After a while, Thernhill came over with Omrod.
A sudden look at him would be frightening.
He held a shining five-foot sword in his hand, and his long robe dragged on the ground, carrying the wind as he walked.
He was unusually tall and must have attracted a lot of attention from the tribesmen along the way.
Moreover, there were indeed many elves who saw that the king looked a little uncomfortable and followed him.
"You repaired this sword."
This was the first thing Thernhill asked.
He raised the sword.
Although the tip of the sword was not facing her, it was in a posture like holding a dagger, with the sword tip pointed at the ground and raised in front of him. , but with a little bit of anger from before.
Cheng Qianxun responded calmly: "If you don't like it, I can break it as it is."
Thernhill was stunned, and slowly lowered the hand holding the sword.
For such a long sword, if it were an ordinary person, the top of the sword would have already touched the ground.
It seems that the Elf King's father is not that short.
As if he was thinking about something, he slowly raised the sword again, held the other side with his other hand, and placed the sword in its original position with a solemn gesture.
"This sword was destroyed during the battle to exterminate demons."
Thernhill looked down at the sword on the stone table.
At this time, the blade of the sword was extremely bright, without any trace of damage: "The demons were sealed, and from then on the entity No more Middle-earth.
The elves also paid a huge price, and my father was also seriously injured and died on the battlefield."
It was exciting, but she was not interested in things that happened thousands of years ago.
A fruit could interest her more than ancient history.
She pretended to be sorry and sighed slightly: "I'm not very familiar with that period of history.
Let the past be bygones."
But Thernhill seemed to be immersed in memories and couldn't extricate himself: "The sword of the elves.
When forging, the elven swordsmiths add the power of light into it.
That's why it can be so sharp.
Only the swords of the elves can kill."
Demon.
This sword is one of the Seven Famous Swords.
I tried to repair it after it was damaged, but no swordsmith could restore it, saying that the power they possessed could not eliminate the dark power left by the Demon King after cutting it off.
But it did.”
Just as she was about to say no need to thank her, Thernhill suddenly pulled out the long sword she wore on her waist.
There was a "crack" sound, and a cold light flashed before her eyes.
The sword was pointed at her nose, less than five centimeters away from the sharp sword tip.
Omrod and Alaindel both stared and looked left and right at the king holding the sword.
And she was pointed at a sword.
I don’t understand what the king is doing.
But he didn't want to stop it.
Obviously Thernhill had absolute authority among the elves.
"You'd better explain clearly, I'm waiting to hear it."
The cold face of Thurnhill showed that he was not joking.
Rolling her eyes, she really rolled her eyes in front of this extremely beautiful king.
She repaired such an important sword, but got such a reward.
Take a deep breath and don't get angry.
After all, he has a life span of several thousand years, and he is old enough to be her ancestor.
Why bother with the old man?
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Just think he has Alzheimer's disease.
Um.
She felt much better.
After taking three or four deep breaths, she was finally able to speak calmly: "Your Majesty, are you tired of holding the sword like this?"
The corners of Thurnhill's mouth curled up slightly.
The half-smiling look was also Bai Meisheng's: "I'm not tired."
"If you're not tired, please continue."
She turned around and left.
Omrod shouted from behind: "Stop, hey..."
The king doesn't give face, but gives face to his subordinates.
What a joke.
"If you don't stop..."
Omrod wanted to say something more, but stopped.
It should have been Thurnhill who stopped him.
"Wang, I'm going to accompany..."
Although Alandel's voice was a bit timid, the snickering look on her face after she caught up betrayed her.
After walking away, Alandel lowered her head, got as close to her ear as possible, and praised softly: "Cheng, you are so amazing."
I really want to see what Thernhill's face looks like at this time, and whether he will be so angry that he will be trembling with anger after being contradicted by a mixed-blood of unknown origin.
But she didn't feel complacent and walked straight outside.
When they reached the yard, Elleras rushed over.
Seeing her angry look, he followed her and apologized: "I'm sorry, my father is always very careful.
He must pay attention to every detail for the safety of his people."
"So you treat me as a demon."
She snorted coldly: "The demon king was sealed by your grandfather.
Am I more powerful than the demon king?
I am the demon king among demon kings.
