[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

Olivier's first reaction to Barton's words was to not believe it.

Smaug is a dragon, Olivier is convinced of that, and he is sure that one day Smaug will leave the jungle.Even if he didn't leave by himself, Thranduil would send him away one day.

A dragon is always restless, Thranduil will not let him stay for too long, and will eventually abandon him.

But it is only a few dozen days now, and Smaug has not yet come out of his infatuation with the Elf King. He still wears a collar engraved with elf spells around his neck. Olivier really can't figure out what it is Why Smaug escaped and still succeeded.

"Is ada hurt?" Olivier asked, frowning.Barton shook his head, and his response made Olivier feel much more at ease.

He took the already warm Barton out of his arms, put him on the pillow, stared into the dark eyes of the little yellow bird and said, "I don't know what happened, but I will go back right away."

"Your Majesty said, let you go back by yourself." Barton muttered in a low voice.

Olivier didn't seem to understand what Barton meant: "You mean, don't let Sisi follow?"

Barton nodded. Seeing the hesitation on Olivier's face, Barton immediately raised his head: "Your Majesty said that you must be the only one to go back, if not...he said he would tear off my lovely feathers .” When Barton said this, he was crying.

For a Barton who had always been proud of his feathers, this was a punishment that was a little less than death.Olivier touched Button's small head, and said softly: "I will go back, Button, you can go back and tell Ada first, I will be there soon."

Barton nodded, his small black eyes looked at Olivier and the warm fireplace with nostalgia.

"Can I go back with you? It's too cold." Barton stared at Olivier, his black eyes seemed to be wet.

"You have to go back, let Ada feel at ease, believe me, you will get what you like after you go back. For example, a large barrel of fine wine." Olivier smiled and touched Button's little head with his warm fingertips.

Barton had no choice but to cheer himself up and prepare to leave.

Olivier gently pulled out his wand, a dark brown wooden stick, pointed at Barton's small body briefly, and muttered a spell softly.

Barton suddenly felt his body heat up, and then flapped his wings a few times, and flew out through the gap in the window.

Olivier put away his wand, actually heaved a sigh of relief.There are really not many opportunities for him to use the spell. It is already very difficult not to turn Barton into something weird just now.

That's progress, which is nice.

Olivier lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and tightened the belt of his robe.

Olivier didn't know why Thranduil didn't allow Sisi to go back with him, but he had already learned to obey any decision of Thranduil, because the king of the jungle was always right, this is Oli Will recited the laws throughout his childhood.

Even if he puts his love in the hands of Sisi now, and decides to give up his wife and children who have not yet appeared and choose to spend the long years with Sisi in the future, Olivier still chooses the dense forest, and Not my lover.

The bare soles of the feet stepped on the soft little woolen blanket, and then put on a pair of furry slippers placed aside.Hobbits have wide, soft feet, which make them imperceptible when walking, and this also means that little hobbits never need the protection of shoes.Sisi took a trip to the woods one afternoon, and when he came out, he brought back two pieces of rabbit fur, which he made into a pair of slippers for Olivier to keep warm.

The red-haired elf is always omnipotent.

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Walking out of the door, Olivier saw Ceci standing in front of the oven with his back turned to him.The elf held a pocket watch with one hand on his hips and the other, which he had exchanged from a passing human caravan, specially for counting the time of baking bread.

Sisi does not have the precise proficiency to master the heat like Tutt, so he can only use the most direct and simple method to calculate the time.

Olivier walked slowly behind Sisi, and the elf sensed his approach, and turned back, with a warm expression in his sky blue pupils: "You can sleep a little longer, Your Highness, breakfast hasn't come yet OK."

"I think I can properly quit these things. He made me more and more round, Sisi, I feel that the flesh on my body is starting to get out of control." Olivier muttered, and then walked behind Sisi and hugged her his waist.

Then I was very jealous and found that although I ate the same food, my belt was half a circle less now, but Ceci didn't show any signs of obesity.

"Your Highness?" Sisi called him softly.

Olivier buried his face on Sisi's shoulder and said softly, "Something happened in the jungle, I need to go back."

"What happened?" Sisi sounded surprised.

"Smaug ran away, and ada suspects that he will return to the jungle and cause harm to the jungle." Olivier's voice was like a sigh, still confused, "I don't understand why Smaug escaped from the bondage of ada, No creature ever escaped the spell of the elves, never."

"Maybe, the spell has been destroyed?" Sisi whispered his guess.

"Maybe." Olivier closed his eyes, with a trace of sadness on his face, "I need to go back, Ceci."

