[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

It was late at night, and Maggie opened the curtain and walked into the tent, covering the noise outside with a thick canvas.Untied the black cloak and threw it aside, the woman's graceful body seemed to be reluctant to be her capital to show off.

She sat on the soft fur on the ground, her bare thighs curled up under the short black leather skirt, and her back leaned against the inner wall of the tent.Maggie pulled out the necklace around her neck, and the silver leaf lay on her palm, her pretty brown eyes stared at it softly.

Sometimes life needs something to rely on. Although Maggie felt that she was unlucky and met a man who liked men, she was considered lucky, so Maggie decided to change her way of life.

As a warrior, there are only two endings, being tortured to death by pain, or being killed by the enemy.

Maggie is not afraid of this, but compared with the big men outside, women always have their own small thoughts, and women's thoughts are always more delicate.

Maggie began to hope that she could have a small manor of her own, a lovely child, and a soft bed.Rather than dying in an unknown place, Maggie longed to be plunged into darkness on a soft mattress.

"Although I can't catch you, I can still find a good man." Maggie murmured, and then she held the mithril leaf with a smile, and stuffed it back into her collar with a calm smile.

This was my last business order. I thought it was just to escort the caravan to the dwarven territory, but I didn't expect that someone in the caravan had the idea of ​​elves.

The duty of a soldier is to ensure the safety of the employer, but in order to protect herself and make her famous and buy a manor to live a good life, Maggie will never let those lunatics enter the Mirkwood.

There are legendary treasures there, but there are also elves. According to legend, their king is so powerful that anyone can be terrified. If you annoy him...it is obviously not a good choice.

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Standing up, Maggie tugged at her little leather skirt, planning to sleep for a few hours to prepare for the further journey tomorrow, but just as she was about to untie the long sword, the noise outside suddenly became silent, Then, there was a sudden scream.

Maggie is no stranger to this kind of sound. Only when people are in extreme panic and fear can human beings make such a terrifying sound from their fragile throats.

Maggie's muscles tensed instantly, and she quickly grabbed the long sword behind her with her backhand, opened the curtain and walked out.

Even if she begins to yearn for peace, that doesn't mean a woman is going to be timid, she's a fighter, and there's something in her bone marrow.

But when she walked out of the tent, everything in front of her eyes made the woman's pupils shrink.

There were corpses lying all over the ground, their wounds were very conspicuous, right where the heart was pierced, some people's blood was still gushing out.

And the one alive was the leader of the caravan surrounded by several warriors.A look of horror and complete bewilderment.

Standing not far from them was a man tightly covered by a black cloak.He held a knife in his hand, and bright red blood was slowly dripping from the tip of the knife.

The black cloak seemed to have heard the movement, and turned his head slightly towards Maggie. The familiar cloak made Maggie stunned, and then clenched the hilt of the sword: "Olivier..."

The black cloak tilted his head, and then let out a deep laugh: "You can know this name, woman, you are very interesting."

Maggie was a little far away, and he couldn't distinguish the tone of the voice, but Maggie sensed something was wrong.

The black cloak strode towards Maggie. Maggie was not sure of his identity, but the mithril necklace on her heart was still warm from the palm of her hand, which made Maggie not back down.The black cloak stood in front of Maggie, glanced at the long sword in her hand, and then shifted his gaze to the woman's face.

"Humans shouldn't come here, anyone." The black cloak smiled with a gentle voice, but slowly raised the knife in his hand.

Maggie's eyes widened suddenly, obviously not expecting this result, but the woman subconsciously raised the long sword in her hand in an attempt to block the man's sword, but when the two swords collided, Maggie heard the intense pressure There was a crisp sound, and then there was a sudden pain in the shoulder, and the knees softened and fell to the ground.

The black cloak easily knocked off the woman's long sword, and then slashed at her shoulder. Maggie was sure that as long as the opponent exerted strength, her arm would completely separate from her body, but the black cloak didn't do that.

There was only a momentary pause. The huge shock made Maggie feel her heart beating faster and her ears hurting. Then the next second, she felt that she was completely out of strength, and in front of her eyes, the long sword was actually lifted by herself without anyone picking it up. It flew towards the black cloak, which still had a faint blue light on it.

But the black cloak dodged again, then withdrew his hand and kicked Maggie.

