[Hobbit+HP] The truth of elves

Chapter 122

The fast-paced battle, the complicated relationship, and Thranduil's unsuspecting insight into his secret, even if Lucius had anticipated this fluctuating night in advance, he couldn't maintain his perfect state.

After nervously placing the Elf King in a separate tent in the new camp, Lucius fell asleep as soon as he returned to his bed.He slept until the next morning, when he was awakened by Hadion's call.

A deep sleep can sweep away tiredness and stress.But if the source of the stress is still there, the situation you need to face after waking up will not change.

Opening his eyes and sitting up, when Lucius stepped on the familiar carpet with his feet, all the images of the previous night went through his mind completely again.Looking at the shadowy mountains in the distance outside the window, Lucius' expression finally froze in a state of frowning.

In order to prevent the overly worried Hadion from rushing into Thranduil's tent, Lucius did not forget to activate the defensive spell on the Elven King's tent before returning to his room.

Thranduil obviously didn't want to be watched in his weak state, and Haden, who cared a lot, often couldn't grasp the Elven King's thoughts well at such times.It was precisely because of this that Lucius was woken up early in the morning.

However, perhaps because of his performance the night before, the commander of the imperial guards did not express his request for a visit immediately after he got up, but brought the breakfast prepared by Annis to him.

"Lucius, how is His Majesty doing?" After Lucius had finished his breakfast, Hardy couldn't help asking, "Should we go in and check on His Majesty's situation?"

"If you're sure he'd like to see you by the bed at this time," Lucius responded indifferently, "I don't mind letting you go."

Concerned about chaos, Hadien was pinned in place by Lucius' rhetorical question, and became embarrassed.

"In the past, when His Majesty was injured, how did you deal with it?" Annis fiddled with the soup that was still boiling in the iron pot, and asked Hardion, "We never knew that His Majesty still had old injuries. "

The commander of the imperial guard clasped his hands, hesitated for a long time with a complicated expression, and then said with difficulty: "There is no other way, we can only wait for His Majesty to recover by himself. Every time His Majesty will lock himself up in advance, and no one is allowed to approach him bedroom. Except for the fact that Galian may see His Majesty, we are all just hearing about it."

"Ah?" Annis was a little surprised, "Just wait, don't you need a therapist?"

Hadien smiled wryly and shook his head: "The therapist can't help either."

"However, when we transferred His Majesty here last night, His Majesty seemed to be calm all the time. Maybe it's because the situation isn't too bad?" Annis clicked her tongue and asked.

Hardion, who couldn't answer this question, immediately turned his gaze to Lucius.

"I don't know if his injury is serious. I just numb his senses last night and try to make him sleep as much as possible."

"Is there really no other way?" Hadien looked at Lucius unwillingly, "Just like before..."

"No." Lucius answered with one word with certainty.But after turning his gaze away, he added softly, "He is willing to accept."

"Then we'll just wait for four days like this?" Hadien didn't notice the second half of Lucius' sentence, but read sadly, "Such a sudden attack... Fortunately, His Majesty has been slowly recovering."

Regarding this, Lucius was noncommittal, but he did not disclose the real situation of Thranduil's injury.

The three elves looked at each other silently, each with their own concerns in silence for a long time, and finally Annis spoke again: "Then what shall we do next?"

"After he recovers, we will set off for Gondor immediately. Then you immediately contact Galian and ask him to send guards to meet him." Lucius' reply was still exactly the same as the previous night.

Annis, who had already heard what he said, became anxious at this moment: "Your Majesty will not agree."

"Whether I agree or not, it doesn't make any sense to me." Lucius' calm gaze fell on his hands, "He can't influence my actions."

Hardion agreed with Lucius' arrangement very much, so he didn't understand the key to what Annis was anxious about.But his eyes turned back and forth a few times on the two elves who seemed to be playing charades, before he realized Lucius' intention to escape behind the careful planning, and his face was suddenly full of astonishment.

The breakfast time ended in an inexplicably depressing atmosphere.

After making it clear that he was helpless, Harden no longer struggled with the need to take care of the Elf King, suppressed his anxiety, and took Annis together to check the situation around him over and over again, and then studied the options he had to choose when he left in a few days. way forward.

Lucius strengthened all kinds of warning and shielding spells around the camp, and then stood in front of Thranduil's tent, hesitating.

