[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

Olivier felt anxious for a moment, but immediately, he squatted down.

Reason told him to leave here immediately. If Thranduil in the room finds out, his punishment might not be as simple as copying "The Law of the Jungle" a hundred times.But emotionally, Olivier was unwilling to just leave.

In fact, Olivier's legs were as heavy as lead, making him unable to move at all.The Prince of the Jungle Forest is very grateful that he always dresses in an eclectic style, and Sisi, who has always tasted high-end, is helping him pack his clothes and has no time to talk to him, so that His Royal Highness actually added a short black cloak to the robe he is wearing now. .He pulled up the hood of his cloak, tightly covering his long, light brown hair.

Olivier didn't even need to get up, he just needed to look up to see everything in the room.

The tall elf who had already taken off those gorgeous robes only wore a black robe that looked soft and loose, and took off the crown made of beautiful flower branches, which looked almost platinum-gold in the light made of white spar Her long hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, and her pointed ears protruded from the hair, and the auricles were dimly dyed by the light.

From Olivier's perspective, he could only see Thranduil's profile.His eyelashes are still very long, and his face is flat and expressionless.

Thranduil stood by the bed, bent slightly, his soft hair hung down from his shoulders, and fell next to Legolas who was sleeping peacefully.The King of the Jungle stretched out his hand, and lightly touched Legolas' smooth forehead with his fingertips, and then, white light shone from his fingers, faintly visible.

After a few breaths, Thranduil withdrew his hand and sat sideways on the side of the bed.

The golden hair scattered on the black robe looked extremely dazzling. I don't know if it was because the light at night was too soft, which made Thranduil's usually cold face look softer.Olivier had never seen such a scene, and he lost all words for a while.

Thranduil's magic just now was only used to check the little prince's physical condition, and the reason was only because the little prince sneezed a little during dinner.As usual, the King of the Jungle relaxed his tense nerves, and put his hands on Legolas.

Gently patting, it is like falling asleep protecting the most precious treasure.

The little prince was still young, lying flat when he fell asleep, and habitually put his hands into fists on both sides of his head. His belly was tightly covered by the quilt, but a small piece was still bulging out, looking very soft. .

At this time, the bird Bolton called again, Thranduil frowned, and looked over coldly, Bolton immediately fell silent, and hid his head under his wings, hoping to avoid the wrath of the king of the jungle meaning.But Thranduil waved his hand directly, Bolton only felt a gust of wind hit, his balance was unsteady and he fell directly from the window, the little guy actually forgot to fly.But the moment Bolton wanted to scream loudly, it fell into Olivier's palm, and the Prince of the Jungle put his finger on his lips. Bolton covered his mouth with his wings wisely, and his eyes were innocent and harmless.

Olivier continued to raise his head, and saw that Thranduil was no longer sitting by Legolas' bed, but walked to the desk, and picked up the notebook that Legolas usually used.The above are the study notes taken by the little prince. He is a hard-working child, and he can remember the notes very clearly.Thranduil nodded and whispered, although the voice was not loud, it still reached Olivier's ears in the quiet night.

"Although the writing talent is not as good as Olivier, it is not bad."

Olivier knew that his purpose was not to praise himself, but there was a warmth in his heart.Elves have a very long lifespan. It was already a thousand years ago when Olivier was the age of Legolas, but Thranduil obviously remembered it very clearly. He remembered Olivier's intelligence when he was a child and cared about it. Legolas is great now.

Ada...Olivier opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound. He closed his mouth, looked at Barton who was still covering his mouth lying on his hands, and nodded together after looking at each other.

Without further lingering, the King of the Jungle could never fail to find him.Olivier put Barton directly into his pocket, then took a few steps back carefully, and then quickly left from the corridor, the hem of the robe curved gracefully in the air.

Thranduil put down the book in his hand, looked at Legolas again, and after confirming that the little prince was still asleep, he turned his eyes to the window, frowned, and said in a low voice, "Nonsense." But that was all.

For his children, Thranduil was strict but tolerant.

Helping Legolas cover the quilt again, Thranduil left the room.The little prince turned over, moved his mouth for a while, and then smiled as if he was having a sweet dream. He looked innocent and happy.

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Thranduil agreed to Olivier's request to return to live, but he did not take back his residence not far away.

Olivier felt a little relieved about this decision. Although the reason for his return was to "teach Legolas", it would be best if he could use this name to guard against a male elf king with a worrying bun line. However.

