[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

Looking at Ceci who was busy outside the room, Olivier was a little dazed.

The idea of ​​coming out to find the white gemstone necklace was what he expected. Maybe finding this necklace would not make him have two more beautiful dreams about Nana—even though Olivier was looking forward to it—but the elf prince was sure that he could make Nana Thranduil felt better through this.

In many cases, the comfort of commemorative items is not that they have left, but that they are still there.

But now Olivier feels that what he is doing now has obviously deviated from expectations.

There is no news about the white gemstone necklace, and the hobbit Mr. Thief he was looking for has not belonged to him yet, but he has already bought a house and land in Hobbiton. Just now, he even went to the market to buy a small piece of lamb In exchange for the whole set of kitchen utensils.

Sisi was busy building a chimney for heating, and Tut was helping at the side, while Olivier was locked in the house by Sisi and he was not allowed to do any work.

Just because after a nap, what Sisi saw was Olivier who woke up screaming.

In order to appease the elf prince, Sisi had to hug him for a whole afternoon. Perhaps Olivier felt at ease only in that warm embrace.

Olivier wanted to help build the chimney, but neither Sisi nor Tut rejected him.

The newly bought log cabin is well-equipped. He has a soft sofa, and the kind-hearted hobbit couple put on a new sofa cover, which looks very beautiful in the shape of small florals.Olivier sat on the sofa, put his hand on the window sill and looked out.

Did you say that if you don’t work, you won’t have food?Olivier held his chin and looked outside, always feeling like he was useless in this situation. Believe him, that would be uncomfortable.

So the elf prince walked out of the room, squatted down and looked at Sisi who had rolled up his sleeves and piled stones on it: "It doesn't look difficult, maybe..."

"You can't do this, Your Highness," Sisi insisted. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then said to Olivier with a smile, "Maybe you would like to go and see the woods. Get the firewood ready."

I don't want to stay here for a long time, and it sounds like I have to stay for a winter?

Olivier disapproved in his heart, but at this time he didn't want to dampen Sisi's enthusiasm, so he pursed his lips, got up and walked into the woods.

On the way he saw Tut grinding stones. The industrious little Hobbit knew how to square a stone so that it would be easier for him to lay it up.

Olivier didn't disturb him, but walked into the woods by himself.

"Stupid little thing, can't you see what he's trying to do?"

This voice made Olivier feel familiar, as if he suddenly appeared in Olivier's head, which made Olivier frown and reached out to hold the branches of the tree.

He frowned, and immediately remembered the owner of the voice: "Viddy, why are you still in my head."

"I miss you a lot, Olivier. In fact, if I didn't see you in confusion, I wouldn't talk to you at this time."

"It doesn't sound good at all, Vidi." Olivier didn't like having a strange thing living in his body. It felt very strange, but before he figured it out, Olivier still There is no way to deal with him.

Whether it is expulsion or killing.

"If you get out of my head, I might like you a little bit." Olivier said to himself calmly.

Then Vidi laughed, the elf prince couldn't see him, but Olivier was sure that now Vidi's red eyes must be full of joy: "You know this is not realistic, you are a part of you , dear Olivier, I think you may have to adapt to this in the future, just like you have to adapt to the fact that you are a wizard."

"I'm an elf." Olivier insisted on this.

"Oh, of course, as long as you want." Viddy didn't argue about this, he just responded with a good temper.

Olivier walked very slowly, he did not forget what Sisi told him, and picked up a branch from time to time, but his mouth opened and closed slightly: "I will find a way to expel you , Vidi, I can definitely."

Vidi laughed twice: "I said, you are still very young, my child, if I were you, I would not express my thoughts, but learn to hide and restrain myself, so that I can live for a long time."

Olivier paused: "You sound like you're teaching me."

Viddy didn't deny it: "Actually, as you think, you're too weak, and I don't like you being weak."

Olivier didn't speak anymore, he picked up the branches, and quickly thought about what in the books he had read before... the question of how to dispel a human being lived in his head.But Viddy didn't like silence, as he said, he was quiet for too long, and he always had to talk to be comfortable.

"You haven't answered my question, little Ollie, can't you really see that your little redhead is actually trying to trap you here?"

