[Hobbit+HP] The truth of elves

"Mylord, it's an honor to meet you."

Silvana did not forget to teach Lucius the way of saluting, which made Lucius' inner embarrassment not affect his external error-free performance.

Thranduy accepted Lucius' respect frankly, but did not speak immediately.The scrutinizing eyes fell on Lucius bluntly.Seeing this, Legolas and the other two brown-haired elves who were also on the high platform did not dare to break the silence.

Because the leadership style of the current "master" is not yet clear, Lucius took a conservative approach, lowering his gaze to the position roughly where Thranduil's belt was, and pretending to be listening attentively.

After about a while, Lucius raised his head when he heard a dissatisfied hum.

"Legolas, what is your purpose of bringing him here?" Thranduil turned around, and his figure could be regarded as leisurely stepping up the steps leading to his throne.With his movements, the sights of all elves had to gradually rise.

Leaning sideways on his throne, Thranduil revealed the curvature of his right waistline.When Lucius looked up and saw all this, Thranduil seemed to be finally satisfied, and the slight impatience between his brows disappeared.

"Lucius participated in the training camp's combat test yesterday, but the result was not satisfactory. We need to ask you what kind of job to arrange for him." The tone of Legolas' report was stiff, although what he said was the same as There was no difference when I was joking with Lucius just now, but in this situation, it really doesn't make people laugh.

However, even so, some of the elves present were able to laugh out loud.Thranduil's smile is not uncommon, but compared to the smile of the elf prince, the elf king's smile always has his own imposing manner, not arrogant: "It seems that you are a lucky one, Lucius. Come from a A peaceful world?"

Probably because of this reason, Legolas looked at Lucius following Thranduil's words, and then he fainted a little more in the corner of his eyes because he saw his father who was almost the same as his father and put on a respectful look. smile.

Lucius didn't miss Legolas' little expression, and his serious attitude was also distorted by this episode, and he replied in a strange way: "I'm afraid the truth is not what you guessed. It's just that there are not many battles. It’s just not the same way. At least I don’t think I’m a weakling.”

"Hmm, very confident performance, not bad. It's just a pity that the environment we are in has changed. Let me think about it, a rookie with special fighting ability, hmph," Thranduy snorted emotionally, "Then Stay by my side as a valet."

valet?Of the Elven King?

Lucius didn't hide his surprise.Any vacancy next to any person in power should be a coveted position.

Thranduil just casually gave it to him who had just arrived less than half a month ago and whose details are still unknown?

Is this elf king too low-minded, or does he want to put himself under his nose and observe?If it's the latter, it's too much of a fuss, right?

Half puzzled and half begging for help, Lucius looked at Legolas. Lucius thought he could get some enlightenment.

But all he saw was the strange looks of the other three elves.This made Lucius even more confused.

"Please forgive my presumptuousness, Mylord, why did you make such an arrangement?" The adventurous question did not conform to Lucius' cautious style, but Legolas' weird look made Lucius a little nervous after all.

Not to mention Thranduy's own aura makes it difficult for people to relax, just letting Lucius face a face that is very similar to himself every day is enough to make him feel extremely weird.

"Is there any dissatisfaction with this decision?" Thranduil raised his lips, but Thranduil didn't get angry immediately.

"Of course not, it's my honor. It's just that I'm so flattered, is there any other possibility..." Seeing that there was still a chance, Lucius bit the bullet and continued to ask.

"Other possibilities? A guy with zero combat effectiveness, what else do you think you can do besides a close servant?" Thranduil's merciless contemptuous tone made Lucius speechless, "Do you think you can do it? Tasks such as patrolling? As the captain of the guard, Tauriel, aren't you going to express your opinion?"

The topic was thrown to the brown-haired female elf who reported to Thranduil before Lucius arrived.She glanced at Lucius with some hesitation, and replied very seriously: "Every member of the guard team has gone through a rigorous training, testing and selection process, which not only ensures that they have sufficient self-protection capabilities, but also It also has the requirements to complete various guarding missions of the kingdom."

"So, do you have anything else to say, Lucius?" Of course, Tauriel's point of view would not exceed the expectations of the strategizing Elf King.Before she spoke, Lucius could guess the outcome of the question and answer.