Since you regard me as a demon, then don't ask.
Just kill me with your sword."
Who are you trying to scare with a sword?
Others may be so scared that their legs weaken, but for people who are not afraid of death at all, any threat is just an act.
"Of course you are not a demon.
According to legend, demons can only kill people and not save others.
I apologize to you on behalf of my father."
Alelas was acting a little clingy at this time, so he ignored her at all.
Keep walking forward, take two steps faster, bend down, and grab her sleeve: "Don't be angry, tell me how to calm down."
The clothes of the elves are of better quality, but no matter how good they are, you still need to be careful.
She had no choice but to stop, and from the corner of her eyes she saw many elves looking towards them with surprised looks.
With a long sigh: "Your Highness, please let go, otherwise the scandal between you and me will be like air, filling the entire dense forest castle by night."
Elleras turned around and saw that some elves were already whispering among themselves, while Alandel was holding back her laughter and quickly let go of her hand.
She continued to walk forward, but Elleras didn't want to give up: "Don't be angry, he just did it to test you, that's why."
He walked all the way to the stable, walked in, kicked the horse lying on the ground for meat, and shouted: "Get up immediately, or I will kill you and feed it to the spiders."
With such a ferocious look, the horse could only lazily get up from the hay-covered ground even if it was unwilling.
She grabbed the long mane on the horse's neck and walked out.
Elleras asked: "What are you doing, hey..."
When she got outside, she originally wanted to get on the horse, but she was wearing a long skirt and it was inconvenient to sit with her legs apart, so she used her magic power to fly up and sit sideways on the horse.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Seeing that she was really about to leave, Elleras became anxious and grabbed the horse's mane: "Where are you going?
Your injuries are not fully healed yet."
"My wounds are almost healed.
If I stay here, I might get a few more sword wounds before the arrow wounds heal.
I won't go and say goodbye to your father.
Thank you for the hospitality.
Let go."
I'm really angry to death.
She didn't owe anything here, she wore the clothes here, but what she did was enough to offset the cost of clothing.
The elves are relatively rich and would not care to give her a set of clothes.
"Don't go, do you want my father to apologize to you?"
Elleras refused to let go and held the horse's mane tightly.
"He" she sneered at the sky: "Such a noble elven clan, let alone a king, apologize to me.
Your Highness, you are not kidding.
Just let me go if you are teasing me.
Do you still want to detain me by force?"
"I apologize.
My father was too careful.
Don't be like this.
Maybe my father also regrets being too harsh on you."
It should be very difficult for Elleras to do this.
Look at him.
His attitude is tough, but not insincere.
But the elves have always been a proud race and rarely apologize to other people, let alone foreigners.
He said anxiously: "Alan Daier, please help me to persuade her."
Alandel kept smiling next to her.
She made a playful face at him, indicating that she would not help, which made Elleras angry.
"Cheng."
Omrod also came running from a distance.
The elves ran so fast, they had already reached them in the blink of an eye.
As soon as he saw her riding on the horse, he said in surprise: "What are you doing riding a horse?
Do you want to leave?
Don't get angry over trivial things.
Otherwise, just say whatever you want.
The king also thinks it's a bit too much.
As long as you can I am willing to give it to you as compensation.”
Damn it, what was Thernhill doing when he pointed the sword at her nose?
Now he's blocking the way.
As long as you can give it, no matter what word games you play, you can't give it or don't give it.
Her anger became even greater, and she shouted angrily: "Go away, otherwise I won't be polite."
He slapped his hand back suddenly and hit the horse's butt hard.
With a little force, the horse screamed and raised its front hooves.
Alleras and Omrod had to get out of the way, and she rode her horse and ran forward.
"Hey" Alandel shouted from behind, but did not shout the following words.
After riding her horse and running for a while, she knew what Alandel was going to say. . .
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
She ran in the wrong direction.
We have been running around the wall for a while, but we haven't seen the gate yet.
The elves watched along the way, probably thinking she was walking her horse.
All roads lead to Rome.
The planet is round, so if you just run to the end, you will always see the door.
After almost going around in a circle, we finally saw the gate.
Like many medieval castles, the gate of the Jungle Castle is also suspended.