These words seemed to break through the last barrier in an instant, making all Olivier's guesses invisible.

He dropped all the branches he was holding, leaned against the trunk, and whispered, "Shut up, Viddy, I don't want to hear it."

But Vidi snorted: "Come on, little guy, you know that, right? That redhead just wants you to stay in this place where there are all dwarfs, and then keep a distance from the dense forest, and then use his gentle Tie you up. Oh, maybe you're not in bed yet? Believe me, he's probably planning it."

Olivier's cheeks flushed suddenly, for an elf, this topic was too exciting.

He waved his hand, as if this would dispel Viddy's words, but in fact it was of no use.

"I knew I couldn't have any hope for you, poor little guy, you don't even have a little restricted-rated picture in your head." Vidi's voice seemed a little disappointed, but he still fell silent after all. His last words before silence were, "Any concealment has a reason, and any inexplicable emotion also has a source."

Olivier's heart sank, he wanted to refute, but he didn't speak in the end.

Because he didn't know how to refute, after all, there was almost no difference between what he thought and what Viddy said.

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When Olivier returned to the cabin, the chimney had already been built, and an elf was busy in the room.

Olivier put the branches he picked up outside the house, rubbed his cold hands, and opened the door to go in.

At first glance, he saw Sisi standing with his hips crossed. The elf washed off the dye on his hair, and his bright red hair was loosely scattered. He seemed to be checking the bread in the oven, and he was muttering something. , Olivier walked over cautiously, and heard a series of numbers read from his mouth.

"One thousand one ninety eight, one thousand one ninety nine..."

Olivier blinked, reached out and patted Sisi on the shoulder.But just when his palm was about to fall on the man's shoulder, Sisi stretched out his hand as if he had eyes on his back, and grasped Olivier's wrist precisely, and then with a little force, he hugged the elf prince directly. with a full heart.

This development of the plot was obviously beyond Olivier's expectation. He subconsciously pushed Sisi, and Sisi let go slightly, but Olivier leaned back due to the recoil.The red-haired elf hurriedly grabbed his waist to prevent his highness from being knocked down by himself.

Olivier's arms were naturally wrapped around Sisi's neck, replaying the scene just now over and over again in his head.

Even thinking about it feels silly.

Sisi seemed as if nothing had happened, his sky blue eyes looked at Olivier's face and smiled: "Your Highness, you are back."

Often after encountering embarrassing things, it will make people feel a lot better if the other party can keep calm. At least for Olivier, Sisi's attitude makes him a lot more comfortable now.

Nodding, and then withdrawing from Sisi's arms without a trace, Olivier always thought of what Vidi said just now in his head from time to time, about concealment and deception, which made Olivier feel uneasy.So he changed the subject: "What are you doing?"

"Baking bread, use Tut's method, I think you will like this." Sisi looked a little happy, with a bright smile on his usual gentle smile.

Olivier just nodded, looking a little absent-minded.

Sisi didn't mind this, and he attributed everything to the fact that the elf prince was still overly frightened by that nightmare.Because of Olivier's sudden intrusion, Sisi couldn't continue to count silently—and even though Tut said that everything was in the right amount, Sisi, who was rigorous, still wanted to quantify everything—he only had a rough estimate and turned on the oven.

In an instant, the aroma of hot wheat mixed with the sweetness of honey came out. This sweet taste made people want to smile.

Olivier smiled, looking expectantly at the yellow bread inside.

"Maybe we can take him out for a walk. Today there are fireworks set off by the hobbits. It's very beautiful." Sisi said as he rolled his bread. "Tut took a good position."

Maybe I should go relax.After thinking about it, Olivier nodded and agreed. He watched Sisi tidy up his things, watched Sisi organize the kitchen utensils, and watched Sisi wrap the bread in clean cotton cloth.Olivier just watched, not knowing what he was thinking.

This look made Sisi feel puzzled, so he asked with a smile, "Your Highness, is there something on my face?"

Olivier turned his eyes away, shook his head, and said nothing.

Maybe it was the messy thoughts in his head that disturbed his normal thinking, Olivier took a big gulp of butter beer before going out.

Oh, this smells really weird.