The reserve food raised is the Elf King

In the cave, Isabella was lying on paper writing and drawing.

There was a sound of flapping wings of a giant beast in the distance, like a tornado approaching, and the huge vibration shook the entire cave.

Isabella quickly pulled her little paws and hid the paper under her belly. Then he raised his head obediently and looked at the huge thing in the air that covered the sky and the sun——

An adult dragon with sharp silver scales all over its body.

"My little darling, it's time for lunch."

The huge dragon head came over curiously, placed a basin full of shiny gold coins next to her, and tried to make a gentle expression: "What are you doing?"

Isabella used her small body to cover the paper under her belly, grabbed a gold coin, held it in her mouth, and said vaguely: "Nothing, brother."

Eric the Dragon, her brother.

And she, a poor little girl who unfortunately got into a car accident after the college entrance examination, opened her eyes and found herself lying in a dome shell, with a giant dragon with eyes as big as basketballs yelling at her: "Oh, my dear Isabella" , you finally woke up!"

Isabella: "..."

Strange and obscure language exploded in her ears, but the strange thing was that Isabella could understand it. And you can hear the care and love for the cubs from Eric's loudspeaker-like voice.

Isabella had tears in her eyes: This was nothing like the time travel she imagined! ! !

Yes, Isabella’s wish came true before she died——

She is wearing a book.

but!

She was not dressed as a beautiful, frail princess.

Instead, she traveled to an upgraded Western fantasy novel she had just finished reading, in which the male protagonist is a dragon girl who is one of the reserve members of the harem.

A great backup for harem stories.

This is not the kind of pain she, a young and beautiful eighteen-year-old girl, should endure.

The male protagonist of the original book is the second son of a human duke and has been bullied since he was a child.

Until he developed a hidden talent as a warrior at the Magic Academy, and then started a life of counterattacks, cheats, and lucky buffs.

The childhood sweetheart, a half-orc from the giant cat tribe, the cold and arrogant night elf senior, the pure and delicate princess of the secret tribe, and the mysterious and powerful dragon girl are all completely smitten by the male protagonist and are willing to give everything for him.

Among them, the dragon girl is the most unlucky.

Not only did she dedicate all her wealth and treasures to the male protagonist, she even gave her life together in the end.

——She blocked the fatal blow from the demonized Elf King boss for the hero, and turned into a sculpture fossil that will never resurrect.

Isabella was very angry when she saw this.

Because in the author's previous description, the pre-demonized Elf King is also a member of Arthur's protagonist group.

He has extremely brilliant blond hair, a pair of eyes as bright as the bright moon, and his skin is as white as the fine snow falling on the world in the morning, which is cleaner than the thousands of years of snow on the peak of the Navia Mountains in the north.

——It is completely based on the appearance of the dragon girl’s dream lover.

In order to show that the dragon girl has true love for Arthur, rather than being attracted by his inherent attraction to the shiny golden appearance, the author specifically inserted the Elf King as a control group into the protagonist group.

But what I didn’t expect was that in the later stage, the number of cps of the Elf King x Dragon Girl was increasing, almost overwhelming the glory of the male protagonist.

So with a stroke of his pen, the author made the Elf King lose his mind under the control of the Dark Demon, and became a demon who brutally slaughtered without humanity. Let Arthur, the male protagonist, come forward to defeat him and maintain the stable status of the male protagonist.

As for the dragon girl, she is reduced to cannon fodder that adds to the tragic effect of the article.

And now, Isabella has become this pitiful cannon fodder.

She woke up from this body when she broke out of her shell.

It means that the plot of the original book has not yet begun.

Very good! This greatly facilitates her to change her destiny.

Isabella's thinking is very simple and crude - as long as she doesn't serve as a harem for the male protagonist and doesn't provoke the demonized Elf King, she can do whatever else she loves. She can eat and drink as a giant dragon, which is simply beautiful!

