[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

A moonless night, without moonlight or starlight, is the darkest and most dangerous time of the year.

In the dark dense forest, it was so quiet that even the sound of the wind could not be heard.This sick forest is like a dying old man, whose breath is full of decadence and corruption, without a trace of life, without a ray of skylight.

The best wood elves stay loyal to their posts and do not leave half a step.They have excellent hearing, and living in the woodland all year round has made the five senses of the elves sharp to the extreme, so they can easily detect the rustling sound of broken leaves not far away.

The guard looked over sharply. After seeing the identity of the comer, he was slightly taken aback, and then bowed his head to salute him.

The Elven King wore a silver-white waist-cut dress embroidered with gorgeous and complicated patterns, which could almost emit a shimmer in the dark forest. When receiving visitors, they will be worn with great care and respect.He was wearing a delicate and unique silver crown, his brilliant blond hair was flowing like water on his shoulders, his gray eyes looked over through the dense branches and leaves, his face was so dazzling that it almost lit up the night.

The Elf King nodded reservedly to the guard, then walked slowly, walked under the giant tree, raised his head slightly, glanced at it casually, then turned his head and asked the guard in a low voice, "Tonight...nothing happened. Change?"

The wood elf shook his head and lowered his voice, "I never went out."

Thranduil frowned slightly. He seemed to have thought of something, his eyes gradually darkened, he pursed his lips slightly, and said to them, "I'll go and see for myself...you guys stay away."

The wood elf nodded and signaled to his companions, and all the guards around walked away tacitly, leaving enough quiet private space.

Thranduil stood under the tree with his hands behind his back for a long time, until the forest was so dark that there was no light at all, he finally seemed to have figured something out, jumped up the branch lightly and soundlessly, and walked towards the tree house.

He stood outside the wooden door and listened quietly.There were light breathing sounds and the sound of gurgling liquid flowing inside.

A strong aroma of wine filled the air.He immediately understood what the other party was doing, he was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously paused for a few seconds.

"Aren't you going to come in and sit down?" The soft and hoarse female voice was slightly interested and drunk.

Thranduil was not surprised that she could detect his presence.She has always been an excellent hunter, whether against beasts or elves.

He adjusted his breathing a little, then pushed open the door and looked over.

The inside of the tree house was pitch black, but the elves' keen eyesight could see everything around them clearly at the first time——

The gray female elf was lazily nestled on the half-suspended rattan chair, with half of her body leaning against the armrest.The wicker chair was not big enough to accommodate the elf's slender body, so she stretched out a pair of legs, with one foot touching the ground vaguely, and the other leg curled up on the edge of the wicker chair.Because the posture was too casual and unruly, the white robe that was long enough to cover the ankles was pulled above the knees, and most of the legs were exposed, which was dazzlingly white.

As soon as Thranduil stopped breathing, he immediately turned his face to avoid this scene, closed his eyes, and clenched his fingers, "...what are you doing?"

Sera propped her cheek with one hand, shook her head at him with a small wine jug in the other hand, smiled lightly, her breath was full of mellow wine, "Can't you see, I'm using wine to relieve my worries Ah, King of the Woodlands."

Borrowing wine...to relieve your worries?What worries does she have?

The elf king took a deep breath in his heart. He found that once he faced this female elf, all his usual calmness and majesty would frighten her. He hated that the other party took all his weaknesses and squandered them recklessly.As long as he sees her and looks into those blue eyes, the fire in his heart will be revived and burn endlessly.

Thranduil tried his best to suppress the complicated emotions in his chest. He was sure that there would be no look on his face that could arouse suspicion, so he slowly turned his face to the side. After a long time of deliberation, he was just about to speak——

A wine jug flew towards him.

Thranduil grasped it swiftly, not letting a drop of the wine spill.He moved his nose lightly, smelling the familiar aroma of wine, his eyes instantly darkened.

He unconsciously clenched the jug, and after a long while, a deep voice resounded in the night, "...Who brought you this wine?"

Sera was lazily leaning on the rattan chair, and when he heard this, he turned his head, and he could see her face clearly, with a haze of drunkenness, a slight sparkle of water in her eyes, and her pale lips faintly. Raising it to one side, it seems to be looking at him, and it seems to be thinking about what he said, and after a long time, it dragged its voice and said——

"A female elf... I asked her to bring some good wine. What's the matter? Don't you like it?"

