[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

Two days later, when the young deer's injury showed signs of improvement, Thranduil walked to the edge of the forest involuntarily after finishing dealing with various affairs in the dense forest.

At that time, the giant green forest had not been polluted, and was still full of vitality, with luxuriant leaves and branches, almost covering the sky and the sun.He didn't know why he came here subconsciously. The elves are not a race that likes to take risks and go out. Although Thranduil would go around from time to time due to the prince's responsibility, he rarely walked so far .

By the time he reacted, the surrounding scenery had become very familiar.He just passed here the day before yesterday.

But since he had already arrived, Thranduil simply walked around the edge of the forest.To his disappointment, he didn't meet the gray-haired Avari again. He guessed that she didn't live nearby, and probably the last time he came here was just to relax.

He even put extra weight on his steps this time, deliberately reminding the hidden creatures around him of his existence - he didn't want to be treated the same as the deer, to be shot by an Avari so unintentionally.

There was no gain, so Thranduil had to turn back.But obviously, as the prince of the woodland kingdom, he would not give up halfway easily—after a few days, he ran to the edge for a walk in the name of patrolling the forest.This time he finally got his wish——

He spotted her in the eastern corner of the forest.No—more precisely, she showed up and saved his life.

He never expected that this Avari would actually set a trap on the road ahead!And her skills are quite ingenious, even the elves who are also good at running and walking in the woodland are completely unable to detect any traces of something wrong.

At that time, he was carefully observing everything around him, trying to detect a trace of her whereabouts from the tall and dense branches and leaves.He didn't notice that there was a deep trap full of sharp stakes under his feet. If she hadn't reminded him loudly and made him stop in place in time, he might become the first one in the dense forest to die from a trap of the same kind. prince.

Just thinking about it makes me feel so ashamed.

At that time, Thranduil heard a familiar and indifferent voice, he stopped immediately, feeling very happy in his heart, raised his head and looked towards the place where the voice came from—then he saw the gray-haired female elf coming from She jumped down from the tree, stared at him for a few seconds, and frowned slightly, as if she was a little impatient with this guy who came out halfway and interrupted her plan.But she couldn't just watch him step on the ground, and had to show up from the dark——

"Stop. There are traps."

Thranduil was slightly taken aback.

trap?What is an elf doing here as a trap?They don't hunt, rice cakes, dew, plant fruits, mellow wine... these natural gifts can fully satisfy the taste of elves.Although the elves are good at making traps and can make a qualified trap in a short period of time, most of the time they don't need to do this, so Thranduil is almost defenseless against it.

He looked down at the dirt ahead.Can't see anything wrong.

As soon as Avari saw his expression, she understood what the other party was thinking. She silently pulled out an arrow and shot it into the flat ground——

With a crash, the thick fallen leaves and soil subsided instantly, and a pit with a diameter of more than one meter appeared in front of my eyes. The bottom of the pit was densely packed with wooden sticks whose ends were sharpened and aimed at the sky.There is no doubt that no matter how thick-skinned a beast falls, it can still poke blood holes alive.

Thranduil took a breath, "You..."

"Go back, Gray Elf," she said, indifferently. "You interrupted my hunting of spiders and goblins."

spider?

Thranduil's expression became a little dignified.He knew that evil creatures had gradually spread here from the west in recent years, but he didn't expect that the speed would be so fast. Did the power of the famous ancient spider, Angorian, the dark weaver, have already begun to erode here?

Orcs?Aren't they blocked on the side of the Misty Mountains?And now there are scouts?

This is not a good sign.He needs to inform all elves about this.The worst outcome that can be expected may be that they are about to usher in a war.

If that's the case... Isn't she very dangerous now?

Thranduil stared at her, thought for a while, and then said, "You can migrate to a safer place with my group."

The Giant Green Forest is the largest forest in the north. Even if evil creatures start to invade wantonly, they will not spread deeper through this forest due to the persistence of the Woodland Kingdom for at least a hundred years.He's happy to keep her safe if she's willing to join them.

