[LOTR＆HOBBIT Doujin][TL Dense Forest Father and Son] Wind Eye

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When Legolas was young, he used to climb up the tallest beech tree around the palace, where the sun shone brilliantly among the layers of leaves, surging like an ocean.He hugged the branches and whispered to them, and the branches and leaves gently responded and touched him. At this moment, he could see the kingdom led by his father, and the patrol posts placed one after another.Like the heavy feathers of a bird's wing, it tightly wraps his home.

At that time, yearning surged in his heart one after another, just like birds yearn for the sky, and fish yearn for the river.

So when he held his bow and carried his double knives, he followed Thranduil to inspect the patrol post closest to them, and he felt that his footsteps were about to float.

That was when he had finished his training on parry that day and it was still early in the sky.That training has been going on for several months.When they came out of the training room, Thranduil bid farewell to him at the fork in the road. Legolas hesitated to speak, and asked suspiciously, "Ada, where are you going?"

Thranduil just changed the position of the patrol post, so he thought for a while and said, "I'm going to inspect our defense line."

Legolas let out an "oh" and dawdled in place.

Thranduil looked at him and said, "Would you like to go and see, Legolas?"

So now he was walking on a path that the guards gave up, behind Thranduil.

When he was a child, he had watched those proud sentries from afar. In fact, a large part of the elf guards were happy to talk to him when they changed shifts.But when they stood in their positions, they said nothing.Legolas yearned for these powerful elf warriors.

Palton was talking to Thranduil about the number of bows and patrols.Legolas just looked around.

They have canals, and they have paths in the jungle known only to elves.They not only have fixed sentry posts, but also mobile patrols are endless day and night.The fight in Mirkwood never stops until it is won.Legolas' eyes sparkled.As if he had already stood on the battlefield.

The captain of the guard finally spotted the shadow of his former student. "Your Majesty, you let Legolas come with you?" He looked so surprised that he asked directly.

"I have nothing else to do today," Thranduil replied.

"Palton!" Legolas jumped out, giving his former teacher a bear hug.

The elf warrior almost lost his footing.Compared with the last time I saw him, the child felt a little taller.Yes, after all, their majesty is also very tall.

"Hi, Legolas, how's your training going?" Palton patted his head, watched the elf standing upright, carrying his ready-to-shoot bow and arrow, and suddenly almost bit his own tongue.

Elberice, how could he have made another stupid mistake—to offend their Elf King?He actually asked in front of the king how his son, who he personally taught, was training?Did the small punishment of being transferred from the pro-guard last time still not control his mouth?

Palton turned pale, completely daring not to turn his head to look at Thranduil.

Legolas was as happy as a bird. "I've been learning dual knives recently, can I compete with you if I have a chance?"

"But, but I still have a job, yes, a job. Let's talk about it another day, haha." Palton waved his hand and wanted to run away with a dry smile.

"Eh?" Legolas was puzzled.

"You will definitely become a good soldier." Palton nodded vigorously and patted him on the shoulder.

"I've been learning to block lately..." Legolas gushed.

"Okay," Thranduil turned around, "it's time to go back, Lothial must be waiting for you."

Palton fled in a flash.

Legolas stopped his mouth with a little regret, nodded, and waved vigorously at Palton in the distance.

Thranduil had already turned and left.

"Ada," he chased after Thranduil, "Did Palton make you angry?"

"No, he didn't," Thranduil said.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"You did nothing wrong, Legolas."

"Then why is he so afraid of you?"

Thranduil pondered for a moment, then said, "Maybe he's thinking too much."