HP - the time the ring is still

Watch the little wizards trick the elves from other kingdoms into eating flavored beans or other sweets from Honeydukes Candy Shop.Watching those elves, some of them breathe fire and some of them float up, they laughed.

Thranduil looked at Kleist whose eyes were all narrowed into a line, and pushed her head amusedly, "Why are you smirking?"

"Do you know? When they first came here, I wanted to leave and let them fend for themselves. Thinking about it now, I made the most correct choice. Without them, the world would be so monotonous!"

"You're not much better!"

Kleist blinked, hugged Thranduil's arm, and said with a smile, "Take it as a compliment! Brother!"

"soy Mujer!"

"Ah, you are here!" Covent sat down across from the two with a glass of wine, and looked at them with a smile.To be precise, his focus is on Kleist, the adopted daughter of the elf, who has shed off her close-fitting soft armor and cloak, and put on a long skirt that is favored by female elves, with a delicate hairstyle. With a small corolla, under the moonlight, the smiling face looks softer and more natural than the harshness of the day.This aroused his curiosity even more, a special human race.

An extremely enthusiastic elf is really rare.No matter how slandered he was, Thranduil replied with a formulaic smile: "Yes."

Covent turned his head to Kleist and smiled, "Your companions are really interesting."

Kleist couldn't figure out his purpose, and followed his words, "Yes, you can go there if you are interested, they have a lot of gadgets."

Covent looked at the noisy crowd in the distance, "There are too many people over there, just take a look here." This girl looked very wary.

Kleist didn't want to chat with him anymore, so he said to Thranduil: "Brother, I went to play with them!"

"Go!

Kleist smiled politely at Covent, and headed towards the gathering place of the young wizards.

Covent seemed a little regretful about Kleist's departure, but because of Thranduil, it was difficult to follow directly, so he had to hold a wine glass and drink with Thranduil.

Thranduil raised his wine glass, lowered his head to drink, his eyes drooped, streams of light flashed by, and a sneer unconsciously formed on the corner of his mouth, but it quickly disappeared.He naturally chatted with Covent about stories among elves, alienated and not rude.

Covent noticed the indifference of Thranduil's enthusiasm, so he wisely ended the topic and shifted his position, but he did not go to Kleist again. Too much initiative would only make people wary and suspicious.

Ranrisa Bulstrode approached Kleist and asked, "How long do we have to stay here?"

Kleist looked at the lively crowd and said with a smile, "Not necessarily, we're just here to play."

"Kleist, do you play wizard chess?"

"What's the stake?"

"Strange Beans!"

"Don't play!"

Kleist didn't know when the little wizards' banquet would end. She and Thranduil were going to attend the next day's meeting, so they didn't dare to delay too long, so they left after playing for a while.

As for the little wizards, they have already learned of the indissoluble hatred between Kleist and the Noldor from the few words of the elves last night.I didn't expect Kleist to really hold a grudge. It's been almost 1000 years and I haven't forgotten it.But only Kleist could make such an oath of meeting once and hitting once.

The morning air was cool, and the mist in the forest dissipated in the first morning light. Thranduil led Kleist towards the parliament tower. The road was not long, but they walked very slowly.

"did you sleep well last night?"

Kleist looked up at Thranduil, couldn't help but rolled his eyes with a smile, her brother was not the most dazzling among the elves, but in her eyes he was the most real.Knowing Thranduil's sudden triviality, she grinned and said, "I'm fine. I know you're all worried about me. Actually, it's not difficult. For me, those painful memories have begun to fade!"

"But this is not something that must be done. We don't even need to tell them too much detail. This is everyone's own choice. Believe it or not, fight or not fight! We can't stop the darkness from coming!"

"I'm not that responsible, but I've seen very bad things, and it would be my nightmare if I were the only one to know and everyone else was blinded. We should always stand for those who stand before the danger comes. Our loved ones and friends who have been with us behind us have a chance of survival, even if it is a small reminder!"

Thranduil took Kleist's scarred right hand and lowered his eyes, "I can feel your pain, but I can't comfort it. This is my greatest torture!"

"Thir!" Kleist approached Thranduil, hugged him, and leaned on his chest and said softly: "No matter when, you have to believe that our souls will always be together!"

