Tarrell is a wood elves. In the entire Middle Earth world, wood elves are the lowest-level ones in the elves.

If Morgan didn't leave this world, there was no need to worry about Tarrell's where he went, just follow him.

But once he leaves the world.

Leaving himself and his tribe, he was alone in this world.

Morgan just thought about it and felt desolate.

Moreover, the elves of this world, the rumors he heard, besides being killed, may die of heartbreak due to excessive grief.

Morgan didn't want such a thing to be verified in Tarrell.

So, even though he doesn't have this necklace in his hand now.

He will try his best to resolve the conflict between Thrandir and Tarrell.

What's more, he now has the necklace that the Elf King needs.

Looking at Thrandir's eyes.

Morgan said nothing, but just stood up, placed the necklace in his hand on the luxurious long table, and smiled and reached out to the Elf King to make a request.

Thrandir's eyes almost kept moving with the movement of the necklace.

At this time, seeing Morgan smiled friendly, he immediately came back to his senses, walked quickly to the long table, and looked at the dazzling necklace quietly emitting starlight in front of him without concealing his hot gaze.

That is missing, excitement, and nostalgia.

"How did you get it?"

After a while, Thrandil finally came to his senses and looked at Morgan and asked softly.

Looking at the always cold elf king was so emotional in front of this necklace.

Morgan knew that what happened today was done.

"Sir, I've had a fight with Solin before..."

Facing Thrandir's inquiring gaze, Morgan continued with a smile: "When I left Lone Mountain, I took something from the treasure house, it was it."

"I think such a precious and beautiful necklace must be of great value and can offset the reward Solin promised me."

"But a necklace that is so precious and almost comparable to Akkenbald diamonds should not be so ordinary..."

"It happened that the thing returned to the original owner today."

Morgan smiled and spoke.

But Thrandil looked at Morgan for a while and whispered: "I know Morgan, you have something to do today, tell me."

"In my eyes, nothing in this world is more important than her..."

Thrandil turned his head and looked at the starlight white gem necklace in front of him slowly opening.

At this moment, Morgan suddenly discovered that Thrandil looked at the necklace with unparalleled tenderness.

Only then did he remember that this star-light white gem necklace seemed to be the necklace of Thrandir's deceased wife.

"I'm here for Tarrell..."

Morgan said as he looked at the Elf King.

After the words came to an end, Thrandil smiled, and a hint of relief appeared on his face and said, "I thought it was something."

"Speaking of this, even if you didn't take out her today..."

Thrandil withdrew his gaze from the necklace in front of him, looked at Morgan and continued, "I will forgive Tarrell as long as you speak."

"Now, you'll call Tarrell in."

Morgan laughed at Thrandir's words.
Chapter completed!