[Hobbit+HP] The truth of elves

Thranduil's face was still shaking in front of his eyes, and on the other side, the voice in his mind that stunned him sounded again unwilling to be lonely.

"Why, can't you hear my voice? Shouldn't you?"

Lucius just felt like his head was going to explode.

Lucius' panic was not well concealed, and Thranduil's initial accusation gradually became somewhat confused.

The situation was too weird, and Lucius was at his wit's end, so he subconsciously said the first excuse that popped up in his mind: "I'm tired, Your Majesty, I'll go to bed first."

After finishing speaking, no matter how absurd the statement was, Lucius put the cup back on the bedside cabinet, pulled the quilt on and lay down, closing his eyes.

"Your trick is too casual, will he believe it?"

Lucius closed his eyes, and the voice in his head became clearer.

"What are you doing?" Lucius asked anxiously, "Why can you talk to me in my consciousness? Who allowed you!"

"Oh... my... Xiaojin just can't help it, it's too lonely!" The voice that had been making sarcastic remarks suddenly weakened by an octave, "Master, don't be angry..."

Jin Jialong's voice appeared abruptly, without any warning at all.Lucius didn't even understand the current situation for a while: "Can you peek into my heart?"

"Of course not, I'm talking to you, master, and you have to think about talking to me, so I can hear your response!" Jin Jialong said innocently, "It's not that I want to, it's you You are controlling me, not I am controlling you, you ask me, how do I know!"

"Then why didn't you tell me that you can talk to me like this?" Lucius immediately asked, "What's your purpose in keeping this from me?"

"I'm wronged!" Jin Jialong's voice suddenly became sharp, "I just found out. Just now, I don't know why I suddenly felt as if I could talk to you, you could hear me, and then I opened my mouth! I don't know anything else. I do not know!"

The heat in the chest burned all over the body, Lucius gritted his teeth secretly, only feeling a thin layer of sweat from the palms and soles of the feet.

Compared with the existence of Thranduil, the sudden sound of King Gallon made him more panicked.However, after a few quick visits, Lucius' doubts were not resolved, but he managed to regain his composure.

However, when the tense body gradually relaxed, Lucius quickly became tense again before he could find any quiet time to think about Jin Gallon's question.

Who can tell him why the Elven King hasn't left yet? !

The reason Lucius casually made up can actually be understood as a disguised order to evict guests.Nor did he see any reason for Thranduil to stay.Therefore, after he lay down, he was absorbed by Jin Gallon, and he didn't even notice that the Elf King sat where he was, not moving at all.

It wasn't until he regained his consciousness that he caught the sound of cloth rubbing against his ears suddenly.

Thranduy had been sitting by the side at all, until then he stood up.

Lucius held his breath, listening to the sound of the Elven King's footsteps slowly moving away, trying to discern how far the latter's footsteps had gone.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, five steps, snap.

The footsteps stopped suddenly, which surprised Lucius again.

"It doesn't matter whether you are really tired," Thranduy, who suddenly showed his presence after a period of silence, said calmly, "or you just want to avoid getting along with me. But next time Remember to act realistically."

"Your heart is beating too fast." The Elf King pulled out a book from the bookshelf, flipping the pages.

Lucius choked for breath, and only belatedly remembered that he hadn't thought of faking his breathing just now.

Jin Jialong's laughter came to his mind almost at the same time.

"I'm really curious, if your performance is out of awe of me, why do you still do things in front of me?" Thranduy asked in a leisurely manner, "Huh?"

In person?

If Gallon, who was supposed to be locked in his pocket, could sense everything that was happening outside, could Thranduil also be aware of his presence?

Jin Gallon's existence exposed?

Lucius opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the figure standing in front of the bookshelf in horror.

"Since the support has arrived, why do you want to kill the half-orc even if the price you pay is your own serious injury? You know how serious your injury is. If you didn't wake up in time and use your magic ability, this is not at all You can recover in three months." After closing the book with a "snap", Thranduil turned around, approached the bedside step by step, and looked directly into Lucius' eyes, "Now I want to listen to Listen, what's your reason for having to do this?"

Lucius' heart had just reached its apex, and he was relieved when he heard the following words from the Elf King.

As long as the existence of Jin Gallon is not discovered, all other doubts can be resolved in a way.

Seeing Thranduil approaching step by step, Lucius sat up sideways, and his relaxed breath naturally turned into a sigh.

"What?" Lucius' pretentious sigh caught the attention of the Elf King.

"If I say, it's just a habit, do you believe it?" Lucius lowered his head, looking at the end of the bed in front of him.

Thranduil did not respond.

Lucius didn't give any further explanation, he just entered into the pre-planned emotional state on his own, and looked down at his palms that were naturally relaxed on the quilt.

"A habit of hurting oneself?" Thranduil asked noncommittally.

"Well, that's it." Lucius nodded after lightly clasping the five fingers of his right hand, "but it's also a habit of protecting yourself."

"Fighting was nothing more than a daily occurrence for me. Even sitting at the dinner table at home, I couldn't be sure if I would be involved in a war that fell from the sky the next moment. Maintaining vigilance at all times is a must. There must be rules of survival."

"Probably I still can't adapt to the existence of reinforcements, because before, no one can stand behind me, support me, and tell me that I don't have to worry about everything." Following the expression of the lines, it was originally just a rehearsal of the one I designed. Lucius, who was speaking, was caught by the despair in the memory for a moment, "No matter how serious the injury is, if I can't end the other person's life before I lose the ability to resist, I will die in the end. Showing mercy to others is the way to go." Drive yourself to a dead end."

"At that time..." Lucius paused, recalling his state of mind when facing the orc, "It was just a subconscious reaction. Anyway, if it is a little more serious, I probably won't die."

A familiar feeling welled up in my heart, and after Lucius finished his explanation, he was really stunned.

The air in the room seemed to freeze sadly at the same moment.The approaching Elven King stopped in his tracks and did not respond.

After a long time, a soft hum sounded in the silent room: "Now there will be no one standing behind you, only elves can support you."

Thranduil's consolation didn't have the slightest softness, but it seemed like a solemn statement.

Lucius burst out laughing with a "puchi", remembering what Thranduil had said as a matter of course.He remembered the Elven King saying to him, "You are very different, my people."

"Yeah, I won't be alone anymore." Lucius made a pun, joked to himself, raised his head, and showed a sincere look to Thranduil, "Thank you, and thank you for your concern .”

The domineering Elf King's eyes slowed down, and he sighed softly.The severity of the questioning just now disappeared without a trace.Stretching out his hand on Lucius' shoulder and walking away, Thranduy said, "You should rest first, and heal your injury completely. The New Year celebration will be in a few days, this is the first time you will return after you come back. Well, enjoy it."

When the four eyes looked at each other, there seemed to be a subtle feeling that made the bottom of my heart itch.

Lucius raised the corner of his mouth and nodded to Thranduil.

In my mind, the voice who watched the play quietly for a while suddenly became unwilling to be lonely again: "Look, I said it at the beginning, this elf king is really enough to spoil you, and he was looking like a teacher asking for a crime. Jiao will let you go. It's typical to eat soft but not hard!"

The warm feeling was like being broken by a crack in the mirror, and the corners of Lucius' raised mouth froze there, speechless.

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