[The Lord of the Rings·The Hobbit] Human Body and Snake Tail

This is also a day that is no different from usual, at least for the elf king Thranduil.

Since his son was taken away by the hateful snake girl, Orofel, who ran away willfully to find his parents, also returned home safely. The Elf King is still very satisfied with this.

But why was his beloved grandson no longer intimate with him after he came back.

【Abuelo, I'm so lost! 】

Of course, that was just Tauriel's fantasy about the new way of getting along between the Elf King and Little Orr, and about the inner thoughts of the Elf King.

God knows, every time she sees the Elf King with a straight face after seeing her beloved grandson come back with the patrol, but she can still see the uncontrollable joy of the Elf King, she has to work hard not to laugh come out.

Their elf king had sat on the throne early, showing his usual posture of sitting reclined. After Orr came back, he straightened his body and walked down the steps slowly step by step, looking at his grandson with gentle eyes.

"How was your patrol today, dear Orr?"

"The creatures of darkness have migrated, and the forest is still peaceful today, my king."

Orofel answered solemnly as usual.

【oh!oh!How can you talk to Abuelo so coldly. 】

Looking at the Elf King with a stiff expression, Tao Ruier couldn't help but fantasize about it.

After reporting the results of his patrol today, Orofel led the other elves out of the palace expressionlessly, just like his father.

If the inner thoughts of the Elf King can be expressed at this time, then it must be.

——Obviously I love my grandson so much, why is he like his father!!!

——What did my grandson encounter when he went out on an adventure?

——I am cute and will sweetly call me Abielo's grandson!!!

Orr is still indifferent today, and the Elven King is very disappointed.

After the Lord of the Rings was destroyed, Orr, who came back alone, became very silent.

At that time, because Orr joined the Guardians of the Ring without authorization, the Elf King was very angry. He even made up his mind that after his beloved grandson came back, he would never soften his heart and teach him a severe lesson.

As a result, when Orl appeared in front of him with his head down and listless.

The elf king who vowed to teach him a lesson, immediately softened his tone, and hugged the elf into his arms.

"What's wrong, my dear Orr"

The blonde curly-haired elf raised his head, his tear-filled eyes were exposed, and he let out a soft cry.

"Abuelo..."

Then he wrapped his arms around the Elf King's neck, leaned his face against the Elf King's neck, and sobbed softly.

Seeing his beloved grandson crying like this, the Elf King had long forgotten the oath he had sworn before, and gently stroked his head to comfort him.

Then Eurofer fell asleep in his Abuelo's arms.

The elf with golden curly hair, his small body completely fell into the arms of the elf king. The beautiful elf king took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped the tears on the elf's face. The posture was uncomfortable, his left arm held his little head and put it on his chest, and the other hand patted the elf's back gently and slowly and rhythmically, accompanied by a soft and beautiful humming.

Tao Ruier and the surrounding elves looked at each other and smiled, stepped lightly in tacit understanding, and backed away from the door.

The Elf King still fixed his gaze firmly on the elf in his arms, half-closed his eyes, smiled softly, his sky blue eyes were like rippling water, and then planted a kiss on the elf's forehead.

[Don't worry, grow up slowly. 】

Later, of course, things backfired.

The cute little Ouer imitated his father when he was young, with a deadpan face, and besides practicing archery every day, he also spoke in a rigid and serious manner.

It seems that this time the adventure, Orr can be regarded as tempered mind.

Although the Elf King is very pleased with his growth, he has not been close to his beloved grandson for a long time, and he has grown up, and he will never come back to act like a baby, and he does not need his Abuelo to help him clean up the mess...

Thranduil was very uncomfortable.

This was not what made him most uncomfortable. Not long after Orr returned to the Green Leaf Forest, the elf patrol caught a half-orc while patrolling.

"Sauron's demise did not make his minions disappear, you are getting bolder..."

The elf king wearing a crown raised his head slightly, and walked around the half-orc who was pressed to the ground

Elegantly and slowly, like a stroll, he walked around.

"Tell me, what is your purpose? Tell me, and I can release you."

The Elf King turned his head, his blue eyes gleaming sharply.

"No... Actually, I'm just here to deliver news, Your Highness." The half-orc looked at the domineering Elf King in front of him, shrank his neck, and handed him a letter.

The Elf King froze for a moment, then took the letter from the half-orc.

I went to conquer the orcs, and took your son with me, father.

By the way, how does my messenger feel?He was the handsomest of the orcs.

helen.

The orc looked at the white fingers crumpling the letter paper, and swallowed.

"Very well... the messenger, eh?"

