[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

Olivier returned to the jungle with the fist-sized blood ruby ​​and white crystal.

Thanks to Gisey's speed, Olivier didn't spend too much time on this trip, but obviously Legolas was not used to the days when his brother was away, and upon hearing the report, the little prince ran out of the room.

When he came to the long bridge, he happened to see Olivier enter the palace.

Legolas smiled and ran forward, but the bridge was too narrow, and the little prince lost control of his balance and jumped off the bridge directly.

You know, even elves couldn't withstand such a high impact when they were young. The moment the golden elf fell, Olivier felt his heart stop beating.

Throwing away the things in his hands, Prince Jungle strode forward, jumped high, caught his younger brother in mid-air, and held him tightly in his arms.

After falling to the ground, the first thing Olivier did was to lift Legolas up and look left and right to make sure that the little prince was not damaged.

Seeing Olivier's frown and slightly pale face, Legolas knew that he had done something wrong. Even the little prince who had just fallen down was not afraid at this moment because of Olivier. Let the excitement on the face be less.

Pursing his pink lips, Legolas lowered his head: "I'm sorry, Olivier."

"My green leaf... don't do this next time, you know? You're going to scare me." Olivier didn't scold the little prince. In fact, he never got angry at Legolas, This is his baby.

Compared to Thranduil's strictness, Olivier is always tolerant, and he has inexhaustible patience with Legolas.Without Thranduil, I'm afraid Olivier would directly spoil the little prince.

Legolas nodded obediently, and stretched out his arms. Olivier exhaled, moved closer to him, and accepted the little prince's soft embrace.

"Welcome back, Olivier." The little prince muttered.

Olivier pressed a kiss on the little prince's cheek: "Thank you, Legolas."

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Carrying the little prince back to his own room, Olivier immediately knocked on Thranduil's door with his things.

It is now close to the time when the moon rises, and the sky is pitch black. Thranduil is not wearing the usual gorgeous robes, but simple, soft white pajamas, which are wide and cover the Elf King's body. It looks simple but vague. You can see the intricate patterns on the clothes.

Olivier came in with some broken boxes and a leather bag containing white gems, put them on the table, and bowed his head: "ada."

Thranduil raised his hand, he was standing by the window, the night wind gently brushed against the Elven King's cheek, blowing a few long golden hairs, and those eyes were looking at Olivier calmly: " It looks like you've had a few twists and turns."

Olivier knew that it was because the damaged box caught Thranduil's attention.This was just thrown by Olivier in order to catch Legolas, but the prince of the jungle was not going to tell the Elf King about it.After all, Thranduil was a very demanding father, and he was not as gentle with Legolas as he was.

Subconsciously defending his younger brother, Olivier said with a smile: "It's my fault, ada, the road is too bumpy."

Thranduil glanced at Olivier with his turquoise eyes, nodded slowly, and didn't say much about it.

A few strands of long hair hung from the Elf King's ears. He walked to the table and opened the wooden box with his hand.

The blood-red gemstone shone beautifully in the moonlight. The precise facets and beautiful colors made the Elf King unable to move his eyes away for a while.

"This is not something humans can do. Cutting gems, they are not that good yet." Thranduil picked up the ruby, put it in the palm of his hand, raised it slightly to face the moonlight, his voice was low.

Olivier nodded and agreed: "It looks like an elf's handicraft, but I'm not sure."

"Dwarves are fine too, Olivier, never look down on dwarves, even if they are greedy and reckless." Thranduil turned his head and looked at his eldest prince, "On the lonely mountain not far away, the dwarves there can I’m pretty sure it’s going to happen.”

Lonely mountain, that is a place that Olivier has never been to: "It sounds like a very dangerous mountain."

Thranduil curled the corners of his lips, and the Elven King looked so indifferent even when he smiled: "No, the Lonely Mountain is not big, and even a little ordinary, but the dwarves there have turned the entire mountain into their territory and hoarded it in it. There are countless treasures, which makes Lonely Mountain very meaningful."

Olivier blinked, and he realized that maybe his father didn't like Lonely Mountain, because he didn't have any emotions when he mentioned the wealth there.

The king of the jungle ignored it, neither envied nor befriended, and regarded him as nothing.

This kind of disgust made Olivier confused, but the eldest prince was used to obeying Thranduil's decisions unconditionally, so he whispered: "I understand, ada."

Stay away from the Lonely Mountain, Thranduil could hear what Olivier meant.

Thranduil nodded, and continued to look at the gem, with increasingly obvious satisfaction in his eyes.

A huge and beautiful stone, maybe I can put it in a conspicuous position.The Elf King, who was obsessed with gemstones to a certain extent, gently traced the beautiful facets of gemstones with his fingertips.

Thranduil looked at his room, perhaps it was a good idea to place it on the head of the bed.

Olivier took out the white crystal he bought at a cheap price from the leather bag: "Ada, I also found this."

Thranduil looked back, put the ruby ​​into the box, but did not close the lid.The Elf King stretched out his hand to pinch the crystal, and there was no emotion in his turquoise eyes: "He looks very inconspicuous."

Olivier nodded: "Yes."

"But obviously, this crystal is different." Thranduil looked at Olivier. This time, the Elven King had a real smile on his face, even though it was faint, there was a smile on his face, "Your Good vision, my child, a prophecy crystal, he is very rare."

Olivier pursed his lips, trying to resist the urge to smile.

Thranduil did not return the crystal to Olivier: "It belongs to you, and it will make you stronger."

Olivier didn't go to get back the white crystal. He thought that Thranduil must have his own intentions. His ada was always cautious and strong. It is possible that the Elf King might not trust the things obtained from humans.As Thranduil said, it belongs to him, and Olivier firmly believes in it.

However, the praise from the King of the Jungle made Olivier feel happy, even though he restrained himself, he still let out a smile.He was more happy to hear Thranduil's compliment than Crystal.Praise of the Elven King, this is always the sweetest honey.

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After reporting what he was going to do, Olivier was about to resign, but when he went out, he heard Thranduil's voice: "I won't punish Legolas, but I think you need Learn not to pamper him before he makes bigger mistakes."

King of the jungle, he rules the land and knows it all.

Olivier paused, then turned around and bent slightly: "I see, ada."

Thranduil nodded and told Olivier to leave. He stood in front of the window, picked up the white crystal, and raised it a little higher. His turquoise eyes looked at the distant Olivier through the crystal. Er's back.

The crystal has a brilliance under the beautiful moonlight, as if there is starlight in it.But in the crystal, Olivier's back looks extremely dazzling, his hair is no longer light brown, but platinum-like in color, as beautiful as flowing gold.

Thranduil put down the crystal with a calm expression, and there was a light blue light on his palm. After a while, the Elf King let go of it, and the white crystal seemed less dazzling than before, as if its light was covered.

The king of the jungle waved his hand, and the huge stone gate slowly closed.The fluorite lamp in the room was not lit. Thranduil picked up the red gemstone, walked slowly to the window, raised his head, his golden hair hanging by his ear, raised his arm to lift the ruby , Aim at the moonlight.

The moon seen through the jewel is as red as a flower in blood.