HP - the time the ring is still

, and then use it for other transactions, we can set up a port near the Anduin River, and the transportation is very convenient. "

"What can we trade with tree people? What humans need is food, which is far from enough."

"There is a kind of potion that can repel insects without any harm to flowers and plants. We can exchange this with treants, as well as magic plants or seeds. We can use honey to replace other goods. For the people of the Northern Kingdom Said, as long as it is food, they should accept it."

"You can only bring a little potion every time you come back. These won't last long. We need a long-term deal."

"The Treeman likes peace and doesn't like war. I am willing to negotiate with the Treeman."

"It's almost winter now, where do we get so much food from? If we want to make a deal, we need to do it as soon as possible."

"Both sides of the Anduin River are fertile land. We can buy food from the lords there. Humans are willing to do business with elves."

"When dealing with humans, they are sometimes more greedy than dwarves."

"We can sign a contract, there will always be a way."

"Did you leave them a contact method?" Orifel made a decision, he looked at Kleist and asked.

"I also gave them a marked gold coin and told him to come and find us."

"We really need to strengthen our equipment, but it is not easy to implement this matter. We need to make a lot of preparations. I will inform the tribe of this news tomorrow. You two are in charge of this matter!" Orifel said this The matter was left to his children.

"Yes, father."

"I'm going to make a plan right now." Kleist finished speaking and was about to leave immediately, "Wait, kid, this matter is not urgent, tell us about your time there!" Wen Ruier shouted Compared with these political affairs, she wanted to hear about Kleist's life in another world.

"It's nothing special, mother." Kleist relaxed and sat down on the stone chair, with his upper body leaning against Thranduil's arm, and she boredly held Thranduil's hair between her fingers Going around, it seems that I can't get excited about this topic.

"Stinky girl, speak up." Thranduil knocked off her dishonest hand.

"Really, my parents are very busy, and they are also very good. Life in Hogwarts is quite peaceful, if there is anything different." Kleist sat up and thought for a while: "Well, I listened to my father's words and made a friend. Of course, after careful observation, his potion is very good. He is a quiet and gloomy person. I ordered a lot of potions from him, mainly for healing. Trauma and blood replenishment, this can also be traded, isn't it?"

"Where did you get the money to trade with others?" Thranduil asked suddenly, and the elves mostly produced and sold themselves, not as obsessed with money as humans and dwarves, but they also had their own treasury.But the money here obviously cannot be used in another world.

"There's a trading place there where you can exchange your jewelry and gold for cash you can use right away. I've traded gold for some, but for the rest? You know, the students at Hogwarts are like Amen I can't find a place to practice my skills. So I went to a place where black people eat black people." Kleist's hand As if she couldn't take it easy, she used magic to find soft rattan, circling her fingers, and a simple wreath was about to take shape.

"As long as you have a small body and you are still black, others will know you are a child at a glance." Their parents looked at them with a smile on the side, and gave each other a tacit look.

"I'm not stupid. The aging potion I drink, only needs six drops, and it can make me look like an adult. It's safe, the only downside is that the time is too short." Kleist cast a spell Decorate the wreath with flowers.The wreath was full of moonlight flowers. These moonlight flowers were much smaller than the real ones. She handed the wreath to Wen Ruier, "Mother, you can take this at night."

"Thank you, it's beautiful and the magic is amazing. Claire, I'd love to see you as a grown-up, you've been growing up longer than we think, I can't wait to see you grow up, boy, if You take that potion, and just fulfill your mother's little wish!" Kleist was reflected in Wenruier's star-blue eyes, and she really couldn't bear to refuse.

"Of course, the aging agent is a kind of time magic. What you see will be what I will grow up in the future. I hope you will not be disappointed. I am a little taller than I am now when I am an adult, and there is not much change."

The family of the Elven King sat in the stone pavilion and talked, and the middle of the conversation was sometimes interspersed with the confrontation between Kleist and Thrangiir and the light laughter of their parents.Kleist used magic to weave a total of four flower crowns, one with berries for his father and Thranduil, and one with moonlight flowers for his mother.They will bring these delicate flower crowns to the evening feast in the woods.

