In the world of Middle-earth, the original creation of the creator Ilúvatar was named Ainur. The Ainur was born in the eternal fire. Ilúvatar guided them with music and finally brought them together. The chorus formed the

The great movement of the Ainu, in which the image of the existing universe was born.

Ilúvatar turned the image of the universe into reality, and chose a place in the universe as the residence of elves and humans. The elves called it Arda. The Ainur were eager to see the music become reality, so they came one after another.

Go out into the universe and build Arda.

Among these Ainu, the powerful Ainu are called Valar by the elves, which means "the power that maintains Arda", and the remaining Ainu are called Maia.

Thranduil called Lin Zhongtian the Crown Prince of Valar, apparently recognizing him as Valar for some unknown reason.

But all the Valas in this world have names and surnames, and there are no unknown Valas.

So why did Thranduil mistake him for Valar?

Looking at the elf king saluting in front of him, Lin Zhongtian frowned tightly.

In just a few seconds, Thranduil's expression and attitude changed drastically.

If the Elf King Thranduil could see through Lin Zhongtian's clone and see his main consciousness hidden in the void gap, then Lin Zhongtian would definitely not believe it.

So there must be some kind of force behind all this.

Is it Ilúvatar?

What does He want to do?

Integrate him into a real Vera?

Lin Zhongtian frowned and looked around, but found nothing.

Lin Zhongtian was wary, shook his head and denied, "What the hell, Vera, don't talk nonsense, I'm just an ordinary human being!"

Thranduil showed a clear face, nodded and sat back on the throne, looked at Lin Zhongtian and said softly: "I understand, then Mian... why did you come here?"

"..."

Listening to this tone, it seems that he has recognized his identity!

Lin Zhongtian twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking about finding the time traveler quickly and leaving this world.

So he said bluntly: "I can get the white diamond necklace back for you, but you have to find someone for me."

Thranduil was startled for a moment, and then asked as if he had realized something: "Then...who is it that you are looking for?"

Lin Zhongtian said softly: "A person whose behavior is incompatible with the people around him may be a human, an elf, a dwarf, or even an orc..."

"I understand what you mean."

Thranduil's eyes were complicated, but his face gradually calmed down.

"The person you are looking for is in my woodland kingdom!"

...have you found it?

Lin Zhongtian twitched the corner of his mouth, seeming a little uncomfortable.

This is the fastest time he has found a fellow traveler.

Thranduil stood up from the throne and said softly: "Please come with me."

After saying that, Thranduil stepped forward and personally led the way for Lin Zhongtian.

Lin Zhongtian followed him and soon arrived at the prison of the underground palace.

The cells here are built against the cave mountain and are embedded in the walls. There are stone steps spiraling upward outside the cells. Lin Zhongtian and Thranduil followed the stone steps to the highest cell.

At this moment, a handsome male elf was sitting on the wooden bed in the cell.

He was wearing clean white clothes, without any scars on his body. He didn't look like a prisoner, but like a rebellious child who had been locked up. The clear moonlight shone through the hole on the top of the prison, illuminating his handsome face.

His side face showed a tired and melancholy temperament.

Seeing Thranduil coming to visit with a strange man, the elf in the cell glanced at the two of them, and then looked at the wall in front of him numbly.

Lin Zhongtian followed his gaze and saw that the wall was covered with dense vertical marks.

Apparently a common timekeeping method used by prisoners in their cells.

Lin Zhongtian looked at the elf in the prison and asked softly: "Is he a subject under your rule?"

Thranduil looked at him with complicated and sad eyes, and said softly: "He is my son, Legolas."

"……What?"

Lin Zhongtian suddenly widened his eyes, his eyes wandering between the prisoners in the cell and Thranduil beside him.

The male elves in Middle-earth are all very handsome, so Lin Zhongtian was blinded for a moment and could not recognize him. Now that he saw it, the two men were indeed very similar in appearance.

So this guy traveled through time and became the elf prince Legolas?!

So what did he do that caused Thranduil to imprison him?

While Lin Zhongtian was thinking this, he said softly: "I didn't expect that the person I'm looking for is actually your son!"

"No, Your Majesty." Thranduil shook his head and looked at Legolas in the prison calmly and said, "The person you are looking for is not my son. My son is dead and is now in the prison cell.

It was just a thief who stole my son’s body and killed my son..."

"How many times do I have to tell you before you believe that I didn't kill your son!"

The elf in the prison suddenly came to life and roared angrily at the elf king Thranduil outside the prison.

"Then where is his soul?!" The Elf King looked at him calmly, his tone calm but containing anger, "Tell me, where is Legolas's soul?"

"..."

The elf in the prison froze, leaned slumped against the wall, and whispered: "I have already said that his soul has merged with mine. Now I am him, and he is me..."

"No." The Elf King shook his head, his eyes sad and angry, "You have devoured my son's soul!"

"..."

Lin Zhongtian was stunned as he looked at the two people singing and harmonizing as if they were acting in a drama.

After digesting the information between the two of them, Lin Zhongtian's expression became strange.

This is the first Aboriginal person to discover the identity of a time traveler.

He was also the first time traveler whose identity was discovered by aborigines.

The most embarrassing thing is that this guy doesn't seem to have traveled through time as a baby, but has traveled through time and assumed someone else's identity.

This is embarrassing!

Lin Zhongtian didn't even know whether he should recognize this fellow countryman.

Although the fellow who passively traveled through time was very innocent, the old father who lost his son seemed to be very innocent too!

Lin Zhongtian could see that although this fellow had a tired face, there were no scars on his body and his face was rosy. It was obvious that the Elf King had not treated him badly and he probably couldn't bear to harm his son's body.

Even though he hates the soul of the time traveler deeply, the Elf King cannot bear to harm the body that belongs to Legolas, which shows how deep his love for his son is...

The elves in Middle-earth have very deep emotions, and even the feeling of 'heartbreak' itself is the most fatal injury that an elf can suffer. After losing his wife, Thranduil lost his son, and he is still...

He didn't die of a broken heart, and he was already the most tenacious of elves among the elves.

No wonder Tauriel said that the Woodland Kingdom has been avoiding visitors recently.

It turns out that this Elf King is healing himself...

Lin Zhongtian was in a dilemma, not knowing whether he should speak or not.

Instead, it was Elf King Thranduil who took the initiative and asked: "Do you want to take this thief away?"

Hearing these words, Legolas in the cell suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Zhongtian next to the Elf King.

From his eyes, Lin Zhongtian felt many complicated emotions.

There is expectation, joy and desire for freedom, as well as a hint of unwillingness and reluctance.

Why do you feel reluctant to give up?

Is his soul really integrated with the original soul of this body?

Lin Zhongtian frowned. He had never seen this happen before, but that didn't mean it wouldn't happen.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Zhongtian whispered: "Thrandil, if you are willing, I can only take away his soul and leave his body behind, so that you can hold a funeral for Legolas..."

Before he finished speaking, the elf in the cell suddenly turned his head and looked at the elf king Thranduil in disbelief.

"You sold my soul?!"

"You sold your son's soul?"

"Father, why don't you just want to believe me? I am both Fritz and Legolas. Our souls have merged into one, and now we are indistinguishable from each other..."

Legolas' eyes were heartbroken, but Thranduil was unmoved.

"Thank you for your consideration." Thranduil said calmly and softly, "But no, you can take him away. Rather than returning Legolas' body, I don't want to watch him turn into a pile of carrion...

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To be continued...