[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

Alves didn't notice Olivier's strangeness. After all, in front of him, His Royal Highness always had a calm face, neither happy nor unhappy.

He approached Olivier, and the elf prince directly raised his hand and pulled up the green silk grass and put it in his arms.

Potions have never been restless, even though Si Sicao likes Olivier, it doesn't mean that it will be peaceful when its head is held.Sisicao twisted and struggled violently, as if she wanted to escape, but Olivier tied him in a knot directly, and stuffed him firmly into his arms.

The cloak blocked Olivier's actions very well, and Alves didn't see anything. When the elf prince turned to look at him, he said with a smile: "I can give Xiugu's plan tonight." You, my lord."

"I'm sorry, Alves." Olivier lowered his head with a peaceful voice.

Alves was never surprised by Olivier's politeness, the prince of the dense forest was always so talkative.

Without further delay, they separated and left the forest.Alves returned to his residence. Although he was good at calculation, it would take some time to accurately calculate the working abilities of the elves.Olivier returned to his house, the place called Bag End by an elf.

Usually, only Sisi was the one who tidied up the place, but now a few months have passed, the house has long been covered with dust.

Pushing open the door, Olivier's expression darkened when he saw the deserted look, then he raised his hand, waved his wand, and cleaned up the room after a few cleanups.

Sometimes magic is handy, especially when it comes to cleaning.

Olivier walked to the table and sat down, his eyes swept over the wooden box on the table, which contained a gift from Sisi, a leaf carved from wood.Olivier just glanced at it and stopped looking, and directly took out Sisicao, which was still bouncing, from his arms.

"If you move again, I'll chop you into fine pieces." Olivier's voice was gentle, but the chill inside revealed a sense of icy coldness.

Sisicao, however, seemed to have not heard it, and continued to twist and turn.

Looks like it's a potion that doesn't understand Elvish, so... stupid.Olivier didn't have time to think about why he would accuse a plant of being stupid, he just held his chin and looked at the silk grass in his hand.

The magical world, that is a place unknown to Olivier, Severus, Lucius, all come from there.

Voldemort, too, came from there.

Olivier could feel himself getting irritable, getting restless, and starting to let his emotions take control, which is not a good thing.The instigator of all this is probably Vidy who regarded himself as the owner of the house.But Olivier has nothing to do with him at present, and no one has told him how to destroy the soul.

Elves are immortal souls, even if their bodies die, their souls will return to the temple across the ocean, stay, or enter the next rebirth, the elves can choose by themselves.

But they will not be destroyed, it is God's grace, they will never be favored by death.

But no elf knows what to do if he is invaded by another soul. Olivier also has to find the key, at least lock up Vidi, who looks very unfriendly, so as to avoid a lot of unpredictability s future.

Thinking of this, Olivier suddenly felt that he needed to try the prophecy again.

He took out his prophecy crystal, held it in his palm, and closed his eyes slightly.

The language this time is obviously different from before, and there is a trace of other colors in the familiar fog.It was bright red, as bright as life, but also a little dangerous.

Olivier wanted to see through the fog, but he seemed unable to get out.

After opening his eyes, Olivier wasn't sure if it was a good or bad omen.

Red is a familiar color.

Olivier's eyes saw the wooden box on the table again, and his reason told him to calm down now, but in fact his anger almost broke through the top of his head.Standing up suddenly, Olivier grabbed the box and threw it to the ground.

"Burning fire!"

When he realized it, the flames had already covered the small wooden box, and the delicate wooden leaves inside were also eroded by the flames.

Olivier just stood there, watching it burn, burn, and burn to ashes.

He lowered his eyes, and there was a slightly dark color in his turquoise eyes.

The reason for everything came from the red-haired elf. Perhaps without the warmth that Olivier didn't even want to think about, there would be no pain that almost sank into the abyss now.

Viddy might have done something to his soul, but Olivier couldn't do anything to him.The reason why he became so embarrassed now is only because the red-haired elf hid the poison in sweet honey, and when he ate it, the poison went straight to his bones.

Sisi, this is the source of all Olivier's loss of control.

Prince Jungle clenched his fists. He is not a weak person, so he hates how vulnerable he is now.

If it can be erased, that's fine.