When night fell, the whole big green forest was quiet, but the banquet in the woodland kingdom had just begun. Most of the elves in the woodland kingdom were wood elves, and they liked to be lively.After Orifel led his people to the Great Green Forest, he mixed with these wood elves and established the Woodland Kingdom, and continued their living habits.The elves of the woodland kingdom like to hold banquets very much, big and small, in different seasons, and they are extremely cheerful.They will bring their own food and drinks to share with each other.

There is a small flower hall at the end of the covered bridge. Going up the stairs of the small flower hall is Kleist's room.Thranduil stood in the small flower hall waiting for Kleist, wanting to show how an elder brother cares for his younger sister.In fact, he was curious about Kleist's appearance as an adult. Obviously, the difference between them was not big when they were young, but as time passed, he moved from childhood to youth, and then from youth to adulthood. The gap between them is also growing.Kleist possesses the soul of an adult, but is confined in the body of a child.Such weirdness made Thranduil never able to equate them.Some emotions are as difficult to break out of the ground as seeds buried deep in the ground. It lacks opportunity and hope.But the waiting time is too long, even indefinitely.Thranduil hoped that time magic could give him a little reminder and hope.

Kleist drank six drops of aging potion, and the night in the big green forest was a bit cool. Before going out, Kleist put a thin silver cloak on himself.He enchanted his clothes so that they would return to their original state after the effect of the medicine expired.She shrunk the fruits given by the treant and poured them into a basket woven with rattan. The basket was full of reds, greens and greens, which were very cute.After packing everything, Kleist put on the corolla and went downstairs with the harp in one hand and the basket in the other.

Kleist underestimated her brother's curiosity, she was planning the deal she was about to prepare and went downstairs blankly.Thranduil heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs, he raised his head and was stunned, and swallowed back the harsh words that he almost blurted out. Thranduil's eyes were full of disbelief, and he whispered to himself, "It's just changed. Alone." Thranduil looked carefully, the current Kleist is no smaller than the female elves, and is tall among humans, with long golden curly hair scattered over the waist, and a slender and straight figure , with a long face but without the delicate beauty of an elf, these things are expected.The biggest change is the majesty she stands there, and the slender light blue eyes have a kind of aggression that only the strong can have.This irresistible demeanor attracts everyone's attention unconsciously, making you stop for her and bow your head for her to be conquered by her.

Kleist looked at his brother who was silent to him, stepped forward and said in a clear tone, "Are you waiting for me? Brother".Thrangir was pulled back to reality by her cold voice, looked at Kleist's expressionless face and asked her, "What exactly does time magic mean?"

"It's not interesting, this is what I will look like in the future." Kleist slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at it, not understanding what Thrangir meant.Thranguir looked at her with some horror, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I didn't say anything special."

"Haha, how about it, be surprised!" She looked very happy, and touched her face with a smile.Seeing Kleist like this, Thranduil breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this is normal. "Stop your smirk, it's time for us to go." Thrangir took the fruit basket and led her forward as a habit.

"Do you think father and the others will be frightened by me? Even you are so surprised, it seems really unexpected! Don't speak later, I want them to be surprised!"

"They will be really surprised!" Thranduil walked in front, and Kleist didn't notice his frown.Kleist was thinking about how to scare her elf friends, but Thranduil was wondering, time magic, just like the prophecy, this is what Kleist will look like in the future, what changed her, what did she experience? what.In this way, two people with intense inner activities walked towards the party with indifferent expressions at the same time.

Thranduil and Kleist walked silently on the path in the forest. The passing elves were surprised by the indifference between them when they saw them, especially the domineering Kleist beside Thranduil. Without coming forward to say hello, the elves carefully observed Kleist, but the familiar appearance was different from the usual aura, which made them unable to stop guessing, and even affected the atmosphere of the banquet.

Kleist looks a little cold