The giant green forest in the afternoon still looks dark, but near the canopy, the light is bright and the sun is warm.Elves are always light and good at climbing. Olivier took his younger brother and jumped to the top of a tree, hoping that Legolas could study quietly here without being disturbed by the noise of reconstruction.

Their arrival seemed to have disturbed some little creatures. When the topmost leaf was pushed away, blue butterflies flew up.Little Legolas liked the beautiful creature very much. He stretched out his hand, but he missed it.

Olivier smiled and hugged Legolas to his side, then took out a book, spread it out and handed it over: "We can go back when the sun sets, before that, Legolas, After reading this book, it will benefit you a lot.”

The little prince nodded without any rejection.The longevity of the elves makes them inherently resistant to laziness, and their intelligence makes them superior in understanding. Even elf cubs will be quiet and focused.

After watching Legolas read quietly, Olivier smiled and opened the book in his hand.

The above record is the history written by elves. Although the time is much longer than that recorded by humans, this history book is not thick.Elves are always sensible, they will avoid many passages used to describe and describe, and often just a few words will lead the life of a great man.

However, since the author of this book is the jungle elves, the records of their greatest king, Thranduil, are very detailed.

According to ancient legends, Thranduil, who has not yet become king, is a brave and skilled fighter.Although Lin Gu's elves have superb magic, their number is too rare.Elves are a noble and elegant race, they are the most perfect creation of the creator, and they are beautiful and rich, and they will always be coveted by many other races.For the elves, there are crises everywhere in Middle-earth, and they have no way to let themselves be alone.

In various wars, Thranduil and the elves he led often played a huge role.They are brave and good at fighting, they are extremely brave, and they are not as romantic and sentimental as other elves. The elves in the jungle trust their king and Thranduil, who is still a prince, and are strict in discipline.

If only one team survived the battle, it would be Thranduil and his warriors.

And this past made Thranduil respected and feared by everyone. Even though Thranduil lived in the dense forest and rarely left, there are still songs about him in Middle-earth.

Olivier closed the book and suddenly realized that maybe he didn't know enough about his father, Thranduil, the great king of the jungle.

At this moment, Olivier felt his sleeve being pulled.He lowered his head and saw Legolas' green eyes looking at him: "Olivier, have you seen the sea?"

Oliver looked at him and shook his head.After living for a thousand years, Olivier left the jungle a limited number of times.Under Thranduil's order, elves who are not adults are not allowed to leave here. It is not that they are free, but that underage elves are like treasures without any self-protection measures, always accompanied by various dangers.And the reason why Olivier can leave the jungle for a short time is only because the jungle needs a prince to travel, to visit other countries, or to replace the king of the jungle to repel some not powerful enemies.

But when he became an adult, Olivier went out less. Rather than leaving the dense forest, he preferred to stay here, accompany his father, take care of his younger brother, and protect his people.

Legolas stroked the page with his chubby fingers, then stared at the picture on it, and said eagerly in his voice, "The sea painted here is so beautiful."

Olivier doesn't like Legolas' excessive hunger for the unknown, which doesn't bode well.But Prince Jungle couldn't think of any other reason to describe it to him. After all, he had never seen the ocean before.

Just when Olivier was frowning and studying the crude-looking illustration, he heard the little prince's cry of surprise, he was startled, and when he raised his head, he saw the little prince blinking his eyes and stretching out his mouth. Pointing to the distance: "I saw a red flame falling there, as if he was moving, it looks very bad."

Olivier was taken aback. Although there are many magical creatures in the dense forest - due to the power of the jungle elves, there will always be some magical but weak species living here - but Olivier still has nothing that can ignite seen.

He stood up, stretched out his arms to hug Legolas, and wrapped the little prince tightly in his cloak.

Leaping deftly over the canopy, Legolas was unafraid, peering through a crack in his cloak.Olivier's speed was very fast, and it didn't take long to reach the north of the dense forest.There was some damage here due to the war, but it wasn't serious, but now, Olivier would feel the heat whenever he approached.

Yes, it was the fiery feeling of burning the air, as sad as if the moisture in the dense forest had evaporated.

Olivier frowned, he felt something was wrong.But when he stopped, the surprise in his eyes couldn't even be blocked.

A black pit appeared in the originally dense woodland, where lay a red creature that looked less than one meter long. It was covered with fiery red scales and had a pair of wings. It looked like a large lizard. He was lying there limply, motionless.

"Olivier, do you know him?" Legolas looked up at his brother fearlessly.

Olivier was stunned for a long time, before slowly highlighting a sentence: "...that's a dragon, a dangerous and greedy... dragon."