[Hobbit+HP] The truth of elves

Dead silence, emptiness.

Being in this space is like being weightless.The feeling of not touching the ground made Lucius feel thin.

In the darkness, white spots of light suddenly appeared.

Their waves made Lucius involuntarily fluctuate with the sway, as if he was in it, but he seemed to be out of it.

Until the surrounding black matte environment began to make these gathered white light spheres look a little weak.

During the gathering, a shiny black ball of light suddenly appeared in the finely divided white.

For some reason, Lucius felt a sense of chasing.

But at this time, the wandering just now seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.Lucius just watched the black dot invade from the edge of the white area, and then annihilated in the center of the white area.

Back and forth.

Encountering half-orcs was beyond the expectation of all the elves. Because of lack of understanding, Lucius only knew that Mirkwood was not an area where half-orcs should be active, and could not speculate on the purpose of the other party's actions.However, at the last moment, the orc commander ignored Thranduil, who was close at hand and highly recognizable, and only focused on his own behavior, which made Lucius feel alarmed.So he tried his best to aggravate his injuries and also used the last spell of instigating his mind.

No matter what the other party's purpose is revealed by the final result of the memory extraction, Lucius can at least have a little intelligence advantage.

But what he couldn't accept was that the half-orc's memory was only the scene of the circular movement of black and white light spots.

Losing big!

This was Lucius' first reaction after reading this memory.

Emotions are like drops of water falling on the surface of a mirror lake.

boo——

The picture in front of him was suddenly torn apart by a sharp force.

The sharp pain from his left shoulder caused Lucius to open his eyes suddenly, breaking free from the endless space.

With the awakening of consciousness, the doubled pain was like overwhelming the river.Lucius felt that the left half of his body was so painful that he lost the strength to move.A strong smell of blood penetrated into the nostrils, and the barely functioning sense of touch told Lucius that the blood had already spread along the cloth of the clothes near the wound.

The horrific blood loss made Lucius droop his eyelids, fighting against the fatigue signals that were conveying throughout his body.

The wand in his right hand was still tightly held in his palm, but when he tried to make a movement of turning his wrist, the pulled muscles caused a violent spasm.The magic power in the body stagnated as if it had been petrified.

As if realizing something, the center of gravity of Lucius' waist was suddenly tightened, and as the heat surrounding most of his body got closer, Lucius realized who was hugging him and holding him in his arms.But he didn't have enough energy to complete the work of identification.

The meager magic power that Lucius mobilized with all his strength used a hemostatic spell on his wound, and before he had time to pay attention to whether the spell was effective, he lost consciousness again from exhaustion.

But soon, the instinct of body protection released Lucius from the comatose claustrophobia.

Slowly opening his eyes, the first thing that caught his eyes was Thranduil sitting at the side, leaning on the table with his elbows, resting his head with his fists and his eyes closed.

A slightly drunken warm light spread from behind the Elf King.

If it weren't for the ups and downs of his frowning, this should be a very beautiful picture.

The heavy dull pain and numbness of bone erosion can be relatively accurately located on the left shoulder, not only accurately conveying the location of the injury to the owner, but also disturbing Lucius' rare aesthetic mood.

Turning his gaze slowly, Lucius took a while to confirm that he was in the camp of the Elf King that he was very familiar with.

The light outside the camp was bright, and it was obvious that the sun had already reached three poles before the sun could penetrate the thick canopy of the dense forest.

Although Lucius felt ups and downs in the half-orc's memory for a long time, in fact, judging from his short waking state, it only took a short time to read that memory.This also reflects the simplicity of half-orc memories from another aspect.

On the contrary, the short time Lucius felt that he was unconscious because of the pain actually lasted from before dawn until the sky was bright.

The movement of the fingers to reach the wand was a bit dull, but it activated another keen nerve.

"Are you awake, Lucius?" Cheryl's excited voice came from Lucius' right side.

Immediately afterwards, the Elf King in the wizard's vision quickly opened his eyes.

Lucius was taken aback by the sudden female voice.

And when he confirmed that there was only Qi Lier who was taking care of him, the sober Elf King sitting in front of him had already begun to exude his attractive aura.

The moment their eyes met, Lucius first read Thranduil's worries.Immediately afterwards, there was an easy-to-understand accusation.