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"Little Bella, why don't you seem to have touched any of the gold coins I brought?" Eric said to himself worriedly: "The gold is shiny and fragrant, doesn't it attract you?"

"It's beautiful, yes," Isabella couldn't deny it. When she saw the gold coins, she couldn't help but feel the urge to pounce on them, "But..."

Eric flapped his wings anxiously and hovered in the air, like a new parent who couldn't take care of his children.

"Oh, poor Bella... did you get anorexia from staying in an eggshell for too long?"

"If you don't eat gold coins, you won't grow taller. Even if you want to eat roasted human thighs as a snack in the future, you may not be able to beat them."

Isabella resisted: "I don't eat human flesh either..."

Eric was even more worried, "My baby, what is the reason that makes you resist?"

Isabella didn't know how to explain it. In her subjective consciousness, she was human.

Humans don’t eat gold coins, and they don’t eat humans either.

Although she was once addicted to large-scale online games with a Western fantasy worldview, and was very familiar with the descriptions of various dragons' love for gold coins, it was indeed a cognitive challenge for her to accept eating gold coins all of a sudden.

She made an euphemistic excuse: "I'm afraid of indigestion."

Eric tilted his huge head in confusion, and suddenly leaned forward. The animal eyes, which were about the same size as a cub, were like a mirror, clearly reflecting the little guy's round body.

"Oh, it's true, it's true. One as small as you is not as big as my fingernail, so it really can't eat large gold coins."

The dragon had a sudden thought, "How about I make the gold coins into porridge, and then ask the wizard in the black market to catch two human princesses for you as side dishes? I heard that the princess's meat is the most delicious food..."

Isabella: "?"

Seeing that Eric was about to write a letter to the wizard, Isabella jumped three feet high and swallowed the gold coins in her mouth without even chewing them -

"Brother, I've finished eating! I don't want any side dishes!"

What to eat human princess!

She, she, she... Even if she turns into a dragon, don't eat people!

Eric seemed a little regretful and said without saying anything: "Okay, then..."

Isabella thought that Eric was determined not to give up, so she grabbed another handful of gold coins and stuffed them into her mouth. She tried chewing them with her teeth a few times and found that her teeth were not broken as she had feared before. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Open your clean mouth to prove yourself: "Brother, I really ate it!"

"And it's really delicious..."

Isabella licked the corners of her mouth.

The fragrant and sweet gold coins turn into soft liquid in your mouth, as addictive as popping jelly beans.

After overcoming the psychological barrier, Isabella was completely fragrant.

"Eric."

The young dragon slowly rolled his eyes, staring at the huge shadow of the silver dragon falling on the mountain of gold coins, feeling suddenly irritable in his heart.

"Why do I feel unhappy when I see you stepping on my gold coins?" She asked bluntly, her tone a bit harsh, and she couldn't control her emotions.

"It's okay to be unhappy!"

Eric wasn't offended.

He excitedly flew around the cave, feeling gratified by the cub's instinctive reaction to protect food: "Dear Bella, you finally look like a dragon."

A domineering desire for exclusivity to the extreme, and an unreasonable sense of territorial dominance.

This is the momentum that a former continental overlord should have!

As long as any shiny thing enters the dragon's pocket, don't expect to dig out a single cent from their claws.

Even if they are of the same race, they are not willing to share.

Isabella forced her eyes back.

She didn't like being controlled by the dragon's instincts.

But the cub's body couldn't completely control itself, so she could only try to control her inner anxiety and change the topic to a calmer one.

"Brother, I was just writing a story."

"Oh my god!"

Eric flew around the cave in an exaggerated manner, with a loud voice that shook the ground, "Will there be a great writer in our dragon tribe in the future? God, please bless our lovely Bella." , making her the most talented dragon in the entire Clavia continent!"

"Hey! That's too much!" Isabella puffed up her face and swung her tail unhappily: "You clearly know that I am the only dragon left in the entire continent."

