[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

When Olivier woke up, the first thing he saw was the cabinet decorated with beautiful flowerpots and the round roof.

The elf prince was not used to getting up early, but the noise outside forced him to open his eyes.

He sat up in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and then stared blankly at his long black hair hanging in front of him. Olivier's head is now a mess, and he can't react to anything.And it was Sisi's voice that summoned his will back: "Your Highness, Tut has gone out."

"Huh?" Olivier looked a little confused.

Ceci was used to Olivier's dazed look when he just woke up, he smiled and put the cotton cloth wet with water on Olivier's face directly.

The sudden coolness made the elf prince tremble subconsciously, and then Sisi hugged his shoulders. When the cotton cloth was taken off, Olivier frowned and looked at the smiling elf in front of him: "You are always like this , I really don't like it."

"There are many times when I need some necessary means, my lord, it is undeniable that they are always effective." Sisi heard Olivier's resentment, but Sisi was not going to change, he just smiled He let go of the elf prince's hand: "Tut is a hardworking hobbit, but he will be back for breakfast soon, and I think we'd better go out and have a look before then."

"Well, you're always right."

Olivier was a little helpless, and rationally told him that it was better to go out now, but his body was clamoring to lie on the bed for a while, as long as it was good.

Ceci didn't care whether Olivier was willing or not, he rummaged through Olivier's luggage, trying to find a suitable one from it.

However, as Ceci's critical eyes scanned one by one, he found that there was not even a single robe that made him pleasing to the eye.

"I did one thing wrong please, Your Highness, in fact it is very necessary for me to help you take care of this." Instead of letting you fiddle with it yourself.

Olivier heard Sisi's resentment, but he would not feel sorry for it.You know, if you really wear the kind of robe with golden dark lines that Sisi likes, even if you don't reveal your elf identity, you will probably face constant danger because you are alone.

The elf prince casually took out a dark green robe from inside. It was not made of silk, but made of very ordinary fabric. Although it didn't look gorgeous or conspicuous, it was comfortable enough.Putting on calfskin boots, Olivier tied up his hair with a silk ribbon of the same color as the clothes, and then smiled at Ceci's disapproving eyes and said: "Don't look at me like that, Ceci , you know this is the most appropriate way."

Sisi didn't refute him, but just nodded and said, "Patton left early in the morning, and he seems to be in a hurry."

Olivier was a little surprised that the little yellow bird left without saying goodbye, but he didn't say much.Although Barton is a little guy who occasionally gets dazzled by fine wine, most of the time, he can still do his job perfectly, which is why Thranduil always trusts him.

The Elf King can always find suitable and efficient helpers, although there are many times that does not mean perfection.

"Go out and look for a house. I hope you can find a good one, or build a good one." Olivier smiled and stretched, looking at the morning light outside the window, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Hobbiton is really a nice place.

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Hobbiton mornings are always busy.

Yesterday's Harvest Festival did not mean the end, but the beginning.They need to start a busy life, move the fruits of their labor back to the house, and prepare enough firewood for heating to prepare for the cold winter.

The industrious and kind-hearted hobbits gathered together and found a place that was secluded enough but fertile.

They don't have the talent of the elves, nor the strength of the orcs, nor the exquisite craftsmanship of the dwarves, and sometimes they can't even beat a huge number of humans.This makes hobbits need to be attached to people in order to survive for generations.

In the past, they formed an alliance with the dwarves, and the industrious hobbits exchanged food for weapons, thus gaining asylum.But the alliance with the dwarves can't be long after all, Hobbiton is a bit far away from the dwarves' territory, once something happens, even the dwarves who want to help their short partners may not be able to do it.

So the hobbits have sought new allies in the last century.

Trade between them and humans is being negotiated, and it is possible to make great progress.

Of course, the territory closer to Hobbiton is the territory of the elves, but the elves appear detached and inaccessible in the middle-earth world. The hobbits did not think that they could have any connection with those tall and perfect species.

However, Olivier felt that just because they could make ordinary bread into supremely delicious craftsmanship, they could be favored by the elves.

Olivier knew these news from the hobbits who went out to work or chat in the morning. They were kind and had no evil intentions. Their greatest talent was telling jokes and stories, and making up some small riddles.This keeps them happy and peaceful forever, instead of feeling bored and depressed because they can only be brought in one place.

Perhaps because of his intention to form an alliance with humans, Olivier Josesi, who was considered a human traveler, was not rejected by the hobbits, and even received a lot of kind praises for his outstanding appearance.

It turns out that no matter what race, people like good-looking people.

