[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

"Thank you for your help, dear Tut, but I don't think we are suitable for always disturbing your silence." Olivier said to the little hobbit with a smile before eating.

Tut looked a little surprised, he moved his body on the high stool, and then grabbed the knife and fork with his fingers: "Are you leaving?"

Olivier smiled and looked at Tut Baggins opposite: "No, this is a good place, and the people are warm and warm. We want to stay longer."

Tut looked relieved, and his curly golden-brown hair seemed to brighten up instantly: "It's not bad if you want to build a house, or build one yourself, I can help you."

"Thank you for your kindness, dear Tut, in fact we can go and buy a house not far from here, and I think we'll be neighbors in the future."

Tut looked a little happy, and this change in mood was very obvious. Olivier thought that he had won a sincere friendship.

"I guess you've found old Chelf's house, he's a good hobbit, but too old, and they don't have a chimney, you know, they always go to live with their children in the winter "Tut picked up a piece of bread and touched the thick butter, "In order to resist the cold in winter, I think you'd better build a chimney and a fireplace that are adequate for heating."

"No, we..." We'll be leaving soon.Olivier wants to tell Tut that, although he feels it will disappoint his new friend Tut Baggins.

"This is really a problem, isn't it?" Ceci cut off Olivier's words, tilted his head with a smile, and there was real worry in his brows and eyes.He looked at the elf prince and said softly, "Maybe we need some help. I heard that the winter here is very cold."

Olivier couldn't control Sisi's wishes for a while. He thought that he and Sisi had a tacit understanding. Maybe it was a vacation here, but Olivier didn't plan to take a long vacation, at least after getting the white gemstone necklace. He is going back.

Tut also clearly heard Sisi's words, which made Mr. Baggins's face show enthusiasm: "I can help. I repaired the fireplace in my house myself."

"That would be great." Ceci smiled and agreed, and Olivier had no choice but to agree with a smile.

Just as Tut turned around to pass a plate of butter, Olivier tugged Sisi's cuff.Ceci stopped smearing butter on the bread with the knife net, turned around in doubt, and saw Olivier's turquoise eyes: "Why did you agree to him?"

"Don't reject an enthusiastic hobbit, Your Highness, as you said, he is very cute, and if you reject it, I'm afraid it will hurt this little hobbit." Sisi explained with a smile, but I'm afraid he himself would not understand this remark. Do not believe.Tear off a small piece of buttered bread and stuff it into Olivier's mouth, "I want to be prepared, at least don't wait until things come to think about countermeasures, it will be too late."

Olivier chewed the buttered bread in his mouth, staring at Sisi without blinking.

It wasn't until he swallowed what was in his mouth that he turned his eyes away.

Oh, butter is such a delicious thing... The elf prince who was seduced by food had to give up his doubts.

He didn't ask Sisi for clarification until before the afternoon nap.

Sisi hugged Olivier's waist, lay behind him, held Olivier tightly in his arms, and covered the back of the elf prince's hands with his hands: "Take a break, I'm going to prepare for repairs at night." Cover the fireplace."

"I don't like naps." Olivier muttered.

"Just a short while, Your Highness, it will be over soon." Sisi seemed to be inadvertent, her lips brushed over Olivier's pointed ears, bringing out a slight tingling feeling.

The tips of the elf prince's ears turned red, he closed his eyes, and his slender eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes.

Sisi's hug was very warm, and Sisi, who had lost his long red hair, did not lose his warmth.Not long after, Olivier fell into a deep sleep, but behind him, Sisi, who was holding the elf prince tightly, opened his eyes.

He gently poked his thumb towards Olivier's finger, and gently rubbed Olivier's real sapphire ring with his thumb. Fear, in the end, is all overshadowed by the flames of fanaticism.

Burying her face deeply into Olivier's neck, her soft lips dropped kisses on his shoulders one after another.

"Your Highness... My Highness..."

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Olivier realized that he had entered the dream again because he saw a teenager with red eyes standing in front of him.

The surrounding scenery is the same as the last dream.

"What the hell are you?" Olivier this time was far less friendly than last time.

