The reserve food raised is the Elf King

Francis really succeeded in "smuggling" the two little princesses into the Tower of Light and arranged them in a residence specially provided by the academy for patients in the healing magic course. But the environment here is average, and two people can only squeeze into one room at the same time.

According to Francis, the two little princesses must have lived a very difficult life before, and one of their faces looked paler than the other. When I was lying there with my eyes closed, my breathing was so weak that I could hardly hear it.

When the assistant teacher of the healing magic class came to check them out, he thought they were seriously ill and almost took action to diagnose and treat them himself.

Fortunately, Francis stopped the enthusiastic assistant coach, otherwise he would have been betrayed.

"Then when will they both wake up?"

It has been a week since the express delivery arrived at the inn, and the two little princesses are still sleeping. Arthur has returned to the Warrior Tower to attend classes, but has not yet found a chance for him to meet the little princess.

Isabella, who wanted to bridge the gap, was almost dying of anxiety.

"It should be in the next two days."

With a smile in his tone, Francis handed Isabella a beautiful little bag, "Because I had to treat the two little princesses under the pretext that I couldn't occupy the space of the academy and do nothing. I was in the practice room. Practice the magic of light.”

"I have saved a lot of light balls. You can take them back and eat them slowly."

"Brother, you are so good!!!"

If the two of them weren't walking in a crowded corridor, Isabella would have wanted to jump up and give Francis a warm hug.

"You are simply my brother!"

Francis bent his eyes, his pure white eyelashes trembled slightly, and asked as if joking, "Why, is your brother treating you badly?"

Isabella said "Ah", and a trace of confusion flashed on her innocent face.

Eric is of course nice to her, but the two can only communicate through a dusty notebook and have not seen each other again for so many years.

"It's not that bad..."

The greedy Ms. Dragon was a little embarrassed to admit that she just wanted a brother who she could get in touch with and care for her anytime and anywhere.

And Francis just gave her such an experience.

From the first time they met in the first grade, Isabella had an inexplicable sense of confidence. This rabbit would obediently give her everything she wanted, just like Eric, who gave it unconditionally.

For example, the very rare bouquet of angel flowers from the Light Tower, the points she earned from him for free on the Duel Tower, and the large number of light balls she asked for as snacks.

And now, he didn't even investigate the identity of the two little princesses again, and just listened to her request and brought them into the Tower of Light.

Whatever Isabella wanted, he would give it to her.

——To be honest, as the owner of a dragon who had worked hard and put a lot of effort into coaxing a certain elf who was extremely cold at first, Isabella really wanted to slap the table and push Francis away. This excellent case was praised in front of Lancelot.

The elf still insists that if Isabella doesn't turn back into a dragon, she can't sleep in his bed.

In contrast, Francis can wear bunny ears at will.

snort!

The difference is extremely obvious!

"You may have to keep your voice low for a while. The houses here are all temporary buildings and are provided for patients who need treatment, so the sound insulation effect is relatively average."

Francis took Isabella around the teaching area of ​​the Tower of Light, through the long light golden corridor, and to a corner of the back garden.

There are about a dozen small houses neatly built, and a silver nameplate is used in front of each door to indicate which student's "patient" it belongs to.

"Patient?" Isabella read the nameplate belonging to Francis and couldn't help but smile. "This word sounds like my brother is going to become a doctor."

The white rabbit is wearing a white coat, holding a scalpel in his hand, and a round tail is exposed under the gown.

hiss.

This picture is very interesting to imagine.

"Strictly speaking, it is not a treatment for diseases. The magic of light can eliminate negative effects on people's bodies, especially the dark emotions generated in the mind. With the great blessing of the god of light, they will be purified."

"But for common colds, fevers and other injuries, magic alone can only relieve the patient's psychological pain. For substantial physical illnesses, you also need to drink some suitable magic potions."

This was the first time Isabella heard this knowledge. She had previously thought that the Tower of Light would use the righteousness of light to promote the omnipotence of its believers.