There is a suspension bridge at the door, and it is more elaborate.
There is also a dry bridge about ten meters long.
If there is an invasion by foreigners, the suspension bridge must be lowered first, and then the Fighting on a narrow bridge that can only accommodate one carriage, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
At this time, Thernhill was standing on the bridge, with his hands behind his back and a cold smile on his unusually handsome face.
Not only was he there, but there were also forty elves wearing armor and fully armed, divided into two groups and standing neatly on the left and right of the entrance to the dry bridge.
It was really fast.
It only took a dozen minutes to run and it was ready.
Are you planning to send her away or capture her?
She sat on the horse and let the horse walk past at a leisurely pace.
He stopped seven steps in front of Thern Hill and said, "I told you that there was no need to send him off, but His Majesty is still here, so let's say goodbye."
"Do I give you permission to leave?"
Thurnhill's tone was almost breathtaking, polite and a little arrogant.
Sure enough, they came to arrest her, but she still sat on the horse: "I didn't want to come in the first place."
He was sent here because he was injured and fell into a coma.
Thernhill tilted his head slightly like a swan in the water, turning his slender neck with a bit of aristocratic humor: "But obviously you have stepped into the dense forest.
Every tree in the forest has been It all needs to be adjusted, otherwise it will be too dense and you won’t be able to walk at all.”
That is to say, the woods all need manual adjustment.
In other words, it is: I opened this road and planted these trees.
The implication is that it is not that easy to leave after entering someone else's territory.
She smiled and asked everyone to go rogue together: "Then I will go back.
Anyway, I don't need anything to eat or drink.
As long as Your Majesty is not afraid of people saying that the elves abuse the people who help, I can live in the stables and the dungeon will be clean."
Just a little bit.”
"Oh, do you plan to live here until I allow you to leave?
Then I'm very curious about how long your lifespan will be."
Thernhill was talking nonsense.
She obviously didn't look human or elven, so what was she?
stuff.
She smiled and said: "Not long, very short.
Being able to die here can be regarded as a blessing.
When trouble comes, because I have done some things for the elves and have not hurt anyone, the digging of the cemetery Go deeper and don’t be lazy.”
Thernhill tilted his head and raised his eyebrows: "Don't you want the fruits of the Tree of Nature?
Your friends haven't been found yet.
Are you planning to let them stay with you for the rest of your life?"
"They will be willing to stay with me for a lifetime.
I once saved their lives, and they will not retaliate."
These words were very serious, and I almost didn't point out that you elves are all stupid, wolf-hearted and dog-hearted.
Sure enough, Thurnhill understood the meaning of her words and laughed.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
You can actually laugh.
The elves have lived for a long time.
The only difference from the vampires is that the elves are thicker-skinned.
"Father" Elleras arrived.
Seeing this formation, he immediately quickened his pace and wanted to run to Thurnhill.
Thurnhill made a stop gesture: "This matter has nothing to do with you, go aside."
"But..."
Elleras hesitated before compromising: "Yes."
Seeing everyone move aside, she also knew that it was impossible for her to go back to live in the stables.
If she wanted to go out, she could only ask: "Since I have come here, please tell me how to get out.
Could it be Isn’t what I’ve done enough to pay for my trip out of the city?”
Since you can't live with dignity, then simply go out.
As for the fruit, there will always be a way to get it.
At worst, you have to avoid the elven territory.
The tree is as big as a mountain and as thick as a mountain.
You can get it anywhere.
Thernhill still had his hands behind his back and asked after thinking for a moment: "You just want to go out so much.
You don't want to stay here.
After all, this is the territory of the elves.
It's much better than sleeping outside in the open air."
It is indeed much better than outside.
There are houses, water, grass, ultra-luxury villas, a very high greening rate, and a bunch of eye-catching handsome guys and beauties hanging around.
It is an absolutely classy place.
But she didn't say yes, she just responded calmly: "I don't belong here in the first place."
If you are not an elf, why should you wrong yourself here.
This answer seemed to surprise Thurnhill.
He thought for a while and then said: "I'm going to give her a sword."
With a "crack" sound, the leader of the elf next to him drew his sword and walked over, holding the handle of the sword with one hand and holding it towards her, and handed it to her
.
: