[Hobbit+HP] The truth of elves

Lucius twitched his lips, unable to say anything.

When he learned that Thranduil's injury had not healed for a thousand years, and that his injury was deteriorating, he had been hiding it from all the elves, Lucius felt it was ridiculous.

Originally, he just wanted to deliver some medicine, and then he said goodbye silently.But from the moment Hadion pushed him into the tent, Lucius was dragged into a suffocating bondage like an invisible mesh hood.

A lot of thoughts flashed through my mind, such as "He didn't rush me because he didn't believe me", "Why did he let me know", "Would the situation be different if his queen was still there", Lu Xiu All kinds of questions that want to get answers poured out of Si's mouth at the same time.But he didn't have the strength to say it all.

Thranduil was too peaceful.

Whether it's about his current situation or the anger that Lucius just gave birth to.

If Thranduil didn't care about it himself, what right did he have to get angry about it?

"If this corrosive power is spreading," Lucius took a step sideways, moving from Thranduil's obliquely behind to his obliquely in front.His gaze was fixed on Thranduil's left chest, and his tone was dull, "It will spread from the left shoulder to...the heart."

"Yes." Thranduil still nodded in response.

"And if I remember correctly, if the elf's heart stops working, it will die." Lucius looked into Thranduil's eyes again, and looked straight at each other: "Even so, don't you care? ?”

"no need."

Said Thranduil.

The corners of Lucius' mouth were drawn into a straight line: "Even if elves can be reborn, that doesn't mean that death doesn't exist."

"I know."

Thranduil's calm made Lucius unstoppably impatient.

The world view of elves is different from his, and he has known this for a long time.It's just that at this moment, he still couldn't help but feel a little depressed after reviewing this fact.

Thranduy's calm attitude towards death made Lucius feel familiar, but at the same time, he couldn't help feeling panic.

It is precisely because it is lost and recovered that we are even more afraid of losing under the same situation.Perhaps the courage to face all this was exhausted when it was lost for the first time.

Thranduil noticed Lucius's sudden depression, but he couldn't guess the reason for his depression.He thought about an explanation that might be helpful: "Even if he dies, it will be a long time later. Before that, I have plenty of time to wait..."

"Wait for Legolas to inherit your responsibilities and obligations?" Lucius interrupted Thranduil's words, full of bitterness.

Whether Legolas would complain about Thranduil's choice, Lucius didn't know.But as far as his past choices were concerned, he felt that Draco would probably never be able to let go of them.

"In addition to treating burns, my potion also has the effect of partially dispelling this corrosive power. But I can't confirm how well the potion matches the dragon flame poison in this world. Moreover, the weight of this potion," Lucius squeezed Squeezing the medicine bottle in the palm of his hand, he sighed softly, "It's not enough. So I will try to use it on your shoulder first. If it is really effective, I will use it on my face later."

While Thranduy nodded slightly, Lucius added another sentence: "If, in the future, the medicine can be prepared."

The Elf King raised his head and looked at Lucius with some feeling, his eyes flashed with thought.However, when Lucius looked back into his eyes, he turned his head unnaturally, avoiding Lucius' sight.The left eye full of white cloud disappeared in Lucius' field of vision.

Seeing this, Lucius was taken aback, but did not ask further questions.

Unplugging the bottle of potion, a slightly warm breath floated out from the bottle.

The color of the potion is deep red, and after soaking through the cotton used for wiping, it is as if it has been saturated with fresh blood.This sight made Lucius hesitate for a moment.

The moment the medicine stained on the cotton touched Thranduil's skin, the severely damaged skin was also turned bloody, and soon, it attracted wisps of black faintly emerging from the depths of the flesh and blood.

The dragon's blood contains magic power, and as a guide, it can naturally also affect the magic power that also comes from the dragon.With Lucius' movements, black elements emerged and gathered on the scorched muscles little by little.When the blackness gathered at one point was as thick as ink, Lucius used a miniature cutting spell to open a small opening at that point.The ink-colored liquid that had been surging under the skin was instantly attracted, soaking through the entire cotton ball.But the strange thing is that as all the blacks are gone, no blood continues to flow out of the wound.This strange feeling even caused Thranduil to turn his head again and look at the wound.

"The muscles near the wound are already severely damaged, even necrotic. So if you cut the wound here, you will not hurt, and there will be no blood to flow. In the past, the force of corrosion prevented your own resilience from working on this area. Now, where the corrosive power is weakened, your restoration power starts to work again. So, there will also start to be redness and a weak feeling of weakness here. But this is normal. I don't know if that will last How long. But it can be speculated that after the red and swollen part recovers, it should be able to completely escape the influence of the corrosive force."

"Your ability is really amazing."