Yes, only her side.

The only rare species in the world.

Even chatting with her and talking to Eric at this time was just a phantom.

Thousands of years ago, the dragon clan entered hibernation.

His fellow members fell asleep one after another, and Eric could not resist the hibernation instinct. He could only reluctantly create a phantom before falling asleep to protect the broken shell of the only dragon egg in the family.

The phantom inherits all the magic of the original body, but has no physical body and cannot leave the cave.

Eric stepped forward and suddenly rolled his eyes, "I used to collect a notebook with endless paper, do you want it?"

He moved out a golden box and his voice was full of bewitching: "Dear, don't you like to listen to stories the most? As long as you are interested in anything, you can find it in this notebook~"

Isabella climbed to the box and stretched her head to look in:

A notebook with a black cover and a glittering scroll.

"what is this?"

Compared to the dull and dull notebook, Isabella was the first to be distracted by the golden scroll.

She picked at the large diamond inlaid on the scroll with her sharp claws.

"Dear Bella, open it and take a look."

Isabella opened the scroll.

A particularly bright golden light flashed quickly, and shiny magic gold powder fell all over the cub.

She couldn't help but hum in comfort.

After the golden light gradually faded, Isabella's attention returned to the scroll:

"Eh--?"

The two beast eyes widened instantly.

Admission notice? ? !

The little cub read it over and over three times in disbelief, and the happiness on his face completely solidified.

This is the agreement signed by Eric for Isabella before hibernation, stipulating that she must go to Clavia Magic Academy to study, and she will be restricted from entering the dragon territory before graduation.

The agreement stipulates that it will take effect one month later.

——In other words, she will be kicked out of the house in a month and will either go to school or become a homeless beggar.

It's miserable enough to be a giant dragon that has trouble transforming, but you have to go to school! ! !

Kill her!

Isabella screamed and turned towards Eric: "Eric, you big liar! You tricked me!"

Eric had long expected this consequence, and he shrank his neck and hid guiltily, saying soothingly: "Don't be angry, Zai Zai, going to school is not necessarily a bad thing..."

"I have food and drink in the cave, and am as happy as a god. I have countless gold coins to sleep with me every day! Why should I go to school!" Isabella carried the scroll in a state of collapse, determined to find the person who had broken the contract. Method.

Eric didn't dare to say anything for a while, planning to wait until the little cub calmed down on his own.

-

But for the next month, Isabella was angry and ignored him.

Day after day passed.

Eric finally realized the seriousness of the matter, and approached Isabella dejectedly.

"Clavia Magic Academy is the most outstanding academy in the entire continent. Every year, freshmen compete for admission places. You can enter without taking an entrance exam. How great. Besides..."

Isabella: "Don't listen!"

Eric was persuasive: "Aren't you interested in the Elf King? The one who came to pick you up this time happened to be an elf from Pudacino."

Isabella was shocked: "Did you see what I wrote on the paper before?!"

Thinking of the deceptive plot of the original book, Isabella is indeed very interested in the Elf King.

But she recorded it on paper using the Chinese language she used in her previous life, and drew a big exclamation mark on the three words "Elf King".

Eric, a local dragon...how could he possibly understand?

Eric looked innocent: "What did you write? It was the story about the Elf King that you insisted on pestering me before going to bed last time."

Isabella scratched the back of her head and breathed a sigh of relief: "Haha, I was just so angry that I forgot."

Eric wrinkled his nose, his tone was disgusting, and he didn't want to mention the Elf King: "That old guy with elegant turtle hair has lived for tens of thousands of years. He insists on drinking the first cup of tea made with dew in the morning every day, and he also spreads rumors that I am five hundred years old. Take a bath once a year, you old dog. But if you are really interested in him, you can ask the elf on the way to school."

"Huh?" Isabella was confused.