Once this idea was born, it could not be eliminated. Olivier looked at the flame that was slowly extinguishing. There seemed to be a red light flashing in his eyes.

Yes, just erase it.

He stamped out the last flame with his toes, leaving a field of ashes, but he left the tree house without even bothering to tidy up.

The wind blows and the ashes disperse as if nothing happened.

In the distance, the voice of the elf prince, as clear as running water, could be heard.

"Everything is forgotten."

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When Olivier got used to the special diary technique of recording his thoughts every hour, the first flower in the dense forest had already bloomed.

When Legolas rushed into Olivier's house holding a small pink flower, Olivier was writing in his diary.The prince of the dense forest with a good literary talent can already write his diary into poems, which may be good news.

"Olivier, look!" Legolas, who had grown a little taller, excitedly ran to Olivier's table, stretching his hands high.

The pink flower held by the little prince caught Olivier's eyes straight away, swaying its small petals, with an imperceptible fresh fragrance.

Olivier who was disturbed was not angry. Although he still often felt inexplicably irritable, time can often kill a lot of things. Olivier began to learn to control himself and achieved good results.He smiled and hugged the little prince, then felt the weight between his arms, and said, "Green leaf, you have grown up a bit."

"You mean I'm heavy." Legolas didn't ignore the momentary pause when Olivier hugged him, but it didn't affect Legolas' good mood. His clear eyes were tight Staring at Olivier closely, "Look, look, the flowers are all blooming, it's spring."

"Yes." Olivier smiled and pinched the tip of his nose.

"Ada said that we will go out together in the spring, and now I can ride a big horned deer far away." Legolas was very excited, which made his little buttocks twitch restlessly With that, the body is still jumping up and down.

Olivier thought about it, and it took a while before he remembered that this was what Thranduil said two days ago.

Legolas has long been proficient in all kinds of ways to entangle the jungle king, and he has become more and more powerful as he grows older. He used to rely on crying, but when he found that tears didn't work, he began to use him. Wipe the honey-like mouth to numb the elf king's not very hard heart.

The final result was that Olivier smiled and watched Thranduil frown, but still agreed to Legolas' request which was not too much.

For example, this time he said that he wanted to go out for a walk, and Legolas got it by hugging the Elf King's calf.

Olivier reached out and took the pink flower from the little prince's hand, put it into the water glass on the table, and then hugged the little prince's waist, which had begun to become slender, and asked softly: "Legolas Where do you want to go?"

Legolas began to think seriously, he always liked to purse his lips slightly when thinking about things, which was exactly the same as Olivier.

"A place where you can see the stars." The little prince concluded.

Olivier is his elder brother who grew up with the little prince. Although he just said this sentence, Olivier still had no choice but to guess what Legolas was thinking: "Dear Green Leaf, I After I said that, it is estimated that there will be no humans falling down."

"I miss Sif." The little prince puffed up his cheeks, and there was no concealment of yearning in his eyes.

"I know." Olivier patted him on the back, but didn't promise anything.

Thranduil has already sealed off the depths of the dense forest, and wizards, a species that does not belong to Middle-earth, may hardly have a chance to come.Even if he came, he would probably be killed by the elf guards the moment he got close.

The elf king's order was mortal, and there was no room for change.

Severus would never set foot here again, ever.

But Legolas was not depressed because of this. What people like the most about the little prince is that he is always so enthusiastic and sunny, and he turned his head and threw this topic to the back of his mind.

"I want to see the big horned deer." The little prince looked up at Olivier with a charming smile.

Olivier put him on the ground, and the little prince ran out after kissing his cheek.Olivier watched him run away with a smile, and then went back to record his diary.

'The green leaves sent me a flower, pink, a very rare color.Spring is here, and the ice and snow outside have already melted. After the snow melts, he will accompany me back to the dense forest...'

Olivier stopped writing suddenly, staring at the last sentence in some confusion.

This sentence seems to be written naturally, as if it has been heard before.

After thinking for a while, Olivier still didn't come to a conclusion.This made the Prince of the Jungle a little unhappy, but in the end he closed the parchment and put down the quill.

After thinking about it, I still removed this page and burned it casually.

There was a voice calling him outside the window. Olivier walked to the window and looked outside. It was the little prince standing on the corridor smiling and waving at him.

Olivier returned a smile, peaceful and gentle, just like before.