章節 72: What's Matter Is The Present (Part 2)

Generally, the elves were indifferent to displaying their beauty and graceful behavior.

The Elves who maintained elegance even in battle were strange beings to Thurin.

Thurin admitted he didn't understand elves, but he was grateful to be a dwarf and did not have to conform to the rigid standards of elves, whose the so-called favored creature by the gods.

This elf across from him had been following Ilodyer like a shadow from the beginning, although the half-elf claimed he was his father, he didn't intervene when the half-elf was in danger.

At the Duskvale Plateu, when Ilodyer was in peril, the elf remained silent, hiding his presence like a shadow.

The ogres also actually ignored him.

"What on earth are you...?"

Thurin reached out his calloused hand towards the Elven King, but it was swatted away halfway.

"Hey, dwarf, don't lay a hand on my father!"