It's a pity that his proposal was rejected by the other party without hesitation.

Sierra Araya looked at him silently for a few seconds, he wasn't quite sure what the expression on her face meant at that moment...Exploring?pity?contempt?Suspect?

When he was trying to understand more deeply the meaning of her subtle look, the other party spoke.

"Get out of here," said the gray-haired Avari, "as far away as possible."

After finishing speaking, she turned her face to the side and looked beyond the forest.From the mountain range in the distance that is filled with thick fog all the year round, there is an uneasy atmosphere floating faintly.Full of darkness, despair, fear, and terrifying corrosive power.Accompanied by that breath, there are more and more spiders, poisonous flowers and plants, sneaky orcs, and groups of goblins migrating and fleeing from there.

She is a very territorial rejecter.She has lived in this forest for a long time, and she instinctively dislikes any invasion of her dwelling, living or dead.She'll do whatever it takes to keep them out of the fringes.

The reason why Xiao Lu was accidentally injured was also because she regarded him as a dark creature that was sneaking up.She'd killed a lot of nasty things before that, but somehow they started getting stronger and it became harder to deal with them.This gray elf looks pretty good, but in her eyes, it's just good, clean and neat, but lacks the experience of blood and gunpowder smoke, and it's not hard enough.

As for the other party's invitation... She really didn't have much interest in living with a group of rowdy wood elves.Her parents died very early, and she began to wander around with the group when she was less than 50 years old. She is used to being free and independent, and does not like to be restrained by any means.

She seldom speaks to the elves, even to the same kind of Avari.It was rare for her to speak to this gray elf, and it was only because the gray elf had a very beautiful face, and elves usually have little resistance to beautiful and delicate things.

Only the prince of the jungle, whose face was looked at by the other party, could hear the unrejection in her tone. He thought for a while, but did not respond to her immediately, but took out a familiar fruit shell from his arms and placed it not far from her. On the fallen leaves in the distance, I took out a small pouch containing the wine, a few plump and juicy fruits, put them together with the plaster, and then raised my head, the gray eyes were like the beginning of dawn, with a bright and pure brilliance——

"This is your medicine. This is the gray elves' favorite wine and food...as a thank you for that day."

Avari glanced at him, then returned his gaze to his face, and remained silent for a while.

"I will come here to look for you again." Thranduil said, his tone finally brought the majesty he had been born with, as if he was telling her, "... I hope next time I come, you Still there."

After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly, turned and left without hesitation.

The gray-haired Avari frowned slightly, watching the other party's brilliant blond hair gradually disappear into the depths of the dense forest.She didn't understand the true meaning of the other party's unfinished words. At present, she only understands one thing——

This fellow, who is prettier than a elf, will come to her soon.But what did he come to her for?Did he want to help set the trap?

But she didn't want other people to cause trouble at all, she was enough to deal with those things alone.

but……

Avari's eyes slowly moved to a pile of things on the ground that were said to be "thank you gifts".

Plasters and fruits are nothing, but...

liqueur?

... Well, I have to admit that she still likes this thank you gift.Few elves can refuse fine wine.

After thinking about it, she finally picked up everything, made a new trap, and then hid it, just like the best hunter, silently, waiting for the prey to walk into the cloth without knowing it. A cage full of sharp blades, suicidal.

……

A few days later, Thranduil came as expected.

He rushed all the way, but when he approached the agreed place, he suddenly slowed down, and his steps became slow. At first glance, he looked as if he was strolling in the garden, full of the elegance of strolling in the garden, and walked slowly. Under that giant tree.

He looked around, it was very quiet, only the melodious birdsong in the distance.The figure of the gray-haired Avari was not found.

Maybe he came a little early?Maybe she hasn't arrived yet?

Thranduil decided to wait a little longer.He leaned against the tree bored, looked around casually, and then lowered his head, he found a pile of familiar-looking large fruit stones stacked under the trunk.

