[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

Olivier never knew what it was like to die. He was an elf of the jungle. He could calmly face everything, including death, but that was after a long life.

But now, the [-]-year-old jungle elf is still very young, he has not even seen the world, and the lonely mountain that always covets his ada, and he is already facing death.

Olivier calmly looked at Smaug who had broken through the green barrier erected by the dense forest trees in front of him, and he felt that he had calmed down for a moment.It seemed that all the struggle was just for the courage to help Thranduil resist everything at this moment. That handsome man who was so suffocating had become the only belief and persistence in his life since Olivier was very young.

Closed his eyes slightly, Olivier heard the wind in his ears, felt the heat wave coming, and a cry belonging to Thranduil behind him.

"Al!"

This name is Olivier's nickname. When he was young, Thranduil would smile and pick up the little Olivier, put him on his lap, and then pinch his face with his hands Call him "Ol," as you do to Legolas now.

This is a long-lost title, so long that Olivier wanted to shed tears.

He didn't know where he got the courage and self-confidence to stop Smaug, but a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Smaug in front of him, and then almost exhausted all his strength, Her ankle-length platinum-blond hair fluttered slightly, dazzled almost everyone's eyes.

He chanted the spell that belonged to the ancient elves, and the thick light flashed out of Olivier's body, and corresponding to it was the vigorous vitality that made all the elves feel warm.

They looked forward to seeing their eldest prince, who was always gentle and strong, and had guarded the jungle for many years. This time, they firmly believed that the prince would save the land again.

But only Thranduil was holding on to the fence tightly, looking at Olivier, he actually crushed the lake green gemstone ring that he cherished so much in his hand.

This spell is powerful and mysterious, and it is not familiar to people, because it overdraws the life of an elf.

A long life in exchange for a guardianship, that was what the Queen of Thranduil did to protect this land.

Now, his child, his beloved treasure, will do it again in front of the king of the jungle.

If Thranduil hadn't been strong enough and persevered enough, his heart would have been shattered to the point of losing its shape just like this gem.

Olivier could feel Thranduil's gaze, and he knew Thranduil's worry, but he couldn't retreat, not even a single step.

If he took a step back, his dense forest would disappear, if he gave up reciting, his people would be hurt, and even if he looked back, he would lose the right to protect the belief in his heart.

The body seemed to be drained dry, and Olivier could hear the fragment left in his head kicking his soul vigorously, calling him "stupid!", and he could also see the faint The red-haired elf running towards him, he looked really eager, almost ran over from the flames spurted by Smaug, burned a large area of ​​skin but didn't notice it at all, just to stop Olivier.

And all the hustle and bustle became quiet in the last chanting of the platinum-blonde long-haired elf. Olivier watched Smaug hit the barrier he made heavily, vomited blood directly, and his neck seemed to be scratched It broke off, and the blood red color in those eyes turned golden again, but the giant dragon also had wounds all over his body, blood was scattered all over the ground, and many plants were burned.Olivier also saw all the elves cheering and celebrating that their prince had once again saved the jungle.There was also the red-haired elf, who was wounded and half of his face was gone, but he ran up stubbornly and caught Olivier who fell from the sky.

Yes, it fell, and Olivier couldn't even support his own flying power.It was as if all the leaves of green power had been taken out of him in autumn, and he fell down, just like that, and fell into the arms of the red-haired elf. He opened his eyes, smiling, and his red eyes were as dazzling as blood.

Sisi watched, watched, and then the eyes that were still intact burst into tears.

He signed a life contract with Olivier in order to protect his prince.Sisi is loyal to the Dark Lord in Olivier's head, but he loves the prince he has guarded even more.His prince is gentle and persistent, and fits perfectly with this dense forest. Sisi has long known that even though he is the child of the Dark Lord, he is also branded with the dense forest.

Olivier is more like the child of the aloof Thranduil, noble, proud, and beautiful.

Sisi was afraid of obliterating everything about Olivier with the angry Dark Lord, so he signed a contract, and this contract made Sisi clearly feel everything about Olivier.

Olivier was running towards death, so resolutely and heroically running towards death, his soul could no longer be repaired, and the soul piece of the Dark Lord had long since disappeared.

And the originally unbreakable forgetfulness just lost its effectiveness. When Olivier's blood-colored eyes looked at Sisi, the light in it was no longer rusty and indifferent, but the familiar gentleness of Sisi. , and the plainness that cannot be erased.

"Cersi, long time no see." Olivier said to him with a smile, his voice was very soft, as if there was nothing unusual.

Sisi was speechless. He looked at Olivier with trembling fingers, but when he touched the face of the Prince of the Jungle, he was gently pushed away by Olivier.

Olivier watched Thranduil disappear on the terrace, he smiled, and then said: "My father, it's not Ada, right?"

Sisi confided everything without even thinking about it: "You are the child of the Dark Lord and Duke Malfoy, your blood is awakened, and you belong to the elven blood of the Malfoy family. You are the only one, and the Dark Lord sent you here .My prince, please don't die, you can't stay in the jungle, and you can't go back to the magic world, so please live, live...they..."