The Elf King crumpled up the letter paper in his hand and threw it aside, his lips curved gracefully.

The smooth white hand pointed straight at him.

"Shut it up until it rots."

"Wait..." the half-orc called out, and he remembered what the half-orc queen with a human body and a snake tail had told him before he left.

"If the Elven King wants to do something to you, remember to say something about Legolas, whatever you say..."

The half-orc lowered his head and thought for a while, before speaking loudly before the expression of the Elf King changed.

"Lei... Your Highness Legolas is still waiting for me to go back..."

"Stop..." The elf king raised his eyebrows and stopped the other elves from making the next move. Then he lowered his head with a troubled expression on his face. The noble and beautiful elf approached him and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear. .

"Remember to tell Legolas to come back as soon as possible..."

The Elven King's movements were very fast, and before he could react, the figure in the silver robe was already some distance away from him.

"Let it go." The majestic voice of the Elf King came through.

The half-orc stood up from the ground, rubbed the shoulder that was sore by the elf, bowed to the elf king, and was about to turn around and leave.

The voice of the Elf King came through again.

Thranduil turned his head to stare at the green face of the half-orc. If he looked carefully, this half-orc was not like those half-orcs he had seen before, his face was uneven or crowded with flesh, on the contrary his The face looks very smooth and nothing else.

The Elf King suddenly remembered a certain passage on the letter paper.

He raised his hand, pointed at the orc on the ground with his finger, and narrowed his eyes.

The other elves understood, pinned the orc to the ground, and beat him up.

In the end, the half-orc, whose face was swollen from the beating, stood pitifully in front of the Elf King, his legs were shaking.

Looking at the half-orc with a swollen face whose facial features could not be seen clearly, the Elf King nodded in satisfaction.

"Your Highness, this is a letter from Queen Helen."

The elf king raised his head and looked at the orc in front of him who was tied up by the elf with a rope and thrown to the ground.

The half-orc who came to deliver the letter this time was very similar to the half-orc he had seen before. His face was covered with meat balls of various sizes, which were uneven. He smiled obsequiously at him, showing his black teeth.

The half-orc's whole body turned cold when he was scanned by the Elf King's eyes, and quickly added a sentence.

"His Royal Highness Legolas told me that he misses you very much."

The Elven King withdrew his gaze, took the letter that Tauriel found from it, held a corner of the envelope, and slowly tore it open.

Dear His Majesty the King:

The recovery of the orcs is almost halfway through, you don't need to worry about us, we are fine.

Since the destruction of the Lord of the Rings, Sauron's power has completely disintegrated, and the gathered half-orcs have fled in all directions, which has added a lot of trouble to our recovery operation.

Should I be happy?Half-orcs are mostly simple-minded idiots.

They admire strength and don't have much brains. As long as they are stronger than them, they can win their respect, which is quite realistic.

By the way, I thought about it for a while.

Where should the half-orcs gather? Humans fear them, elves hate them, and goblins repel them... So in the end, they settled in their old den - Mordor.

It can no longer be called Mordor, but should now be called the city of Yavanna. May the goddess of the earth of Valar shine on this barren land.

You know the route, come and see when you have time.

Hmm... The city of Yavanna has changed a lot now, at least the environment is no longer a bare rock, a dark sky without light.

Now it is full of purple flowers, all kinds of green vegetation cover the black land, and the blue sky stretches as far as the eye can see.

I think you'll love it here.

Not long ago, Legolas and I visited the city of Osgis in Gondor.

I was told it was a beautiful white city.

We were lucky that it started snowing the day after we arrived, don't know if you have been to that city.

I remember the moment I opened the window, the whole world was nothing but white.

I also consulted Legolas about it.

"How about we build a white castle in Yavanna too?"

Legolas turned me down with a smile.

"White belongs to the city of Osgis, and we also have our own colors..."

Indeed, Yavanna is a purple city.

How is your life lately?

Did Orr cause you any trouble?

I've heard he's calmed down a lot since coming back with his Lord of the Rings 'adventures' squad, which is fine, he should grow up too, always hiding under his Abuelo's wing just makes him weak.

I wanted Legolas to write a paragraph, but he seemed a bit shy, no matter what I said, he would not write a paragraph.

Then, it's up to me to write it.

i love you ada!

Love you Helen.

The half-orc stared anxiously at the side face of the Elf King.

The beautiful fair-haired elf carefully folded the letter paper along the creases and put it back into the envelope, with a soft expression and the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably.

It seems that the Elf King is in a good mood.

The half-orc breathed a sigh of relief.

Pointing at the orc on the ground, the Elf King narrowed his twinkling eyes.

