[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

Smaug has been a little sad lately.

In fact, he didn't mind his scales being taken away by the elves, he was still growing, although it took a lot of years for the giant dragons to grow from infancy to adulthood, they had to change their scales many times to ensure their skin was hard.He didn't need those scale armors that were replaced, and there was nothing wrong with giving them to the elves, if doing so would make Thranduil happy.

But in the past few days, he hasn't seen the glittering golden Thranduil.

Even if he now has the right to occasionally go around the dense forest, there is no way to make the little red dragon happy.He lay lazily in the stone house, with his head on the window sill, lying there limply, his golden eyes looked at the gloomy weather outside, and sighed.

When I breathed, there were little sparks.

Olivier, who was standing at the door, heard the voice, and the grievance inside made the Prince of the Jungle rub his arms.He looked at Sisi, who was still smiling gently beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Has he been like this recently?"

"Yes." Sisi seemed to be smiling forever, looking very peaceful.

Olivier didn't want Smaug to be too melancholy, which would seriously affect his appetite.If the appetite drops, the growth will be slow, then the time for him to get the scale armor will be longer, and the money to buy gems for ada will be less.Olivier thought for a while, took a breath, curled the corners of his mouth, put on a calm smile, pushed the door and walked in.

Hearing the voice, Smaug looked back at him and saw that it was Olivier instead of his big golden baby. The little red dragon looked very disappointed, and lay down on the window sill again, as soft as if he had lost his bones.

"You look very unhappy." Olivier walked to the little red dragon and sat cross-legged on the ground.

The little red dragon gently pushed him with his tail, and noticed that the prince of the jungle was smiling calmly and his body was still standing still, so he knew that he might not be able to get him away. The little red dragon made a very wise choice give up.His eyes were still looking out of the window, and his voice carried the bleakness of autumn: "I'm not happy."

Olivier stretched out his hand and gently stroked the little red dragon's back: "Will you tell me the reason, maybe I can help you."

Even though all kinds of experience and lessons told Smaug that this elf who always looks easy to talk is actually very cruel, but the little red dragon who was suffocated still said: "I am bored here, I want to meet..."

"I can take you out, but I won't let you meet my ada."

Olivier said decisively, and Smaug was a little angry: "Give me a reason, Elf, don't try to deceive me."

"I'll let you go this time, because I came to comfort you with good intentions." Olivier smiled and raised the long sword in his hand. After seeing the little red dragon shrinking his neck unconsciously, the elf prince Only then did he speak, "Ada has a lot of things to deal with recently. He is very busy. I haven't seen him for several days."

Smaug stared at Olivier: "Are you serious?"

Olivier said with a serious face: "It's true."

……of course not.

Legolas has already passed three hundred years old. Three hundred is a stage in the life of elves. Although they are still young, they will enter a stage of rapid growth. In just a few decades, the little green leaves with three heads and bodies will grow He grew up to be a beautiful and tall boy, so Thranduil, as his father, must give the little prince enough support and guidance.

However, Olivier would never tell Smaug about this. The little red dragon was not only focused on Thranduil, but also had golden hair.If he knew that Thranduil was with Legolas now, he might just run over and never come back.

That was a disastrous result.

Olivier smiled without looking guilty.Smaug, who was more deceitful than a big horned deer, began to lose his will. He moved the wings on his back, and finally he was willing to leave the window sill, and sat up straight: "I want to go out for a walk, I'm going to be moldy if I stay here."

The elf prince didn't refuse the request. He stood up, patted his unsoiled robe, and said with a smile, "Go with Sisi, I have something to deal with."

Smaug glanced at the gentle red-haired elf standing at the door, blinked, and leaned closer to Olivier's ear: "Hey, I don't like this elf."

Olivier was taken aback, and turned his head to look at Smaug's face: "You are the first to tell me that you don't like him." Even Thranduil was only dissatisfied with Sisi's blood, and never I said I don't like it, after all, Sisi is beautiful and outstanding, and he is one of the best talents in the entire dense forest.

Smaug doesn't care about this, he is a giant dragon, and even though he is young, he still has the instinct of a beast: "I can feel that he has a malice that I don't like, although it is not obvious, but it still exists."

