[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

Before looking for Thranduil, Olivier stopped at Smaug's door for a while.

The dragon cub looked much happier than before. He was tossing a berry with great interest. The dragon didn't eat this, but it would be nice if it was used as a toy.

"I'm glad to see you regain your vitality, Smaug." Olivier walked in with a smile, his voice soft.

Smaug seemed to be taken aback, his strong hind legs made him jump slightly, and then he looked up at Olivier.Olivier's light brown long hair became soft and beautiful at night. Although it was not as dazzling as blonde hair, it was much better looking than other elves.Smaug blinked his golden eyes, and carefully set the berries aside.

Olivier raised his eyebrows, but did not pursue the origin of the berry.

Sitting down on a chair in the room - obviously not for Smaug - Olivier reached out and gently stroked Smaug's scales.The dragon cub had suffered a lot from Olivier, but perhaps it was because the elf boy brought him back, the little red dragon did not resist him, closed his eyes slightly and placed his head on Olivier. on the legs.

"I'm glad you're having a good time, but don't go out casually these few days." Olivier's fingertips slowly brushed across Smaug's scales, his fingers were warm, "There are human beings outside, and they make people worry mouth and eyes."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, I don't like them either." Smaug said slowly, and the dragon cub who had already mastered the elf language could now speak without sparks.

Olivier liked Smaug's obedience. Although the little red dragon always had bad thoughts about his ada, he was much more obedient than the obscure Elrond.The Prince of the Forest lightly touched the mithril collar around the little red dragon's neck, and after confirming that the spell on it had not been broken, he slightly bent his mouth.

"I can smell it, you have an uncomfortable smell, Olivier." The little red dragon closed his eyes again, and said slowly.

"The smell of humans?" Olivier paused slightly, but immediately stroked the little red dragon's neck again.

"No, it's not. Although I don't like humans, this obviously doesn't belong to them." Smaug moved his head closer to Olivier's stomach, and placed his head in an awkward position for Olivier , "It's the smell of herbs, I've smelled them, Sisi is full of them."

Olivier pursed the corners of his lips, reached out to pat Smaug, and then stood up. Under the confused and pure eyes of the little red dragon, Olivier looked away: "I'm going to meet Ada."

"I'll go too!" Smaug jumped up and looked at Olivier excitedly.

But the Prince of the Jungle would never do the stupid thing of "leading a dragon into a house", so he just smiled and touched Smaug's head, and touched his long sword slightly.Smaug remembered very clearly that he had been hit by the scabbard in the same place several times, which made the little red dragon shrank his neck.

"Stay here, you are a good boy." Olivier smiled, turned and left.

The little red dragon touched the floor with its paws unwillingly, mumbling in its mouth, as if cursing something, but finally picked up the berries and threw them around.

The smell on him made Smaug uncomfortable, but Olivier obviously didn't take it to heart.Then don't remind him again, the villain Olivier, the guy who stopped him from pursuing the big golden baby.The little red dragon snorted, and sprayed fire on the stone wall, leaving faint black marks.

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The elves don't need to go to sleep every night. When the elves become more and more powerful, they no longer need to waste time on sleep.

But most elves still like to sleep every night like humans. After all, life is too long, and they always have to find something to kill time for themselves.And after falling asleep, there will be beautiful and weird dreams waiting for them, which is a good experience.

But Thranduil hasn't fallen into a deep sleep since this war, he began to get tired of dreams, because there he would always see scenes that Thranduil didn't like.

Whether it is sadness or joy, it will make the Elf King feel bored.

Not even the dream-making gemstones collected by the Elf King could ease the situation.

In Thranduil's dream, there will be his beautiful wife, lovely son, endless wine, strong and bright giant green forest.But all of these would upset Thranduil at the moment of shattering and become irritable.

Elves never die, the only ones who can kill them are their enemies and themselves.Many elves died of a broken heart because of their extraordinary memory, haunted by pain that could not be erased.The Elven King is strong enough, but he is unwilling to let those things torture him over and over again.

Thranduil knew his responsibility, he must guard this dense forest, instead of immersing himself in the past.

Instead of being confused by those beautiful past or imaginary dreams, it is better to face the reality and make yourself more sober.

Thranduil looked at the Dream Gem in the box, and picked up a dagger with a cold expression, intending to smash it.

But at this moment, the door was knocked, and Olivier's voice sounded: "ada."

Thranduil put down the dagger, raised his chin slightly, and his indifferent expression just now became proud.

He will always maintain dignity in front of his son, which is a majesty that belongs to a father.

"Come in."

Olivier pushed open the door and walked in quickly.The elf prince didn't pay attention to the gemstones on the table, but said with a serious expression: "The human caravan is stationed outside the dense forest, and it seems that there won't be any activities in the near future."

Thranduil frowned slightly. He didn't like creatures that caused trouble, but the Elf King was not unreasonable. When humans did not set foot on his territory, the elves had no reason to take action against them: "Wait, don't bother."

Olivier nodded: "I see, ada, then..."

"Olivier," Thranduil suddenly called out to his elder son. Olivier looked up and saw the Elven King sitting on a large chair with his legs crossed and his arms resting on the beautiful On the armrest, slender fingers tapped the emerald on the armrest lightly, "Did you sleep well at night?"

Olivier didn't know why Thranduil asked him this, but the Prince of the Jungle answered honestly: "Very good, ada."

"Where's the dreamland?" Thranduil gently stroked the emerald with his fingers.

"You will see a fog." Olivier was a little helpless. In fact, prophecy is not always a useful talent.

"You need some ordinary dreams, my son." Thranduil reached out and picked up the box containing the gem of dreams, and put it in front of Olivier. "Bring it with you, it will help you have a peaceful night."

Olivier obviously didn't expect the King of the Jungle to give him a gift, yes, a gift, and who doesn't like a gift?

The Prince of the Jungle Forest picked up the box and put it in his arms. After making sure that it would not fall out, he smiled.

Thranduil also slightly bent the corners of his lips, but the fingertips of his fingertips stroking the emerald were slightly forceful, and his well-manicured nails were a little whitish.