Although he didn't keep an eye on Thranduil's side all the time, Lucius was not ignorant of Thranduil's state.The movement in the magic tent is under his control, and he doesn't need to go in and check it again.

Besides, Thranduil's attitude towards him is also a problem now.

For Lucius, when Thranduil made it clear that his power belonged to conflict with the position of the elves, it was undoubtedly a sign that all the connections between him and the elf king came to an end.The most ideal state is that he, the elf king who left the kingdom because of himself, is safely sent back to the protection of the elves, and there will be no intersection after that.

Although Lucius will never give up his power, he does not have the position that the elf's opponent must kill the elf.

But if the positions are exchanged, what will happen to the Elf King?

Facing things judged to be dark, Thranduil's attitude is always loathing, contempt, and destroying them without hesitation.

And now, Lucius was finally torn off all his camouflage, and stood in that hostile judgment frame.

If Thranduil hadn't been at a low point in power, would they have come to a new camp as calmly and calmly as they did now, and lived in peace?

Or is it more likely that Thranduil will finally point the long sword that protects him at Lucius this time?

As soon as the false image in his mind took shape, Lucius couldn't restrain the tyranny that boiled in his heart, his eyes turned red.The clamoring emotions seem to dominate the weak soul at this moment.

However, at the same moment, a stronger sense of helplessness overwhelmed all emotions with an absolute advantage, suppressing all the crazy distracting thoughts that flooded into Lucius' soul due to the successive dementia.

Lucius took a deep breath and sneered at the shock he had just encountered.

The gap in the soul is always easy for people to take advantage of it, but if the bewitcher's attack fundamentally conflicts with his inner desire, then even fighting against it will become boring.

In fact, if Thranduy really swung his sword at him, it would be a good thing.At least, there is no need for him to make a choice.

After adjusting his mentality, Lucius finally opened the curtain of Thranduil's tent.

The tent that Lucius arranged for Thranduil originally belonged to Draco, not only did it have all the daily necessities, but it also had no flaws in the aesthetic requirements of the overall decoration style.Lucius once tried to imagine Thranduil in this environment, but he didn't expect that the matching of styles has become an insignificant matter.

Thranduil hadn't moved since he was moved in. If it wasn't for his slightly rapid breathing that exposed his distressed state, Lucius would probably mistakenly think that Thranduil had fully recovered.

Staring at the scar on Thranduil's face for a while, Lucius stuck out his left hand.

The moment his forehead was touched, Thranduil suddenly opened his eyes.

The back of his hand touched Thranduil's still hot skin, Lucius and Thranduil looked at each other, but there was no trace of charm.He spoke calmly and without ups and downs: "Your body temperature has dropped a little, and it seems that you are indeed recovering."

Thranduil frowned obviously uncomfortably, and did not speak.

However, he showed displeasure on his face, but he didn't avoid Lucius's subsequent movement of grabbing his wrist.

Lucius was a little surprised, and the detection spell he shot became dull for half a second.

The healing spells didn't work, but the scouting spells worked.As soon as Lucius received the feedback, his face darkened involuntarily.

The feedback from the detection spell was even clearer than when it was used the night before.

Only overnight, his magical powers seemed to grow again.

And at the same time when the spell fell, Thranduy's eyes darkened slightly, and the calm eyes looking at Lucius became serious again.

It seemed that the easing atmosphere did not last for a few seconds before it became tense again, and there was a stalemate.Before Thranduil opened his mouth, Lucius felt irritated in his heart.

Obviously, Thranduil does not know how to use magic, but has a stronger sense of magic power than him.He still needs to detect the changes in his own magic power through the feedback of the effect of the spell, but Thranduil had already seen everything the moment he came into contact with his spell.

Now, even if Lucius no longer uses black magic, the fluctuation of magic power itself can cause disputes between him and Thranduil.

Moreover, no matter whether Thranduil's ability of insight comes from the accumulation of time or the talent of the high-level elf blood, it means that the things Lucius hides are actually invisible to all elf rulers .

If he continued to stay where he was, what Lucius had to face was not only Thranduil's opposition and obstruction.

If destined to go to the opposite side, what is the meaning of Thranduil's attitude?

Lucius realized belatedly that the fact that he had a sense of expectation for Thranduil itself was extremely stupid.

No matter what the reason for the elf king's unpredictable attitude is, the result will be the same result.

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