white gem, and I promise you will persuade King Thranduil to bring his troops back to the jungle. We just want to get back what belongs to us .”

Budd added: "So do we. We're just trying to get enough wealth to rebuild our homes."

"As I said, I will not give you anything under threat!" Thorin shouted at the dragon slayer.

"...Are you serious?" Elan Rose put his hand on the hilt of his sword, "You want me to return empty-handed?"

Sorin's attitude softened a little: "Elan, I don't want to conflict with you."

"Obviously, I don't want to see you on the battlefield one day." Eranros stared into his eyes, "Tell me, Thorin, what made you abandon the promise you made ?”

Sorin looked away, turned his head to give Fili some instructions, and then refused to speak no matter what Eranroth said.

Bard still wants to convince the dwarf king that they really need those wealth to rebuild their homeland.

In the end, Eranlos pursed his lips and pulled him back: "It's the dragon plague. His grandfather and father are like this. Elrond once wrote to me as a story."

"Dragon plague? What do you mean?" Bard also gave up. The treatment he received was not as good as that of Eranlos. At least when Eranlos spoke, the dwarf king would focus on the elves, but he got nothing but neglect.

"A crazy obsession with gold, gems, etc., like a dragon." Elan Rose explained while riding the white horse again, and he handed Bud his hand, "Let's go, we should go back."

Sorin stopped him.

"Bring this." Sorin threw down the mithril coat, "...you once said that your royal highness has one, and I thought at that time that you should also have one. Although it was many years late, I also have one now. Still thinking, you should have one too."

Eranroth knew what it was, and he was invulnerable, and only Legolas had one in the whole jungle.This made him helpless after being very angry by Thorin's attitude just now: "Thank you, Thorin. If I can persuade King Thranduil to retreat from the jungle, you will give me the white gem as promised, right? "

Thorin nodded: "Yes, I will."

"...Since they are all for you, what's the difference in giving them to you now?" Bud felt that he couldn't understand the way of thinking of dwarves at all.

"He felt that he was threatened, and if he gave it to me now, he gave in to the threat. He couldn't bear it. And when King Thranduil retreated, he gave me the white gem, and it was just a gift from a friend."

"Then you can bring the white gem back to the jungle soon. We have to find another way." Bud sighed.

Eranroth also sighed: "You think too simply. King Iseranduil's character, since he led his troops out this time, he is determined to get the white gem—I'm not sure I can persuade him to go back."

"If you can't, who else can?" Bud patted him on the shoulder encouragingly, "After all, you are the silver-haired Eranlos who is most favored by King Thranduil."

Thranduil walked out slowly, interrupting the conversation between the two men: "...Human, take your hand off Elam's shoulder."

His eyes lingered on the mithril coat in Elan Rose's hand, "Obviously, Elan, your self-proclaimed 'best friend' thinks that using the mithril coat can be equivalent to your friendship."

"I want to talk to you, King Thranduil." Eranroth had long been used to his elf king not having positive comments on dwarves.

"Retreat? It's impossible."

Thranduil put the wine glass on the table with a little effort, and he used this way to express his determination to the elf, "Elan, I know you don't want to become enemies with Thorin, but this time, we must Bring back the white gem."

"King Thranduil, you can retreat back to the jungle first, and Thorin will give me the white gem. Then we will get the white gem, and it doesn't have to be at the cost of a war." Eranloth was not surprised that this proposal would be rejected. He refused, but he really wanted to avoid this war.

Thranduil sat on the improvised throne and waved to him.Eranroth knelt at his feet, and laid his head on the Elven-King's knee.

"Elam." Thranduil picked up the elf's silver hair and curled it with his fingers, "It was Thorin who chose war. I can't let you do this kind of thing just because I love you."

Eranroth sighed: "Okay. Come on, King Thranduil, put on this mithril suit, otherwise Galian and I will never let you appear on the battlefield."

"I came back from the battlefield safe and sound without the Mithril Clothes."

"Put it on."

"I think you need this mithril coat more."

"Put it on."

"...It's rare that the friendship between you and your dwarf friend is worth a mithril coat."

"You are priceless."

Galian, who served as the background board, hid his face: So today their great jungle king, Thranduil, still retreated in front of the silver-haired Eranlos.

The author has something to say:

QAQ in severe cold

It's starting to cool down, little angels, keep warm QAQAQ

I'm dying from a cold QAQAQ

Then I want to say that King Se looks like the kind of elf who eats soft but not hard. 23333333

The next chapter is estimated to be able to write about King Se's most handsome forward roll√

That means the hobbit should finish writing 0v0

There is really no love line between Ye Zi and Elan, this is precisely because love=v=Tuo Lao’s setting, elves are immortal and can’t get sick, only fire, sharp blade or extreme sadness can kill dead elves.

I think the sadness of losing a loved one is enough to kill the elf QAQ so Elan will not give Ye Zi any chance to continue to deepen the relationship.

Because he knew he was leaving.

Then this semester’s class is really heavy, I’m still thinking about whether to go abroad in the next school year QAQ, so I don’t have time to reply QAQ one by one, but I will read it =3=3=

Thank you little angels for your support =3=3=

This chapter is also a thank you gift to the little angels. I am so busy and can't reply to Ni Meng, and I still insist on giving me a comment!It's so touching!

I hope it will surprise you a little bit =3=3=