"It's a pity, my ada hair color is very beautiful, I don't have it anymore." Olivier said a word calmly, then opened his eyes and looked at the sky, and said nothing again.

Sisi wanted to say something, but was kicked out by Thranduil who had already rushed out of the palace, and then shouted at the guards behind him: "Lock him up! Let him live, no matter what."

The elven guards obviously couldn't resist Thranduil's anger. The always calm and noble King of the Jungle Forest still had a cold face at this moment, but he showed everyone how terrifying Thranduil was who had lost his treasure.

Enough to make any elf tremble.

Sisi couldn't break free from the guards in the dense forest at all, he lost all his strength, and his current situation was no different from that of Olivier.And the last scene he saw was Olivier being held in Thranduil's arms, tightly wrapped in a large silver robe.

Thranduil held Olivier firmly, only trembling fingertips revealed the heart of the King of the Jungle at the moment.

The death of an elf would be due to a broken heart, and Thranduil had no doubt that he was only one step away from embracing death.

Olivier seemed to feel Thranduil's trembling, he stretched out his hand with a smile, gently held Thranduil's palm, and said softly, "Ada, is that you?"

Thranduil was taken aback for a moment, then hugged him even tighter.

His eldest prince couldn't see him, but he was able to smile at him, as gentle and humble as usual, even though those blood-red eyes were no longer the same beautiful color as his own, it still made Thranduil feel Warm and moving.It's just that this warmth can't warm the icy body of the King of the Jungle. He can feel that his treasure is striding towards death, just like when he hugged his queen back then.

The beautiful female elf smiled at herself, and then told him to take good care of the two children and protect the jungle that she had guarded with her life. That was the only reason Thranduil persisted.

Now, his treasure is also lying in his arms, weak and beautiful, but his ordinary face is amazingly beautiful at this moment.

Olivier could no longer see anything, there were only blurred patches of light in front of his eyes, and the most brilliant one must be his own ada's long hair.

So good-looking, it can always attract many people, and all souls will be fascinated by the king of the jungle.

My ada, the king I swore to protect.

Olivier stretched out his hand, and then felt that his hand was being held. He smiled and said softly, "Did I protect you, my ada?"

Thranduil felt great sadness and a desperate feeling of suffocation swept over his heart, the eternally proud king lowered his noble head, and then Olivier felt a little bit of coldness on his cheek.

It was tears, his ada, crying.

Olivier exerted a little strength with his fingers, and it seemed that his mind was extremely clear for a moment.

He is not a child of Ada, Thranduil must know, and it seems that there are many things that Thranduil deliberately concealed from him.Olivier never doubted anything in the past, and it still is until now. In his heart, Thranduil is always right, no matter what.

But this time, Olivier didn't say anything, he just said softly: "Ada, I'm a little scared."

Thranduil looked at his child, tightened his arms, and his voice was low, but pleasant as usual: "My child, I will save you, don't be afraid, even if it takes all my strength."

Olivier did not choose to believe that he could feel the smell of death, so he just stared at the blurred spot of light in front of him and said softly, "I'm afraid that my dead soul won't be able to stay here," the Dark Lord doesn't belong to Middle Earth , Olivier was very sure, "I want to stay here and protect you, ada, I am so looking forward to it."

Thranduil felt the severe pain under his left rib, he kissed Olivier's forehead lightly, and opened his mouth with a trembling ending: "Don't be afraid, all the elves will return to the palace that belongs to us." There awaits the journey of the Forest Elves. We shall all go there, my boy, believe me."

Olivier didn't believe it, he just stared blankly at the sky, opened and closed his mouth slightly, and spoke softly, as if he had no strength: "I'm not an elf, ada, I'm not... I'm very scared, ada ..." As she spoke, tears flowed down her face, both for the fear of death and for the unknown future.

The heroic prince of the jungle just now was crying like a child. Tears flowed down his cheeks, washing away the tears that the king of the jungle dripped on him, and made his body weaker and weaker.

Thranduil breathed hard, relieving the severe pain in his heart.He hugged his child, whom he had raised for thousands of years, with a low and calm voice to comfort people: "You will stay by my side, don't be afraid."

With a few simple words, Olivier still shed tears, but he accepted the comfort with a smile.

Turning his face to Thranduil's arms took the last of his strength.

A word was not uttered in his mouth, only his lips were slightly opened and closed, and there was no sound.

Ada... and then there is boundless darkness, leading to an unknown distance.

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The author has something to say: there are extra episodes, don’t hit me, I’m my real mother

Thank you dears for accompanying me all the way, the ending has been stuck for a long time, and I finally found someone I like

Thank you dears who accompanied Olivier all the way, I love everything about the jungle

There will be Olivier, Thranduil, and the wizarding world in the extra episode [tentative] everything will be answered in it

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