"You have found the lost elf king? The prophecy is true, right?" Thrandis looked at his brother with a gratified smile: "That's great, our star elves really have hope."

"Of course. Lord Calebrepeng has resurrected himself in a Gondor ranger, and has established a war fortress. He is accumulating strength and preparing to overthrow the rule of the Dark Demon King. Now is the opportunity to make a fortune!" Zelatu clenched his fist and said with a bright look: "I came to pick you up. Not only me, but also other elves, and humans join them. Gondor's ranger, the jungle archer of the Green Forest, and the orcs and the strong orcs are also under the control of Lord Calebrepeng. The devil's rule in Mordor is already shaking."

"Then you should introduce Lord Caleb Lipeng to the Black Football Commander! If the two can join forces..."

"I will do that, but I will take you to a safe place first and then come back to do this." Zelatu held his sister's hand and said, "Only when you are safe and free, other things will make sense. And it should be Tverdo's visit to Lord Calebrepeng, not the other side. He is now the largest grain vendor and slave trader of the orcs."

"But it? Brother, what's wrong with you?" Thrandis stroked Zelatu's wounded face with his hand. The place she touched, the blisters left by the poisonous bee quickly disappeared and the wound healed. "You've lost weight, it's very hard to be outside..."

"It's very hard, but it's worth it. The Dark Demon King is very powerful, but in the end it is still slightly invaded and eroded by us, and eventually transformed into the foundation of our power, and he is foolishly kept in the dark. Zoro is just a guy with Maiya, who has lost his strength, body and face. We elves were not afraid of him in the past, and could defeat him, and this time the same is true! The alliance formed by elves and humans can destroy Mordor, Lord Calebrepeng represents elves, and the body he uses comes from humans. This is the reappearance of the past alliance!"

"No, I won't leave." Thrandis shook his head slowly: "You complete your mission and tell Lord Caleb Lipeng about the situation here. Please invite him here. The Black Football Commander will definitely be able to..."

"What can you do? Speak to the Dark Demon King? Don't be deceived by his appearance!" Zeratu interrupted his sister and said, "You are locked up here so I don't know some of the situations. Let me tell you this. It is precisely because of this black foot that the combat ability of the Mordor orcs has increased by at least 30%! They eat more, have greater strength, and their destructive power will naturally be improved. Although the ruins he excavated have all kinds of terrible monsters in it, they have continued to train the power of the orcs and have also improved the equipment level of the orcs. The orcs appearing in front of the elves are full of iron armor, and bows and arrows are difficult to work! This black foot is completely the loyal lackey of the Dark Demon King! Don't be deceived by his appearance!"

"How can you win the trust if you cannot fulfill your promise?" Thrandil continued to persuade: "You took the weapon and armor he gave you, and he also let you go, because you believed that you would fulfill your mission and return. You have taken me away and lost this trust. How could he still believe your information about Lord Caleb Lipeng? If they had the opportunity to unite, but now they would be destroyed by your behavior, have you ever thought about this?"

"I will take you away, except to make you safer and more free, and will not change anything! No matter whether Black Foot is willing to cooperate with Lord Caleb Lipeng or not, he will cooperate..."

Thrandis let go of his hand, "What do you mean? Do you...what are you going to do to the Black Football Master? This is not suitable and irrational. Zeratu..."

"My name is not Zeratu, nor are you Thrandis. Have you forgotten your name?"

"Of course I remember that the past scenes appeared before me, and now surround me, and the road to the future has never been so clear." The female elf's eyes emitted bright light, as dazzling as the morning light that cut through the darkness, as full of power. "Brother, listen to me and complete the task, I will wait for you here. I am very safe and peaceful here. If you believe me, please believe in the Black Football Commander as you believe me."

"No, I must take you back. Only when you go back with me can I let go of my hands and feet to make achievements in the King of Light. The lord has promised to help our star elves rebuild their own kingdom and even help us rebuild the Tower of Heaven. Isn't this your wish?"

"Yes, that's my wish, but this is not my way of fulfilling it. Have you forgotten how other elves treat our star elves? Even though we voluntarily escaped from the dark demon king Milkow and followed Lord Meilon and embarked on our own path, the other elves still believe that our star elves have been polluted and defiled. For a long time..."

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you talking nonsense? When did we follow the Dark Demon King? Isn't the difference between our past and the elves a dispute between spiritual magic and linguistic magic? Is there something wrong with your memory and knowledge? Is it because the black foot abused and bullied you? No, you can't stay here anymore, come with me!"

"I have said it, don't." Thrandis insisted quite persistent. She shook her head: "If you complete your task, the Black Football Lord will naturally let me follow you. Our Star Elf will do our best."

"Are you crazy? It was the orc who used your safety to threaten me and asked me to go out to work for him! This was an evil act from the beginning. Why did you obey it foolishly? I think you were confused by the magic of your mind." Zeratu grabbed his sister's wrist and pulled her and said, "No, you must leave his influence. Let's follow me and go to a place of light!"

Thrandis said slowly, "Everyone who claims to be light in Mordor is the disguise of shadows. Brother, things must be completed one by one. Didn't we say that before?"

Zerath was determined to capture his sister, but Thrandis was also determined to stay. While the stalemate was in a hurry, the footsteps of the orc patrol came from outside. These orcs were all wearing iron shoes and walking on the stone floor to shock the thieves and other night creatures. Thrandis shook his head vigorously, and then made an exaggerated "Oh!"

Zeratu sighed, and disappeared into the shadow with a disappointed expression. The orcs from the patrol came over and heard the sound, "Isn't this the thin-bar stinky brat who feeds dogs to the commander? What are you doing here?"

"I... sleepwalking... just fell to the point where I woke up. Please don't tell the commander, okay?"
Chapter completed!