"If he is malicious, then who brought the dew you drink every day?" Olivier was a little amused, and reached out to touch the little red dragon's head.

The little red dragon didn't speak any more. In fact, his dislike for Sisi seemed to come suddenly, and even Smaug himself couldn't explain why.

"Let him take you there, if you want to leave. Don't worry, I'm sure Sisi won't trick you out to roast and eat. We never eat meat." Olivier seemed to comfort a child Holding the little red dragon, he handed the somewhat reluctant little red dragon to Sisi.

Sisi watched Olivier leave with a smile, and when the elf prince came out of the gate, he turned his head and approached the door gently, with the same warm smile on his face as before: "You don't seem to like me, distinguished guest."

Smaug said nothing, just looked at Sisi with his golden eyes.

Ceci smiled, his eyes narrowed to show no emotion: "It's really sad, isn't it." Saying that, he handed over a silver plate.

Inside is transparent dew, with a fresh smell.

Smaug did not refuse Sisi's kindness, he would drink some of this thing every day, it was a gift from the dense forest, and it would make him grow faster.

Just as the little red dragon lowered his head, Sisi suddenly stretched out his hand and covered Smaug's eyes with his palm.Smaug struggled a bit, but immediately, he became quiet, and when Sisi's palm was removed, the little red dragon looked a little confused.

The red-haired elf tilted his head, and his delicate eyebrows looked very satisfied.

"I'm hungry." Little Red Dragon lay on his stomach for a long time, feeling his stomach was empty.

"I'll take you out to find something to eat, okay?" Ceci asked with a smile.

Little Red Dragon thought for a while, then nodded without any resistance.

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Olivier rummaged through the closet, and finally found a dark-colored dress. After all, it is not easy to find a non-shiny robe in the closet that Sisi organized. matter.

He took a belt of the same color—thanks to the little prince’s education, Olivier finally learned the basic matching—letting his waist be strangled by it, Olivier looked at the elf in the crystal mirror, but felt Still very conspicuous.

Stretching out his hand to pick up a strand of long light brown hair, Olivier pondered between dyeing the hair and the cloak, and finally decided to choose the latter.

The elf prince took a black cloak to cover himself tightly, not only covering his hair but also covering his pointed ears, making him look like a tall and thin human being.Olivier pulled the hood down a bit, looking good.

Olivier nodded slightly, pulled off his hood, and strode out of the room.

Before leaving the palace, he went to the underground room, took a crystal bottle filled with scarlet blood and a wooden box from it, put them in the leather pouch on his waist, and strode away.

Not many people know about Smaug's affairs in the dense forest, and Olivier must act personally to keep everything about Smaug from leaking out.I wanted to teach Sisi this matter, but Thranduil didn't trust Sisi, so Olivier took on this task by himself.

Sell ​​the dragon's blood and scale armor for gold coins, and find the white gemstone necklace that the Elven Queen lost in the war.

Olivier, who had experience in human territory, didn't find it difficult. The only thing he needed to hide was his different appearance from humans.

This must be done, a lonely elf sometimes encounters many dangers, and the things that may happen in it are always dark and disgusting.Some human minds are sometimes dark and terrifying, and Olivier is unwilling to let himself take risks.

Leaving the palace, Olivier pulled the rein and turned onto the black horse. Since the two previous contacts, Olivier had enough trust in the black horse.This time he will bring a mount that is inconspicuous but patient enough, and the black horse is obviously a good choice.

"The rest of the day depends on you, my friend." Olivier lowered his head and rested his forehead on the top of the black horse's head. His long light brown hair hung down beside the horse's cheeks, with the smell of the forest.

The black horse snorted and responded as if he understood.

Olivier patted his neck and laughed: "I think you need a name." Olivier thought for a while and said, "Gissy, do you like it?"

The black horse's eyes blinked, but there was no response.

Olivier knew that he could not be required to be too smart, but Olivier thought, he was a strong horse and looked very clever, as long as he was patient, he would always get good results.Smiling, he stretched out his hand and touched the horse's neck, and Olivier's legs worked hard.

The black horse rushed out like an arrow leaving the string, took Olivier into the dense forest with a few vertical leaps, and disappeared without a trace.