[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

After Orr got excited, he quickly regained his composure.

They have been wandering since they were forced to lose their territory by the orcs.Although the spiders were not weak in combat, they had more enemies who could subdue them, and Orr's calmness and rationality accounted for a large proportion of the spider race's preservation until now.

He lowered his body a little more, showing his kindness: "Your Highness, the future you told me is enough to make me excited, but please forgive me, can you ask Your Highness to help me solve the temporary predicament?"

This way of speaking made Olivier feel a little awkward, but he still replied, "Tell me?"

"My children are not smart, and after I die, I have no way to restrain them." Now that he has said it, Orr no longer hides those worries, "And none of my children have experienced too much. They always look immature.”

Olivier was aware of the problem, and in fact he didn't find it bothering him.

This is the mentality that people with the ability to predict often have. They feel that the future can be expected, so all problems will be solved, because the outcome of everything is already doomed.

But maybe Olivier couldn't see his future clearly, so he thought a lot more, and after thinking about it, he often came up with some good ideas.

Like now.

"First of all, I want to make sure, Lord Orr, is any of your children proficient in language?" Olivier said to Orr with a smile.

"No, not at all." Al shook his head.

But Olivier was obviously not at ease about this. He looked around and suddenly raised his voice: "I want to kill you, right now."

Orr's legs moved back suddenly, but Olivier didn't look at him, but looked at the surrounding spiders.

None of the spiders responded, they just stared at their leader.

"It seems that you didn't deceive me, which is very good." Olivier smiled again, and this smile also made Orr understand that the elf prince had just deceived him.

This made the elder spider patriarch a little depressed: "For my age, Your Highness, this kind of joke is not funny at all."

Olivier raised his head with a smile, and ignored Orr's complaints, but said: "If you are worried about your children, then Al, I have a way to help you prolong your life. I know you can train a successor." Here comes your eight-eyed spider."

extend your life?

This is a proposal that is tempting enough, you know, Orr only has a few years to live now.

"If that's true, Your Highness, I will be forever grateful." Orr said this sincerely.

"We are partners, Your Excellency Orr." Olivier did not accept this thank you, because he wanted Orr to owe the favor, "I will ask the elf guard at the door to give you some water regularly, that is the elf Our precious spring water will keep you healthy. But remember, only you can drink."

"I understand." Al nodded with a grateful tone.

"By the way, Al, there will be dwarves passing by here in a while," Olivier shrugged, "Although I know they are not tall, I hope you will let them go for the time being, after all, those elves are somewhat usefulness."

"This time or in the future?" Thranduil left the spiders on the condition that they stop the lover on the Lonely Mountain and the orcs on the Mist Mountain.

Olivier said with a smile: "Only this time, after all, if we can talk to them in the future, then the dwarves don't have to go around here." Instead, they need to take the toll passage, which is very happy to think about.

Knocking on the spider's leg with the dagger was the way they negotiated and agreed.Olivier, who had achieved his goal, walked outside, but before leaving, he turned around and said, "Your Excellency Orr, I have a question."

"Your Highness, please speak."

"Where did you learn this way of speaking? After all, the last time I saw you, you were a little... well, not proficient." To be precise, it popped out word by word, and there were grammatical errors.

Orr didn't hide anything: "I have experienced human territory and captured many humans. Among them are those with parchment. I have learned a lot."

Olivier blinked: "What is that?"

"A thing called opera, it looks very profound."

Olivier pursed his lips and left without saying anything.

He felt that he should not tell Old Orr some things, such as operas are actually sung well.

But think about it, it may be very strange for a group of spiders to line up and sing opera together.

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When he saw the elf guard guarding the spiders, he still stood upright, and Olivier felt a pity for his tall and straight figure.

Elves are naturally a species that like to look at faces. In their view, good looks can mean many things, such as good blood, strong ability, and innate goodwill.

"It's a pity, I put it here to see the spider." Olivier muttered, suddenly remembering the mistake he said just now.

Open mouth.

Olivier remembered that the last time he saw him was outside the dense forest. When all the human caravans were lost, Olivier asked him some words, and then he was put in this place, where there was no sun for 50 years.

There must be a reason for this, but Olivier couldn't think clearly why.

He wanted to ask Thranduil, but when he found the Elf King, the situation in front of him made Olivier throw his doubts to the back of his head in an instant.