"What about the balls of light? Last time I wasn't feeling well, you made me eat several bags."

"Bella, you are different."

Isabella wondered what was different about her.

Francis didn't want to continue talking on this topic.

If the conversation continues, he can only tell Isabella that he knows that she is a greedy dragon and likes to eat all kinds of shiny glass balls?

Forget it, it's not time to tell her this yet.

"By the way, I feel a strong light attribute in one of the little princesses. Even among this year's freshmen, she is at the forefront."

The topic returned to the two little human princesses, and Isabella's attention shifted instantly. She asked excitedly: "Which one, which one? Is she the wife I found for Arthur?"

Isabella is 100% confident - not confident in herself, but confident in the golden finger that the male protagonist of the original book will definitely get. None of the women in his harem will be a hindrance.

Either he possesses a rare treasure, he is of noble status, or he is a remnant of a secret realm with unique and mysterious power.

"Yes, she is the princess with the same flaxen hair as Arthur. She is very talented as a student of the Tower of Light. Maybe when she wakes up, I can introduce her to the dean of the Tower of Light and approve her admission. "

Francis knew Isabella's plan. The role of this princess was to be given to Arthur as his wife. It sounded ridiculous, but Francis didn't ask her why she wanted to do this.

He would take care of everything for her and let her do it the way she wanted.

"Wow, that's great. I was just wondering how to keep her in the academy."

Isabella was delighted.

The two sat at the table in the room and chatted for a while. Isabella tried her best to lower her voice, hoping not to disturb the other "patients" in the neighborhood.

There was a noise from the bed in the house.

Isabella looked around and found a figure slowly sitting up behind the bed curtain, looking around blankly.

The little princess woke up.

I just don’t know who woke up.

The hanging gauze bed curtain was lifted up at a small corner, and a strand of long flaxen curly hair fell down along the bed. Under the curtain, first a thin and frail hand was revealed, and then a face the size of a palm.

His light brown eyes carefully looked around, and when he found someone in the room, he timidly lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look around again.

Ah, what woke up was the wife Isabella found for Arthur.

Isabella was disappointed for a moment.

She looks too thin and does not fit Miss Dragon's aesthetics at all. Fortunately, this princess was not bought for him in the first place. When the time comes, he can just throw it to Arthur.

The little princess seemed to be very aware of her situation. Regardless of her still weak body, she got up from the bed and stood barefoot beside the bed.

She whispered: "Dear adults, my name is Nancy, and my sister's name is Lou...Louise. Did you buy my sister and me from a black market merchant?"

Nancy's voice was so gentle, like a gurgling stream flowing through my heart, bringing the purest sweet fragrance of mountain spring water.

She bravely raised her head and quickly glanced at the two white-haired brothers and sisters in front of her. She felt that their faces looked very peaceful and did not look like vicious villains.

Especially the little girl with silver-white curly hair standing in front of her brother, who is obviously the one with the decision-making power between the two. She looked curious about herself, and her big round eyes were clear and clean, without any haze in sight.

She must be a kind-hearted noble lady.

Nancy breathed a sigh of relief.

She pinched the corner of her skirt and said with gratitude in her voice, "Thank you for your willingness to buy us. Our sisters will definitely repay your kindness."

Nancy and her sister's tribe was exterminated, and the two beautiful and defenseless princesses suffered a lot of torture before being taken to the black market.

Especially Nancy, whose health was so bad that she couldn't even stand up and walk on her own.

After being imprisoned in a cage on the black market, Nancy was extremely desperate. According to her physical condition at the time, it was impossible for any nobleman to be willing to pay to buy her as a maid. Her fate will be to become a meal that is not enough for the beasts to fill their teeth at night.

But now, Nancy can feel that her body is full of energy. Although she still looks skinny on the outside, if she is asked to go out and run ten laps around the big castle, Nancy is confident that she can complete it.

