Journey of the Infinite Wizard

"Get up!"

Enjoying the kneeling worship of the descendants of the people, Yiningweier slightly raised one hand, Kunguhar standing in front of him, the Silmaril at the end shone with a tiny nebula of light. Immediately, the kneeling elf, with an obsessed look in his eyes, was lifted up by the power of the Silmaril. With obsessive attitude, they looked at the world's original Silmaril, which is also the only Silmarillion at present!

Seeing the gazes looking up at him and adoring him, Yiningville slightly turned his head and scanned his surroundings, and found that in the vast king's hall, there were already dense crowds of elves standing on various bridges and roads. They were both male and female, and some even held young children in the arms of elf women, or held children by the hand. They are all members of the clan who were born not long ago, and they are still ignorant at this time. The eyes looking at him were pure and curious, and some half-grown elves looked at him with surprise and admiration. Most of them also received the education of the clan and knew part of the legends and history!

"How many peoples are there here? How many children?" Yiningweier glanced and asked Thranduil who was standing below. The latter came out and answered him, "There are 12,000 people in the tribe, and the number of young children is less than 1,000."

"Huh?" Yiningville was surprised by this number. There are a total of 12,000 people in the group, and there are less than 1,000 children. This means that most of the people in the group are young and vigorous elf men and women. However, no matter how difficult the elves' ability to reproduce offspring is, it's not that there are less than a thousand newborns so far. Moreover, elves are different from humans and dwarves. There is no concept of old people in the elves. They are an immortal race of longevity, not short-lived and weak mortals.

Yiningweier was naturally extremely puzzled by such results and figures, so he asked, "What's going on? Is it because of the lack of women, or is it because of other reasons?"

After hearing this, Thranduil had a look of embarrassment on his face. He said: "It is not easy for us elves to reproduce, plus we have a somewhat undisciplined temperament and...so, our population is recovering very slowly."

Although what he said was vague, Yiningville still understood. Generally speaking, the elves, who are indifferent to the world, are not currently under too much threat. Although Sauron created the orcs, the orcs did not pose much threat to the elves. They mainly threatened the human kingdoms, especially Rohan and Gondor. These two countries first faced the orcs' front. Although they built fortresses and fortresses around the dangerous terrain, in the war with the orcs, human losses were still greater than that of the orcs. The elves, on the other hand, don't have this kind of real pressure. In addition, they are used to being loose and free. When elves and men are married together, the attitude towards the birth of their children is completely reckless. If they are pregnant, they will be born. If not, they will not force it. In their long and long life, they are not deeply obsessed with offspring.

In this regard, they are different from the Iswell elves, under the leadership of Yiningville and in the crisis they have faced several times.

Yiningville taught the clansmen and increased its own population size, and at that time, the threats faced by the Eswell elves were close at hand. This is different from the elves in the country of the woodland, even if there are some Isver elves who migrated here from Valinor. However, a long time passed, and they were gradually affected by the woodland elves' general environment and undisciplined personality.

It is inconvenient for Yiningweier to say anything about this, since it is a trivial matter for him anyway. Whether the elf of Middle-earth is large or small has little to do with what he is about to do. Therefore, he skipped this topic, and pointed out to Thranduil, "Thranduil, send someone to notify the other elf lords who are stranded in Middle-earth to come here, I have something important to announce!" Afterwards, he He also ordered, "However, don't reveal my whereabouts, and don't reveal the fact that I'm here.

"Obey, Your Majesty!

Thranduil nodded, and then ordered people to go to Rivendell and Lothlorien. Although he did not understand the fact that Yinenvale could not reveal the fact that he existed and came to the Woodland Kingdom. However, Thranduil was wise Choosing not to ask about this matter, he obeyed Yiningville. It was in the distant Northern War period, when he was still young, when he followed his father to participate in the Northern War. He had experienced the power of Yiningville from afar And his amazing command art.

It can be said that the victory of the Northern War and the subsequent stable and peaceful environment were all supported by Yiningville alone. Moreover, a series of incidents that occurred later made Thranduil more convinced of this point. At that time, in Adgalan, the allied forces of elves and human dwarves built a defense line that stretched thousands of miles, with their backs against the Horrible Mountains and facing the Ardgaran Plain. Stop any attempt of Morgoth's army to go south, and firmly block them in the northern land, and in the ensuing war, defeated Morgoth's attempts several times. However, when Yiningville fell and disappeared, the defense line that the three-clan coalition forces regarded as a barrier was easily broken by Morgoth's army, followed by a series of tragedies in the western land and the final land sinking.

Therefore, when Yinenville reappeared, Thranduil's senses became extremely complicated. He was delighted with his appearance, and also felt that the opportunity for the revival of the elves had appeared again. Another sentiment is that Yiningville once "degenerated" after all, and the masterpiece of the black serpent that almost destroyed Arda afterwards was made by this legendary elf king. In that battle against aliens, against Sauron, and to protect Aman Continent, the elves suffered heavy losses. It can be said that the current woodland elf kingdom has never recovered. On the one hand, there are reasons for the governance of Thranduil, but it is more because the elves have not been able to recover from the war that year, and they have lost too many people and elites. Similarly, they lost so many inheritances that they no longer have the ability to reproduce the smelting and forging techniques of the first era, and there are many other skills and inheritances.

"At this time, it has been night for a long time, everyone should go back and rest!" He came to the border of the woodland elves at nightfall, and it was already late at night when he officially entered the city of the woodland kingdom. Toddlers and children have already slept peacefully in the arms of their parents, but the other elves are still lingering in the king's hall, unwilling to leave. The reappearance of the Elven King and the Elder in the ancient legend made their spirits extremely excited and enthusiastic, but they also watched him very quietly, because the ancient etiquette was restraining them. In this sacred and majestic hall, which symbolizes the authority of the king, the noisy tone is tantamount to disrespect to the king.

Therefore, even if they had too many emotions in their hearts and wanted to vent, they did not dare to bump into the kings and elders of the ethnic group in this sacred hall. The only thing they can do is to stay here, by the king's side, so as to relieve the excitement and excitement in their hearts.

"Your Majesty, when you come back this time, you will not abandon your people again!"

"Huh?" Yiningville turned his head and saw a half-grown child talking to him in the crowd. He was wearing a narrow green suit with a small bow and arrow on his back, and he was looking at Yiningville with fearless eyes.

Yiningweier waved lightly, and this half-grown little guy ran over, stood under his throne and watched him.

"What's your name, little one!"

The half-big elf in green clothes replied in a childish voice, "My name is Legolas!" Thranduil looked at him with reproachful eyes, but the latter seemed to have never seen him.

However, Yiningweier told him with a smile, "If I tell you that this time I come back, I will take you to a beautiful and vast new continent. Live with your relatives with millions of people, would you like to go? "After he finished speaking, whether it was the woodland elves, or Thranduil and little Legolas, all of them widened their eyes in shock.