The Black Forest was no longer dark and gloomy. It should restore its original name—the Green Leaf Forest.
By the time An Yang and Baggins rode into the Green Leaf Forest, it was already afternoon. Before dusk, they encountered a patrol from the Woodland Realm and were invited as honored guests to visit the Woodland Realm. Legolas returned to the Woodland Realm slightly later than they did.
Legolas did not need to say much about what had happened that day. From the Green Leaf Forest, one could see the Lonely Mountain in the distance—and naturally, that figure standing even taller than the Lonely Mountain.
As soon as he returned to the Green Leaf Forest, he was met with grateful and admiring gazes from his people. Clearly, anyone could guess that the one who had spoken with that deity had to be the Elf Prince. It was precisely because His Highness the Prince had mustered the courage to make a request of that deity that the Green Leaf Forest had undergone such a tremendous change.
Legolas soon heard that the deity had also come to the Woodland Realm and had been invited by the elves. He immediately handed his horse to a guard and ran toward the reception hall.
When he arrived at the reception hall, he saw An Yang and Baggins sitting in chairs. His father, Thranduil, was there as well, while the steward of the Woodland Realm stood respectfully to one side. The table was covered with fresh fruits and melons, and exquisite crystal goblets held aged wine. The scents of fruit and wine mingled in the air. Nearby, several female elves dressed in brightly colored gauze played harps and flutes, their music drifting through the room. A dozen tall guards stood not far away, all clad in bright,