[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

Olivier kept a decent smile along the way, got off his horse and led the horse for a walk, saying hello to every elf that passed by.

In the dense forest, except for the king and his children, there are no nobles. This is Thranduil's rule, and he can use this to ensure that his power is maximized.Thranduil is an elf who went out on adventures when he was young. He hates the greedy human beings caused by the rampant nobles, and also hates the hobbits who treat everyone equally. He built a social structure that only belongs to the dense forest.

There are many advantages to doing this. He made the people in the dense forest united enough. They are equal and kind. The elves are uniquely endowed with indifference to their demands for power. With proper training, everyone is a warrior.

But before that, there is a premise, that is, the elf king who leads them must be impeccable, and all the elves must be convinced by him.

Thranduil is such an elf.

Sitting on the horse, Olivier saw the enthusiasm and admiration in the eyes of the elves when they looked at Thranduil, and he knew how high his ada's prestige was.In the dense forest, Thranduil is the truth of everything. The elves hold their fanatical worship in their hearts, but no one can deny that it is Thranduil that supports the dense forest, and he is also the one who forged the consolidation and harmony here. powerful.

Thranduil was dressed in fine clothes and a crown on his head, sitting on a big horned stag.The big horned deer is not often used. Thranduil taught Olivier that the big horned deer is his companion, and there will only be war when they cooperate.

But now is an exception. Thranduil must let his people see that their king is healthy and strong, and the big horned deer will make them want to see it.

The strong and sturdy big-horned deer is not afraid of being surrounded by elves, he walks leisurely, and is in the mood to swing his huge antlers occasionally to avoid encountering some naughty elf cubs.

Thranduil is proud, noble, and even arrogant, but Olivier is different from him.

The eldest prince of the jungle is very kind to everyone, and he will treat every elf with his greatest kindness. Olivier has done a good job in this regard.

Olivier, who was leading the horse, smiled and took the flower branch handed over by an elf girl. You know, there are not many flowers that can bloom at this time. Olivier turned his head and looked at the many flowers filled with saddles The bright chrysanthemum is a little helpless.

But he will not reject the kindness of the girls, they have the purest and kindest feelings, which makes Olivier feel precious.

After passing the last tree house where the elves lived together, it was already noon, and even though it was dark, the dense forest would be brighter now.Olivier glanced at Legolas sitting on a pony - the little prince insisted on riding a horse - and Legolas, with his long blond hair, still looked excited, not at all languid.

Olivier smiled, and took down a wooden cup from the horse, which contained sweet fruit wine. This kind of wine was not intoxicating, and tasted like fruit juice. It was given by the elf just now. For him, Olivier felt that his little prince would need him: "Legolas, drink some."

The little prince took the cup with both hands and had to hold it securely.Pulling off the stopper, the little prince poured it into his mouth without even smelling it.

Thranduil's good drinking capacity was completely passed on to the little prince, and Legolas' face did not turn red at all after drinking a whole glass of fruit wine.He smiled and handed the cup back: "Thank you, Olivier."

Olivier smiled, took back the cup, and took the reins of the black horse again.

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This is already close to the depths of the dense forest, and they need to turn back.

But suddenly, the guards of the dense forest in golden armor suddenly emerged from the bushes above the treetops, and stood in a row in front of Thranduil.And the elves in plain clothes also clenched their bows and arrows, pointing their arrows at the depths of the dark and deep forest.

Olivier frowned. Compared with other elves, his ability to observe the enemy was not strong. He didn't hear the sound until all the elves were on alert.

The rustling sound made him feel familiar.

Thranduil sat on the big horned deer, frowning slightly and looking into the distance.

It didn't take long for a black mass to emerge from the depths of the dense forest.Olivier finally remembered what the familiar sound was, because he saw the familiar huge spiders appearing in front of his eyes, their eyes still looked so scary.

Subconsciously stretching out his arms, he picked up Legolas who was sitting on the pony. Olivier held the little prince tightly in his arms and covered him completely with the cloak.