She had a half-smile, "This good thing...doesn't it remind you of something?"

Thranduil put the jug aside, he stood at the door, tall and slender, full of oppression, together with his voice, "No," he said, without any special ups and downs in the tone, "there are many Good wine, this one is not the best."

Sera narrowed her eyes, she looked a little drunk, one hand supported her chin, her fingers danced nimbly on her lips, she showed a hazy and meaningful smile, her voice was very soft, as if she was asking ,"……Yeah……"

She seemed to be a little sleepy, and she couldn't help getting up from the wicker chair, stretching her waist, her robe stretched tightly around her body, revealing the smooth and beautiful body lines of an elf.She yawned lightly, stepped barefoot on the soft vegetation, and turned her head to look at him. A pair of clear blue eyes pierced the darkness, holding a slightly damp watery light under the night, full of temptation.

"Well, in that case..." She tilted her head slightly, as if thinking, and successfully attracted all the attention of the other party. After a long while, she nodded as if suddenly realizing, "In that case... Maybe I can help you."

Thranduil paused, a little puzzled.help him?What can she do for him?

Sera slowly showed a hazy smile at him, and said softly, "Since you don't remember... I'll help you remember—"

The Elf King immediately sounded the alarm, and took two steps back to avoid it, but he didn't expect her to recover much faster than expected, besides, today is a moonless night, the moment when the dark power is at its strongest, even though he has gone through war The baptism is excellent, and it is definitely not the opponent of Avari at his peak——

The dark elf pounced on him like an awakened beast, and easily suppressed all his counterattacks with her shots like lightning. Her pale and slender arms and fingers seemed to contain terrifying power, and she successfully took off his offensive with just one blow. , just like how he had treated her before, he pressed the Elf King hard against the wall of the tree house, and even held his throat dangerously with his cold fingers——

"Be quiet, Thranduil," she said, full of a kind of seductive teasing, "tonight...you can't beat me."

There was a shattering pain in his back, but the Elf King didn't show any pain on his face. He tried to struggle to get rid of the opponent's more and more forceful suppression. After several back and forth, he finally gave up and slowly lowered his eyes. , stared at her face, calmly, and spoke slowly.

"You're taking revenge on me?" For what he'd done to her once, for keeping her captive and ignoring her?

Sera's fingers slowly rubbed the soft skin under her fingertips and his slightly rolling Adam's apple. She seemed to be completely attracted by these, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she focused on molesting one of the most sensitive parts of the elf, looking It seems that it wants to jump over and bite.Hearing his unclear words, Sera couldn't help but chuckled softly, her voice was hoarse and slightly drunk——

"Revenge?... Ah... It's not surprising that you think so. You have endured not coming to see me for so many days, don't you just want to take advantage of this special night today, and let me 'revenge' you?"

Thranduil turned his face to the side, his tone indifferent, "It's ridiculous."

Sera laughed softly, the strong aroma of wine permeated her breath, such a short distance penetrated into his nose and mind, easily disrupting his sobriety and reason.He hated such a situation, the other party easily suppressed him from above, but he was powerless to resist and was completely in a slump, allowing her words to be pierced into his chest like a knife——

Sera looked at the side face of the Elf King with interest, the long eyelashes completely betrayed its owner, and its shaking was so frequent and violent, revealing his suppressed emotions.He always looks condescending on weekdays, his eyes are calm and full of majesty, and he never expresses superfluous emotions easily, but only at this night, in this dark hour, in this silent tree house, in her In front of you, you can see a little bit of the shadow of the jungle prince——

Oh, Thranduil at that time was so young, so young, so fearless, but he was much cuter than this one now.

Sera couldn't help but smiled amusedly, and moved closer, so close that he could smell his breath, and he could touch his smooth and flawless skin with his lips open——

"You said you didn't remember, did you?..." With a drunken laugh, she got into his ears like a devil, "Now, how about I help you remember it all, Serendi you?"

The Elf King took a breath, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were distant and confused for a moment.

Memories?

...yes, that was really a...long memory.

The author has something to say: I’m sorry, I overestimated my chattering attributes. The car in this chapter can’t be driven anymore. I’m guaranteed to get in the car in the next chapter==

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