Sisi blinked, then put down the pocket watch on his hand, grabbed Olivier's wrist with his backhand and held him in his arms: "Don't worry too much, my lord, the dense forest has experienced thousands of years of tempering, They won't be easily defeated."

Olivier exhaled softly: "But I need to go back, I am their prince, and I have a responsibility."

"But you promised me to stay here until the spring blossoms." Sisi put his hand gently on Olivier's back, stroking slowly, as if this would make Olivier I feel better.

In fact, Olivier did feel a lot more comfortable. Ceci's palm seemed to have a unique magic power, and he could always help Olivier get out of the tense mood and become comfortable and smooth.

But this time, Olivier would not give up his idea because of this, he still insisted.

"I'm sorry, Sisi, you can wait for me here, believe me, I will be back." Olivier looked up at Sisi's face, with apology and determination in his voice.

Protecting the dense forest is Olivier's lifelong responsibility.He likes the warmth of this cabin, likes the gentleness of Sisi, and enjoys everything he gets here, but from the beginning to the end, Olivier was not completely confused by these.Because he knew what his duty was, and his future could only be to return to the dense forest, where he guarded his people and protected his ada and younger brother.

Olivier knew this, and he knew that Ceci knew it too.

Sisi smiled, but the smile was a little sad, and then the elf gently printed a kiss on the corner of the prince's lips: "You still choose the jungle, my prince, even if there will be a beautiful relationship between us." life and sweet love."

Olivier was taken aback: "What are you talking about?"

Then, Olivier's voice stopped abruptly because he saw Sisi's raised arm.

His slender fingers held a thin wooden stick.

That's the wand.

"Sisi!" Olivier's pupils shrank slightly, and he could tell that the wand was not his own, because it was a snow-white wand with a dangerous blue light shining at the tip.

Olivier subconsciously wanted to jump out of this man's arm, but Sisi's palm was like a steel pincer, firmly grasping Olivier's wrist, preventing him from moving.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, but believe me, everything I do is for your own good." Sisi lowered her head, the smile on her face was as warm as ever, "You should become great."

"Let go of me, Ceci, you can't!" Olivier's yelling stopped abruptly.

Because Ceci's beautiful lips opened slightly, and he spit out a few words: "Drowsy."

Olivier knew this spell, but he never used it, because it would cause unpredictable consequences.But Olivier, who had studied magic for a while, could hear that Ceci's voice was smoother than his standard.

Vidi, who once appeared in Olivier's sleep, also said the spell in this tone, with a nice ending.

But time was not tolerant towards Olivier, he felt that his head became dizzy in an instant, and his eyes began to blur.He fell into a warm embrace, Sisi's, sweet and savory toasty.

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Sisi bent down and looked at the elven prince who quietly closed his eyes and fell into his arms. There was no smile on his face anymore.

He used to think that he could do many things, do everything instead of Olivier, and tell Olivier the truth buried deep under the lake after the arrangements were made, but obviously the facts are always changing, and Olivier is too too persistent.

His fingertips gently traced Olivier's eyebrows, and his fingers stayed on the pink hickey on Olivier's neck for a moment before leaving his skin.

Ceci let out a breath, as if giving up something and taking something back.He carried Olivier into his arms, then strode into the bedroom, shut the door firmly, and cast a dozen spells with his wand to make sure he wouldn't be disturbed.

Then, Sisi gently placed Olivier on the soft chair, and the wand tapped on the armrest. The original wooden armrest began to deform, and it became a round shackle that firmly imprisoned Olivier's body. on top.

Ceci squatted down, with his palms tightly attached to the back of Olivier's hands, and there was sadness in his sky blue eyes.

He lifted Olivier's cuff, revealing his smooth forearm.

"My lord, as I said, you are destined to be great." Ceci kissed Olivier's fingertips, his eyes were devout like never before.He tapped the back of the chair with his magic wand again, and the back of the chair slowly gathered, gathering Olivier's body in it.

Sisi gently put the sky-blue Dream Gem on Olivier's index finger on the side table, and there were marks of knife carving on the originally flat table, which Sisi had prepared long ago.

Then, the elf brushed Olivier's forearm with the tip of his snow-white wand, and the sleeping face of the elf prince was still peaceful.

Slowly, a pattern slowly emerged on the originally fair arm.

Black skulls and snakes, scary and twisted.

However, at the moment when Ceci saw it, fanaticism appeared on his face.

"Welcome back, Your Highness, welcome back to your world."