The word worry brought most of Lucius' attention back to his injury.The thick bandages blocked his view, but he was sure the wound was in bad shape.Only then did Lucius realize that he was no longer in the wizarding world.Without efficient and professional spell nursing, only simple and ancient treatment conditions, his behavior of exchanging injuries for information is actually stupid and reckless.If one is not careful, the life that was finally recovered may be lost again.

If he hadn't insisted on giving himself a simple hemostatic spell before passing out while struggling, maybe it would take him a long time to wake up.And he lost so much blood that he really didn't have the strength to think about whether the Elf King's blame was because of his improper command and too much sacrifice of the elves, or because he slipped out of the camp before the battle and was sued by Efron .

So Lucius rolled his eyes rascally, ready to pretend to be dizzy.

At this time, Qi Li'er, who was always bold, simple-minded, straight-lined and didn't know how to read her face, suddenly said something that fit her style as always: "If you don't wake up, Your Majesty will be worried to death."

As a result, Lucius, who hadn't implemented the bitter trick, subconsciously widened his eyes, a little too late to react.

And in the reopened field of vision, the Elf King didn't even have the slightest change in the emotion in his eyes.

Debating whether the ability to remain calm is superior or not, Lucius smiled awkwardly and lost the best opportunity to escape.

"Qi Lier, go and call the therapist." While speaking, the Elf King's gaze slowly swept between Lucius' eyes, and finally fixed his gaze on the wound on Lucius' shoulder.

"Oh, yes, the therapist! I'll go right away." Cheryl immediately stood up in response, not sensing Lucius' desire for her to stay.

As if he could feel Thranduil's gaze, Lucius felt the pain in his shoulder that had just been dulled become hot inch by inch.

The rapidly increasing heartbeat like the beating of a drum made the weakness in Lucius' heart rise suddenly like a fueled fire, directly breaking through the calm and calm defense in his heart.

Obviously Lucius could list countless reasons to justify his various actions, but at this moment, he couldn't restrain the feeling of guilty conscience that wrapped around his limbs one by one.Lucius knew he had surrendered before Thranduy asked to be held accountable.

Lucius pursed his lips, couldn't help but look away, and was defeated by the gaze.

After all, he is seriously injured now, and it is normal that he cannot resist Thranduil.

Lucius immediately found a self-accepting reason for his weakness.

Probably only the Elf King has the right to be so "inconsiderate", and can be so harsh in the face of a seriously injured patient.

At the same time, Thranduil's actions changed again.

His hand reached out to Lucius' shoulder.

Lucius turned away awkwardly, trying to relieve his embarrassment.And when he was struggling in vain, Thranduy put his hand lightly on top of his bandage, and said something that Lucius didn't know how to deal with: "Does it still hurt?"

"Ah?" Lucius, who had simulated Thranduid's attack countless times in a short moment, never expected such a question.

Surprised, Lucius stared at the Elf King's side face, seriously wondering if his ears got water just now.

The Elf King withdrew his hand impatiently, and at the same time met Lucius' gaze again, with an expression of "I'm waiting for the answer seriously".

"Uh, it hurts." Lucius replied in a dazed tone.

"I hope you really know the pain, so you don't do such a risky and stupid thing." Thranduil snorted coldly, "But obviously, you don't feel the pain, so you are hurting yourself beyond your capabilities Then I thought about things other than protecting myself.”

"Uh...I..."

Qi Lier's loud announcement interrupted the explanation that Lucius couldn't organize at all: "Your Majesty, the healer is here!"

Thranduy glared at Lucius again, then stood up abruptly, giving up the seat beside the bed to the therapist who came in.

What is the elf king blaming him for?Didn't protect himself well, referring to the last attack that aggravated his injury?

Blinking his eyes because of physical fatigue, the astonishment in Lucius' heart was replaced by a very strange emotion that tickled his heart, very subtle.

"You are very lucky. It took only half a day for such a serious injury, and the wound began to close." The therapist cast a healing spell on Lucius, continuing the effect of Lucius' already weak hemostatic spell.The warm feeling gently caressed the wound, like smoothing sand marks, "Fortunately, there is no poisoning."

"However, you were seriously injured this time. It is estimated that you will have to rest in bed for three months before you can recover your basic mobility."

As soon as the therapist said, Lucius and Cheryl gasped almost at the same time.But before they had any reaction, Thranduil's order came down first.

"Very well, then until you recover from your injury, let's think about it behind closed doors!"

Lucius was dumbfounded when he saw the back of the Elf King turning away before he could say anything.