[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

Unsurprisingly, when Thranduil learned of Sera's contamination, she was taken to another, safer and more secret place.

The giant tree that carried all their memories.

Thranduil asked the wood elf to build an exquisite tree house on the thick trunk of the giant tree within two days, and imprisoned her there, surrounded by his powerful guards, not allowing her to leave half a step.

Sera didn't struggle. When he made this decision, he just glanced at his back with his hands behind his back, and was taken down obediently by the guards.

To be honest, she can understand the other party's thoughts very well - what does it mean to be a polluted elf?This means that Sierra Arakuya is no longer the darling of gods and nature, and she has lost the divine power bestowed by Vera.This doesn't just mean that she was kicked out of the elves, a holy race that interprets love and beauty-Sera, and will become another sower of dark energy.

Yes, today's Sierra is a new source of pollution.

Thranduil was unwilling to just let her go, but worried that his subjects would be eroded by the darkness unknowingly. After weighing the two, he could only make such a compromise choice.

He imprisoned her in the forest, not only to ensure that she would not pollute his kingdom, but also to stay quietly under his nose all the time, and not to disappear without a trace like last time.

Sera was brought under the giant tree, looked up at the tree house that was so exquisite that it didn't look like it was built in two days, raised her eyebrows, and under the watchful eyes of the surrounding guards, she climbed up lightly, pushed away wooden door.

【Wow~】The snake exclaimed, 【You are simply the luckiest prisoner in the world】

All the furnishings of this tree house are filled with the harsh aesthetic definition of the elves: the door handle is polished very smooth, densely covered with the natural texture of trees.There are two small windows that are symmetrical from north to south. In addition to the soft and comfortable wooden bed, there is also a wicker chair hanging in the center, facing the sunny side.The ground is planted with natural green vegetation, which is soft to step on and absorbs all sounds.Beautiful and fragrant flowers are grafted everywhere as decorations, and pouches containing fine wine are placed in the corners.It looks clean and tidy at first glance, full of natural fragrance.

This is probably what people say, the closest to nature and the place where they have always dreamed of living.As long as you open the window is a forest and sunshine.

[Not bad] Sera raised her eyebrows, not only is it not bad, it is even warmer and more comfortable than living in a gorgeous palace, [just meets the treatment of a prince's biological mother]

Snake muttered, 【Speaking of which, I imprisoned you here alone... I can understand that he has ulterior motives? 】

Sera was lazily lying on the soft bed, the sun was shining in the room, and she narrowed her eyes slightly in comfort, 【Guess how long he will endure this time? 】

【one day! 】The snake replied excitedly,【No! --long time! 】

[I guess it's half a month] Sera smiled, [What do you think? 】

The snake thought about it for a while, stuck out the tip of its tongue, and quietly became oily, 【Oh?Tell me your reason]

[He is a qualified king, not as easy to deceive as others] Sera put his hand on his forehead and said lazily, [Even if he believed my words at the beginning, once I leave, no one can disturb him anymore Sanity... Guess what he's going to do next? 】

The snake snorted, 【You mean, he will check what you said?Through who? 】

[The half-orcs on the Misty Mountains] Sera said, [Those disgusting things are not loyal, they will tell everything they know in order to survive, as long as one of them has seen me, then he It's easy to get the answer——]

【Is there another reason...】 Sera smiled meaningfully, 【He also needs enough time to make up his mind to face me】

[Half a month? 】The snake hissed, 【Is it too long?He can bear it? 】

Sera looked up at the roof, [Half a month later is the moonless day, the moment when the dark power is strongest.Do you think he was worried that I would defeat the guards and escape from here? 】

The snake suddenly realized and couldn't help laughing, 【Then I'll just wait and see, my dear—enjoy the next time in captivity~】

……

Every day in the following days, the elves stationed under the giant tree would go back and forth between the tree house and the main hall, faithfully reporting the news of the prisoner to the elf king.

For example, Sierra sleeps until the sun rises every day before fully waking up. The first thing she does when she wakes up is to pour herself a glass of high-strength fruit wine.

For example, she rarely walks out of the tree house and is completely exposed to the guards' sight. What she usually does from sunrise to sunset is to lazily nestle in the wicker chair in a daze for most of the day.

For example, she would occasionally open the door and come out, take a walk back and forth on the trunk of the giant tree, or simply sit down, swing her legs back and forth in the air, and look up at the night sky.

For another example, if she happened to meet the returning Guardians while looking out the window, she would wave and say hello to them, even if she never got a response.

For another example, she never took the initiative to ask for news about the Elf King...

——Well, in fact, he shouldn't have reported this sentence truthfully.

The wood elf looked carefully at Thranduil's face, then immediately withdrew his eyes, pretending he didn't see anything serious.

The Elf King was sitting at the desk, flipping through the letters from the Misty Mountains. When he heard these words, he paused, his eyes narrowed, and then he relaxed again, his tone so calm that no fluctuations could be heard.

"Never asked?"

The wood elf thought it was bad, but still respectful on the surface, he replied, "... yes." After a pause, he thought for a few seconds, and felt that it was necessary to add a sentence, "—but that Avari The elf... she would often push open the window and look towards the forest to the south."

In the south, there is the home she lived in.It's also where they first met.

The Elf King's eyelashes flicked slightly.He was silent for a moment, and finally slowly raised his head, the blond hair seemed to be shining under the light of the candle, too bright to look directly at, and his gray eyes were also full of majesty——

"The forests of the south? Why are you so sure?"