The elf king in the book has blond hair and silver eyes. He is the sun and moon in the bard's description, and he is definitely not the old man in Eric's words.

Eric was a little indignant when he thought about the past, "I thought I was also a handsome guy who was popular across the continent, and little girls wanted to pick up the scales that fell off and keep them for collection. But it turned out that this old thief spread rumors, which made me lonely and widowed for the rest of my life. .”

While he was nagging and complaining, suddenly, a cold light flashed through the giant dragon's silver beast eyes.

Eric's face suddenly turned cold, "The restriction outside the cave has been touched. Let me see which nasty ghost is here."

A dragon's roar resounded through the sky, Isabella skillfully raised her paws to cover her ears, and the next second she heard Eric's furious voice outside the cave:

"That damn thief wants to covet the treasure of Eric the dragon!"

Oh, his damn temper.

Isabella rubbed her ears that were so painful from the shock, and hurriedly crawled out of the cave with her tail swung.

The silver dragon hovered in the air.

The broad wings covered with sharp scales covered the sky and blocked out the sun, whipping up hurricane winds that swept away flying sand and rocks.

The abyss-like mouth burst out with blazing fire, and he cursed angrily, "Greedy, shameless thing!"

Victro Canyon is the territory of dragons. There is a misty abyss full of dangers on the outside, making it difficult for other races to approach.

But the dwarves in the Westland Underground Castle somehow learned the news that Eric was sleeping. These nasty cockroaches kept trying to harass the dragon's territory and steal Eric's gold coins.

But today...

"Hey!!! Eric, wait! Don't spit fire yet!"

Isabella faced the scalding heat wave and shouted at the dragon hovering in the air——

"It doesn't look like the dwarf is here!"

Isabella had seen pictures of dwarves in her notebook. They were short and strong, and their bodies were covered with thick black hair.

"Cunning thief, let you know how powerful my Grandpa Eric is - cough, cough, cough, cough!"

Eric was about to spit out a mouthful of fire when he was hastily interrupted.

He coughed and spat out a few mouthfuls of sparks that had not yet been extinguished. He twisted his huge and clumsy body, lowered his huge dragon head and looked at Isabella in confusion.

Isabella hid in the gap between the stones, pointing her paws at the blind spot of Eric's sight on the ground.

A tall figure vaguely emerged from the large magic circle shrouded in thick fog, with his hands forming a protective shield on himself.

A few strands of long hair were floating behind him in the wind. Covered by the magic glare and thick fog, his face could not be seen temporarily. All he could see was a pair of long and slender hands, slowly and slowly displaying a beautiful magic circle.

With long hair and long legs, the defensive magic he casts can withstand the angry blows of an adult dragon.

Appeared in the dragon territory again at this time.

It looks very much like the elf from Pudacino that Eric just mentioned.

——Isabella and Eric looked at each other in mid-air and thought of this possibility.

Oh, I made a mistake.

The two dragons, one big and one small, were completely quiet.

After waiting for the fog outside the magic circle to dissipate, the little cub was suddenly stunned.

gold.

Pure gold that shines brighter than gold coins.

The dragon's flames burned through, leaving a bit of heat in the air. All the gorgeous blond hair was flying in the air, like a slowly rising sun.

"Oh, Mom, I think I saw an angel..."

Isabella murmured to herself blankly, her eyes like thick glue stuck firmly to the ends of her blond hair.

Such beautiful golden color can only be possessed by the glory given by the Supreme God.

His eyes slowly moved up.

A face as exquisitely carved as a face, every edge and angle is just right, flawless, like a god.

The most handsome celebrities I have ever seen in my previous life are not as perfect and refined as him.

There was nothing in Isabella's little head with a pitifully small vocabulary, and all she could do was scream like a screaming chicken in her head.

She swallowed unconsciously, and her little heart was beating wildly, almost jumping out of her throat in the next second.

Isabella suddenly felt dizzy, and an overwhelming sense of hunger swept over her.