Viddy tilted his head and smiled cleanly: "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Olivier pursed his lips: "I don't know you, and you must not be my hallucination, Vidi, you'd better tell me who you are."

Vidi smiled. He raised his hand and swiped in mid-air. Olivier found that the scenery around him changed. Those dilapidated walls gradually became distorted, and then they were perfectly decorated with silver-green wallpaper. I got up, and the dilapidated bed disappeared, replaced by a soft red seat.

And Vidi, sitting on it, looked at Olivier with a smile, his red pupils shining brightly in the candlelight: "I'm very happy that you can find this, Olivier."

This voice is no longer as clear as before, but has a reptile-like hiss at the end.

Olivier looked at him with a frown, still maintaining the most favorable posture for attacking and fleeing: "It's you who have been talking in my head recently."

Vidi nodded, and the half-length short black hair was done into a refreshing hairstyle: "Yes, that's me, Olivier, I think as a sojourner, I need to help you avoid some... You know, your safety is my safety."

"Sojourn?" Olivier grabbed one of the words, and this word made the elf prince feel dangerous, "Where do you live? If it's a dense forest, I don't think it's a place where humans should come."

"Of course not, use your clever little head," Vidi held his chin and looked at Olivier, "I think you will guess."

Olivier ignored his topic, but focused his attention on the boy's hands.

He held a wand, and Olivier opened and closed his mouth to highlight a word: "Wizard?"

Viddy also looked at his wand, and smiled with innocence and complacency: "Yes, wizard, we have found something in common, sometimes magic is quite useful, for example, to let you see my poor and miserable childhood, oh, what a disaster, wasn't it?"

Olivier felt the pain of being kicked on the soul again, which made the Prince of the Jungle turn pale, but he still insisted on standing there: "I don't care about that, Vidi, as long as you follow me out of his body."

Viddy blinked. "Looks like you guessed it, my landlord?"

"I don't like having you, Mr. Tenant."

The corner of Olivier's mouth twitched. The joke was actually not funny, but Vidi was very happy to hear it: "You are as funny as I imagined, Your Highness Prince of the Jungle. In fact, I have stayed here for thousands of years. In your head, it's lonely, and believe me, a life without dialogue and communication for a long time can drive people crazy." Viddy waved his wand, but he just performed the movement as there was no practical meaning, "So I just Turning out all kinds of previous stories, this will keep my poor memory from fading."

Thousands of years, that is almost all of Olivier's past lives.

He clenched his fists, and the guard in his eyes became more obvious: "Get out of my head, human."

Vidi looked at him with a smile: "Believe me, Olivier, I will be your closest person, no matter in the past or in the future, but now obviously you don't know how to respect, respect me, this is really uncomfortable I'm happy." Vidi raised his wand and pointed at Olivier, "Now, the little guy who has just grown up, I can teach you the first magic, he is called 'Deep Heart'."

A ray of light hit Olivier's body when he couldn't dodge in time, and the feeling of trembling instantly caused Olivier to fall to the ground with a muffled grunt.He felt like his heart was being torn apart, every muscle in his body was twisting, and every cell was screaming for pain.

Sweat ran down his cheeks, and Olivier could taste blood as he bit his own lip.

Viddy seemed pleased with the effect, and with a flick of his wand, the tearing disappeared, but the pain remained.Olivier couldn't stand up at all, but she didn't want to be cowardly, so he tried his best to support his body, looked at Vidi in front of him, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"You look really weak, Olivier, I think you'd better exercise yourself more, whether it's magic or physical," Vidi fiddled with his wand and stood up.

Olivier narrowed his eyes, wondering if it was his own illusion, he actually felt that Vidi had grown up a little at this moment.

"Although I like you to call me Vidi, but out of politeness, I think it's better for you to know my other name." Vidi stepped off the high platform, stood in front of Olivier, bent down, deeply Pale and slender fingers pinched Olivier's chin and lifted it up forcefully.

Olivier saw the man's blood-red eyes, and himself with platinum-blond hair in his eyes.

"My name is rt, you can call me Dark Lord."