Thranduil kissed the top of her hair, "Let's go, don't be late!"

The tower of Londel is like other elf buildings. It is built on a huge banyan tree. A huge staircase spirals all the way up from the root of the tree, and the meeting room is set up at the top.There are very few elves living in Londel, and this area was cleaned out temporarily, so there is nothing to see.

Kleist grumbled as he climbed the stairs: "I'm a little dizzy!"

"Be patient, it's almost there!"

"Hey, if I knew it earlier, I would have asked you to bring me up."

As soon as Thranduil heard it, he knew what Kleist was calling attention to. At this time, he wanted to become a dragon, and he would not let him touch it at ordinary times. The thought was beautiful, "Hmph!"

When the two of them lingered and approached the door of the meeting room, the door was pushed open, and Covent leaned out, surprised and said: "You guys are here, just in time, you are the only ones missing!"

Ignoring Thranduil's glaring gaze, Kress pursed his lips and said, "I'm not late, but they were early."

Thranduil cast a sideways glance, "Stop being so talkative, hurry up!"

Kleist followed Thranduil with a restrained expression, nodded to Coventry, walked into the council room, and saluted together with Thranduil to the lords sitting in the first seats.

Cirdan said: "We have wasted a few days. Since the Woodland Kingdom has evidence, how about we just look at the evidence and discuss it?"

Gilgalad nodded and said, "That's fine!"

The others didn't have any objections, and they all looked at Kleist who was standing below.

Kleist took out his wand and tapped his palm, and a dark soft leather sofa suddenly appeared behind her. Kleist ignored the surprise of the other elves, sat on it calmly, and said with a smile: "It's okay for you to see, but, You will keep my secret, I don't want anyone outside this room to know a word."

Childan: "We can guarantee this."

Kleist smiled slightly: "Guarantees are not enough, let's make an oath!"

Anda, the lord of Lothlorian, was the first to raise objections, "Why? Do your parents and elder brothers also take an oath?"

Kleist: "Because I trust them, but I don't trust you. After all, some of you here have a close relationship with Sauron!"

Gilgalad grasped the key point: "What did you say? What do you know?" This is not good news. He looked at the elves who were obviously moving around. If this kind of thing does not give a specific answer, it will only make each other Suspicion may cause irreparable losses.

Galadriel also frowned, but what she was looking at was Celebrimorn, whose expression suddenly changed, which made her feel even more uneasy.

Kleist raised his chin, "I can tell you all, but I must swear!"

Cirdan: "We can make oaths, but oaths can sometimes be broken!"

Kleist smiled and said, "That's not a problem." She gently raised her hem, stretched out her right foot and stepped hard on the floor, a magic circle glowing white centered on Kleist's right toe. Spread out, and in an instant, the entire hall was within Kleist's magic circle. "As long as you say "I am willing to swear on my life", I promise you will always keep silent about this matter from now on."

Cirdan: "What is the price of the oath?"

Kleist smiled lightly: "O life! If you reveal the secret, you will die!"

Gilgalad: "Are you sure?"

Kleist said to himself: "I can do it!" Suddenly the whole hall fell silent, and everyone was silent.

"I'm willing to swear on my life!" Thranduil was the first to stand up and say it when others were hesitant or surprised. A small independent light circle immediately appeared under his feet and then disappeared quickly, becoming blank, leaving only The floor of the council room, and nothing else.Kleist looked at her brother with a smile, full of joy.

What made Kleist even more surprising was that the second person who was willing to swear was Covent. He said "I am willing to swear with my life!", and looked at Kleist afterwards and gave him a kind smile.

With the beginning, things are much simpler, and the rest of the elves made oaths one after another seeing that the others were not uncomfortable.

Gilgalad watched everyone do the same, and said, "We have shown our sincerity, now it's your turn!"

Kleist nodded, she lightly waved her wand, and there was a few "bang bang", all the windows in the council room were closed, and the lights suddenly dimmed. Kleist looked at the restless elves and said: "This It's my evidence, memory!" After finishing speaking, Kleist took out a piece of white silk mist from his head and threw it to the center of the conference room. With a "boom", everyone present entered one another. The world, they can only watch, but cannot touch.

"The scenery here looks familiar!"

"Here is the