I obviously just had dinner...

The cub is ignorant of the changes in its body.

Under the animalistic instinct, the fingertips that were originally curled up quietly stretched out four sharp and cold white nails, like a wild beast hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity before hunting.

His eyes followed the direction of the flowing hair.

He happened to meet the other person's downcast gaze.

Even the eyes are a beautiful golden color.

So beautiful.

The angel's thin lips were slightly parted, and his voice was ethereal and gentle, with a natural soothing magic power:

"Miss Isabella, good morning. My name is Lancelot, from the Elf tribe, and I am the ninth-grade prefect of Clavia Magic Academy. The academy has appointed me to be your guide for the new students in the next year. I will be responsible for You will be received by the college and you will be familiar with college life and various matters."

Ah...even the voice is so nice.

It's gentle and gentle, like the afternoon sun with a golden filter.

Isabella was so immersed in her own world that she didn't even listen carefully to what Lancelot said. She squinted her eyes comfortably and enjoyed the joy brought by the glittering golden light, and gave a casual "hmm".

Then he stretched out his paw very proactively and enthusiastically: "Hello Lancelot, can I call you Lance? You can also call me Bella."

Isabella approached with a smile, her nose moved slightly, and she quietly took a deep breath to smell the scent of the elf in front of her.

Sweet, she likes the taste.

If you take a bite, it will taste delicious.

Isabella was even happier, with her tail raised high behind her and wagging briskly.

She looked sincere: "I like you, Bella likes Lance very much."

"So, can I keep you captive?"

Let you be my most delicious food reserve.

Ah, wait……!

A trace of clarity flashed in Isabella's pale silver eyes.

What a dangerous statement this is.

How could she use living creatures as food! ?

-

Two villains are fighting in the cub's mind, one is called morality and the other is called immorality.

Daode said: We are from the same root, how can you eat people!

Evil quibble: But elves are not humans. Look at how beautiful he is, with pure gold hair and eyes, aren't you hungry?

The moral voice weakens: ...you are a beast!

Wicked smiled: We are just beasts, the most ferocious beasts on the mainland.

The evil voice continued to spread, and the string called reason was tightly wound like spider silk, gently tightening.

-

Yes.

He is so beautiful.

It should be in the dragon's collection.

Isabella gave up struggling completely, her pupils tightened into a sharp vertical line, and she looked greedily at the shining golden elf boy.

Lancelot didn't seem to feel the advocating gaze.

His eyes moved slightly and he looked at the cub on the ground.

Thick eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyelids, blocking the expression in his eyes.

After a long while, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he gently corrected the dragon cub's unskilled expression in Common Language: "We can be friends."

"Great!"

The corners of Isabella's mouth opened wide.

She excitedly raised her paw, wanting to hold the elf's slender and beautiful hand openly and give her future collection a unique seal.

But he saw the elf take a step back.

"?"

Isabella was stunned for a second.

Before he had time to wonder about Lancelot's behavior, he saw his sharp claws and embarrassedly put his two short hands behind his back: "Accident, accident."

Isabella thought that her ferocious appearance scared this innocent and harmless elf, completely forgetting how calmly and calmly he had resisted Eric's powerful attack just now.

He promised with an affirmative tone: "I will cherish you!"

I will definitely treat you as my most precious treasure, shelter you from wind and rain, and provide you with everything you want.

And in return, you just need to allow me to eat you before the end of your life.

Isabella smiled happily.

She is truly the kindest dragon in the world, and she is so patient and considerate when it comes to food.

In the beauty moment, Isabella didn't realize how overbearing her gangster logic was.

But what about being overbearing?

——She is a dragon now!

Of course we have to get whatever our dragon likes! (Clenched fist jpg)

The elf seemed to be infected by the little cub's warm tone, and his cheeks turned a gentle blush.

His voice was soft and his eyes were gentle and pure: "Okay."