"Ada, you're so pretty." Legolas, who was holding an apple-like face and looking at Thranduil, said this with a smile, holding a small pink flower in his hand.

The Elf King tried his best to keep his face stiff, but he pretended to look aside casually, and saw himself in the reflection of the sharp arrow.

With one knee bent and leaning against the tree trunk, the Elf King sat on the soft grass, with long golden hair hanging on the ground, and on top of his head, there was no crown or headband, but an irregular-looking wreath.

The little pink flower did not light up the dark complexion of the Elf King at all.

Standing not far away, Olivier recognized the form clearly at a glance. Perhaps Legolas hugged the Elven King's leg again and rubbed him with the wreath, and the wreath probably came from the little prince.

What a happy day for the whole family.

Olivier approached them with a smile.

Legolas recognized Olivier first. After all, Thranduil was in a state of stiffness at the moment, and couldn't move his eyes away from the wreath in time.When the little prince saw Olivier, he stood up abruptly, and then rushed towards him holding a garland of the same style as Thranduil's.

"Are you naughty again?" Olivier bent down and hugged Legolas, and asked the little prince to put a wreath on his head without any resistance.

But Olivier, who didn't seem to refuse at all, couldn't satisfy Legolas. Olivier, who knew the little prince's narrow-mindedness, could think of this.

Rather than achieving his goal, he prefers to see Thranduil and himself being helpless against him and having to follow him.

In short, what the little prince likes is always that ada and his elder brother dote on him, in any form.

But Olivier wouldn't poke at this point, he bumped the little prince's chubby little butt with his arm, and said with a smile: "It's very beautiful, when did Green Leaf learn to do this?"

Legolas immediately regained his spirit: "Ada taught me!"

"I just told him how to weave a crown." Thranduil said suddenly, looking at his two sons with turquoise eyes. He obviously didn't like to let Olivier misunderstand what he had done. .

Most of the crowns of the elves are made by their companions, just like Thranduil, the four crowns of the year are all made by the queen of the elves.But it is not easy to find a partner, it often takes a long time, and there are not no elves who have been single all the time.

In order to prevent this, as an ada, Thranduil naturally had the responsibility to help his son learn how to weave a tiara.

Olivier learned from the queen at the beginning, and the elf queen can always do these things well if she is careful.But now, the queen is going west, and the task of teaching Legolas naturally falls to Thranduil.

It's just that it's the first time I've seen the technique of weaving tiaras on wreaths.

Olivier didn't ask much, just smiled and carried the little prince to the tree, and sat beside Thranduil.

Legolas stretched out his arm the moment Olivier sat down, and hugged the Elven King's arm tightly.Seeing that Thranduil hadn't moved, he simply climbed onto the Elf King with all his hands and feet, and then stuffed himself firmly into Thranduil's arms.

The eldest prince was not jealous either, he just smiled and watched Thranduil slowly hugging the little prince tightly with an expressionless face.

"Where did you go just now?" Thranduil wanted to reach out to take off the wreath on his head, but was hugged by the soft little prince again.

Olivier stroked Legolas' hair reassuringly, and said softly, "I went to see Al to make sure they were quiet enough."

Thranduil and Legolas looked at each other for a few seconds, when the little prince squeezed pink's lips and puffed up his face, he completely gave up his original intention and let the wreath be placed on his head, Out of sight out of mind.Hearing Olivier's words, Thranduil didn't say much, but said, "Elrond came once while you were away."

"What is he here for?" Almost innately hostile, Olivier didn't like the elf lord with a receding hairline.

"Send the wine." Thranduil put his hand on the little prince's back and stroked it gently.

"I hope so." Olivier said calmly.

He doesn't deny Thranduil's excellence, and he never refuses Thranduil to find happiness.Although he loves his mother, it doesn't mean that Olivier will force Thranduil to spend the rest of his life alone.

But now, his ada didn't mean that, but someone rushed to the door, which made Olivier very unhappy.

Legolas' long golden hair was wrapped around his fingertips, and Olivier narrowed his eyes.

Maybe he needs to talk about the conditions. Since the elf lord has come to the dense forest, Lin Gu should pay some fees, shouldn't he?

You know, the house in the dense forest is not easy to live in.