The reserve food raised is the Elf King

Isabella thought about it for several days, still confused about the relationship between elves and witches.

The vagueness of Lancelot's letter aroused Isabella's curiosity even more.

She made an unprecedented decision not to sleep at home during her free time in the afternoon, but to go to the library to look up information.

After Lidia heard Isabella's words, her mouth opened in shock.

She subconsciously raised her eyes and glanced at the sun today, "You said you were going to the library to look up information??!"

Isabella: "...Hey! You can't be so surprised!"

"What are you looking for?" Maomao poked his head curiously.

She really didn't expect that, except when she was forced to do so at the end of the semester, Ms. Julong, who always walked around the library when she saw it, would actually be willing to take the initiative to go in - check, information, information!

Isabella hesitated.

Before the answer was completely clear, Isabella subconsciously did not want to mention to others that there might be a relationship between Lancelot and the witch.

"I just...have something I can't figure out. I want to go to the library and check it out."

Lydia protracted her tone: "Oh - I see, is it related to Senior Lance?"

Isabella was stunned for a moment, her expression blank: "How do you know!"

Did she show it so obviously?

Receiving confirmation from Isabella's shocked expression, Lydia immediately put her hands on her hips and laughed in her heart, thinking very proudly——

Please, I don’t read so many romance novels in vain, okay?

It would be strange if I couldn't see the way you look now!

However, Lydia said it more tactfully: "Only things related to Senior Lance will get Bella's attention."

Isabella scratched her head and muttered in a low voice: "Yeah, I didn't even notice it myself..."

"But if it were this afternoon, I might not be free to go with you." Lydia said apologetically, "Professor Tinasi asked me to sort out the potions."

Isabella waved her hand, "Ah, it's okay, you are his assistant after all."

Although she said it was okay, Isabella wanted to back out when she wanted to go to the library alone.

After bidding farewell to Lydia, Isabella was in a rare mood and walked silently on the road with her head hanging down.

"Bella, what are you thinking about?"

Suddenly, someone on the side reached out and touched Isabella's head.

The long silver-white curly hair felt very smooth and refracted bright light in the sun. The owner of the palm couldn't help but touch it a few more times.

"Brother..." Isabella reminded faintly, "Have you touched enough?"

Francis smiled shyly and then asked, "I saw you with your head down when you came all the way. What are you thinking about?"

Isabella repeated to him that she was going to the library.

Miss Dragon had a dull face and was fully mentally prepared. She would definitely be ridiculed again, saying, "A scumbag actually took the initiative to go to the library." Who knew that Francis was laughing very happily.

He bent his crescent eyes and said with a smile: "That's really a coincidence. I'm going to the library to look up information in the afternoon."

"Eh?" Isabella tilted her head and asked curiously: "What does brother want to check?"

Francis didn't intend to hide it, "I've been a little interested in the subject of witches recently, and I want to read more books from different sources. Most of the books in the Tower of Light look at everything in the world from the perspective of the most sincere believers of the God of Light, so I want to Look at the library of the Mage Tower, how the magicians record content related to witches."

"Witch?"

Isabella subconsciously opened her eyes.

Francis noticed her shock, turned his face sideways, smiled and asked, "What's wrong Bella, is something wrong?"

"Ah, no, um..."

Wow, what a coincidence.

Isabella tried hard to keep her expression normal, and her mind began to think quickly about a quick way to fish - then could she ask Francis to copy a copy of the information to her after reading it?

That way, she wouldn't have to go to the library to waste time.

Wonderful, she is such a little genius!

It’s just...how to speak without leaving any trace?

Of course, Francis didn't miss the subtle expression on Isabella's face. The little girl didn't know how to conceal her mental activities at all, and her eyes revealed almost all her thoughts.

Combined with the sound of the wind just now, he heard two little girls chatting in the distance without lowering their voices.

Lancelot is mentioned several times.

It is not difficult to imagine that the information Isabella wants to find is about witches.

The purpose of the search is related to elves.

Could it be that Isabella also began to suspect that there was something wrong with the jelly beans?

But Senior Rabbit didn't point it out.

Isabella didn't want to say it, Francis would just follow her thoughts and pretend she didn't know.

But he still breathed a sigh of relief. Isabella was able to alert the elf on her own, which was much more effective than him hinting at her.

He decided to help her.