Thranduil looked at these spiders. You know, the Elf King doesn't like such ugly creatures. He frowned and said in a low voice: "Line up, kill them, don't let any of them go..."

"Great Elven King, I think we can make some negotiations."

Suddenly, a human voice spoke from the mouth of the frontmost spider.This surprised the elves. There may be creatures that can speak human words, but that is only limited to holy or extremely intelligent animals, not the ugly and huge spider in front of them.

The elves looked to Thranduil, hoping to get instructions from their great elf king.

Thranduil looked at the spider, raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand: "Stand back for now." The golden-armored elf in the lead put away his long sword, but the elves behind still drew their bows and arrows fully, without the slightest sign. lax.Thranduil didn't seem to notice this, he looked at the spider, his brows still furrowed, "Tell me your purpose for coming to the jungle, I hope that will satisfy me."

Since Thranduil's second sentence was spoken in human language, spiders could understand it, which gave them hope.The few spiders standing in front seemed to move their bodies excitedly, but were scared back by the cold arrows of the elves, leaving only the spider who spoke just now.

This spider seems to be the leader of all spiders. Listening to the voice, he is very young: "The great elf king, my name is Ruhr, the leader of our group. We came to your territory from a far away place. For some time ago I feel very sorry for the offense. But I can guarantee that my people will not cause any harm to you in the future."

After hearing what he said, Thranduil showed a smile without any smile: "It sounds like you just came to apologize. Of course, if you have enough price, I will accept it, but after that you have to leave the jungle, forever .”

"No, the great king of the jungle, please don't drive me and my people away, we have no malicious intentions." The spider seemed eager to explain his intentions, which made his voice unconsciously hiss when he spoke, "We just want a place to gather. Yes, it doesn't need to be very big, just a small one. We will not cause any harm to you and your people. Instead, we will help you guard the dense forest. Let no creature destroy it."

Thranduil was silent for a few seconds this time, but immediately he said, "No, you are too ugly, I don't like ugly creatures."

"I can pay other prices, as long as you let us stay."

There is no impossible business, only unsatisfied interests.Olivier looked at the leading spider and realized that he seemed to be a man of culture.At least it is much smarter than the semi-literate little red dragon kept in the palace.

"Tell me your price, as long as he can impress me." The king of the jungle is not unconvincing, he is always rational and calm.

The spider hesitated for a moment, stomped his slender legs on the ground a few times, and finally said slowly: "I can assure you, the king of the jungle, during the days when my people and I live in the jungle, we will guarantee The numbers of our pack will never change."

Olivier glanced at him. All the elves understood the meaning of this sentence.

Keeping the number constant means that as long as no old spiders die, no new spiders are born.

This is a seemingly cruel decision, but for the elves, this is obviously a good bargaining chip.

Thranduil thought for a while, then turned his head to look at Olivier.Olivier has an intuitive understanding of the fighting power of those spiders. In fact, an ordinary jungle elf can kill them. As long as the number can be controlled and their living places are delimited, he has no objection to the presence of spiders.

Seeing Olivier's attitude, Thranduil didn't even ask anyone else, and looked directly at the spider, his voice was as deep and clear as water: "As long as you keep your promise, I can grant your request."

The spider bent down and said, "Thank you for your kindness, King of the Jungle."

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"Is there any way to control the number of spiders?" Olivier returned to the palace, looked at the fluorite lamp with his chin in his hand, and muttered to himself, "Should I send elves to count them and kill the extra ones?" Is it?"

Sisi, who was sitting next to him wiping his sword, laughed after hearing this, with a gentle and beautiful expression: "You don't need to be so troublesome, Your Highness, we have many simple ways."

Olivier became interested: "Tell me."

Sisi was still smiling, looking kind and warm: "Although spiders are ugly, the eggs they lay are delicious for many birds. We can let those birds have to go around, as long as we see spiders Lay eggs, just poke them and eat them, and that will naturally keep the spider population going."

Olivier blinked, his turquoise eyes were filled with surprise: "Cersi, this is such a cruel idea."

Sisi was still smiling, calm and calm.