[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

Olivier wanted Sisi to tell Thranduil directly about his thoughts, but Sisi refused.

"Your Majesty will not like me more because of this, but it will increase your favor for you. My Highness, you need Your Majesty's kindness more than I do." Sisi said with a smile while treating Smaug.The red-haired elf folded his hands on Smaug's body, and the silver-white light emitted when the healing technique was cast made the elf's face look more beautiful and holy.

Olivier didn't like it, it sounded like he was taking something that belonged to Sisi.The upright elf prince didn't agree, he took the bottle of dragon's blood and was going to knock on Thranduil's door.

"epliskey—"

Olivier clearly heard, from behind, Sisi speaking in a language he couldn't understand.Olivier turned his head, and saw a beautiful white light emerging from Sisi's hand, and the red-haired elf looked peaceful and beautiful at the moment.

Olivier's ears turned red, but he immediately stopped looking and walked away quickly.

Sisi just looked at his back with a smile, then looked down at Smaug, who was frowning and sleeping very restlessly, lowered his eyes, and the expression on his face became as flat as ice and snow.

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The residence of the King of the Jungle is located in the middle of the palace. It is not as sunny as Legolas's house, but it is spacious enough.Thranduil is a noble and tasteful elf who needs a lot of space to store his belongings.At the end of the long bridge is Thranduil's residence. The door is a natural blue boulder with red and gold overlapping patterns carved on it.Elves like beautiful and delicate decorations, but they are not so personalized in the decoration of the room, but advocating the beauty of symmetry.The door to Thranduil's room is a completely symmetrical pattern, without the slightest difference.

Olivier lightly touched the blue stone next to the beautiful stone gate with the ring on his finger, making a crisp sound.

"Come in."

The deep voice was as deep as the wind blowing from the valley at night.

Olivier pushed open the stone door, walked in, first looked at the huge crystal hanging from the roof for lighting, and then closed the stone door again.

There are two doors on each side of the room, one is the storage room belonging to the Elven King, and there are three walls inside that are covered by tall wardrobes that reach directly to the roof, and the other wall is full of crowns and shining gems Rings, the Elf King who will change clothes and accessories according to the changes of the seasons and occasions will choose the items he likes from here.And the other door is Thranduil's bedroom. This door is always closed, and all creatures are forbidden to enter there.

There are not many items in the hall in the middle, a huge fluorite lamp illuminates everything as bright as day, and a large table is placed in the middle, on which are neatly placed dossiers written with dry leaves or animal leather. The King of the Jungle is still in the same attire just now, but his mithril headband has been taken off, and his long, smooth golden hair is casually draped over his shoulders.Holding a quill in his hand, seeing Olivier, Thranduil put the quill back into the ink bottle, looking at his eldest prince with green eyes: "Look, I'll teach you Everything went well."

"Yes." Olivier stood still in front of Thranduil, lowered his head slightly, looking polite and respectful, "Sisi is treating the red dragon, and the dragon fell into a deep sleep."

Thranduil sat sideways in the wide chair, leaning on the armrest, rubbing the emerald ring that he had just touched with his fingertips, and said in a calm tone, "That's not called sleep, my Olivier, a dragon will never die." Do not fall asleep where gems and gold are left. They are rapacious and fierce, and watchful, and closing their eyes does not mean letting down their guard."

Olivier nodded and said, "I see, ada."

Thranduil looked at Olivier with the usual indifference, but there was satisfaction in his eyes.His eldest son may not look like him, and his hair color is not so dazzling, but he is a smart enough elf.He is kind but resolute enough, smart but not arrogant, and can always do everything Thranduil wants him to do.

Except for taste, Thranduil was satisfied with Olivier.

Glancing at Olivier's robe that was the same as yesterday, Thranduil frowned slightly, but didn't say much.Regarding the point of taste, maybe it was because Olivier asked him to study too much when he was a child, which caused Olivier to be stunted, but Thranduil can still count on the little prince, can't he?

Legolas will definitely become an excellent jungle prince in the future and stay away from all unclean creatures.

Thranduil, who could not know the future of his child, was a human being who never washed his hair, so comforting himself at this moment, looked at Olivier, and the Elf King said, "Maybe you still have something to say. "

Olivier took out the crystal bottle filled with dragon blood. Although the bottle cap had been sealed, the smell of blood coming out of it still made Thranduil frown.Olivier saw Thranduil's reaction, and the elf prince quickly took out a leather bag and put it in, tied it up, and put it on the table.

"Dragon's blood." Thranduil could still tell the difference even though he only glanced at it.

"Yes, ada, Sisi just thought of an idea," Olivier said with a smile, "Maybe we can use that dragon that accidentally broke into the jungle to create some wealth."

Thranduil obviously also thought of this idea, otherwise he would never tell such a dangerous creature to stay in the dense forest.However, Thranduil did not hesitate to praise Sisi's proposal: "That's good, Olivier, your chief guard is also talented in money."

Olivier smiled, but didn't speak.

Thranduil stretched out his hand and picked up the bag containing the bottle of dragon's blood. It was quite heavy, and Thranduil just padded it and put it down.

Thranduil, who had experienced so-called adventures when he was young, knew the value of dragons very well. They were dangerous but very valuable.Blood, bones, scales, minions, dwarves will be crazy about it.

But Thranduil obviously didn't want to do business with the dwarves. They had unparalleled forging technology, but they were more greedy than humans and not smart enough.Thranduil just thought about it, and decided on the sale of this bottle of dragon blood: "Olivier, Lin Gu or humans, which one would you choose?"

It was not the first time that Olivier faced the question of Thranduil. The elf prince was not timid. After thinking about it, he firmly said his answer: "Human beings."

"You don't like the forest valley elves, my child, I hope that's not the reason for your choice." Thranduil tilted his head, the beautiful elf king still looked very proud when he made this gesture.

Olivier does not mean that Thranduil is aware of his emotions, in Olivier's heart, Thranduil always knows everything.He just smiled and expressed his opinion: "We have a dragon, or we have a dragon guest. We can provide him with a place to recuperate, and enough goodwill in exchange for him to be able to grow again items. I don't think Smaug would mind."

"What an unpleasant name." Thranduil gently touched the emerald ring.

This sentence is really familiar.

Olivier doesn't think that names can be divided into good and bad. In his opinion, it's just a title.But he did not refute Thranduil's words, but went on to say: "However, it is obviously not suitable for Lin Gu to know about the fact that the dense forest has a dragon. We may have good intentions with Lin Gu, but precisely because of this, they will not want a dragon." Close to the dense forest." Then, Olivier's smile deepened, "His Majesty Elrond always cares about the dense forest."

The last sentence made Thranduil frown.

However, it also moved the Elven King. Even though he didn't like humans, he didn't want Elrond to have an excuse to visit the jungle for a long time.Thranduil would never agree to Elrond's request, and he didn't let him leave for the sake of gems, but this does not mean that the King of the Jungle has the patience to deal with Eldron's increasingly demanding demands.

But human beings are different. There are so many of them. It seems that God did not give them enough wisdom and courage, but allowed them to reproduce in a short lifespan like morning dew.The jungle elves can completely separate the dragon's treasures to achieve their own goals.

This is a good deal, Thranduil made a decision in his heart.

"Call Alves, he will be happy with his new job."

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Olivier returned to the dungeon with a smile on his face. Sisi, who had finished the treatment, stroked the little red dragon's back while looking up at Olivier: "Your Highness, is there anything you are happy about?"

Olivier squatted down with a smile, looked at Smaug, and said softly, "I think, I found a way to send those forest elves away."