She became more and more grateful and couldn't help but say thank you again, "Miss, I really appreciate your kindness and kindness."

Isabella: "..."

Well, can she tell Nancy that she bought her as a child bride and bought her sister as food for herself?

Isabella thought for a moment and decided not to say anything.

She decided to leave it all to Frances.

Francis received Isabella's eyes, took Nancy aside politely, and asked her if she would like to enter the Tower of Light to learn the magic of light.

"Oh my God, God of Light, are you telling the truth?" Nancy's expression looked like she had been hit by a big pie in the sky, and her pale face was stained with a thin red color of excitement.

"Yes..." Francis explained to her softly.

Isabella didn't listen much. Anyway, she had already planned. After introducing Nancy to Arthur, she would not care much about the affairs between the two.

The power of the plot will definitely bring the protagonists together.

So Isabella climbed onto the bed quietly, wanting to check out the little blonde princess with golden eyes that Eric specially selected for her.

——She was so busy cramming the two princesses into the academy that she didn't take a closer look at what the little princess looked like.

The dragon rubs hands in anticipationjpg

Isabella kicked off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, pulled down the bed curtain that covered her eyes, and looked up.

Momentarily sluggish.

"!!!"

Mom, I saw an angel! ! ! !

The long golden curly hair covered the entire bed, thicker and more vigorous than seaweed. The long curly hair was like a naturally woven blanket, and it felt extremely soft to the touch.

Isabella suddenly stuck her head out of the bed and interrupted the two people talking outside.

Without thinking, he said, "Brother, I want to take this little princess home!!"

Francis was startled for a moment, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile, as if he had expected Isabella's request.

After all, this beautiful blonde hair is indeed very rare.

-

Silent night.

The moon shone into the bedroom from the window, and a ray of light happened to fall on the big bed in the center of the bedroom.

Two girls were lying on the bed, one on the left and the other on the right, sleeping with their heads leaning on each other. The large quilt covered their entire bodies and heads, leaving only a round bulge on the bed.

The bright blond hair and the bright silver hair were entangled with each other, and a corner of the fluffy quilt was kicked off and fell to the ground.

There is a faint sweet aroma floating in the room.

Occasionally, there are one or two shallow sleepy murmurs.

"Delicious……"

"Wow... so sweet."

After a few breaths, it returned to silence.

"Squeak-"

After a period of silence, the door quietly opened from the outside.

There seemed to be a bit of biting cold wind, and the moment the door was opened, there was a light layer of frost condensation on the door frame.

But as the figure gradually approached the big bed in the center of the room, the chill slowly disappeared.

Isabella fell into a sweet dream and slept soundly. She didn't hear anything at all. She stepped lightly on the carpet and walked slowly to the bed.

Seeing the small bulge that was covered tightly on the bed, the tall figure stopped and moved the corners of his lips slightly, as if trying to evoke a smile. But in the end, the expression on his face was faint, submerged in the shallow moonlight.

He leaned down and wanted to cover Isabella with the quilt again, but suddenly found...

There was more than one person lying on the bed.

In an instant, the biting ice spread again in the bedroom.

Isabella frowned slightly, feeling the change in temperature in her dream. She subconsciously rubbed the big sweetheart pillow next to her and hummed twice.

Miss Dragon smelled the most familiar and sweet smell in her dream.

But it doesn’t seem very familiar...?

A small string of dragon language came out of his mouth vaguely, "Lance, are you back?"

Unfortunately, except for Isabella, no one else in the room understood what she was saying.

"..."

In the night, the figure beside the bed stood quietly for a long time, and left quietly before dawn.

It's like it never happened.

no trace.

The author has something to say: I saw someone in the comment section wondering about the identity of Rabbit. He currently does not have a romantic relationship. If he does, it is with Bella!

I also want him to give birth to rabbits for Bella (nonsense, I won’t write it in the text)

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: 8 in Zhuli; 3 in Nai Gaijuan; 1 in Xiaobai;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: coco10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!