The soft lambskin boots trampled on Maggie's wound, and the woman let out a scream. The severe pain made her eyes reflexively burst into tears.The bright eyes were full of water, and some of the slender eyelashes were stained.

The black cloak looked at her with interest, and his voice was low and pleasant: "Magic Riot, it's really interesting."

Maggie didn't understand what he was talking about, but the words were gentler than before, as if the man who stepped on his shoulder was not him.

Trembling, Maggie knew that her beautiful face was covered with mud, and the friction between her delicate skin and the ground made her feel raw pain.

The black cloak laughed, with joy, he stretched out his hand and gently pinched Maggie's chin.

There were tears on the woman's crying face, but the cheeks now stained by the dirt on the ground were definitely not pretty.The black cloak had a pair of beautiful hands, with slender and white fingertips, which gently wiped off the dirt on Maggie's face.

Maggie looked at him, and through the bonfire, she saw the beautiful chin in the hood and the beautiful curvature to the collarbone.

The familiar face, so familiar and strange feeling.

Not knowing where the strength came from, Maggie stretched out her hand, pulled the man's arm, and removed a piece of fabric with all her strength, and then she saw an ugly black mark on the man's white and slender forearm , skeletons and coiled snakes, dark and twisted.

Maggie's eyes widened, and she even forgot to take off the man's cloak.

The black cloak did not disappoint Maggie, he glanced at his arm, let out a deep laugh from his throat, and pulled off his hood directly.

Maggie raised her head and stared blankly.

Light brown slender hair hangs down from thin shoulders, and those beautiful turquoise eyes have a light smile, which is very gentle.

"Olivier..." Maggie stared blankly at the man's handsome face, which was as gentle and peaceful as before, but immediately, her eyes turned to the man's ears.

The pointed ears protruded from the long light brown hair, and they moved slightly when they felt the woman's gaze.

Maggie suddenly understood something, her lips were trembling: "You are a jungle elf...you are going to kill us, right?"

"No, you shouldn't die."

The black cloak raised his hand, and Maggie saw that he was holding a stick in his hand, and then a word came out of the elf's mouth.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Then, those human warriors and caravan leaders who were trying to escape all widened their eyes, and couldn't even cry out in pain, so they clutched their necks and fell to the ground without breathing.

The elf looked very satisfied. He lowered his hands, and the wide cloak covered his arms again. He turned his head and looked at Maggie. The elf smiled gently: "I will kill them, but I won't kill them." You, every wizard must be treated well, every single one." As he spoke, his hand touched the neck of the woman who was already frightened, hooked the necklace with his fingertips, and tore it off forcefully.

Maggie reached out to grab it, but was stepped on the ground by the man again.

The elf raised the necklace, looked at the mithril leaves, and smiled warmly: "This thing can save your life, woman."

"No..." Maggie stared at him, as if she couldn't understand why the man who was funny and gentle back then became what he is now. Was it just because she wanted to break into his territory and angered him?

Or, the so-called wizard?

The elf patted the woman's face with a smile, his turquoise eyes were full of excitement: "You are so beautiful."

Maggie shrank, but tried not to look too embarrassed.But immediately, she felt a sharp pain in her cheek, and the scream broke through her throat again. This time, the elf didn't stop her, but smiled and listened, as if enjoying it.

When she let go of Maggie, three deep marks were left on the woman's originally beautiful face, with blood and black air on them.

The elf rubbed his hand on the woman's leather skirt, and took it back only after wiping off the blood. He tilted his head with a smile and said, "Get out of here, woman, and never come back."

Maggie covered her face, even if she didn't look, she knew what she had become.

The most precious thing for a beautiful woman is always her own beauty, if her face is ruined, it is better to kill her directly!

But Maggie had no choice, she didn't want to die, at least not now.

The woman didn't dare to pick up her long sword, so she could only stand up staggeringly, covered her face, and stepped back. After making sure that the elf didn't want to kill her, she took a hard look at the elf's face with foggy eyes. It seemed to be engraved in his bones, and then he ran away from this place as if fleeing for his life.

The elf ignored her, but stuffed the mithril leaf back into his pocket, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and laughed, his turquoise-like eyes slowly changed color, turning blood-like bright red and beautiful.

Putting on the hood again, he left here, and quickly hid in the depths of the dark forest without a trace.