Before the half-orc could take back the relaxed expression, he was pressed to the ground by the elf next to him and beat him up severely.

The majestic Elf King rarely showed a childish expression on his face. He tilted his head and smiled viciously.

In this way, day after day was spent in delivering letters and being beaten by orcs.

Orofel's round face is slowly elongated, and his delicate facial features are slowly revealing the beauty of an elf. Although he is not as smooth and straight as other elves, his slightly curly hair still makes him look beautiful and cute.

The Elven King looked at his beloved Orofel with great satisfaction.

He has become an excellent warrior not inferior to his father, except for his expressionless face, the Elven King is very proud of him.

The growth of children often means staying away.

So the Elven King changed back to the king who sat alone on the throne.

Although it was different from the loneliness caused by mutual incomprehension between father and son, the majestic Elf King still felt lonely.

Legolas and Helen, who were busy conquering the half-orcs, have never returned since the destruction of the Lord of the Rings, and Orr, who has grown up, will no longer cling to his Abuelo as he did when he was a child.

It seems that nothing has changed, back to the original appearance.

The proud Elven King bent down, took off the crown on his head, stared at the crown in his hand with his sky blue eyes, and then put it back on the throne.

His pale golden hair fell down, his silver robe fell to the ground, and he raised his head.

The sun was shining brightly on the other side of the palace. The fair-haired elf pressed the curly-haired elf's head and whispered something. The woman with a snake's tail stood aside with a smile and spread her hands.

Then, she raised her head and smiled at the elf in the shadows.

——Perhaps, she is not as annoying as she imagined.

The Elf King frowned.

And Taurier, who was standing aside, looked at the Elf King standing alone in front of the throne, and Taourier suddenly felt a little sad.

She opened her mouth.

"The courier from Yavanna City has brought a new letter, do you want to read it?"

The letter sent this time was a little different from the previous ones. To be precise, it should not be called a letter. A black wooden box half the height was carried over.

The messengers who sent the letter were not ugly half-orcs, but two human teenagers who had not yet grown up.

The Elf King raised his eyebrows and walked to the front of the box.

Seen from a distance, it was an ordinary black box with no patterns, but when he got closer, the Elf King found that there were several obvious big holes on the left and right sides of the box in front of him, and the box actually had a fragrance.

The Elf King suddenly had a bad premonition.

Then he slowly opened the lid of the box, and then his fingers pinched on the lid froze.

A girl with short black hair and a long white dress was lying quietly in the box at this moment, her eyes closed, her chest rising and falling evenly.

The elf king with sharp eyes saw the girl's small pointed ears hidden in her hair at a glance.

The ominous premonition grew stronger.

The elf lowered his head and found a blank sheet of paper on the girl's chest.

dear, dad.

I keep forgetting to tell you that Legolas and I have another child, a cute and well-behaved girl.

Her name was Injetimira.

She likes to drink milk, and she must be told stories to her when she sleeps at night, but she is usually very obedient, and she likes to climb on the lap of a familiar person, hug his waist, and give him a sweet kiss.

I have already told her that the golden-haired elf she saw at first sight is her Abuelo, she is full of expectations for you and can't wait to give you a kiss~

By the way, you have to pat Mira on the face first, and then tell her

—Wake up, Mira baby.

She will wake up.

Love you, Helen.

—You actually locked my granddaughter in a box.

The box that looked good just now suddenly turned into a cold coffin containing my (beloved) granddaughter.

——Take back the thought just now, I really still hate her.

"great!"

The angry Elf King laughed. He turned his head and looked at the messenger who delivered the letter.

The boy with freckles on his face turned his head, his black pupils were shining, and he was whispering something to the little boy with short red hair next to him.

Noticing his gaze, the two smiled shyly.

The Elf King withdrew his gaze, stretched out his hand, carefully lifted the elf out of the box, patted her face lightly, lowered his head and spoke softly in a low voice.

"Wake up, Mira baby."

The elf rubbed his eyes, let out a big yawn, and opened them.

The golden eyes stared at the elf with a gentle expression in front of him without blinking, with a dull expression, like a cute little angel under the sunlight.

Then, the cute little angel smiled sweetly, pouted and dropped a wet kiss on the elf's face.

"Abuelo!"

At the moment when the immature child's voice sounded, the world in front of the Elf King's eyes lit up.

The paper that was randomly thrown aside was lifted by a small corner by the wind.

A small section of light gray writing that was not completely erased was slowly revealed.

[Your loneliness, is it still there? 】

The author has something to say: I sent it from my mobile phone, thank you Reginleif for the mine~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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