This looks... like the remains of the fruit he brought that day?

Thranduil stared at the fruit core that was folded into a three-dimensional triangle, and was silent for a while, then suddenly he couldn't help but curl his lips.

Well... this Avari is really interesting.

He looked at the pits where the flesh had been eaten clean, an idea flashed through his mind, he paused, and decided to turn it into reality without much hesitation.So he stooped down and picked up the smallest one, wiped the mud off it with a fresh leaf, and carried it home.

Since then, Thranduil would go to their agreed place every few days, each time bringing a different type of fresh fruit.The gray-haired Avari would show up sometimes, sometimes not, but whether he happened to meet her back or not, the stones piled up under the trunk told him a fact: even if he didn't wait She left, and she did turn back after that, and silently accepted his gifts, and ate them up according to the principle of "never waste", and then politely returned the remains of the fruit to him. he.

Thranduil would not take them all.He only picks the smallest one every time.Although Avari didn't understand his intentions at all, since he seemed to like these things...of course she wouldn't stop her.She just didn't know why he sent gifts every now and then. She remembered that she didn't seem to have anything worthy of his special thanks.

Could it be that he was expressing his life-saving grace that time?

If that's the case... well, then the Sindarin is quite polite.

This back and forth went on for several years, and their relationship remained tepid but never broken.Thranduil slowly began to understand the daily life of this lonely and indifferent Avari: Before that, he was no different from other elves, full stomach, running, jumping, sitting quietly... except for singing, drinking, Celebrate these few rituals.They are more like outcast fakirs than happy, carefree wood elves.

She was not there many times when Thranduil came to look for her.It was only later that he began to understand the reason: after he reported the news to his father that the dense forest had also begun to be invaded by evil, his group had already begun to prepare for the northward migration, but migration was always a huge project and could not be completed overnight , he was able to continue to meet her in these years.And in the days when she didn't rush back, she went to the mountains farther from the forest, expelling and hunting those dark creatures that were more eager to move, trying to keep them out of the dense forest.

This used to have some effect, but her strength alone was still too weak, and it was beginning to be unable to stop them from continuing to spread around.With the rise of Sauron, the forces of darkness became stronger and stronger, and even Thranduil would see white mist and spider webs growing on giant trees from time to time when he patrolled the territory... He began to realize that things were farther More serious than he imagined.

This lasted for three years, and the elves finally made preparations and moved their clan northward.On the eve of departure, Thranduil came to the place where they met again, and brought a somewhat special gift.

An exquisite necklace carved from the stones he collected.He did it himself and never did it by others.

Fortunately, Avari did not leave the forest that day.He got his wish to meet her.

When Thranduil took out the necklace and handed it to her, the female elf looked at him in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

Thranduil had never done this kind of thing before, he was so nervous that his whole body trembled slightly, but this couldn't be noticed by the other party, it would make him feel ashamed.He tried his best to maintain his superficial composure, looking completely elegant and elegant like a prince, staring into her eyes, and spoke slowly——

"It's been three years since I first saw you, and I think maybe we've started to develop a unique connection, like the moon in this sky rises every day in the dark night, like The roots of this forest have been entrenched for thousands of years and have never been shaken—”

"..." The female elf frowned slightly.She still didn't understand what he was trying to say.

Thranduil looked at her calm face, his throat seemed a little dry and itchy, he couldn't help but cleared his throat, coughed softly, clenched his fingers under the robe tightly, his gray eyes didn't blink Staring at her, silent for a few seconds——

"Sera Araya," he said the name that had been silently said countless times, his voice was low and soft, "Now I sincerely invite you again, risking the shame and anxiety of being rejected by you again... Would you like to, and Let me migrate further north together, away from this endless darkness and erosion that is gradually spreading?——If you believe, I will definitely use all my strength to keep you safe and sound, so that you will have a smile on your face for the rest of your life—"

She was slightly taken aback.

The author has something to say: I was lovable by the young king, ah~ beautiful youth~

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