The wood elf replied cautiously, "Because sometimes that Avari elf would talk to us... She asked us if we have been to the dense forest further south..."

Although he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at the time, he subconsciously kept it firmly in mind, thinking that it would be useful one day.It turns out he was right.

Thranduil lowered his eyes, he didn't seem to take this sentence to heart, but just set his eyes on the scroll in front of him, as if a difficult question was mentioned in it, he thought for a long time before he said in a low voice, slowly Speak slowly——

"Tomorrow...is a moonless day?"

The wood elf was stunned for a moment, and then immediately replied, "Yes." He hesitated for a while, and asked cautiously, "We need us..."

"No need." Thranduil seemed to chuckle lightly, but took it back in an instant, as fast as an illusion, "Darkness will sweep over that day—and I will go to inspect it myself."

Patrol?

The wood elf looked weird, but he didn't dare to make any further comments after all. After waiting for a while, he saw that the king had nothing else to ask, so he retreated quietly.

Thranduil stared silently at the candle flame that flickered from time to time in front of him, his gaze was emptied, he didn't know what he thought of, a very light and warm smile appeared on his lips first, then he turned around immediately, It sank suddenly, and the lip line was tightly drawn.

—never asked him...not once?

As always, Sierra Araya's style.The ego and indifference in her bones really haven't changed at all.

Thranduil sneered shortly, and just as he was about to shake that figure out of his mind, he heard someone knock on the door lightly.

"Come in." A low voice said.

It was the female elf who came to report the news of Sera's refusal to eat last time.She pushed open the door with an unspeakable pain and desolation on her face.

Thranduil frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

The female elf looked at his expression, and couldn't help but become more miserable, "Uh... the little prince... the little prince..."

Thranduil stood up slowly, his gaze became very sharp, "Legolas? What's wrong with him?"

The female elf quickly shook her head, "The little prince is fine, nothing happened, it's just...he started crying after waking up today, no one can persuade him, and he doesn't want to drink his favorite white sap ..."

Upon hearing this, Thranduil frowned slowly, but frowned even tighter the next moment, "What do you want to say?"

The female elf groaned incessantly. If she hadn't taken into account the little prince's emotions, she really didn't want to bump into the muzzle of the gun. She could only avoid the king's oppressive gaze, and said cautiously, "I think...does the prince need a gun?" , need... a mother?..."

Thranduil, "...get out."

The female elf jumped out immediately without looking back, and she didn't forget to close the door before leaving.

Thranduil stood silently in front of the desk for a long time, finally took a deep breath, raised his eyes, opened the door and walked towards the side hall.

He kept walking all the way to Legolas' room.Before I walked to the door and opened it, I heard the baby's indomitable crying, mixed with the coaxing and singing of the elves.

Legolas has always been a very sensible child. He never messes around on weekdays. He goes to bed obediently after eating and drinking. He doesn't cause any trouble to any elves. All the elves who take care of him love him very much.But just today, she cried loudly as if she had changed her temper, and refused to stop no matter who came to coax her.

Thranduil stayed quietly outside the door for a while, and finally pushed open the door and walked in when the baby was crying so hard that his voice was a little hoarse.

Seeing the king coming, the elf bowed to him with the child in his arms, and then looked at him anxiously.

Thranduil didn't blame her for not taking good care of her, but just stretched out his hand and said flatly, "Give it to me."

The elf breathed a sigh of relief, handed the baby over carefully, turned and walked out.

Thranduil held the child in an unskilled posture, his whole body tensed up stiffly, not daring to squeeze him hard for fear of hurting him.He lowered his head, just in time to meet the blue eyes of the baby Qingkong.

There were still tears in the eyes, the eye sockets were red from crying, and the little nose twitched.Seeing that it was his father coming, little Legolas pursed his mouth, grasped his long blond hair scattered on his chest with his soft fingers, restrained himself from crying, and looked extremely aggrieved.

It's in his blood.Has the same eyes as his mother.

As long as you see him, no matter how hard your heart is, it will be heated and softened by the tears of children.

Do you also know that tomorrow is unusual, and feel the restlessness in the blood of the other half?

Thranduil looked at the baby with complicated eyes, and little Legolas sniffled and looked at him with wet eyes without blinking.

"Why are you crying?" Thranduil's voice was very soft, and he stretched out his fingers to wipe away the remaining milk stains from the corners of the baby's mouth.

Little Green Leaf immediately leaned against his chest, a few strands of hair were stained on his soft and gentle cheeks, he could feel the unique sweet breath of a child, his bony and boneless fingers grasped his hair more and more tightly, clearly express what he wants to say-

Thrandilton held for a few seconds.

"No." He refused in a cold tone, and immediately noticed that the corner of the baby's mouth was curled down, as if he was about to cry again. He immediately softened his voice and told him, "...not yet."

Little Green Leaf raised her head, her eyes aggrieved.

Thranduil's slender fingers slowly smoothed the fluffy blond hair on the child's head, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "You can't see her now...you are still young, Legolas, you don't understand."

The baby tossed his hair and seemed to dislike him messing with his hairstyle.

Thranduil put down his fingers and patted his soft back lightly. His voice was low and clear, and his warm breath diffused into the baby's ears, "However, we can use another method..."

"You can't see her yet, but if you really miss her very much...I'll tell her for you, okay, Luye?"

Legolas: ...

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