Francis showed a harmless smile and said casually, "Is Bella also interested in witches? Ah, that's right. We did related tasks last semester, and I saw you were interested in witches at that time. I'm interested. How about I check out the information, sort it out, and make a copy for you to look at together?"

Isabella: "!!!"

Wow, what an angel this is!

Miss Julong nodded wildly without thinking at all: "Okay, okay, okay! Brother is simply the best!"

Isabella also wanted to say something nice and praise little sweetheart Francis, when a flying letter staggered in the distance and flew in front of the two of them.

It's for Isabella.

"Hey, a letter from the inn?"

Isn't it inconvenient for Lance to write to her? Why did he still receive reminders from the college station recently?

"Dear Miss Isabella, you have a large remote package that needs to be picked up at the exclusive storage station outside the college. The pickup stamp is attached to the end of Fetion. Please use the stamp to pick up the package."

Long range large package?

Isabella was confused for a moment and looked at the sender's information on Fetion.

Not Lancelot.

Then who else would send her a package?

And it’s from the north...

Isabella subconsciously gnawed her fingernails and thought for a moment.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

The expression on his face became visibly excited——

The two little princesses sent by my brother have arrived! ! !

Woohoo, after waiting for almost half a year, it finally arrived!

"Bella, did you buy anything? Why are you so happy?" Francis was a little curious.

Isabella glanced at the rabbit and blurted out: "My brother sent me a package! Do you know, I have been waiting for this package for half a year!"

This long logistics is really touching.

The impatient Ms. Dragon almost withered from waiting.

"You...your brother???!!"

A look of astonishment flashed across Francis's face.

As if he didn't hear what Isabella was saying clearly, his facial expression went blank for a moment. It took him a long time to find his usual gentle and gentle tone, "Bella, I didn't hear clearly just now. What you said was... cough, Who are you talking about who sent you the package?”

Francis's last few words sounded extremely dry.

Like a lonely traveler who has been trekking in the desert for countless years, exposed to the cruel scorching sun, he can only walk numbly on the endless yellow sand every day, with no oasis water source, and no hope.

Isabella was startled by his rough voice.

Half of the excitement on his face faded.

She thought about what she had just said, and she blurted out the words "my brother" without much thought.

Isabella was extremely upset.

Fortunately, Eric's name was not revealed, so it was not completely exposed.

——Miss Julong can only comfort her recklessness in this way.

Moreover, Francis did not know what kind of Chinese she was.

and so……

It should, maybe, probably...it doesn't matter.

Isabella said hesitantly, "Well, one of my...brothers, just like you, a brother, haha, sent me a package."

She felt a little guilty, her eyelashes fluttering, and she didn't know if Francis believed what she said.

Francis looked at Isabella intently for a few seconds.

After a moment, he slowly smiled and said, "That's it...can I accompany you to pick up the express delivery?"

Isabella struggled for a moment, carefully observed Francis's expression, and felt that he might not have discovered her little secret, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay," Isabella agreed, "I'll see you in the future anyway."

Of course the wife she found for Arthur had to be introduced to everyone.

-

Isabella and Francis left the college and came to the designated pick-up station.

After signing for the goods, I discovered that there was still a very important problem that needed to be solved.

In order to speed up the transportation on the road, Eric found a contact in the black market and gave the two little princesses a sleeping pill, so that they would not be able to endure the bumps on the road and slow down the progress.

However, the contact person misjudged the physical condition of the two little princesses, and the dose of medicine exceeded their body's tolerance, causing the two to still not wake up.

Isabella was extremely worried, looking at the two hazy "sleeping beauties" on the bed through the bed curtain, her fair little face almost wrinkled into a bun.

I didn't even have the mood to take a look at what the two princesses looked like.

"What should I do? If both of them are awake, I'm a little worried about leaving it in a hotel outside. But in the academy... I remember Lance said that the academy doesn't allow strangers to come in and out at will."

Arthur had gone through so much trouble to find a wife, so he couldn't make any mistakes in her hands.

Francis thought of a way.

"The rules of the Tower of Light are different from those of the other two towers, because we have a course to practice the healing arts of the Divine Art of Light, and sometimes we invite people from the outside who voluntarily participate in healing practices to enter the academy to treat their illnesses. "

"So, I can apply for two places and bring these two ladies in."

Isabella's eyes lit up, "Brother, you really helped me a lot!"

The author has something to say: I really can’t finish writing, I feel dizzy.

I’ll write the rest tomorrow, good night =3=