Lucius did not answer Thranduil's words.

In the eyes of elves, the power of corrosion is unsolvable, but in the eyes of dark wizards, it is at best a slightly complicated application of black magic.

Possessing the power that Thranduil praised was really not a good thing for Lucius now.

The operation just now was repeated twice around Thranduil's shoulder joint, and the potion bottle bottomed out.Lucius directly burned the three balls of black cotton thrown on the ground, then moistened a clean towel with warm water, applied it to Thranduil's swollen shoulders, and massaged it gently.The entire left arm of the Elf King was also drooping weakly in the water due to the effect of the medicine just now.

One bottle of potion only slowed down Thranduil's injury, but to completely heal him, at least five potions of the same potion were needed.And the premise is that there will be no new changes in Thranduil's injury.

Lucius was thinking about Thranduil's injury and his increasingly unstable ability to brew medicine, and there was no sound for a while.

And after the silence lasted for an unknown amount of time, Thranduy suddenly spoke: "I heard that you are going to be engaged to Qi Lier?"

The Elf King's tone seemed unintentional, but Lucius' distracted attention instantly returned.

Same question, this is already the third questioner.

Why did Thranduil ask this topic?

Lucius' eyes suddenly flicked Thranduil's stop to Legolas from liking Tauriel, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he replied briefly: "Not yet."

The two words suddenly created an awkward atmosphere.Thranduil's displeasure was only reflected in his tone: "So, you really have this plan?"

"I think your question is very personal."

Lucius evaded extremely bluntly, but Thranduy was relentless: "I don't think she is suitable for you."

Lucius smiled instead of anger, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and emphasized the word "female" in his rhetorical question: "Then what kind of woman does Your Majesty think is suitable for me?"

Thranduy was unaware of Lucius' emotional ups and downs, but actually thought about it for a while, and then gave a more stimulating response to Lucius: "You are still young, it is too early to decide."

"I thought most elves chose their mates after they were adults, didn't they?"

"But you are different from them." Thranduil was rarely serious, "You are my people."

"Clan..." Lucius chewed the title twice in his mouth, "I don't think this is a relationship that can interfere with my private affairs. I have my own independent thinking ability and judgment ability. Therefore, I can It is only me who makes the decision.”

"Love is not as rash as you think. Before you figure out the price you will pay for it, any choice is reckless." Thranduy probably did not expect Lucius' direct rebuttal, and his tone was blunt. I couldn't help but start to be strict.

It's just that Lucius has always been soft and hard, and especially hates being forced and controlled.The confrontation was even more obvious when she spoke again: "I don't think there is any price for admiration. If there is, I will bear it voluntarily."

"You don't understand elves! True love is something you can't ask for. That's the only reason that can really destroy a elf."

"Anyway, for me, elves' immortality doesn't exist anymore."

"Lucius!"

Thranduy, who had his back to Lucius, turned around angrily, and the towel on his shoulder fell into the water with a "slap".Lucius took two steps back almost immediately, and asked without hesitation: "So, what are you worried about? My feeling of joy for Cheryl has not been responded to, so I am heartbroken?"

"No matter what, it's the right choice to stop in time. If you can't think rationally, I won't sit idly by." Thranduy put on a straight face, threatening.

Lucius smiled angrily in an instant: "You won't sit idly by? Then what are you going to do? Treat Qi Lier like you once expelled Tauriel?"

Thranduil's eyes were cold, and he was silent again to express his silent acknowledgment.

"Your Majesty, you should rest early and try to recover from your injuries as soon as possible." Lucius sneered and took back the empty potion bottle, saluted perfunctorily before leaving.

"Where are you going?" Thranduy asked sharply.

"I haven't decided yet, my lord." Lucius didn't look back, "but maybe I should consider taking Cheryl away before you expel her."

"Hardion!"

Thranduil's summons led the captain of the guard to respond faithfully.Before Lucius stepped out of the tent, he was blocked by an embarrassed Hadeon.

"Why, is His Majesty still planning to put me under house arrest?" Lucius turned around before Hadien could smooth things over, and raised his voice to ask back in a sarcastic tone.

Thranduil's face suddenly became cloudy, and Haden gasped in shock, and quietly reached out to poke Lucius, signaling him not to continue the tit-for-tat.

"You don't need to bother to expel Qi Lier, what you are worried about will not happen." Lucius glared at Ha Dien, causing the latter to withdraw his hand shivering.When he looked back at Thranduil again, Lucius had already sneered, "Theranduil, I've always liked you. But don't worry, I've listened to all your advice just now, and I'm really not going to continue, good night!"

After all, Lucius walked away regardless of Hadion, who was completely petrified beside him.

The author has something to say: cough cough cough...

Will my comment section explode?