[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

It was not difficult to find berries in the dense forest. It didn't take long for Tauriel to bring back five or six berries.

This is the limit of what she can take back. Her hands are still small, and she can only grab so much.

Olivier praised Tao Ruier with a smile. Olivier always had a feeling of love for his close friend's sister.He picked out a large berry and handed it to Legolas.

This is relatively easier, no matter what the eldest prince says, after all he loves his younger brother and treats the little prince like a treasure, so naturally he will not make things difficult for him.

Legolas took the berry with a smile, turned away from the bushes, and wanted to put it on a tree not far away.

But just as he was going out, the little prince stopped.

Olivier turned his head and suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten the dragon.

At this moment, Smaug was splashing heartily in the lake water, and the little red dragon, who hadn't experienced the baptism of water for a long time, was obviously very happy now.He didn't pay attention to the conversation between the three elves over there, the dragon's hearing was never very sensitive.

But his eyes were still very strong, which allowed Smaug to see Legolas standing by the lake staring at him at a glance.The little prince was dressed in a light green robe with silver threads on it, and his long platinum-blond hair hung over his shoulders. Under the sun, the hair seemed to have gold flowing slowly through it.

Smaug's eyes lit up suddenly, he sat up from the lake, shook off the water droplets on his body, and spread his wings to fly over, but remembering Thranduil's warning, the little red dragon still folded his wings resignedly , step by step.

Legolas was holding a red berry in his hand, standing there, not looking scared, but rather curious and excited.But Olivier would not risk his brother. He strode out and stood in front of Legolas, blocking Smaug's gaze.

Olivier looked at Smaug with a smile: "It seems that you have done a good job of washing, we can go back."

"No, I think I found another treasure." Olivier's familiar look reappeared in Smaug's eyes, staring at his little prince's... hair with obsession and love.

Olivier seemed to suddenly understand at this moment the true meaning of Smaug's so-called liking.

This giant dragon cub, although still young, already has the temper of a giant dragon.He likes golden things, beautiful things, and collects and is greedy, and what he fell in love with is probably not only his own ada, but the elf's beautiful and flowing golden hair.

Like flowing gold, it is so beautiful that people can't open their eyes.

Olivier knew that he might have discovered the essence of the problem, he squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand, and blocked his brother tightly.Legolas didn't understand what his brother was going to do, so he just reached out and grabbed Olivier's robe, and poked his eyes out to look outside.Looking at it this way, I saw Smaug looking at him with his head tilted.

The dragon cub has a long neck, which makes it a bit comical when he does this.A smile appeared on the long red face when he felt Legolas' gaze, looking calm and friendly.

Legolas thought he liked him, yes, he liked the dragon, he looked interesting, didn't he.

Olivier sensed Legolas' emotions, which wasn't a good sign, but apparently stopping Legolas wasn't doing any good either.For the elf prince, protecting his younger brother is the top priority. As for recognizing the nature of the dragon... Although Smaug has already escaped the state of ordinary illiteracy, it is clear that his brain is not smart.

It might be easier to fool Smaug than to fool a elk.

Olivier hugged his younger brother and covered his head with his cloak. After making sure that no trace of gold leaked out, he looked at Smaug with a smile, his expression as gentle as the rising sun: "Dear Smaug, I think maybe You need a warm place, you know, your body is still wet now, if you just stay here, the night in the dense forest is always so cold, isn’t it? You will get sick.”

"Dragons don't get sick so easily." Smaug was not willing to give up the shiny gold darling.

Olivier wanted to say something more, but before that, he felt his hair being pulled.Lowering his head, he saw Legolas' turquoise eyes: "Olivier, I think I need Smaug, he is a good help."

"Help what?" Olivier was always patient with the little prince who was about to be spoiled.

"I want him to help me to see if my arrows are accurate." As he spoke, Legolas poked his head out from under the cloak, the little golden head seemed to shine in the sun, "Smaug is a strong Long, he is very powerful, I don't think I will hurt him."

Olivier was a little confused, but when Legolas jumped to the ground and grabbed Smaug's front paw, Olivier's heart contracted unconsciously.

But immediately, Legolas' actions made him startled.

The little prince smiled and pulled his new friend Smaug ashore, and carefully wiped his scales with a cloth. Then, the little prince stood on tiptoe, as if he was going to put something on top of Smaug's head.Smaug didn't want to make it too hard for the little golden baby, so the little red dragon lowered his head, and then he felt a lump on his head.

what is it then?Perhaps, a chunk of crystal?

When Smaug raised his head, he was surprised to find that his little golden baby was standing not far away from him. He slowed down the bow and arrow in his hand and aimed straight at him.

It's not a good thing, as far as Smaug is concerned, he doesn't mind being shot with an arrow - the scales are naturally hard as steel to ensure that he will not receive the slightest damage - but it may mean that his relationship with this little baby is here. cut off.

Oh no, he's a gem, so charming.

Legolas seemed to see the loneliness in the little red dragon's golden eyes, and kindly explained: "Don't move, Smaug, I just want to shoot..." As he spoke, Legolas raised his hand. Arrow up, "Berries on your head."

Smaug's eyes looked up involuntarily, but unfortunately, he couldn't see anything.

But the smile on Legolas' face encouraged Smaug, and the little red dragon smiled back, and then closed his eyes.

Olivier couldn't believe his eyes, a dragon could actually laugh?

Legolas didn't think there was anything, the little prince's courage was always so surprising.He raised his hand with a serious expression, and then shot an arrow.

Tauriel, who was standing aside, looked at the arrow nervously. The young female elf was always worried about many things, such as whether the little red dragon would be hurt by the out-of-control arrow.But luckily, Legolas, the little prince of the jungle, was good enough, and his arrow hit the berry on Smaug's head with precision.

"Well done, Legolas." Olivier was the first to praise, he reached out and stroked Legolas' hair lightly.

Legolas smiled, looking at his brother.

Olivier always likes to laugh so much, just like their nana.Olivier grew up in the care of the Queen of the Jungle in his childhood, and his temper is also very similar to that great female elf.Gentle, kind, and intelligent.

But Legolas is different, he is the little prince of the jungle, but Nana seldom takes care of him.Perhaps because he knew that his days were not many in the future, the queen always had a lot of things to do in her last days, and the haze that suddenly attacked the dense forest caused more wars. The little prince was taken care of by Olivier most of the time, Then there is Thranduil's personal care.

The care of the king of the jungle is not as gentle as that of the queen. He always clearly explains what is right and what is wrong, and emphasizes etiquette and appearance.He was strict with his little prince and gave him a lot of hope.

Legolas is a good boy, he can feel his ada's love, so he never complained, but he is still young, and he still likes to hear compliments.

Olivier has never been stingy in this regard, and the rewards given to him by the little prince are often surprising.

For example, now, a soft kiss on the cheek makes people feel like their hearts will melt.

"I am the one who took the risk here, why is it you who got the benefits in the end?" Smaug shook his head dejectedly, shaking off the broken berries on his head. His front paws were too short to reach the top of his head, which made him I had to put my head back into the lake and shake it to wash off the sweet juice.

Olivier hugged his little prince and looked at Smaug with a gentle smile: "Because we are relatives, but you are not. Give up Smaug, this can only belong to me."

Smaug glared at him. How did the elf manage to hide such a wicked mind and yet be so talkative?