The only thing that makes Olivier feel a little embarrassed is that this good look has also attracted many hobbits. Olivier is good at dealing with admirers, but he is good at dealing with those old and enthusiastic ladies. , Olivier can be regarded as inexperienced.

At this moment, Olivier felt a pain in his body, and when he turned his head, he saw that his ass was pinched by a kind-looking lady.

"Oh, child, you look really thin." The old lady said after trying the feel.

Olivier blushed suddenly, looking very embarrassed and at a loss: "I don't like this, I..."

Sisi tugged him gently: "It seems that we are not quite used to the enthusiasm here."

"Sooner or later you have to get used to it, two good boys, if you want to stay, believe me, we can even hold a welcome party for you!" The old lady smiled and hugged the bamboo basket with pumpkins in her arms, "Of course, You can make yourself fatter and come back."

This kind of good-natured joke aroused laughter from the surroundings, and Olivier could only purse his lips and smile, and then tried to keep his expression and leave, but no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be running away.Sisi followed behind him, sullenly, but still let out a trace of a smile.

"You are really mean, Ceci, I just saw that you pushed me forward." Olivier muttered after walking into the woods.

"I haven't, Your Highness." Sisi denied with a smile.

"Come on, I won't be deceived by your face." Olivier glared at him, if Sisi hadn't pushed him out, he wouldn't have been pinched by that old lady... there.

After hearing this, Ceci smiled, and then said softly, "You saw it."

This kind of frank and even shameless way of talking made Olivier feel evil fire. Since leaving the jungle, Ceci has become less and less afraid of him, which is really uncomfortable.

But just when Olivier was about to say something, Sisi took a step forward and grabbed the elf prince's wrist.

His wrist was very slender, even though he possessed great strength, the elf's slender body allowed Olivier's wrist to be directly held by Sisi.Olivier paused as he walked forward, lowered his head, and looked at Sisi holding his fingertips.

Fair, slender, with a touch of pink.

Ceci slid his hand down unhurriedly, his slender fingers intertwined with Olivier's, and his fingers intertwined.

His thumb lightly swept over the gemstone ring on Olivier's index finger, the blue gemstone lit up for a moment, and then fell silent again.

"What are you doing?" Olivier asked in a low voice, licking the corner of his mouth.

"Holding your hand." Sisi replied without haste.

"...Let go of me, this is very wrong, you make me uncomfortable." Olivier felt that his pointed ears hidden in his black hair were a little hot.

"As long as you get rid of me." Sisi smiled, without looking at Olivier, but calmly looking at the road ahead, with a perfect profile.

But in the end, Prince Jungle still didn't get rid of his chief guard.The two elves intertwined their fingers like this, walking along the sheep farm path with stiff expressions.

Ten steps away, Olivier relaxed his shoulders.

Twenty steps away, Sisi gathered his fingertips.

Fifty paces away, their shadows merged together without distinction.

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Walking all the way, Olivier seemed to get used to the temperature of this person holding his palm step by step.

His head began to return rationally, allowing Olivier to think about what happened just now.

One result of the conversation with the hobbits is that there is a large piece of idle land around here, which can accommodate two human beings. If you want a house, you have to pay a price, and the most suitable one is a pair of old people. The couple's small wooden house, they hope to go out to see it in their later years, and this house will be exchanged for their travel expenses.

Olivier is not stingy with gold coins. The elves are never short of money. Compared with cutting down trees to build a house, Olivier is more inclined to buy one with gold coins.

When he made up his mind to return to Bag End at Tutt, the little hobbit was already back, busy in the kitchen.Tut, who is not married, has to take care of these things by himself. Fortunately, Tut's craftsmanship is good, and being able to cook delicious food has always been the best quality of the Bagginses.

When Olivier and Cersei came in, Tutt, wearing thick gloves, was taking a delicious berry pie out of the oven.You can tell it's delicious just by looking at the color.

Olivier thought he was not a gluttonous elf, everything was due to the good craftsmanship of Master Baggins, which was enough to fascinate anyone.

"This pie looks really beautiful. Baking is probably an ability that the elves urgently need to develop." Olivier said softly to Ceci behind him.

"I don't think His Majesty will agree." Sisi replied in a low voice.

Olivier thought about it, and then realized that Ceci might be right.Thranduil always values ​​power, gold coins, and perhaps fine wine, but food will never be the pursuit that elves should have.Food tends to fill elves, which is not a good thing.

"What a pity." Olivier sighed.

"So the necessary vacation is very necessary, isn't it?" Ceci said with a smile, "I think the lovely Lord Baggins would like someone to accompany him through this difficult winter."