"I have my own fighting style, Mylord, and I have practical experience as a supporting method." Since he still has the right to speak, although the hope is slim, Lucius is not ready to give up the opportunity to fight for it.

"My own fighting style? Very good, very good!" Thranduil showed a pleased smile, "Since you insist, it's not impossible to give you a chance to try."

Just when Lucius thought in astonishment that the Elf King had been persuaded, it was Legolas who jumped out to object first: "Mylord, I don't think your decision is clear."

"This is his persistent will. His courage is commendable and commendable. But since you are worried, I can entrust you with the task of leading him." Thranduil glanced at the elf prince, "Next time you patrol with the guards What time is it?"

"Three days later." Legolas replied not without resentment.

"Then, how about I entrust you with the task of picking flowers for the crown, Lucius. After three days, you can follow Legolas and the guards into the forest. However," a drawn-out word, Thrandur Yi turned his gaze from Lucius to his elven prince and the captain of the guard again, "When I get back, I need a detailed assessment report on Lucius' combat ability, and you both have to report it."

Facing the domineering Elf King, Legolas and Tauriel looked at each other helplessly, and could only accept Lucius, the "hot potato".

After leaving Thranduil's line of sight, receiving Legolas' long instructions and leaving, Lucius suddenly came to his senses.

What is the content of the task I just took over?

defloration!

Confirming again and again that his memory was correct, Lucius felt even more speechless.The missions in the elf kingdom are really wonderful...

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Now that he had the opportunity, Lucius was naturally ready to perform well.

For the first half month, he didn't use the wand he brought from home.In the unfamiliar environment, he couldn't find a place where he could safely experiment with spells.And the only thing he can be sure of is that there is still a magic circulation in his body waiting for his orders.

The only thing wrong is that in the memory of our ancestors, such a thing should not have happened.So Lucius decided to go to the kingdom reference room that was also open to him the next day to check.

However, before Lucius could take a good look at a few lines of text that he was not yet proficient in, a familiar elf face appeared in front of him: "Lucius, Your Majesty Thranduil has summoned you."

There are guards on duty at any time within the range of the Elf King's activities, and this guard, who only met Lucius yesterday, is the best choice to come and summon Lucius.

Filled with bewilderment, Lucius could only let go of his original plan silently, and followed the guards to climb up to the high-level area where the Elf King was again.This time, the elves who stood in front of the elf king and reported changed a few strange faces.

"Okay, let's deal with it like that. You can go down." Thranduy quickly dismissed the people in front of him, beckoning for Lucius to come forward.

"Good morning, Mylord." Lucius stroked his chest in salute.

"Tell me, Lucius." Thranduy, who had been looking at the file in his hand just now, raised his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and revealed the displeasure accumulated between his brows, "What makes you think that you can ignore the arrangement? Work for you?"

The strange task of picking flowers was two days later, so the work Thranduil is talking about now can only be——

"I thought you had agreed for me to carry out the new job you gave me." Lucius didn't dare to show his inner speechlessness, and could only pretend to be panicked.

"I just agree with you to take on the task of picking flowers, but this does not mean that your main job has changed."

With a "snap", Thranduy put the open files together, and threw it on the shelf beside him. At the same time, he responded to Lucius' pretentiousness in a warning tone, "As my valet, I hope that in the future I can see you after waking up, instead of needing me to send someone to invite you."

"...Of course." Swallowing the bitterness in his throat, Lucius knew he could only agree, "There will be no next time."

"Very good, I hope you will do what you say. Follow me now." Thranduy signaled Lucius to pick up the robe he threw aside to follow him, and stepped down the stairs that left this study-like space. .

But after taking two steps, he turned back and said to Lucius who was following him in a hurry: "Also, I will send someone to send new clothes to your room, don't show up to me tomorrow dressed like this again." In front of you," the tone of disgust continued after a slight pause, "and, when talking to me, don't let me see such a humble look again."

The dislike of the Elf King was like a large dark cloud that suddenly floated over Lucius' head, and it rained cats and dogs instantly.Lucius, who seemed to be drenched in heavy rain, was speechless for a moment.